Assassin's Will [Quick Transmigration]

The mage stood still, and in front of him was the ancient call.

The assassin stood in front of the opened door, wearing a flying white assassin robe, outlining his powerful body.There seemed to be stars in his silver-gray eyes.

"What's behind the door of truth?" Xiu asked.

"It's the buried past." Jiang Ye smiled, looked at him and said, "It's my best friend, the god of mages in the age of mythology, the story of Xiu Saphiris."

Similarly, it is also his deepest memory, the most secret confession.

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The long wind blows over the sacred mountain, soaring into the clouds, connecting the two worlds.

Above the clouds is the place of the gods, named "Patis". On the mountain, apart from the king of gods, there are seven main gods, each of which has extremely strong power, enough to move freely in the plane.

Their existence represents strength.

Under the sacred mountain is the human world.In order to pray for the favor of the gods, human beings set up seven temples and the temple of light on the ground, and selected excellent priests to preside over the worship of the gods.

Among them, the Temple of Light is the most prosperous.

The God Realm has experienced several wars, and countless gods have fallen in the wars.Today's God Realm is already the fifth generation of gods, ruled by the God King of Light, and it has been another ten thousand years.

The peace lasted so long that the gods became lazy and contented with pleasure.

The desires of the gods are thus liberated to the fullest, simply because they are not bound by anything.

"Have you heard that the God King brought back a young man from the abyss?"

"Born in chaos, grew up in the abyss, the God of Destiny prophesied that his life would be turbulent, he would kill and lead chaos, his life would be like a blade, and he would not be stable."

"Now that the war in the God Realm is over, what will the God King do to bring such a person back to the Pantheon?"

"...What does that one think, who knows."

The blond-haired black-robed Dharma God learned the news through the message of Fengshen.

Fengshen used the wind as a medium to inform: "The king of gods held a banquet in the Pantheon Hall, and invited the seven main gods to attend to welcome the new members of Shenshan."

The god of law has lived in seclusion all year round, but he is ranked among the seven main gods, just because he is so powerful that it is frightening.

Even the warlike God of War doesn't really want to meet this mage face to face, because it is very troublesome to be an enemy of him.He seems to know endless spells, which can make people hard to guard against.

Fortunately, he has a withdrawn and indifferent personality, as if he does not eat fireworks in the world. Whether it is fighting for beliefs or expanding the temple, he is the transparent ghost who does not fight or grab.

Over time, among the seven main gods, he was like an invisible person, walking alone, and no one knew his temperament, mood, anger, and interests.

The God of War called him a "lonely person", and the God of Wind made fun of him as "a strange man from Mount Shenshan" and "a weirdo from Patis", but everyone agreed with the title of God of Beauty, either praising or derogating him, calling him "The Lonely Mage".

The reason is that the Goddess of Beauty used to rely on her beauty and went to seduce the mage, trying to make him a servant under her skirt.

She dressed up, put on the most gorgeous and sexy clothes to visit, tried her best to seduce, but was ignored by the mage in the research state for seven days and seven nights.

Finally, when he realized it, the magic research had come to an end.He raised his head, glanced at her exposed chest and alluring figure as if looking at an object, and asked in a cold but polite tone, "Why are you still here? Is there anything I can do to help you?"

She became angry from embarrassment, threw the gorgeous hair crown on the ground on the ground, and said angrily: "Lonely mage, you will be with your book for the rest of your life!"

The broken halberd of the god of beauty made those who coveted the cold and noble face of the mage back away.

Everyone said: "That is a perfect god without desire."

Apart from his pursuit of wisdom and knowledge, he has no weaknesses and is extremely cold-hearted.

Fashen always thinks about issues with "gods", "human beings" or "world rules" as the main body, and personal desires, needs and ideals are never within the scope of his thinking.

The God King praised him, saying that he was the most perfect defender of the rules.

Fashen was noncommittal about this, and still went his own way, extremely lonely and cold.

On the sacred mountain, where the gods live, everyone indulges in pleasure, forms alliances and cliques, vents killing, appetite and sexual desire, but this kind of arrogance that everyone is intoxicated and I am alone is the most intolerable.

But the mage doesn't need others to understand.

His sunshine-like blond hair spread over the wide black robe, like flowing broken gold, bright and sacred.

But the mage's complexion is pale and indifferent, his eyebrows are slightly frowned, his skin that has been kept under the black robe all year round is white and transparent, and the drooping eyelashes seem to be riding a cluster of light, and finally melt into the golden eyes. In the eyes.

He sorted out his research manuscripts, wrote down the newly invented spells, and then took his thick spell book as usual and walked towards the Pantheon.

His hand rested on the bronzing logo of thorns and flames, which was particularly eye-catching on the black spell book casing.

