Chapter 539: Bright Stars, Dark Stars

It is better to say assassination than assassination.

After all, Mr. Ma is not an ordinary person who can be hurt by hidden arrows. Even if he weakens his vigilance by various means and then gives him a fatal blow, the layout will consume a lot of mental effort. The upcoming decisive battle does not allow Shuoyue to waste brain power like this.

Therefore, the simplest, direct and most brutal method is to release the breath, lead Chiron to a deserted place, activate the soundproof barrier, and then kill him by all means.

Although it does not match the image of Shuoyue who is far-sighted and far-sighted in front of everyone, he knows that sometimes, a foolish and straightforward swing of the knife is much more efficient than a roundabout entanglement.

And the facts have proved that such an action has indeed put Chiron in trouble.

Dusk is like sticky honey, flowing on branches and fallen leaves, reflecting the distorted form of the world. Chased by the rain of weapons, even the centaur's body is no longer agile. Amidst the violent gasps like bellows, the man tried his best to keep his face calm, but his eyes were already stained with a little anxiety.

Can't find...

Even if he used his clairvoyance to search all directions, he couldn't catch even a corner of the enemy's clothes; the warrior's intuition told Chiron that the enemy was hiding somewhere, but his longbow couldn't lock that "existence" anyway.

The assassin's complete concealment made the archer lose any possibility of counterattack. This was not a fair contest, and what was more fatal was that the enemy was not a hero, but a killer, an assassin, rushing to wipe out the target's life.

- Eliminate the enemy's military advisor before the decisive battle.

An assassin with this idea in mind would never be able to fight head-on, let alone expose his flaws to the eyes of the sharpshooter.

Chiron, who realized this fact, suddenly felt a warning sign of crisis between his eyebrows. He bent his waist suddenly and fell backwards. The electric light on the silver needle burned his skin and flew past his nose.

It was a weapon that was so small that it was difficult to catch. Under the impetus of the electromagnetic field, it had a penetration force that exceeded that of a bullet. Not only was it such a small prop that was hard to defend against, but when Chiron saw the battering ram that was thicker than the human body and the trajectory was adjusted by the crisscrossing currents and aimed at him, he did not think that he could resist it head-on like Constantinople.

Just paying magic power forced him to jump up and down on the edge of death... This business was really a good deal, Chiron smiled bitterly in his heart.

He knew very well that it would be dangerous if he continued like this, but he could not think of a way to turn defeat into victory.

After struggling for a few minutes, only the direction of landing was predicted, and the two husband and wife swords flew out in an interlaced manner, cutting the sage's arm, and then the Zhenghuang spear was like lightning, piercing Chiron's abdomen and nailing him to the ground.

"The curse of the sea god... I didn't expect that among a bunch of weapons made of magic, there would be a real treasure." The blood flowed uncontrollably. Chiron didn't dare to draw his spear. He could only cover the wound tightly and look at the figure that finally appeared with weak eyes.

The dusk had burned out at some point, and only the remaining embers were spread on the outline of the mountain. The waxing moon rose, casting the first ray of clear and watery light, which just fell on the side of the young man's face. The cold rainbow blue eyes were shrouded in the shadow of the brow arch. The moonlight flowed along the close-fitting black robe, outlining his sharp chin and sharp and cold outline.

Looking at Chiron who couldn't move, Shuoyue didn't smile at all, but raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Puff!

Vermilion thorns grew luxuriantly from the ground, tearing through the flesh and blood straightly. With the sound of breaking from within himself, Chiron widened his eyes, blood rushed to his throat, and then he vomited out uncontrollably, pouring on the thorn magic spear, reflecting the bloody moonlight.

His soul core was destroyed.

"What are you planning?" After completely cutting off the possibility of Chiron's resurrection, the assassin in black robe finally spoke. There was no joy in his voice, but he just took it for granted that he had crossed an obstacle, and then felt confused because of the overly simple difficulty. "You can't step into the trap without any preparation. Before you fall into the trap, what back-up plan did you leave behind?"

The magic spear that imprisoned Chiron dissipated, and his strong body fell to the ground. Even so, the sage still insisted on pulling the bowstring to fight back, but his arms had already been cut off by Gan Jiang Moye. Even the treasure was consumed on the way to the crusade against the giant Adam. If he wanted to recover, he could only wait for tomorrow, which would never come again.

——Before Black Archer died completely, Sakutsuki, the Blue Assassin, had blocked all his ways to survive.

"Ahem... I lost... not unfairly."

Just like Achilles a few hours ago, Chiron, as a teacher, gradually lost his luster in his eyes. He looked up at the sky, and what kept appearing in his mind was the silhouette of the young man he had just seen.

