Lucia saw some clips when the torrent of magic in the Golden Apple poured into her mind.
From the distant prehistoric world to the vast starry sky.
The grey storm swept the earth.
The dragon and the angel spread their wings and flew high, fighting fiercely in the sky.
The devil's army rushed to attack, and the brave and companions embarked on the journey.
Myths and epics, justice and evil, light and darkness until a huge black ship descends on the earth, the terrible robbers plunder all the valuable things in front of them, whether it is light, justice, darkness, evil, epics and myths, they are all the objects of their captivity.
After the gray Gu ended, myths were born on the earth.
And the era of myth was ended by the huge black ship.
The devastated land brews new life, and a new kingdom will still be established. The eyes that help Lucia witness these history are you, she, and they... From bloodlines that are older than the piercing gun, to the shadows in history she has known throughout the ages, she has become a generation after generation of assassin masters, using their bodies to experience their experiences and memories, to love, hate, adventure, and fight.
Sometimes, she is the hero of light, fighting to the death with the fallen pope in the demonized cathedral.
Sometimes, she is a walking shadow, cleverly disguising herself in the crowd and assassinate the enemy.
Sometimes, she is a well-versed socialite, climbing to the throne of the empire with her conversation and body, blushing and heartbeat.
Sometimes, she was a despicable traitor, using insidious strategies and poisons to get the supreme treasure to her master...
Lucia has experienced all the memories of these assassin masters. Time has been long, but when she comes to her senses, it seems that she is just a moment.
Lucia understood that they were all messengers of time, and she conveyed an ancient message of doomsday to descendants like herself: The black ship is coming.
The gray Gu is coming.
Everything is empty, everything is empty...
That's all, nothing else.
Now, it's Lucia's turn to take on the responsibility of this messenger...
Lucia…Lucia?Lucia!In reality outside of fantasy, someone is calling her in a hurry.
ah!Lucia, who woke up from the endless illusion, screamed. As she personally experienced the battle memories of the masters of assassin in history, she instinctively grabbed the hand that patted her shoulder, then backhanded her uniform, and threw it hard on the ground with her shoulder.
Wow Ah!Nayi, caught off guard, fell heavily and finally got rid of the sculptures of the assassin master and caught up with her. Unexpectedly, the musician lady, who was obviously powerless, would suddenly give herself a personal attack. She lay on the ground and moaned in pain. Why...
Lucia panickedly and helped Nayi up: Ah, Nayi!Sorry, I didn't mean it!
When did you learn this trick?... Forget it, now is not the time to say this. Let's run away quickly while the assassins don't react... Damn it!
As a result, as soon as Nayi finished speaking, in the blink of an eye, the sculptures of the assassin master appeared in the shadows in a terrifying way. The hidden skills were so superb that they were unpredictable.
Let me go!
Nayi was thrown into a messy body and wanted to get up anxiously, but the pain in her body slowed down her speed. As soon as she pulled out her weapon, these assassin masters who were defiled by lust rushed forward and disarmed her uniform. A naked assassin master with a hood and veil came to Nayi. The sharp blade popped up in her sleeve sword and was about to stab the girl's swordsman in desperation, Lucia shouted: Stop!
Hearing Lucia's words, the Assassin Masters stopped.
They let go of Nayi and stood there. Nayi quickly broke free and protected Lucia behind her, looking around at the assassin masters in extreme fear.
On alert, Nayi felt strange: Why did they stop as soon as you spoke?
Lucia snuggled behind the girl swordsman uncertainly and said: I don’t know very well...but I just saw a lot of things... about the past, and they are there.
Lucia looked at the assassin masters with different appearances and lustful appearances with complicated expressions.
Not long ago, they were all unfamiliar sculptures to her, but now, after experiencing their memories personally, in Lucia's eyes, they all began to have flesh and blood, not a sentence in historical sculptures, but a living them.
The guardian of the holy artifact must be protected.
The ancient assassin, naked and humiliated, had a title of "The Indecent Gun" engraved with a humiliated gun on the ground, walked up and said.
It is our mission to defend the soul holy tools and guardians.
The Blade of Lust, another ancient assassin who was desecrated also came forward to say it.