His black robe meanders, walking through the clouds, as if in heaven and water.

Those Shenshan maids in white robes passed by his side laughing and laughing, showing no respect to the Lord God at all.

Xiu wasn't angry either, he just calmly passed by the sky garden floating in the clouds.The front door is the magnificent pantheon, the residence of the god king, and the gathering place of the gods.

When he walked up the steps, he had a strange feeling that he was out of place with the God Realm.

There is a ray of free and lonely wind blowing, engulfing the breath of the first snow.

The sorcerer turned his head, but the steps were empty and empty, with no one there.

"Is this a foresight?" he said to himself.

Above the temple, the banquet has been bustlingly set up.Delicacy, wine and flowers were sent to the pantheon one after another, and placed in front of the seat of each main god. The lower gods stood on both sides and poured wine for the main hall gods they served.

All the gods were present, only the king of gods was late.

The luxurious robes of the king of gods seem to be woven with bright golden threads, with a golden crown on his head and a scepter in his hand, his majesty is natural.

And behind him was a young man in a white robe with silver hair, his arm armor was damaged, and the hem of the white robe was torn and stained with blood.

His silver-gray eyes were filled with deep darkness, and his eyes were as dark as ashes.But he has a handsome and awe-inspiring face, like the ice and snow on the top of a sacred mountain, cold and lonely.

That kind of extreme beauty is as dazzling as the stars.

The enchanting figure of the goddess of beauty softened ambiguously, she nodded her red lips, and cast a wink at her.

Several main gods also gave some attention.

The young man is like an unpolished knife, sharp, fierce, yet fragile and beautiful.

The king of gods smiled lightly and said, "The purpose of summoning you today is to introduce this child to everyone. He is the son of chaos and the abyss. I promise to bring him to the holy mountain and give him a place to stay."

There were some whispers in the field.

The king of gods never did anything frivolous, and bringing him before the gods showed that this young man would be of great use in the future.

The king of gods smiled and said, "I'm busy with my affairs. I don't know which god is willing to take on the responsibility of teaching him and letting him integrate into the mountain?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was silence everywhere, and the atmosphere froze for a moment.

No one knows what the unpredictable God King is going to do, so no one dares to take over rashly.

The God King seemed to have expected this, and he said slowly: "He is the son of the abyss and chaos, a born god of killing, blood and killing are commonplace for him, as long as a little bit of sex, you can get your own godhead, yes It's not difficult for him at all."

It is an open secret that a god's divinity is acquired during battle or creation.

The king of gods seems to be naked | saying that he will become the best tool and the cruelest executioner.

Someone in the field was tempted.

God of War is warlike and lustful, and he felt a little itchy for this lonely and tall boy, so he blinked ambiguously and said, "You can teach me any way you want?"

The God King smiled calmly and said, "Yes, as long as you are not afraid of backlash."

The god of war responded with a sneer.

How many people were vying to climb up his bed, he didn't think that he would not be able to play with a teenager and be reduced to the point of being backlashed.

The God of Death picked up the wine glass, put it to his lips, and said flatly, "You want to get there first? Don't ask my opinion? Your Highness, I just need an executioner to help me harvest souls."

The gods worship desire, but also worship power.

If it is profitable, then this kind of person is what he wants to win. For a while, there are not a few gods who throw olive branches at him. Among the seven main gods, three are quite excited and joined the competition for the title of "teacher". ranks of identities.

This is the practice of Shenshan. Newly joined gods always choose a main god to attach to, so as to slowly hone their priesthood, and then separate from the main god.

If you are lucky and not suppressed by the main god, you will also compete for a place in the sacred mountain where the weak eat the strong.

But the silver-haired boy standing in the center still had indifferent and proud eyes, as if looking at a group of insignificant ants.

The mage glanced at him, seeming to ponder.He didn't speak, the boy raised his eyes and looked at him as well, the ashes in his eyes were as lonely as ice and snow, but there was a dark fire.

Such a disposition, if the Lord God wants to get rid of it, I am afraid that it will suffer.

The mage thought, what happened to the child who stood here last time being taken away by God of War?

He didn't hear his name again after that.

For some unknown reason, the mage put down the book in his hand and said abruptly, "Then ask the god king to teach me."

The god king was surprised, he never thought that the silent mage would ask him for a new god at the banquet of the gods.

But he continued to smile: "God of wisdom, magic and reason, Your Excellency Hugh Saphiris, you are the perfect teacher."

The God King really treated him kindly, and quietly excluded all other contenders.

God of War sighed regretfully, drank another glass of fine wine, his eyes swept over the young man like hooks.

And the other party didn't give a glance, just looked at his future instructor.

