Chapter 157 There Is Also the Sword Lady

In the study on the second floor of the villa, Ash almost turned into a tree man, like a tombstone in the forest. Every branch is as hard as steel, and every branch and leaf is absorbing his magic power.

This is a very powerful miracle of the Senluo faction. You must know that the Senluo faction has always focused on the production of creations, but this miracle is extremely ferocious. It is hard to imagine how many magic spirits are combined in it to be able to imprison, kill, and weaken. Multiple effects in one.

Xilin, who is over 200 years old, is a two-wing magician. This is not unusual. The realm of faction is the most ruthless test, like a chasm blocking all the 'mediocre people' who lack talent and opportunities. Effort is meaningless to a magician, because hard work is the foundation of a magician. However, without talent, no matter how long you live, how diligent you are, and how hard you work, you will not be able to touch the higher scenery.

Although he couldn't see the scenery from higher places, because he had enough time, Xilin could also appreciate the towering simplicity of the towering trees next to him, the stings of bees, the secrets of spiders, and the hidden murderous intentions of the plants.

All resources are converted into the magician's power, including time.

Ash actually doesn't look down on Xilin just because he is also a two-winged magician, not only now, but also before. But time is not on his side. As time goes by, it will be easier for the Crime Hunting Department to find him. He found through the curtain that the Crime Hunting Department has begun a large-scale investigation of the lower area and the pig area.

Although Freya's home is a gentle place, it is also the grave of his death.

He must get the information he needs as soon as possible, and Professor Schilling is his only choice. He knew before he came that he had to bet his life. In the final analysis, life was just an important bargaining chip, and he had to bet when it was time to bet.

And to him, how important is the bargaining chip of life?

This was not a gambling game he was familiar with, nor were he facing familiar gamblers. If he wasn't afraid of being picked up, he might have wanted to throw away the chip.

Ash lowered his eyelids and squinted his eyes, as if he was sleeping.

His voice became high-pitched and steady, as if he was the master here: "Then have you made a decision, Professor Schilling."

Xilin walked around him and murmured: "Since Hiss is no longer here, I naturally don't need to continue to be loyal to him, nor do I need to carry out his orders. I am already a free Blood Moon Elf."

"But your existence is always a huge threat. No one can guarantee whether Hiss will be resurrected again and return like lightning with a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood."

"But you won't kill me." Ash said calmly: "After you knew that I was not Hiss, not only did you not want to kill me, you even had to protect my life."

After careful thinking, Ash knew that he was in no danger at all.

If he was really Hiss, Schilling would have to follow the order to assassinate him, but Hiss also had a way to control Schilling; and he was not Hiss, and Schilling had been freed from his restraints, so there was no need to kill him.

Some people may wonder, wouldn't Xilin, who was enslaved and controlled by Hiss, hate Wu Jiwu and want to eradicate the root of the problem, and destroy Ashu, the substitute fighter?

Of course not. If Xilin only had the thought of revenge, he would have crushed him like a peach just now.

But Schilling was afraid.

"Yes." Xilin stopped behind Ash, his voice trembling: "Since Heath wants you to die, then you have to live, even if you are barely alive, you have to live, even if life is worse than death, you have to live!"

Ash asked: "Do you know why Heath wanted to kill me?"

"I don't know, but you are so weak, so ignorant, so insignificant, which can only mean one thing..."

Xilin walked up to Ash and pointed his index finger at Ash's forehead: "The ceremony has not been completed yet. You are not a complete 'touch', you are only a semi-finished product."

"Only by killing you can the ritual be completed and Hiss's fantasy come to this world."

Ash looked at Xilin's fingers, "What is 'touch'? What will happen after I die?"

"I don't know, I don't know!"

Xilin was tearing his hair hysterically: "That is the secret of the Four Pillar Gods. It is a ritual that only Heath can know the whole story! Heath only told the congregation that he is not a complete 'touch' yet. When the ritual is completed, he will Return from suffering, free from honor, fall from the sky, rise from the grave, become the 'touch' that transcends all things! Then... he will smear the world as he pleases!"

"It sounds like after the ceremony is completed, I should be able to surpass the so-called four-winged magician." Ash's lips slightly raised: "So, if you kill me, I will become a person... who can compare to the blood moon. The existence of the Supreme Lord?"

Xilin glared at Ash with stern eyes: "You won't have this chance."

Ash whispered softly: "Then, do you want to hand me over to the Crime Hunting Hall?"

"No, absolutely not. Gerald may kill you, and the Blood Moon Trial will even take away your life...I absolutely cannot hand you over!" Xilin shook his head vigorously, as if trying to shake off the fly: "Arrogance The Blood Saint Clan only wants to study you, while the stubborn Moon Shadow Clan doesn’t care about you at all!”

"Only I know how serious you are. Only I can do this... only me..."

Xilin softly uttered demonic words: "Cut off your limbs, lock you in a puppet box, and place you in the deepest basement of the third floor underground. Only an infusion tube is used to maintain your most basic life..."

Yes, that's it.

There was no fluctuation in Ash's heart. He was very satisfied with Xilin's decision. If Xilin really handed him over to the Crime Hunting Hall, it would be impossible for Ash to repeat his escape. No matter how stupid the prison was, they would know to guard against his purification miracle.

Not to mention anything else, all you need to do is change the frequency of sending Ya Xiu's life signature from once every ten minutes to once every second. Ya Xiu removes the chip on his front foot, and Gerald comes to Broken Lake on his back foot.

No matter how many obstacles Schilling adds to the outside world, it will not be as straightforward as the chip ban. Ash didn't care about his physical disability, as long as he could enter the virtual realm, sooner or later he would have the strength to break the situation.

What's more, Ash has not really lost all his ability to resist now.

Substitute, Heart Sword, and Miracle of Killing Me are skills that Ash has completely mastered, and he can activate them without any magic power.

It's just that this tree has completely restricted his ability to move, and it's useless for him to resist now.

When Xilin is ready to transfer him, it will be the best time for him to escape. He followed Gesas all the way here and observed the surrounding security situation. If Xilin wanted to chase him, he would kill the surrounding guards and lure the hunters over.

The hunter wanted to kill me, and Schilling wanted to protect my life. If it works properly, it can even trigger a conflict between Xilin and the hunter. If it causes large-scale casualties, I can also use Fei Nanxue's speech a few days ago to detonate racial conflicts and class conflicts, and then... thoughts are in Ash's mind one by one. After a while, a rudimentary conspiracy was formed.

The worst-case scenario is that he is imprisoned in the basement and becomes an immovable doll in a box with only the sound of his heartbeat in the world.

Ash was not at all worried about the tragic fate he was about to encounter. He was not nervous, fearful or excited.

He seemed to have detached himself from this body and quietly admired the fate of 'Ash Heath'.

Pain, loneliness, and torture cannot shake his will, because in his world...

In his world...

...and Sword Girl?

His thoughts were interrupted here, Ya Xiu stirred up his energy, and his pupils regained their brightness.

It's hard to describe this feeling. It's like Ash is about to fly up and transcend this world. Suddenly a thread pulls him down and makes him fall hard to the ground. Then the sound of air flowing, the fragrance of soil, the pulsation of heartbeat, All the feelings rushed into my mind.

It was as if Ash had fallen asleep just now, and now he was finally awake.

At this time, Xilin suddenly made a strange sound.

"Chillin Dole, you can't escape." He murmured softly: "You are already free, you can't escape anymore."

The elf took out an ebony dagger from the drawer, then walked up to Ash, held the dagger upside down, and pushed it gently

Stabbed himself in the throat.