Soul holy weapon?Only then did Nayi notice that Lucia was holding a golden ball with strange patterns in her hand.
Lucia asked: You said that this golden apple is your soul holy weapon...
We are all guardians of the soul holy weapon, guarding this ancient holy weapon.
It comes from the distant past, it vigilantly records the dark threats of the past, and it is also the spark of life that lights up the future.
Black ship, gray Gu.
Lucia saw the terrified thing in the fragmented memory.
Similarly, she had experienced their memories personally. It was a long time, but when she came to her senses, she seemed like a dream. Seeing the two protagonists she had played standing in front of her, Lucia said anxiously: Since you are still alive, how can I help you?
Without further ado, our will has long disappeared in the long time, leaving only a pale body of soul, no different from death.
We are messengers who convey messages, and the soul holy artifacts retain our memories. As long as the torch is passed down from generation to generation, we will be eternal.
I saw two ancient assassin masters say this.
Even if you are enslaved and fall into endless darkness, you must pass it on...
Their bodies are still alive, but are controlled by magic, so even if their will is annihilated and their bodies are severely damaged, they can still act.
Generations of assassin masters shoulder the responsibility of guarding the soul holy weapon and passing on the message and fire. For this reason, they do whatever they want until everything is empty and everything is empty...
Our times are over, young guardians, it's your turn.
Protect it and convey this message with our memories.
Lucia murmured: Until the arrival of the gray Gu and the black ship again...
Nayi's expression is complicated: Lucia...
I see. Lucia raised her head, her eyes becoming more resolute. Nayi didn't understand what had happened to her. It seemed that in this short period of time, she was no longer the young lady who was in the past who had embarked on the musical path and had no power. Don't worry, I will definitely shoulder my responsibility and inherit your career!
The two ancient female assassins who were sculpted in their living bodies seemed to reveal a little of their spirit in their eyes, which should have been annihilated.
Generations of assassins convey ancient messages and protect the spark of the future. Now, the musician girl who never thought she would take this path finally made up her mind and resolutely stepped into the dark world she had never touched before for this mission and became a master of assassin guarding the holy artifact.
But before that...
Suddenly, these desecrated female assassin's living sculptures rushed forward and subdued Lucia and Nayi!
What are you doing!?
Stop, stop!Ha Ah~
Although the ancient female assassins who had peeled off the sculpture shell still maintained a certain sculpture color and stiffness, their bodies and skin were no different from ordinary people, and even maintained the most attractive and charming posture due to the magic. The naked female assassins surrounded the two girls, squeezed their breasts and fragrant buttocks. In a erotic and charming atmosphere, the two felt that they were about to suffocate.
The guardian of the soul holy weapon must have sufficient strength. With your physical qualifications, you are far from capable of it.
The indecent gun touched Lucia's cheeks. Lucia, whose cheeks were blushing, didn't know if it was an illusion. She felt that the other party's cold and stiff expression seemed to have become more charming. She had to undergo high-intensity training to improve her strength.
I, I will exercise well in the future, please don’t do this!Oh Ah Ah!
And you have strong strength, defeated us at the same time in battle, and also possessed the talent of an assassin.The cold and lustful blade pressed the panicked girl swordsman on her knees, as if she was teaching a lesson for a child, and slapped Nayi's plump and tender buttocks in humiliation. The waves were rippling, but they had more strength and lacked in precision, so they still needed to be forced to correct and regulated in order to become a real assassin master.
Why do I even want to be an assassin master?...Yeah!The humiliating and blow from his butt made Nayi very embarrassed and angry. Under the suppression of many female assassin sculptures, Nayi had no power to resist and could only watch these female assassins attacking her, whimpering and wailing.
Perhaps, over the long period of time, even the soul holy tools that preserve many messengers' memories have become abnormal under the humiliation and playfulness of those enemies, which has made the original principles used to improve the adaptability of new guardians to the ability of the past messengers' memories quite strange.
In any case, Lucia and Nayi could only watch themselves as they were taken off the important clothes that covered their bodies by these living sculptures with increasingly strange expressions and longing, and their bodies fell into what they called the high-intensity body correction training assassin master training...
