Punk sneered after seeing these Assassins who escaped into the shadow plane.
The spell, Dust of Appearance, had already spread into the surrounding area and dyed every leaf of this area's trees into a golden color; its effect even transcended the barrier of space and marked the two Assassins with a layer of glowing phosphors dust, making them highly noticeable in this dark environment.
A cruel smile appeared on Punk's cold face!
"You really should not have underestimated a prepared Mage."
In Punk's hands, a small gray ball with a palm's size was floating up and down, and a highly ominous energy fluctuation emanated from it.
After two seconds, the two unlucky Assassins were forced to show themselves as they could no longer support the heavy shadow energy consumption, but even if they could stay longer inside the shadow plane, it would not have brought any advantage as now... a large amount of dazzling golden substance was attached to them.
The powdery substance from the "Dust of Appearance" could not be removed easily, so now these two graceful ladies in tight clothes could not hide with their glowing silhouettes, as they were very conspicuous, especially in the dark night. And even their sophisticated shadow techniques, in which they were very skilled, could no longer help them to conceal themselves.
As soon as one of the Assassins appeared in the real world, the curse spell in Punk's hands fell on her head mercilessly!
The Assassin who was forced to reveal her figure, was naturally somewhat unprepared. However, she exerted all her strength to gather as many shadows as possible and shroud her entire upper body.
Strictly speaking, even though shadow energy wasn't particularly effective for defense, the defensive effort of this lady Assassin at this moment exceeded that of the ogre Punk had encountered earlier by many times. However, her efforts were destined to be in vain. The lethality of this trainee-level damage spell far surpassed the apprentice-level Minor Damage. Even if a robust warrior with strong damage resistance techniques had replaced her, they would still undoubtedly suffer severe injuries. So, when an Assassin with no significant defense or sturdy physique faced this spell, the result could only be described as "One will shed tears upon seeing it, and one will become sorrowful upon hearing it!"
As the dense gray light net flickered in the area near the Assassin's head, her entire upper body turned into scattered pieces of meat with less than one centimeter in size. The fountain of bright red blood poured on her still standing lower body, and with the golden glowing effect, this scene looked shocking in the night!
The Assassin on the other side was stunned for a moment. She watched her companion turn into fleshy flesh by her side...Two rows of clear tears slowly shed from her cheeks, which was crystal clear under the radiance of the golden powder all over her body, then her expression became vicious and resentful, her green eyes gleaming like a lone wolf abandoned by the world!
"You savage!!! I will kill you!"
Knowing that hiding was meaningless, she urged all the shadow energy on her body to attach to the two sharp short blades in her hand. Her sharp nails sank deeply into the palm of her hand due to excessive force, and drops of bright red blood dripped down through the dark green blades.
There was no more talking, or more accurately, both of them had nothing else to say. The final lady Assassin only stared at Punk lifelessly; there was no more grief in her eyes as if her heart was dead after the death of the first Assassin, and now her only wish was to take the enemy down with her.
Ignoring the strain on her body, she madly pored bursts of shadow energy on the two blades. She was now like a poisonous snake whose tell was stepped on, and she was preparing to give the enemy her sharpest and deadliest strike. The two daggers in her hand have been dyed by the dark shadow and almost melted into the night. Without any light reflection, the pitch-black blades had the feelings of darkness and terror that could swallow everything!
"Brake for me!!!"
Accompanied by the hoarse roar, the lady Assassin began to burn her life force and activated the skill "Shadow Dash." She overloaded this skill with energy In order to output as much damage as possible while completely ignoring her safety. She most likely intended to die with this final attack. This was also the ultimate creed of an Assassin; when facing failure, turn yourself into a sharp blade, and pierce the target's chest!
"Your death is approaching, and you still talking big?"
Punk coldly watched the dashing Assassin lady who was still emitting golden light.
At last, her dagger and Punk's mage armor clashed with great force. The collision of energies produced a sound akin to the piercing cry of a dying beast, and a substantial amount of shadow energy and blue mana fragments scattered from the point of contact between the dagger and the armor. Under the violent energy tide, the ground under their feet was also fragmented, and a small area of the forest was illuminated by this burst of strong, colorful flashes.
Watching this scene happen through the translucent mage armor, Punk felt anger for the first time after coming to the universe.
Just three days ago, when these peoples ambushed and killed his team member, they brazenly said things like, "Will not miss again!"
And just now, these two sisters killed the last two of his group member in front of him.
And now, Punk just did what was normal for an adversary, which was to kill his enemy! And this little lady behaved as if he was some heinous villain. Could it be that she was the only one who was allowed to kill other people's companions? But others weren't allowed to retaliate? How could there be such a good thing in the world! And even if there was! That was dictated by absolute strength!
"How can you, a powerless waste, have the right to behave like a righteous comrade? It is disgusting."
In the last sentence, Punk almost roared out in a low voice!
The already angry Punk did not continue to wait for this "righteous hypocrite" to pierce the mage armor. He controlled the mage armor to explode the magic structure fiercely, and a powerful shock wave spread out to the outside. This was one of the applications of mage armor. This clever technique exploited the magical structure of the mage armor, causing it to rupture and release a substantial amount of mana, generating a powerful shock wave that pushed back or even knocked nearby enemies.
The unguarded Assassin lost her balance from the sudden energy impact. Although she wasn't sent flying because of her dash's strength, she still felt dizzy and falling to the ground.
The Shadow dash, which was suddenly interrupted by a large amount of violent external energy, blew up all the remaining energy.The unleashed shadow energy, combined with Punk's mana from the mage armor's explosion, harmed her insides. She coughed up a lot of blood, and fragments of her internal organs came out of her mouth. Half of her face was covered in her own blood, making the once-beautiful Assassin lady appear extremely miserable .
The Assassin, whose consciousness was already in a hazy state, still stared at Punk's face under the hood with hatred and unwillingness in her eyes.
"It's better not to speak nonsense when you don't have the strength to back up those words."
Punk ridicule mercilessly with a cold face, and at the same time, he aimed at the place between the enemy's eyebrows, with the slingshot spell that was already completed in his hand.
The Assassin lady, unable to move due to the violent energy backlash, tried to once again lift the dagger that fell beside her. However, the blood on the dagger's handle caused it to slip from her trembling hands again.
In the end, the Assassin lady could only give up the unrealistic idea of picking up the dagger again. She chose to exhaust her last bit of strength to support her severely injured body. And, like a severely wounded beast, she loudly roared!
"You killed elder sister Nina. You killed my last relative! I will make you pay! I will! I will! I will make you pay the price!"
Punk gazed at the enemy, now in a state of hysteria, with an emotionless expression. It was as if he were appreciating an unexplainable work of art. Eventually, he nonchalantly shook his head and promptly unleashed the slingshot spell in his hand without any pause or hesitation!