Chapter 1227: Chapter 378 Black Blade Squad_2 Chapter 1227: Chapter 378 Black Blade Squad_2 But since there wasn’t much danger in the first place, he remained quite indifferent.
His body shook slightly, a belated reflexive response to the assassination attempt.
The “ferryman” on the other side seed sowhat panicked.
A cold sneer in the darkness made him instantly realize that this might be an assassination trap targeting him!
Thinking of this, a card that the ferryman had prepared for a long ti suddenly appeared in his hand and activated.
As the card disintegrated, a Hexagram Array appeared out of thin air.
A massive wooden chest materialized on the little boat, looking to envelop both individuals and the boat in one go.
Leonard Churchill’s eyes lit up as he watched, “Trick Mystery… Trass’s Magic Box?”
He had read about this spell of the Trickster Sequence in so classic books.
It was said to be true trickery capable of manipulating space!
Leonard had already touched the threshold of the Space Law and vaguely understood the chanics of the spell.
It was sowhat like a Teleportation Array; if caught by the Magic Box, he might really be shifted to another pre-set coordinate.
It seed the “ferryman” had been planning this all along.
However, unfortunately…
It was his first encounter, and Leonard had no idea who was controlling the ferryman or what thods he might have.
But as an assassin of the Black Blade Squad, which belonged to the Orlan Royal Court’s special service group, tracking a target was all too familiar.
Watching the Magic Box appear, the figure in the dark was already prepared, sneering, “Heh, trying to leave? It’s not that easy!”
Before the Magic Box could completely cover the boat, a green ghostly fire burst forth with a “whoosh,” utterly consuming the box in an instant.
At the sa ti, soone barked out, “Seal off this body of water! The guy’s real body is nearby!”
No sooner had these words been spoken than the water elents in the Dark River eerily coalesced into a barrier.
In a mont, the flowing river water turned into a stagnant pool.
Leonard glanced over and murmured, “Water Prison Barrier?”
They were indeed assassins trained by the sa organization.
Their tactical thods were all interlinked.
Though it wasn’t a Disaster Object like [Monet’s Sunrise] that involved the Space Law, Leonard estimated it was a rare, High Tier Relic.
“At least three assassins… a Fourth Tier [assassin]? The one using toxins should be [Heart 3-Magic Potion Apprentice], and there’s a Fifth Tier who manipulates water elents, most likely an [Elent Manipulator]… Eh, didn’t the Black Tooth Granny from the Black Market co? She’s really strong.”
In just the instant of contact, Leonard had already seen through the assassins’ thods.
But from what he had observed so far, these fellows were using the secret arts of the Orlan Royal Family and were quite powerful.
This group would normally be overkill for taking down a Fifth Tier.
…
The three ambushers in the dark unexpectedly discovered the big fish “Lenny” and imdiately redirected their firepower toward him.
They probably figured that the fat sheep was already trapped, and that there would be no harm in dealing with him later.
Apart from the increasingly potent toxins, Leonard didn’t feel any intent directed at himself.
On the other hand, a sudden “thud” under the water exploded into mist.
Leonard watched as a figure clad in a sharkskin cloak was forced out of the water.
At the sa ti, the river water ignited into a sea of flas.
“This guy has a high understanding of Elental Laws…”
Seeing the spell that made the water burn, Leonard imdiately recognized it as a long-lost secret skill [Reversal Spell·Water Burning Mystery] he had only read about in classic books.
It resembled the disassociation of hydrogen and oxygen in water, achieving an elental transformation that caused the water to burn.
The mont Lenny erged, the poison dagger of the Blade Dancer struck.
A dark red short sword created phantoms in the mist, with countless shadow blades tightly besieging Lenny, leaving him no space to escape.
That kind of skill with a short sword was not that of an ordinary assassin. Leonard had finally confird the person’s Professional Sequence and thought, “So it’s not [assassin], but a [Diamond A-Samurai] from the Blade Dancer Sequence…”
Weapon specialization sequences could push the prowess of weapons to their limits.
However, weirdly enough, despite seemingly being hit, no blood was spilled.
Instead, sparks flew, and a “clang, clang, clang…” tallic clash could be heard.
Upon closer inspection, Leonard noticed that part of Lenny’s body was made of tal, and his eyes brightened, “Huh, chanical Prosthesis?”
It was not the external chanical arm seen in the outside world.
It was a chanical Prosthesis!
Before he could see what happened next, Lenny pulled out two cards that exploded with a bang, and suddenly, ten grinning Puppets appeared by his side.
Seeing this, Leonard’s pupils shrank slightly, and he finally confird sothing, “Indeed, he’s from the Trickster Sequence. What exactly is this guy’s relationship with Domingo?”
There were indeed so Puppet Masters in the East Wilderness.
But Lenny’s manipulation of the Puppets was uncannily similar to that of “Puppeteer” Domingo.
There must be so connection between the two!
…
Initially, Lenny was at a nurical disadvantage alone.
But the mont the Puppets appeared, spraying water, shooting fire, emitting poison gas, and triggering machinery…
He instantly reversed the disadvantage.
On closer examination, Lenny’s actual body had more than one chanical Prosthesis.
Now and then, this guy would extend chanical arms from beneath his cloak, one mont wielding shields, the next swords, or shooting out a barrage of mini-missiles.
He wasn’t a traditional Trickster, but one proficient in chanical Technology!
Leonard found this all quite refreshing and intriguing, musing, “Quite interesting… This guy has turned his own body into a chanical Puppet?”
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