Xiu got up, and the black robe was winding on the ground, like undulating waves.

The light projected in from outside the Pantheon, the mage's long golden hair swayed in the wind, his back was thin and lonely.

He walked up to him and stretched out his hand, and said calmly, "Are you willing to go with me? I will teach you how to become a qualified god."

The lonely and flexible shoulder blades of the young Shenzi eagle were slightly tensed, and he was on guard and judging.

Xiu was not in a hurry, but waited patiently for his answer, his gilt eyes lowered slightly, but it was cold and silent.

He is different, in the holy mountain where desire is extraordinarily straightforward and naked, his eyes are so clean that they are almost empty, as if they are not stained with any darkness or filth, and have a kind of real clarity and light.

The silver-haired young god finally spoke, his voice was clean and hoarse like the first snow.

He said: "My name is Jiang Ye, Jiang Ye Xie Erlun."

This is their first meeting.

Maybe it was because the gaze that was branded in Ye Mou was too unforgettable, and the light of the Pantheon was so dim that when he thought of that day, he would feel like the first ray of light shining into the abyss.

At that time, Shenshan was cruel and cruel like hell, but Jiang Ye held tightly to his only paradise.

The sorcerer lives in seclusion, and his Dharma Temple has always been the place with the least incidents and the quietest place in Shenshan.

He didn't even accept the servants of the gods, and the entire temple was empty except for a few mage apprentices.

Once Xiu conducts research, he can shut himself down for ten years.But now he has a little tail, he follows wherever he goes, like a wandering ghost.

Holding the book in his arms, his eyes were indifferent and cold, and he said, "You can do what you want."

Jiang Ye looked at him and said in a deep voice, "You haven't taught anything yet."

Xiu slightly lowered his head, looked at the young man who had just reached his shoulder, and asked softly, "What do you want to learn from me?"

Jiang Ye said: "What is God?"

this question is difficult to answer

However, Xiu replied seriously: "It is the world that empowers it, and at the same time shoulders the responsibility."

The silver-haired and gray-eyed boy sneered, "But the gods on the mountain are clearly a collection of desire and indulgence."

Although he was young, he looked sober but lonely, full of wild animal-like spikes.

Xiu smiled lightly and said, "What kind of gods they are, does it have anything to do with what kind of god you want to be?"

Jiang Ye was suffocated, he couldn't answer.

The wise mage took him by the battle-scarred hand and led him into his temple.In the lonely temple, apart from books, there are spell inscriptions carved on the wall. There are no treasures, no beauties, and no offerings.

The mage's hands were cool, well-knitted, long and slender.

"Why did you come to Shenshan?"

"I was born in chaos and grew up in the abyss. I have been with darkness and slaughter. I have fought against the monsters in the abyss so far, so I can barely survive." He sneered shortly, and said: "That kind of battle is because you are born to live on the mountain of God. , is beyond the imagination of a condescending god. I want to gain freedom, power and glory, and I can only do so by becoming the Lord God.”

"It's not born like this." Xiu Que said.

"Ok?"

"The gods who can survive in the holy mountain are very remarkable. It is much more difficult than killing monsters in the abyss."

The boy didn't believe it, he shook off his hand, and said coldly, "Are you going to stop me?"

He is like a ferocious hedgehog, who used to only know how to fight until he died. No one taught him what is right and wrong, what is right and what is evil, what is morality, and what is responsibility.

Xiu thought for a while and asked, "Do you want to gain freedom, power and glory?"

Jiang Ye nodded.

Xiu smiled, and said: "If you want to have power and glory, it's very simple. You will get it sooner or later." Then he lowered his eyelashes, and golden streamers fell into his eyes, with a touch of compassion .

He replied: "But as a god, there is no real freedom."

Jiang Ye had a meal and said: "I don't believe it, they can do whatever they want"

"Do whatever you want, is that true freedom?" Xiu shook his head and said: "The ultimate of all magic is rationality, and the origin of the world's will is balance. The more you search, the more you are bound by shackles. You can't get real freedom." His sighs and sorrows, but no one can understand.

Jiang Ye thought for a while, and said bluntly: "I don't understand, you teach me." Although his tone was awkward, he bowed his head in front of him.

Xiu thought, this child should be properly guided.

The God King was indeed using him, and every time Jiang Ye was summoned to the Pantheon, it was to help the Highness God King do some secret things.

He is an assassin raised by the god king in the dark, the best knife.

Except for Xiu, no one knew that he was working for the God King.

And Jiang Ye has no objection to being used as a killing tool. He believes that this is a "mission" and an exchange with His Royal Highness. Therefore, when he twisted the rebel's neck, he did not hesitate to take the damaged He didn't even blink when the corpse was thrown down the mountain.

