You're an assassin, why do you focus on ranged?

Normally, the starting point for players to break through the Holy Domain is relatively fixed, and the relevant task chains will gradually open up as the plot progresses.

But the problem is that Qin Chuan's development speed is too fast.

If we wait for the Apocalypse to update normally, then the opportunity will be gone.

Moreover, the Apocalypse has already been updated before. If we follow the experience of the previous life to find an opportunity to break through the Holy Domain, I am afraid that we can only draw water with a bamboo basket.

The safest way is to ask for help from the Death Messenger.

And the Death Messenger did not disappoint. He directly threw down a piece of parchment and quickly said: "Go to this place."

As he spoke, the black fog of the Death Messenger began to dissipate.

This means that He has completed the transaction and is ready to leave.

The Chosen Ones were excited and ready to take action.

Without the Death Messenger to stop him, let's see how long this mortal can be rampant. Today, he must be skinned and pulled out!

For this reason, even if the Death Messenger took a handful of souls when he left, the Chosen Ones pretended not to see it.

The most urgent task is to send the Death Messenger away. It's just a little bit of soul, no big deal.

Seeing that the black fog was about to retreat, Qin Chuan said, "By the way, I have another question."

The black fog filled the air again, and the Chosen One, who had been holding his breath, couldn't help but curse.

What a joke!

Can you finish your words at once!

Also, haven't you made a wish? What's the point of asking new questions? Can the Death Messenger help you answer them for free?

But what the Chosen One didn't expect was that the Death Messenger's black fog spread again, and his magnificent body reappeared.

"What's your question."

The Death Messenger was completely dumbfounded as soon as he opened his mouth.

Is this still the Death Messenger they know?

Could it be that the Death Messenger was in a good mood today, so he could get one or two questions for free?

Thinking of this, a chosen one immediately shouted with courage: "Death Messenger, I also have a question."

The Death Messenger cursed without turning his head: "Get lost."

After being scolded, the chosen one began to doubt his life.

This difference in treatment is too obvious.

He is a chosen one, and that is just a mortal. Are they treated the opposite way?

However, most of the chosen ones are very self-aware. They are not from the same faction as the Death Messenger, and they are even in a competitive and hostile relationship. It is good that they did not fight on the spot. It is simply wishful thinking to ask questions.

Besides, if they have questions, they can just ask the gods they belong to, why do they need to ask the Death Messenger?

Qin Chuan did not expect that he would actually stop the Death Messenger with his casual words.

But the problem is that he has not figured out what the problem is at this moment.

If you insist, there are actually many problems, but none of them are needed now.

After thinking about it, Qin Chuan could only ask tentatively: "Have you eaten?"

"..."

If the Death Messenger was not present, the Chosen Ones swore that they would hang this mortal up and beat him for three days and three nights!

Is that a problem?

Besides, does the Death Messenger need to eat?

The Death Messenger was also stunned for a moment, but still replied seriously: "I just ate a little."

Qin Chuan followed the trend: "Then how about eating more?"

"That's fine."

The Death Messenger was also a man of no courtesy, and immediately grabbed two more on the battlefield. The Chosen Ones clearly saw that a large number of souls were captured by the Death Messenger, and secretly made up their minds that when they returned to the Kingdom of God, they must go to their gods to complain.

Isn't this bullying the honest people?

Seeing that it was delayed for a while, Qin Chuan knew that this time it really couldn't be delayed, and waved to the Death Messenger very readily: "See you later."

The Death Messenger didn't say anything, but just silently retracted the black fog and completely dissipated in the air.

A chosen one tentatively called out, "Death Messenger, are you still there?"

After waiting for a few seconds without a response, he was sure that the Death Messenger was really gone.

"Brothers, kill this mortal!"

The beastman's chosen one roared and took the lead in launching an offensive.

In an instant, dozens of divine arrows flew out, covering the area where Qin Chuan was.

The other chosen ones naturally joined the attack queue.

The most active ones were those who burned their divine power. They didn't have much time left. If they didn't make any more achievements, they would not have a good harvest even if they returned to the kingdom of God.

As soon as the chosen ones made their move, the beastmen and human soldiers also waved their flags and shouted again.

When the players saw this scene, they also picked up their weapons and joined in.

Some of them squeezed into the center of the battlefield, thinking about whether they could pick up a loophole. If Yeyoushen was exploded, the artifact happened to fall next to them, wouldn't that be a big deal?

There were also players who didn't want to get involved in the muddy water and just wanted to beAfter completing a few missions to earn some military merits, he could exchange them for some equipment and steadily improve himself.

In the center of the battlefield, Qin Chuan faced the angry attacks of the Chosen Ones with ease.

In fact, he had taken the initiative before, but he hid because Dismartin showed up to chat with him.

In the subsequent summoning of the Death Messenger, whether it took a long time or not would not affect the final result.

After the darkest moment of equipment, Qin Chuan was no longer afraid of any siege.

The flying attacks looked very bluffing, but upon closer inspection, there were large gaps.

Of course, even if ordinary people knew that there were intervals between attacks, they could not dodge because their speed was not enough.

But Qin Chuan could do it.

That is, after flashing and shadow jumping dozens of times, he successfully left the area covered by the attack and used a set of skills to reduce the life of the Chosen Ones.

The Chosen Ones realized that their situation had not changed at all.

As long as they could not deal with the opponent's means of infinite displacement, only slow death awaited them.

In addition, the Chosen One discovered another problem.

That is, the farther the mortal is from them, the more painful the attack is, and the hit rate is frighteningly high. After thinking about the previous battle situation in his mind, he immediately came to a terrible conclusion.

The opponent's hit rate has reached 100%!

This is a must-hit attribute!

But how can the power of rules appear in the hands of a mortal?

Even Dismartin was a little surprised and couldn't help saying, "Your ability is quite interesting."

Qin Chuan replied while flashing, "Old Ma, we are all acquaintances. There is no need to hide your words like this. Is this really just a little interesting?"

Dismartin said frankly, "Okay, okay, you said so, right? I admit that must-hit is a very difficult ability to deal with. Even I have to be careful to deal with it. Are you satisfied?"

Qin Chuan waved his hand modestly, "Old Ma, you are flattering me. It's not that powerful."

"Really?"

Dismartin directly exposed Qin Chuan's disguise and said bluntly, "Then why can't you suppress the corners of your mouth."