At this moment, Xu Yangyi had finally been stirred in heart. He was aware of how fast his speed was, but unexpectedly, this assassin of the Reddust Executioners, Zhan Twelve, didn’t even fall a step behind him! This kind of speed simply didn’t belong to an ordinary genius!

Regarding a squadron—besides himself—who else was even more suited… to be a scout candidate? He firmly remembered the three scouts of the major legions back then, even though he had disposed of them quite easily. However, their coordination and meticulous degree of execution was also rather boring to him.

Now… this wasn’t even a scout. This was a dancer in the shadows! A shadow cultivator! Right before him… His scout position, would it have a candidate at long last?

“Be careful, Fellow Daoist.” At this time, a whisper entered Xu Yangyi’s ears. Amidst sparking flint, Zhan Twelve’s speed unexpectedly accelerated once more! In a flash, the great danger that was originally nailed straight on his back was actually neck to neck with him! Furthermore… it was a great danger that left him feeling terribly serious, covering the surface of his body!

“Chef Ding Dismembers Oxen!” [1]

In this instant, Xu Yangyi finally got a clean look at Zhan Twelve’s silhouette. It was quite strange, almost translucent. Not only was this a divine ability’s function, it was even paired with a special magik artifact!

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