So I never worry about being attacked or assassinated.

Because my enemies would never do such a stupid thing.

If anyone does it, then he is not worthy to be my enemy."

"Why do I sense from your words a kind of naked discrimination against warriors, thieves, assassins and other professions?"

Feide suddenly raised his head, with a suspicious expression on his face.

"You're too sensitive. I'm just stating the facts, and it's far from being discrimination." Zuo Si responded with a sneer.

If he really wants to engage in professional discrimination, he can tell a dozen different jokes in a row to describe the miserable conditions of warriors, thieves, and assassins.

Not to mention anything else, just being able to master the ability to fly is enough to widen the gap between spell casters and non-spell casters.

Take the famous "Tarrasque Behemoth" as an example.

If ordinary melee professions want to defeat this kind of monster with a huge size, a solid shell, a terrifying regenerative ability, a vitality comparable to the legendary Dragon King, and a lot of immunity characteristics, and can only be killed by a wish or a miracle, at least

It requires a very high professional level or even crossing the legendary threshold to do it.

But for a spellcaster who has the ability to fly, he only needs to stand outside the attack range above his head, and then bombard with spells unscrupulously.

After all, the Tarrasque can't fly.

Apart from passive beatings and incompetent rage, there is no way to fight back.

It is said that arcanists in the Netheril era often went to find this giant beast, then bombed it into a half-dead coma, and then calmly descended to disembowel it and extract the spellcasting materials they needed.<

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Later, after the wish and miracle spells were invented, the high-level mages even reached a private agreement that no one would be allowed to kill the Tarrasque beast.

A secret supervision and protection organization was even established privately.

Prevent this "baby" that can provide unlimited amounts of precious spellcasting materials from being killed by ignorant idiots.

For a long time, the Tarrasque was basically a living material extraction machine, and it couldn't be more miserable.

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And because it has the properties of immortality and infinite regeneration, no matter how many kidneys, hearts, stomach pouches, eyeballs are removed, how many times the skin is peeled off, and how many times the bones are removed, it can eventually recover as before.

Thanks to its only three points of intelligence, it is basically a super giant magical beast that moves on instinct.

Otherwise, we must launch a "Animal Lives Matter" movement to severely accuse those greedy and evil mages for their inhumane behavior.

High-level elf magic archers who also have the ability to fly can even adopt kite-flying tactics to walk the Tarrasque beast to death.

Zuo Si has a lot of precious materials on hand, which he asked his follower, Storm Archer Lantis, to attack from time to time and peel them off from this magical beast.

So far, there are almost a hundred complete skeleton structures alone.

Especially the mechanical Tarrasque behemoth made from these skeletons, flesh, viscera and shining oil, it is simply an out-and-out war machine.

Although the size is not as terrifying as the completed Earthshaker, its combat power is not weak at all.

In terms of flexibility, speed and nearly unlimited regeneration ability, it is unmatched by Earthshaker.

Now the storm shooter Lantis is just behind the Tarrasque beast.

As soon as it recovers from the near-death coma, the former will immediately appear and push it to the ground with a blaster, twitch again and peel off the skin, knock the bones and suck out the marrow, and repeat until it has accumulated an army of mechanical behemoths.
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Of course, Zuo Si didn't care at all about the tragic current situation of the Tarrasque beast.

What he was thinking about at the moment was how to use the Chaos Demon Dog-Kozev, which was broken into parts and sealed in a container.

Obviously, it is definitely unrealistic to completely rely on the current ability of Shuoyou.

Maybe you can try it after the shimmering oil that combines divine power and divine blood in Zariel's body evolves.

In this way, the two of them walked along the noisy streets and markets of Ascatra, one after another, and arrived at the dock area.

Since this is the headquarters of the Shadow Thieves Guild, and it is also the place where the situation is the most bizarre and dangerous, Feide immediately became cautious and vigilant after arriving, and was even reluctant to speak for fear of being recognized by the thieves scattered all over the streets.

After crossing the tall building of the Shadow Thieves Guild headquarters, she finally couldn't help but ask: "Where are you taking me?"

"A place where you can know the truth. Don't ask so many questions, just follow me."