If the failure of the tactics was due to his own misjudgment, then the fact that he realized that his actions were problematic at the beginning was enough to show how thoroughly Sakutsuki understood him.

No... maybe this young man had already figured out all the masters and servants in his heart, so his schemes were so hard to guard against, and his actions looked bold but impeccable.

On the other hand, he wishfully regarded Sakutsuki, who killed Achilles, as the real him, and believed that this young man would abide by the heroic doctrine even if he caused unrest, so he was assured and bold, like a clown, and stepped into the trap with one foot.

The eyes of the wise man would not be wrong. The flame of a warrior burned in the body of this young man. It was definitely not a heat that could be extinguished. However, he forgot that although the strong flame would burn people, there would always be something that could build a high wall to suppress the raging fire, such as an immortal ideal, such as a lifelong desire.

What a strong will, Chiron thought, this is not just the awareness that a servant should have. In the trance of dying, he once again saw the young man's calm appearance under the moonlight, and couldn't help but imagine what kind of distress, thinking and pursuit he had experienced before collecting the confused dust and painful debris, and piling up bit by bit into the unshakable appearance now.

Suddenly, Chiron was relieved of Achilles' failure, because the young man who killed them did not have the arrogance of a hero from the beginning. The weapon he was proud of was not a magic weapon, but the only reason why humans stood out from all primates.

That is the mind, a mind with infinite wisdom and strong spirit.

As he once warned his disciples: "Powerful weapons and invincible strength cannot make people become real heroes. Because the answer to solving problems is not in these external things, but in our brains, which are in every ordinary person."

When did even I forget such a simple truth?

"I'm asking you, Chiron, what are you hiding?" Shuoyue's voice brought Chiron back to reality, "Are you so angry that you refuse to answer?"

"Hehe... Don't provoke me, Shuoyue, why don't you give the dying man a moment of peace?" Chiron wanted to smile, but his facial muscles were out of control, so he had to give up helplessly, "I admit that Achilles' death made me a little excited, but even if I leave early, it will not have any impact on what happens next."

"What happens next...?!" Shuoyue seemed to understand something, and before he could think about it, Chiron suddenly said:

"In return for leaking information, I hope you can fulfill one of my wishes."

This exchange is really asking for more... Shuoyue was a little helpless, but looking at the sage who was gradually disappearing, he still nodded: "Go ahead."

I really didn't see you wrong, you are such a gentle person. Chiron barely pulled the corner of his mouth and said his wish. The young man's expression was suddenly full of surprise-this made Chiron a little proud.

"Okay, after listening to my wish, my mission is completely completed. It's too late to run now, Shuoyue."

"......!!" Shuoyue's pupils shrank suddenly. The moment Chiron finished speaking, the message that the magic barrier was destroyed was transmitted to his brain. Without much hesitation, he lifted his black robe and disappeared into the black forest again, leaving Chiron lying on the ground, feeling dizzy from excessive blood loss.

He had nothing to do now. In the end, as a servant, he had at least completed his mission.

He could no longer feel his lower body. Before his head disappeared and his consciousness was interrupted, Chiron thought of neither Shuoyue nor Achilles, but the girl sitting in the wheelchair. Her smile was the most precious memory since he came.

It was like a miraculous encounter, and then a separation like now.

Fiore Holwich Eugdomilenia did not have the talent of a hero. Although she was a first-class magician, she was by no means a rare talent. She could even be said to be the most ordinary and common magician.

However, she fought very hard. Even though the head of the family, Danik, said goodbye without saying a word, she still gambled with her dignity and tried to deal with the situation in front of her with dignity.

Try to do what you can within the possible range.

Only Chiron knew that the girl was afraid of losing, fearful, and shed tears when she dreamed at midnight. Even so, she stood up and gambled her life in this life-or-death gamble... It is something that anyone can do, but not everyone can do it.

Very good.

Ordinary is good, and it is precisely because ordinary existences work hard that people can become dazzling stars.

I hope that they, as my last students, can shine brightly.

After exhaling for the last time, the Black Archer, the great Greek sage Chiron, was destroyed.

The golden spirit rose to the sky, passing through the forest, and the stars in the night sky were shining. The sage's soul returned to its promised land and lit up Sagittarius. The warm starlight cast its gaze towards the earth, watching several figures appear around the forest, surrounding the place where Chiron died.

The young man in black robes shuttled through the forest, the leaves rustled, and the sobbing wind brought the enemy's breath to him. Even in the dense forest where you couldn't see your hand in front of you, the young man still jumped nimbly between branches and bushes, his eyes flickered with light, and a blue trail was drawn in the slightly cool night air.

Such a scene was like a dark star twinkling in the forest.