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While Ning Feng continued to search for the other party, on the tower in the distance, the vampire who had fallen into a coma opened her eyes silently.

Her eyeballs moved slightly, "she" looked at Shilin's back next to her as she looked at the changes in the sky, her eyes lit up with cold scarlet!

It is exactly the same as the blood moon in the sky.

Her upper body was raised at an anti-human angle, and she sat up directly from the ground without making any sound during the whole process.

Fran's eyes seemed a little confused, but she soon regained her composure, raised her right hand and pointed it like a knife.

The slender and weak fingers that originally looked like they were shining with metallic light became astonishingly sharp.

She stood up silently, without causing any airflow, and thrust out with all her strength at Shirin's back without hesitation!!!

Clang!!!

But before the gleaming nails pierced Shirin's body, she hit an invisible barrier half a meter away from her back.

The blood burst, and Fran's fingers were twisted and deformed under the huge impact, but her expression did not change at all and she continued to attack forward!

boom.

The figure that had just stepped was blown away, and Fran was hit hard on the wall behind her.

boom!

"cough!"

The smell of blood gushed out of his mouth, and his already weak body almost fell into coma.

"I said……"

Shirin, who turned her back and seemed unaware of Fran's actions, slowly turned around.

"Is this how you vampires repay your savior?"

I helped you after all, but the first thing you do when you wake up is stab me in the back?

Are you polite?

"If I hadn't set a restriction on you in advance, I almost would have succeeded."

Shirin looked at Fran in front of her with curiosity, not expecting that she would actually attack her savior.

Looking at Fran who was staring at her indifferently without saying a word, Shirin raised her eyebrows.

Um?

Feel like something isn't quite right?

Fran didn't look like she was in chaos, she was very conscious.

But the more this happened, the more awkward it made Shirin feel.

What's going on?

This picture doesn't recognize me...

If it was Fran from before, she would never have this attitude after waking up.

When she found out that she was not dead, and was even saved by the maid she had coerced before, she would never be so calm.

Even if Fran doubted the world on the spot, Shirin would not be surprised.

And Fran is actually so calm now?

Keenly observing every detail of the opponent's body, Shirin was convinced that the opponent had not been swapped out and was still the assassin she had saved.

"Don't you remember what happened before?"

Still no answer, Shirin felt that the current situation was even more special.

Amnesia?

It's not quite like it. The other person doesn't have the emptiness and fear of losing his memory, and is too calm.

Now, there is a second possibility, and the probability of it being the truth is very high.

"Do you have a dual personality?"

Yes, this is the most reliable conclusion that Shirin can think of immediately.

Xilin is not Ning Feng. Her channels for obtaining information are very limited, and she has not obtained any information related to the gods at all. In addition, she knows better than Ning Feng that the gods have disappeared for a long time, and she will not think about it there.

Naturally, she regarded Fran's current situation as some kind of self-protection mechanism after training.

For example, when some organizations cultivate killers or some "props" for use in exclusive occasions, they will set up some triggerable mechanisms in their souls.

This is not difficult for a high-level awakened person who can control the spiritual lineage of the soul.

Fran said nothing, lowered her body, and attacked Shirin again.

boom!

Being once again bombarded to the wall by the magic spell, Shirin really felt strange now.

"Your defensive personality is not very good. Still can't you tell the difference between us and the enemy?"

Even if you are in your prime, sister, I can easily control you, let alone your current miserable appearance.

Don’t want your life?

Being trained as a dead soldier?

Staggering, the bones that Shirin casually connected broke again, and Fran limped towards the enemy again.

Tsk.

"It's a little annoying."

He waved his hand at the almost powerless young assassin, and the spell he had been preparing silently since he turned around took effect instantly.

[Confinement Technique]

Unexpectedly, the spell that was supposed to take effect instantly stalled for a moment, and it barely succeeded until several different prohibitions set in advance were triggered.

Click.

With a raised brow, Shirin didn't expect that such a near miss would occur.

"The organization that cultivated you buried special props in your body?"

If she hadn't let down her guard as per her previous habit, something would have almost gone wrong for Shirin.

Fortunately, it seems that I am more skilled.

Do you think this is too much precaution for an assassin who has almost lost his ability to fight?

Have it?

Wasn't it just that three triggering restrictions were set on her body, and then she was made to swallow a special drug, and finally a little hint was set in her soul that she could not attack others?

It’s already very simple!

Isn't this a very routine operation?

There is one thing that still needs to be emphasized again, although Xilin looks more and more like an idiot little woman in front of Ning Feng.

but!

That was only the true self revealed around Ning Feng. In front of others, she was still the mature and mysterious legendary alchemist.

She's not evil, but she's definitely not very kind either.

With more than two hundred years of experience, she has seen all kinds of strange people during her adventures.

Repaying kindness with hatred is not uncommon, and she has seen even more outrageous things.

She never relaxed her guard against others.

Taking a step closer, Shirin looked at Fran who maintained a strange posture in front of her, trying to find out some information from her.

An organization that can bury props in the bodies of fourth-level awakened people is definitely not a small organization.

When their eyes met, the originally indifferent scarlet gaze suddenly changed, and Fran rolled her eyes upwards as if she was in a coma.

Well?

Without figuring out what happened, Shirin suddenly heard a muffled sound.

Boom.

From deep in the tower beneath their feet, there was a sound like a heartbeat.

"What's underneath this tower?"

Dong Dong.

"Is it the legendary pope?"

Who could it be?
To be continued...