But he will wash off the blood on his hands, return to the Fa Temple as usual, and accept Xiu's teachings.

Xiu didn't stop what he did, but told him: "You should have your own judgment, if you think it's okay to kill, then you do it, if you think it's wrong, you can let him go , when you can control your own behavior and will, you will be a little closer to the freedom you seek."

Jiang Ye paused and asked, "What kind of people should die, and what kind of people shouldn't?"

Xiu patted his head and said, "You have to think about it yourself."

The next mission of the God King is to assassinate a demigod king in the world.

The reason is disrespect to the gods.

When the king asked for expensive sacrifices in the Temple of Light, he smashed the temple angrily, exiled all the priests of Light, and then exchanged the saved money for food to feed his hungry people.

When the god's messenger warned him from the lower realm, he tricked him into the woods and trapped him in an attempt to deceive the gods.

The king of gods was furious, and wanted to cut off Ye's head and present it as a sacrifice to the Temple of Light next time.

But the young assassin hesitated for the first time when he walked through the king's land.

He saw that the king managed his land in an orderly manner, his people praised his achievements, his courtiers loved him, and he was a wise king.

How easy it is for an assassin with silver hair and gray eyes to take a human life.

But he hesitated for three days in the king's land, and did not act until the god king sent a wind message and urged him impatiently.

He missed three chances, and the last time, his dagger landed on the king's neck, but it couldn't fall.

Wangcheng is looking for assassins everywhere.

So he took out the spell talisman Xiu gave him for the first time in the lower realm, and asked: "...he committed a crime of blasphemy, should I judge him? Should I kill him?"

Upon hearing such a question, the mage put down his research and went down the sacred mountain for the first time in hundreds of years.

He picked up his god-level assassin on the outside of the palace wall. The boy was like an abandoned big cat, wrapped in his white robe, curled up outside the palace wall, dripping wet, with deep confusion in his heart.

He was finally no longer a machine that only knew about killing, and for the first time began to think about the correctness of killing.

Xiu set up a barrier, and opened an invisible barrier for him, covering the drizzle.He was drying his wet hair bit by bit under the eaves, like a silent spring breeze, with a different kind of gentleness.

He said: "If you don't want to kill him, I can help you." He lowered his eyes, hugged the young man who was struggling with him in his arms and softly comforted him, and said, "I can help you solve everything, just tell me your truth Do you want to kill him?"

Closing Ye Hui's eyes, he said in a deep voice, "I don't think he deserves to die."

Xiu smiled, and he said, "Okay."

The strongest mage can even steal the sky and change the sun.

The mage set up an illusion in this city that was enough to deceive the king of gods. He just stretched out his thick spell book, and colorful magic streams emerged, and then quickly filled the entire sky, forming golden lines.

The king of gods spies from the clouds, as if to find evidence of the assassin's treason.

He saw the assassin raised his knife and cut off the head of the demigod king indifferently. His body fell down and turned into a piece of verdant green grass. Where his blood flowed, it turned into a rushing river. He saw The assassin offered his head to the altar, then put away his knife and walked away.

The king of gods left satisfied.

The golden illusion is operating regularly, like a dream, separating the heaven and the earth, deceiving the eyes of the sun and the moon, and deceiving the peeping of the god king.But the deceitful mage still smiled faintly, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

He put the cow's skull on the tray, tapped it with his finger, and it became a human head.

"That's it, you can go to the mountain of God. I can guarantee that the king of God will not see it." There was a faint light in the mage's gilt eyes, and he turned his head to the side, looked at the young assassin, and said lightly: "What embarrassment is there in the future?" Wherever you go, ask me for help."

Jiang Ye paused, and looked at him with a clear look.

He stared at him with compassionate and kind eyes, and said, "Why don't I help you?"

Jiang Ye looked at all this miraculous, but the mage who led this deceitful deception stood with his hands behind his back.

"Am I getting closer to freedom?" he asked.

Xiu replied reassuringly, "Yes, you are getting closer to it."

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The chapters of the age of mythology may be written a little more, it may not be the kind of sweet love in the traditional sense, but it involves the core setting ww

Including why Jiang Ye advocated freedom, his life experience, experience and personality changes.

Repair the original setting, character and concept core.

Therefore, their initial relationship was from the mentor and the educated—the best friends who have different ideas in the end—the lovers who run into each other.

This is the first stage, that is to say, Ye Ye's initial world view is basically modified.

Even though he disagreed with some of Xiu's viewpoints, it could even be said that he hated him for being overly responsible for the world, but Xiu always illuminated his way forward, probably because of this feeling.

The key words of this piece are probably first meeting, admiration, dependence?

Comparing my heart, this article is more written, because it is the core part of this article.

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