Kill me again, Miss Witch

"There, in the corner, there is an illusion used to cover up."

His voice was a little listless, as if he had just recovered from some strenuous exercise.

Shaar smiled lightly.

That night, after the invisible demon was subdued by him, he was forced to sign a series of unequal treaties, one of which was to offer help when Shaar encountered difficulties and He happened to have a solution.

If Xiaya finds out, there will be a lot of torture.

After suffering, the invisible demon chose to compromise and cooperate.

After all, the current He is just a small consciousness, and cannot have any influence on Shaar, so he can only live like this for the time being.

Under the prompt of the invisible demon, Xia quickly found the place covered by the illusion.

Accompanied by a wave of shaking, the scene in front of him changed instantly, replaced by a bottomless secret passage.

Xia Ya didn't think much, and walked down majestically wearing a white mask.

Soon, the scene in front of him suddenly became clear.

Below the secret passage is an open space, about the size of Shaar's apartment, surrounded by unrepaired soil layers and wooden frames for support, similar to a mine.

Looking around, there is another entrance to the mine, dug deeper into the ground.

At this moment, in this space, there was another white mask sitting in front of a dilapidated wooden table, quietly flipping through a stack of papers.

As if he heard someone coming down, he raised his head and glanced at Shaar.

Then he whispered: "Which seat are you? What's the code name?"

Xiaya asked three questions.

He hesitated for a moment and asked back, "What about you?"

Seeing that Xia Ya didn't answer him, the man seemed a little wary, but he still took the initiative to report the code name: "No. 70 Sixth Seat, code name 'Poison Viola', if you don't tell me, I will..."

Before he could finish speaking, under the horrified eyes of "Poison Viola", Shaar exploded like a wild beast, and appeared in front of him as an afterimage!

The moment he raised his hand, a black liquid quickly wrapped Shaar's right hand, and then condensed into a hideous gauntlet with metallic luster, like the claws of a wild beast, with sharp five fingers, wrapped around each other!

"Someone-"

Before the cry came out, the member codenamed "Poison Viola" had his throat crushed by an irresistible force!

Accompanied by the sound of bones shattering, the eyes filled with disbelief gradually dimmed.

Xia Ya crushed the opponent to death almost instantly.

Roughly, this person probably has the strength of a mid-level great knight, but he didn't even react to his sudden murder.

Seeing the slightly twitching corpse, Shaar stepped forward, picked up his mask and put it on himself.

Each mask seemed to have a slight difference, which was something Char had just discovered.

"This code name belongs to me now."

After leaving these words, Xia quickly walked towards the deeper mine without looking back.

After killing a person, the action has to be accelerated again.

......

5 minute later.

"who are you?"

Walking halfway, Shaar met two more white masks.

This time, he replied without any panic: "No. 70, the sixth seat, codenamed 'Poison Viola'."

There should be no problem this time, right?

With this in mind, Xia looked towards them.

Unexpectedly, the two members of the Hidden Night Society looked at each other.

"No! I know that guy, and your voice is completely different from his!"

Looking at the two members who entered the fighting state in an instant, Xia frowned.

trouble.

The battle was over in an instant.

After wiping the blood stained on the mask, Shaar continued to walk down.

The road in the entire mine is a slope. So far, Shaar has traveled a long way. According to a rough estimate, it may extend down for hundreds of meters.

......

10 minute later.

Shaar finally saw the end of the mine.

Looking at the open gate in the distance and the two guards standing vaguely on both sides of the gate, he felt very calm.

On the way just now, he killed three more waves of white masks who insisted on finding fault with them.

However, with the gradual deepening, the strength is also increasing.

But it's a pity, without exception, these people are not Shaar's all-in-one enemy.

But for Xiaya, the adventure tonight has completely changed. He originally wanted to be an assassin who came and went without a trace, but in the end, he just killed everyone he met during the infiltration process. .

Let's end it now.

With this in mind, Shaar walked slowly towards the guard.

At the same time, a conversation between the two was vaguely heard.

"Tsk tsk, Mrs. Violet is definitely the sexiest woman I've ever seen in my life, with those breasts and that ass, if I can sleep with such a woman, I will be worth it."

"Who isn't? It's a pity that in the next 'ceremony', she will..."

"who are you?"

As soon as he heard the critical moment, another guard suddenly raised the scabbard in his hand, made a gesture of drawing his sword, and faced Shaar in a serious manner.

