Chapter 178 How Can I Still Fail in Face-to-Face Assassination?

Just when Annan was thinking about Salvatore, Salvatore reached out to Annan as if he had a good heart. https://

"Annan? Can you hear me?"

In the floor-to-ceiling mirror of Annan's bathroom, Salvatore's face appeared.

It can be seen that Salvatore is a little nervous.

He moved a small stool and sat upright in front of the mirror in formal clothes. He leaned forward slightly, his hands on his knees.

He glanced at Dongzhi's hand standing behind Annan's side with only half of his body showing, and seemed a little embarrassed, "There are still people over there..."

"That's just an elder who is taking care of my life."

The water on Annan's body has not been completely dried, and his hair is a little wet. The upper body is covered in heavy, furry clothes.

He gave a gentle and harmless smile, "My family is very insecure. They always feel that maybe I will be kidnapped suddenly... So when I am at home, there is usually at least one person around. staring at me."

"That must be very uncomfortable."

"It's also a good idea."

Annan replied.

He tilted his head, "Is there something wrong with me suddenly? Or... Experiment with this new ritual?"

"Oh yes, Annan!"

Hearing Annan's words, Salvatore came to his senses, "This is my newly developed ritual, what do you think?"

"In the mirror field?"

"That's right!"

Salvatore's eyebrows were full of exhaustion, but his tone was quite excited, "I thought before that the teacher is now the Pope of the person in the mirror... So can you let me see the person in the mirror with my own eyes? "

"The results of it?"

"The result is really good!"

Senior Salvatore happily shared what he saw: "Before the man in the mirror held the sublimation ceremony, he was my idol! His ability to give life to the golem,

As well as the superb technique of manipulating time, I admire and envy very much... But I don't have the adaptability of the idol school, so I can only envy it.

"This time I'm going to get the Man in the Mirror's signed token - it can be used as an unlimited number of real names and has a considerable degree of power in itself. With this token providing a constant stream of 'infinitely overlapping echoes', I am We can experiment with new rituals in the mirror realm!"

You end up making a video call?

Annan's expression was a little weird.

But it's really convenient...

"What is the name of this ritual? How much does it cost?"

"I call it [Mirror of Friends]."

"It's a pretty straightforward name."

"I can't think of a cool name for a while... The materials are very simple. In addition to the influence of the person in the mirror, you only need to paste a friend's picture on the back of the mirror, plus snake egg liquid and eagle eye extract. And the tears of the white calf, plus the curse that provides the power of the curse - I'm using my own blood for the time being.

"As for what cheaper and more stable spells to replace in the future... I will find another way to optimize it."

Having said that, Salvatore showed a bright smile, "After all, I sleep less time than ordinary people...you know it."

"Well, after all, I'm your secret keeper."

Annan nodded.

After Clarence's death, Annan became Salvatore's keeper.

Because of the curse of [Sleepless Reflection], Salvatore was forced to stay up all night every day. Go to bed at three in the morning and wake up at nine...

And the second curse he obtained when he advanced to silver also allowed him to sleep no more than six hours a day-for every hour of sleep, his apparent age would decrease by one year, but his lifespan would not increase.

...but in general, there are ways to circumvent it.

After all, in the judgment, a coma does not count as sleep.

So Salvatore's mood calmed down instead - as long as he stayed up late until he was in a coma, he would be able to make up for his sleep naturally.

Once you accept this setting, then this is a reasonable excuse to stay up late and work overtime.

"But you came to contact me specially, just to test the effect of the ritual?"

Annan asked.

"I've actually tried it twice with 'long distance' and 'name change' - this time mainly to see if this ritual can cross the Great Barrier and achieve foreign communication. The results are obviously good ."

Salvatore is obviously in a good mood. "The other thing is to tell you about the news from Noah's side... You guys walked so cleanly that I couldn't get in touch with you if I wanted to find someone."

As he spoke, he began to complain.

"Okay okay," Annan reassured him, "what news? About Kaphne?"

"...I think there are, but that's not important. In the capital, there is a fallen man named Gorefiend, you know? He is very demonized, and the [appendage] is almost formed, which is roughly equivalent to no awakening element. the golden stage."

Salvatore recalled and said slowly, "But he was killed not long ago."

"That [Ritualist Killer]? Wasn't he killed long ago?"

"Originally, Philip thought he had killed the Gorefiend, but he didn't expect that the Gorefiend had only one head left, but he still didn't die."

Salvatore explained, "Then he was attacked by the Gorefiend in his room...seems very embarrassed, and his lover was also killed by the Gorefiend. But he was lucky to be safe in the end."

"... Philip isn't dead yet?"

Annan was very surprised. "How did he do it?"

He was not surprised that the Gorefiend was not dead.

Because at that time, the one who dealt with the Gorefiend was Delicious Feng Goose—he did not kill the Gorefiend on purpose.

This was originally a collaboration between them. It's just that very few know about it.

But what made Annan wonder...why did the Gorefiend fail to kill the unsuspecting Philip?

Philip is not an extraordinary person of the golden level.

Neither supernatural nor fallen. Just a senior ritualist.

How to assassinate the big crispy skin in the face, how can it still fail? This damage is poured to death.

Are you embarrassed?

On the other hand, Salvatore vaguely figured out something from Annan's attitude.

"...So the Gorefiend is yours?"

Salvatore's expression suddenly became very strange. His upper body was greatly raised backwards, making a difficult tactical lean back.

"Be careful not to fall over."

Annan reminded, "Also, the Gorefiend is not mine. It's just the Delicious Wind Goose who brought the Gorefiend to Philip's house."

"I see……"

Salvatore suddenly felt a little regretful.

After knowing that the assassination of Philip was Annan's idea, he immediately changed the conversation and stopped pitying Philip, but began to turn around and regret that Philip was not dead. "That should be because you didn't communicate well.

"The Gorefiend didn't actually jump out to assassinate Philip himself, but his existence was detected. So he was forced to jump out and assassinate - but in the end he failed."

"He was discovered?"

"Yes."

Salvatore replied, "It is the saint of sacrifice, the 'one who opposes himself'. He went to the capital to search for the blood demon... Any fallen person with 'flesh and blood' as a characteristic ability will be found and attacked by him. Kill. This is the most he has done in the past ten years.

"His purpose is to prevent the holy bones of the 'sacrifice' from falling into the hands of the fallen."

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