From the distant prehistoric world to the vast starry sky.
The grey storm swept the earth.
The dragon and the angel spread their wings and flew high, fighting fiercely in the sky.
The devil's army rushed to attack, and the brave and companions embarked on the journey.
Myths and epics, justice and evil, light and darkness until a huge black ship descends on the earth, the terrible robbers plunder all the valuable things in front of them, whether it is light, justice, darkness, evil, epics and myths, they are all the objects of their captivity.
After the gray Gu ended, myths were born on the earth.
And the era of myth was ended by the huge black ship.
The devastated land brews new life, and a new kingdom will still be established. The eyes that help Lucia witness these history are you, she, and they... From bloodlines that are older than the piercing gun, to the shadows in history she has known throughout the ages, she has become a generation after generation of assassin masters, using their bodies to experience their experiences and memories, to love, hate, adventure, and fight.
Sometimes, she is the hero of light, fighting to the death with the fallen pope in the demonized cathedral.
Sometimes, she is a walking shadow, cleverly disguising herself in the crowd and assassinate the enemy.
Sometimes, she is a well-versed socialite, climbing to the throne of the empire with her conversation and body, blushing and heartbeat.
Sometimes, she was a despicable traitor, using insidious strategies and poisons to get the supreme treasure to her master...
Lucia has experienced all the memories of these assassin masters. Time has been long, but when she comes to her senses, it seems that she is just a moment.
Lucia understood that they were all messengers of time, and she conveyed an ancient message of doomsday to descendants like herself: The black ship is coming.
The gray Gu is coming.
Everything is empty, everything is empty...
That's all, nothing else.
Now, it's Lucia's turn to take on the responsibility of this messenger...
Lucia…Lucia?Lucia!In reality outside of fantasy, someone is calling her in a hurry.
ah!Lucia, who woke up from the endless illusion, screamed. As she personally experienced the battle memories of the masters of assassin in history, she instinctively grabbed the hand that patted her shoulder, then backhanded her uniform, and threw it hard on the ground with her shoulder.
Wow Ah!Nayi, caught off guard, fell heavily and finally got rid of the sculptures of the assassin master and caught up with her. Unexpectedly, the musician lady, who was obviously powerless, would suddenly give herself a personal attack. She lay on the ground and moaned in pain. Why...
Lucia panickedly and helped Nayi up: Ah, Nayi!Sorry, I didn't mean it!
When did you learn this trick?... Forget it, now is not the time to say this. Let's run away quickly while the assassins don't react... Damn it!
As a result, as soon as Nayi finished speaking, in the blink of an eye, the sculptures of the assassin master appeared in the shadows in a terrifying way. The hidden skills were so superb that they were unpredictable.
Let me go!
Nayi was thrown into a messy body and wanted to get up anxiously, but the pain in her body slowed down her speed. As soon as she pulled out her weapon, these assassin masters who were defiled by lust rushed forward and disarmed her uniform. A naked assassin master with a hood and veil came to Nayi. The sharp blade popped up in her sleeve sword and was about to stab the girl's swordsman in desperation, Lucia shouted: Stop!
Hearing Lucia's words, the Assassin Masters stopped.
They let go of Nayi and stood there. Nayi quickly broke free and protected Lucia behind her, looking around at the assassin masters in extreme fear.
On alert, Nayi felt strange: Why did they stop as soon as you spoke?
Lucia snuggled behind the girl swordsman uncertainly and said: I don’t know very well...but I just saw a lot of things... about the past, and they are there.
Lucia looked at the assassin masters with different appearances and lustful appearances with complicated expressions.
Not long ago, they were all unfamiliar sculptures to her, but now, after experiencing their memories personally, in Lucia's eyes, they all began to have flesh and blood, not a sentence in historical sculptures, but a living them.
The guardian of the holy artifact must be protected.
The ancient assassin, naked and humiliated, had a title of "The Indecent Gun" engraved with a humiliated gun on the ground, walked up and said.
It is our mission to defend the soul holy tools and guardians.
The Blade of Lust, another ancient assassin who was desecrated also came forward to say it.
