Levy and Jet's smiles slowly faded, and Droy gently closed his book, looking up at Ezreal.
With a bronze gauntlet-clad finger pointed at the shadows on the wall, Ezreal quietly said, "Droy, I think your new plant has a chance to show off."
Before his words even finished, two dark figures shot out from the shadows of the hall, moving incredibly fast, heading straight for the four of them.
These two were clad in black cloaks, their faces covered by grotesque masks, through which only their emotionless eyes could be seen.
Thanks to having absorbed the memories of all the Skull Gang members earlier, Ezreal recognized the identity of the incoming assassins from the style of their masks: "Dark Guild, Specters."
"Never heard of them!" Jet said in a low voice, with a hint of disdain, "Do such small fries dare to challenge us?"
As he spoke, the two assassins had already rushed forward, one after the other.
One of them waved his hands, and the ground instantly rose, forming several sharp stone spikes that shot towards the four.
The other held a short knife, with a pale green wind blade wrapped around it, cutting a fierce arc through the air, delivering a horizontal slash directly at Levy, who was clearly the easiest target among the four.
"Dustless Ground."
Ezreal snapped his left hand, and a white light suddenly burst forth, then vanished in a flash.
The assassin rushing forward, who had just swung his short knife, was blasted away by the white light.
And the auxiliary stone spikes also broke inch by inch, turning into dust and shattered stones that were thrown away, and the assassin who released the stone spikes was also blasted away by the aftershock of the white light.
The two flew backward into the hotel's courtyard, faint black smoke emanating from their clothes.
However, the furnishings in the hotel lobby were completely undamaged; Ezreal had controlled the force with great precision.
"Droy, they're yours," Ezreal said indifferently.
Droy grinned, a flicker of excitement in his eyes, and quickly walked out of the hall into the courtyard: "Perfect, I can test out my new plant!"
He quickly pulled a strange seed from his pocket and threw it forcefully to the ground.
The seed quickly took root and sprouted after landing, growing into a giant cactus in the blink of an eye.
This cactus was different from ordinary plants; it had human-like facial features and limbs, and it even began to move slowly, looking very bizarre.
"This is a 'Spit Thorn Cactus'!" Droy introduced proudly, "It can not only spit out thorns to attack, but also has good defense, and the main thing is that it's easy to keep alive; just a little water and some magic power can make it grow quickly!"
Jet waved his hand dismissively, "Alright, alright, I get it, just fight."
Levy also smiled and said, "Finish it quickly, don't wake up everyone in the caravan."
Mr. Ezreal looked at this strange plant life, which resembled an enlightened cactus, with great interest, "What an excellent ability, remember to keep them alive."
"Don't worry!" Droy nodded heavily.
As soon as his voice fell, the Spit Thorn Cactus opened its "mouth" and sprayed a dense volley of sharp thorns at the two assassins.
Each thorn was about a palm's length, dark green in color, and looked like rusty iron needles.
The thorns moved incredibly fast, with a whistling sound, forcing the two assassins to dodge.
The assassin using wind blades was agile, and his knife skills were indeed quite good, dodging the thorn attacks while his short knife gleamed with cold light, but the dense thorns still tore several gashes in the hem of his clothes.
The assassin using Earth Magic, on the other hand, hastily summoned a thick earthen wall from the ground to block the thorns, but the thorns were powerful, and each impact made the earthen wall tremble violently, with cracks constantly spreading.
Seeing this, a cunning glint flashed in Droy's eyes, and he pulled out a handful of thorny seeds from his pocket, scattering them forcefully towards the two assassins.
"Taste this!"
The seeds immediately took root and sprouted upon landing, and the thorns grew at an astonishing speed, quickly weaving into thorny nets that completely sealed off the assassins' retreat.
The two assassins were trapped within the thorny nets, their faces growing increasingly grim.
The assassin using wind blades suddenly roared, a dense green aura surging around him, and he wielded his short knife so tightly that it was impenetrable, cutting down the approaching thorns one after another.
But the Spit Thorn Cactus's offensive didn't stop, the thorns continuously sprayed like a rainstorm, leaving him struggling to cope, and thorns gradually became embedded in his body, the intense pain also making his reactions slower and slower.
The assassin using Earth Magic was not to be outdone, his hands moving rapidly, and the ground rose again, not only reinforcing the earthen wall in front of him but also erecting several stone pillars around him and his companion, attempting to block the attacks of the thorns and brambles.
However, Droy controlled the Spit Thorn Cactus to move around the side of the stone pillars, continuing its attack.
The Spit Thorn Cactus flexibly adjusted its angle, precisely shooting thorns at the assassins through the gaps between the stone pillars.
As the Earth-type assassin just raised his hand to summon another earthen wall, a thorn grazed his arm, drawing a trail of blood.
In his pain, his action to summon the earthen wall was half a beat slow, and the thorns took the opportunity to entwine around the stone pillars, rapidly spreading and climbing towards his body.
In just two or three breaths, the assassin using Earth Magic was bound by thorns and fell to the ground.
Droy laughed triumphantly, "One down!"
"Damn it!" the wind blade assassin cursed, throwing his short knife, which, wrapped in a green wind blade, directly cut down a large section of thorns, and using this opening, a green magic power wrapped around him, and he turned to flee out of the hotel.
Droy once again scattered a handful of seeds from his pocket; the emerald green seeds immediately grew wildly upon landing, and more than a dozen arm-thick thorns spread around the wind blade assassin, stopping him.
At this moment, the Spit Thorn Cactus also came up behind the wind blade assassin with heavy steps, fiercely swinging its thick arm, its thorn-covered hand like a giant mace, smashing down on the wind blade assassin's head.
With just one blow, it heavily smashed him to the ground, and then the Spit Thorn Cactus opened its mouth, spraying hundreds of thorns at the wind blade assassin's legs.
Accompanied by the wind blade assassin's screams, his legs were directly turned into a pincushion, blood gushing out, and the surrounding thorns immediately danced and wrapped around his body, quickly tightening, binding him into a zongzi.
"That's enough," Ezreal, watching the fight from the side, reminded him at the opportune moment.
Droy took a deep breath, and a verdant green magic circle lit up in his hands, stopping the attacks of the Spit Thorn Cactus and the thorns.
A green light glowed on the Spit Thorn Cactus's body, and then its body slowly shrank into a seed that automatically flew back into Droy's hand, while the remaining thorns on the ground dissipated into green light.
Droy walked forward, using magic power to control the thorns to slowly part, revealing the two heavily scarred, dying assassins.
The two assassins were so entangled by the thorns that they couldn't move, their bodies covered in wounds, and their clothes were tattered from the thorn punctures.
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