Zuo Si blinked his eyes pretending to be mysterious and walked straight towards the building opposite the "Gift of the Sea" pub.

He didn't know if it was because of some bad taste, but he found that he seemed to like being "The Riddler" more and more.

Often only half-speak, or reveal a small amount of specious information, and then let the other person guess.

It’s so interesting to watch others jump in a hurry but have no idea what to do.

Zuo Si also felt that with his current bad character, if he lost all his abilities and returned to his original world to be an ordinary person, he would be beaten to death in minutes.

Fortunately!

Feide grew up in the Shadow Thieves Guild and knew how to restrain his curiosity to prevent death.

She did not ask further questions, but followed him silently to the door of a mansion.

I saw Zuo Si walking up and saying something to a man who looked like a guard at the door. The latter's eyes widened instantly, and an expression of shock and disbelief suddenly appeared on his entire face uncontrollably.

As an observant assassin, Fede could clearly detect that in an instant, this guy's hand was on the hilt of the sword, as if he wanted to make an attack.

But in less than a second, he stopped all movements and stood motionless with dull eyes.

"Let's go, we can go in now."

Zuo Si turned around and waved as if nothing was wrong.

"Are you sure? I don't want to be treated as an intruder as soon as I walk in."

Feide finally figured out that the poor guard had been charmed and controlled by some kind of spiritual magic.

"Don't worry, even if I am regarded as an intruder, I can easily handle everything. What's more, we are not here to cause trouble this time, but to make a deal."

After that, Zuo Si opened the closed door and walked in.

The demon elf assassin obviously hesitated, but still followed closely.

However, she did not close the door. Instead, she pulled the latch all the way back so that she could rush out of the house immediately when she turned to run away.

Facts have proved that Feder's caution is very necessary.

As soon as he entered the spacious hall of the building, several fully armed men emerged from the darkness. Some were holding swords, some had their bowstrings drawn, and some had a halo of arcane magic shining on their fingertips.

Two intruders are so welcome.

The leading man asked in a very stern tone: "Who are you? Why did you force your way into our territory? What organization and force were you instructed by? Also, what happened to the people you guarded at the door?"
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Faced with this menacing look, Zuo Si immediately made a calming gesture and responded directly: "As for the harpist at the door, don't worry, he is just temporarily controlled by magic.

As for who I am and what my purpose is, you don’t deserve to know.

If I guessed correctly, Erminster should be in this base now, right?

Go tell him to come out and see me."

"Damn it! This guy is here for Yin Erminster!"

The expression of an elf holding a bow and arrow suddenly changed, and he shot the arrow in his hand without hesitation.

Whoosh!

With the sound of breaking the air, the sharp enchanted arrow flew straight towards Zuo Si's face.

It is not difficult to tell from the fleeting green light that this is either a strong acid arrow or a poison-quenched arrow.

As senior members of the Harper Alliance, they have the support of the entire Church of the Goddess of Magic, so they do not lack magic equipment like ordinary adventurers.

Quite the opposite!

Even the lowest level Harper will carry at least one or two magic items worth thousands of gold coins.

This is why they can always defeat the strong with the weak and the many with the few.

But unfortunately, the threat of missing arrows to Zuo Si can be said to be negligible.

He didn't even use any magic, but directly relied on the reaction speed brought by his ultra-high agility attribute to grab the arrow in his hand.

At this moment, the sharp arrow tip is less than one centimeter away from the right eyeball.

If you were just a little slower, the arrow might have been inserted directly into the brain along the eye socket.

Based on this alone, it is not difficult to see that the professional level of the archer will never be lower than LV14, and the bow used is at least a high-end item with enchantment level 3.

Otherwise, even the deflection force field surrounding the body cannot penetrate.

Zuo Si threw the enchanted arrow on the ground like trash, and glanced at these guys wearing the Master Harper badge with his cold eyes.

"For the sake of Yin Erminster, I forgive you for this offense. But if there is another time, I guarantee that everyone who takes action will die miserably."

"Are you threatening us?"

A human male wearing enchanted armor suddenly became very angry and showed unusual aggression.
To be continued...