Soul holy weapon?Only then did Nayi notice that Lucia was holding a golden ball with strange patterns in her hand.
Lucia asked: You said that this golden apple is your soul holy weapon...
We are all guardians of the soul holy weapon, guarding this ancient holy weapon.
It comes from the distant past, it vigilantly records the dark threats of the past, and it is also the spark of life that lights up the future.
Black ship, gray Gu.
Lucia saw the terrified thing in the fragmented memory.
Similarly, she had experienced their memories personally. It was a long time, but when she came to her senses, she seemed like a dream. Seeing the two protagonists she had played standing in front of her, Lucia said anxiously: Since you are still alive, how can I help you?
Without further ado, our will has long disappeared in the long time, leaving only a pale body of soul, no different from death.
We are messengers who convey messages, and the soul holy artifacts retain our memories. As long as the torch is passed down from generation to generation, we will be eternal.
I saw two ancient assassin masters say this.
Even if you are enslaved and fall into endless darkness, you must pass it on...
Their bodies are still alive, but are controlled by magic, so even if their will is annihilated and their bodies are severely damaged, they can still act.
Generations of assassin masters shoulder the responsibility of guarding the soul holy weapon and passing on the message and fire. For this reason, they do whatever they want until everything is empty and everything is empty...
Our times are over, young guardians, it's your turn.
Protect it and convey this message with our memories.
Lucia murmured: Until the arrival of the gray Gu and the black ship again...
Nayi's expression is complicated: Lucia...
I see. Lucia raised her head, her eyes becoming more resolute. Nayi didn't understand what had happened to her. It seemed that in this short period of time, she was no longer the young lady who was in the past who had embarked on the musical path and had no power. Don't worry, I will definitely shoulder my responsibility and inherit your career!
The two ancient female assassins who were sculpted in their living bodies seemed to reveal a little of their spirit in their eyes, which should have been annihilated.
Generations of assassins convey ancient messages and protect the spark of the future. Now, the musician girl who never thought she would take this path finally made up her mind and resolutely stepped into the dark world she had never touched before for this mission and became a master of assassin guarding the holy artifact.
But before that...
Suddenly, these desecrated female assassin's living sculptures rushed forward and subdued Lucia and Nayi!
What are you doing!?
Stop, stop!Ha Ah~
Although the ancient female assassins who had peeled off the sculpture shell still maintained a certain sculpture color and stiffness, their bodies and skin were no different from ordinary people, and even maintained the most attractive and charming posture due to the magic. The naked female assassins surrounded the two girls, squeezed their breasts and fragrant buttocks. In a erotic and charming atmosphere, the two felt that they were about to suffocate.
The guardian of the soul holy weapon must have sufficient strength. With your physical qualifications, you are far from capable of it.
The indecent gun touched Lucia's cheeks. Lucia, whose cheeks were blushing, didn't know if it was an illusion. She felt that the other party's cold and stiff expression seemed to have become more charming. She had to undergo high-intensity training to improve her strength.
I, I will exercise well in the future, please don’t do this!Oh Ah Ah!
And you have strong strength, defeated us at the same time in battle, and also possessed the talent of an assassin.The cold and lustful blade pressed the panicked girl swordsman on her knees, as if she was teaching a lesson for a child, and slapped Nayi's plump and tender buttocks in humiliation. The waves were rippling, but they had more strength and lacked in precision, so they still needed to be forced to correct and regulated in order to become a real assassin master.
Why do I even want to be an assassin master?...Yeah!The humiliating and blow from his butt made Nayi very embarrassed and angry. Under the suppression of many female assassin sculptures, Nayi had no power to resist and could only watch these female assassins attacking her, whimpering and wailing.
Perhaps, over the long period of time, even the soul holy tools that preserve many messengers' memories have become abnormal under the humiliation and playfulness of those enemies, which has made the original principles used to improve the adaptability of new guardians to the ability of the past messengers' memories quite strange.
In any case, Lucia and Nayi could only watch themselves as they were taken off the important clothes that covered their bodies by these living sculptures with increasingly strange expressions and longing, and their bodies fell into what they called the high-intensity body correction training assassin master training...
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