"No.20 three seats, 'Siren'."

Shaar replied lightly.

This is the third time he has changed his code name.

At present, it seems that the code names at the bottom are named after various plant names in herbal medicine, while the code names at the top are extraordinary creatures such as "Lich" and "Water Ghost".

Of course, the higher the seat, the stronger the strength.

"Say the passphrase."

The white mask of the gatekeeper said.

Xia Ya was stunned for a moment, then sighed helplessly.

Under the surprised gaze of the gatekeeper, he gently took off the mask on his face.

"I just want to sneak quietly like an assassin... What do you think you want me to do?"

Accompanied by two screams, Shaar held a black long sword, walked slowly through the bloody light, and pushed open the wooden door.

What appeared in front of me was an open underground cave, which was not cramped, and there were traces of man-made excavation everywhere. At the end of the line of sight stood a small altar, about the size of a single-story residential building.

But before he had time to look carefully, he was stopped by several voices: "Who?!"

Looking at the more than 20 white masks that quickly surrounded him, Shaar shook his head.

The black liquid instantly enveloped his whole body, and a knight's armor glowing with black luster slowly condensed on the body surface, and the strange texture like the scales of a giant dragon was seamlessly stitched together, fitting into the whole body!

Looking down at the five fingers that were as sharp as animal claws, Shaar lowered his body slightly, making a harbinger of a sprint.

At the same time, a word was recited in a low voice.

"Knight... force field."

......

It was obviously a ball where the guests and the host enjoyed themselves, and the atmosphere was very warm, but for some reason, Earl Violet, the host, always felt a little flustered.

He remembered something, so he said with a low smile to the famous lady beside him who was talking to him, "I'm sorry, I have to excuse me."

With that said, he put down his wine glass and walked towards a certain room on the third floor.

After opening the door, a mysterious man wearing a black mask was sitting at the desk.

He stepped forward, looked at the black mask, and said indifferently: "There is nothing wrong with the altar, right?"

"Hey, I just took a look at it, and there is nothing unusual."

"That's good." Earl Violet nodded, "The 'ceremony' is about to begin, and the god has passed away. As believers, we must maintain His final majesty."

"But to make sure everything is safe, you will go to inspect it later."

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with me." Black Mask smiled, "But your wife, as the carrier of the 'ceremony', is she ready to sacrifice her life for the faith?"

"It's not something you need to worry about."

Count Violet said with a sneer.

......

Slowly wiping the blood off his face, Shaar disarmed, and the black liquid slowly seeped into his body.

Perhaps his style of painting is a bit strange, in short, a good stealth game, he turned into Wushuang mowing grass.

He walked slowly to the altar, and found a complicated and difficult magic matrix drawn on the platform. After a cursory glance, it was probably some kind of ritual magic used for summoning.

But Xia Ya is not from a major, so he can't understand these things.

The problem is, can he understand the materials placed at each node of the Magic Matrix?

"The crimson stone, the mist crystal, the skeleton of the void demon, the branches of the world tree, and..."

Xiaya's eyes gradually brightened.

When he saw one of the materials at the core of the matrix, he couldn't help but gasped.

A whole imaginary stone!

It's as big as half a fist!

I am super, converted into the dose to go to the abyss palace, how many levels is enough for him to upgrade?

With such thoughts in mind, Xia laughed out loud.

Then, like a robber crossing the border, he packed all the rare materials he could see into the ring.

After finishing all this, he raised his head quite satisfied.

But after seeing clearly the stone wall in front of the altar, he suddenly froze.

The densely packed handwriting was engraved on that wall, like an incomplete stone tablet, embedded in the soil.

In the center of the stele, there is an old pattern printed on it.

It was a lifelike imprint in the shape of a big tree.

Abundance Church?

Shaar instantly recalled that when he was talking to Mrs. Violet just now, he accidentally saw the mark on her chest.

At first I thought she was trying to show her faith.

But now it seems that something is not quite right.

Why is there such an altar and stele hidden under the Violet Manor?

Why is the imprint of the goddess of fertility engraved on the top of the stele?

Moreover, before killing the two gate guards just now, their conversation was also thought-provoking.

According to that dialogue, Lady Violet will be the key to this ritual magic.

And combined with Madam's own statement, it seems that the disease she said that made her die soon should also be related to this ceremony.

Xia Ya suddenly fell into deep thought.