491 Im That Fast and Quick (2/2)

It didnt require a spatial mark, and as long as one could see the location, one could go there.

As long as there was enough magic power.

He stood up.

The action stunned his friends in the cellar.

Roland continued to make a gesture of silence.

Then he disappeared from the cellar.

The round-faced girl had just lifted her robe and hadnt even taken off her pants yet.

Then she felt what seemed to be a surge of magic behind her, and then her mouth was covered by someone.

A stabbing pain then appeared on the left side of her chest. Her screams were trapped inside her mouth, muffled.

Her gaze instinctively moved down to see a flaming longsword protruding from her chest.

The robe at her chest was burning, and then she felt weak and lost consciousness in less than three seconds.

Not even the basic survival reflex of struggling was present.

When she was conscious again, she found herself transported back to the dark room.

The enemys assassination techniques were too nimble.

Huh?

Huh?

I died just like that?

Who did it?

How did he manage to walk in from outside the summoned creatures airtight defensive circle?

Even the best Assassins would not be able to escape the probing of the celestial wolves, deer women, and fairies that had anti-stealth abilities.

The round-faced girl turned on the black balls live feed, but because of the system restrictions, she could only watch her teams actions through the screen.

This was the so-called team viewer mode.

She then saw her teammates, who were clearly starting to panic.

After the round-faced girl was defeated, her summons naturally disappeared.

There were more than seventy of them, and with all of them gone at once, anyone who wasnt an idiot could sense that something was wrong.

Her teammates quickly arrived at the spot where she had an accident, only to see the body of the round-faced girl, slowly becoming transparent.

A girl looked at the wounds on the corpse and said, A fire-attributed blade went in through her back, its definitely a high-level Assassin. The enemy has already gotten equipment in the ruins, but how did he get in?

The girls were all nervous.

Although this was a magical world, and they were pretty good at fighting, as women, there was still some instinctive fear of unseen enemies.

Now, we have to try to stay together and not separate, or else well give the enemy a chance to attack again. The captain of the scouting team, Jessica, frowned and said, Keep up the reconnaissance with the summons, the enemy has snuck in and we still havent found anything. We have to get serious. Let a group of celestial wolves come over and take in the scent, we cant miss any traces.

At this point, a girl raised her hand and said sheepishly, What about the metabolism problem from now on?

Everyone looked at Jessica with eager eyes.

Jessica thought for a moment and said, When the time comes, go as a group of four for support and protection. The other girls showed expressions of disgust.

Taking care of the metabolism problem in the wild and requiring protection meant getting close, so wouldnt that mean smelling each others poop?

Not cool.

Which of these rich fair-skinned girls didnt have some obsession with cleanliness!

Its better to smell something than to have your ass blown straight up with a hot, sharp dagger while youre in a squat.

At the thought of that miserable image, the girls felt a chill crawl up their spines to the back of their heads.

Goosebumps rose all over their bodies.

All right so itll stink a little.

Roland had teleported back to the cellar, smiling proudly.

This quick and fierce strike from a thousand miles away felt so cool.

No wonder there were so many people in the sneaky profession of Assassins.

It turned out that it really was a particularly thrilling feeling

Under normal circumstances, Teleportation would produce magical fluctuations.

Anyone who knew a little magic could feel it.

But the problem was that there were too many summoned creatures around, and all of them were projections of aggregated magic power.

In other words, there were sources of different fluctuating magic power scurrying around everywhere, and the bit of fluctuation generated by Rolands Teleportation was like a small wave in the ocean tide, not conspicuous at all. It would even be treated as a part of the summoned creatures magical fluctuations. When his friends saw his smug expression, they whispered and asked him what had just happened.

Roland laughed and whispered, Just stabbed a Summoner girl.

Their jaws dropped.

Li Lin stared blankly at Rolands abdomen and said with a frightened and exaggerated tone and expression, Youre that fast!