Even with the critical eyes of the instructor of the Martial Fighting Tower in Mosobula City, the young dark elf was also a very outstanding and experienced scout. He quietly leaned against a stone wall and chose a position that would not be too hard and would not expose himself to the sight of others. He was about to stay in this inconspicuous abandoned stalagmites room for more than ten hours, and he must always ensure that his muscles would not become stiff due to long-term lurking. After all, Rose was under him, and no scout could guarantee that he could escape from the magical bishou and the venomous spider darts of his peers when his body was stiff and numb.

Mo Yun's black cloak emitted cold fluctuations, which made the heat source around him twisted into a realistic virtual image, covering up the abnormal temperature phenomenon in his hiding place, which was enough to deceive any intelligent creature with night vision. Of course, this did not include his tribe. An apprentice who had just graduated from the Warlock Academy was enough to use a simple spell to expose the tricks on his cloak, and the martial arts of those big families could only intuition to pull him out from his hiding place.

However, they would never want to capture Mouphillo, the scout of the Dayet Mercenary Corps.

To survive like a spider, this is the teaching after chaos.

Weave deadly nets like spiders, wait patiently like spiders, and take away the life of prey as quietly as spiders.

You must also know how to avoid malicious sight when watching and exploring the edge of the spider web, and easily sneak into the darkness along the sticky spider silk at the right time.

Even the night vision of the Drow Elves was the scout's best friend, but even the residents of the dark area could not completely get rid of the existence of light.

A faint red light flashed through the mushroom forest surrounding the Defo family manor, and flashed in the scout's eyes.

It should be a metal token attached with a hot spell, and the Du'erden family launched an attack.

The light spot swayed three times in a row, enough for any of the clumsy soldiers of the Defossian family to notice what was going on outside the Muscle Grove of the Fourth Family.

However, none of the noble fourth ruling soldiers foolishly showed their willingness to fight. Even when the Du'erden family drove their ogre slaves to step on the spell traps covered in mushroom groves and courtyards, no spider dart from the Devo family welcomed the Du'erden family's private soldiers.

A new force was involved in the demolition of the fortifications behind the Devo family. The leader was a handsome and slightly weak male wizard, who was the attendant of the Du'erden family. He directed some apprentices who had just graduated from the Warlock Academy and civilian wizards who could never rise to the master class in their lifetime to start singing spells. One deadly lightning and strong acid arrows were summoned, flashing, the goblins who acted as cannon fodder and the wailing of the orcs on the verge of death, and the crisp sound of the delicate sculptures shattered and began to cover every corner of this noble courtyard.

Finally, a vague gray shadow fell from above the stone pillars of the Devo family to the balcony of the central stone pillar. The two Devo family guards tried to stop this dangerous person who invaded the heart of the Devo family with the assistance of the wind element, but they went to see Rose in one breath.

Mo Yun recognized that figure, Du Yideng's strongest family, no, Zach Navan, the strongest martial arts chief in the city of Sobrey. This arrogant and powerful warrior was about to sneak into the Spider Temple of the Defo family and used his deadly two-legged sword to have a friendly exchange with the amazing Miss Ginafi, and no warrior in the Defo family could stop him from moving forward.

There is no doubt that the Devo family is over.

He uttered this sentence in his lips without making a sound. The scout with short hair shrank his body and changed to a more comfortable position to watch the show.

However, ** ended in a hurry before it arrived.

A powerful spell exploded in the central stone pillar in a hurry, accompanied by the desperate screams of the priestesses, giving the Devo family the most appropriate aria.

It's time to end.

With a strange mood of satisfaction but extremely empty and unhappy, the young scout reminded himself in this way. He stood up quietly against the wall, left the dilapidated mushroom forest and stalagmites after the yard of Difo's family, and left the scene of the massacre that was about to begin at the Du Audden family.

Death is not so difficult to accept. Whether it is a slash of the throat or a spell to cut off life, it is a natural way of death. If possible, Mo Yun would be happy to use his beloved dagger to greet the extremely noble throat of a noble or priestess.

However, the indulgence of the dirty bear goblins and ogres to insult the noble mistresses who are even under twenty years old, and are always disgusting.

Even though Mo Yun was a humble vagabond from Zoer, he still had some extravagance: When the time of natural death came, what caused him to die was a long sword from Zoer, not a bear goblin, ogre or something dirty.

From one shadow to another, Mo Yun moved his footsteps silently. The black plain cloak allowed him to easily avoid the dark vision of his fellow tribes that could capture the heat, while the scout's clever stealth skills were enough to confuse the overly sensitive hearing of most experienced warriors.

When he usually moved in the shadows like this, Mo Yun would occasionally stop and carefully look at the civilian soldiers who were rushing on the streets. There were still full of authentic Zoer-style deceptions and betrayals. Various tricks were almost as many as the intrigues between the mistresses. However, few Zoer civilians died of such deceptions and betrayals, unless he was so stupid that he hung a long sword of golden blessed by powerful spells on his belt.

Mo Yun likes to watch these harmless little tricks, and sometimes he will intervene quietly, intentionally or unintentionally put perfect patches on those clumsy tricks, and then disappear silently into the shadows before the victimized Zoer reacts.

This is definitely a helpful lesson for those guys who aren't very smart.

Seeing a Zoer pulling off the mask called "Reserved" and showing his angry face, it is also a good lifestyle adjustment product for Mo Yun, who is hiding in the dark.

Even if Moyun Weirren is not the best scout among the Drow Elves, he is the best in Mosobrey City. No Drow can easily catch him, just as no one can easily catch the Ufo spider.

Goddess Rose may be able to.

However, today he did not want to watch those stupid tricks anymore. He just wanted to get to where he should go as soon as possible and report the news that was not rare at all to the Drow who should know it might be the arrogant wandering priest Leki, or the gloomy and speechless psychic warlock Jin Muri.

The 10th Duhedon family destroyed the fourth Devo family, which means that the Dayeth mercenary group will have a new business to do; the mistresses of the lower-ranking family will be happy to find that their family ranking has been improved; the eight ruling families will look at the ambitious Duhedon family with headaches, and then choose to form an alliance or noble conspiracy that is enough to please the queen of God; even the surrendered civilian soldiers will be glad that Rose is at the bottom, they have saved their lives and saved the next opportunity to surrender and climb up. All the Zoer in the City of Demospur are very satisfied. Who cares about the inexplicable boredom of a Zoer scout who always stands in a shadow?

Almost subconsciously, he kicked a stone at his feet away. A mouse ran out of the stone where it landed in panic, and looked around with his small red eyes in surprise. Its nose wings kept twitching, but the scout's black cloak blocked any possibility of odor.

Finally, this annoying little thing felt relieved and prepared to cross the alleyway to find a stalagmites house suitable for it to visit. The moment it bent down, a dim needle stabbed into its spine accurately.

Mo Yun looked at the mouse's twitching little body in silence, and the thick gray hair almost perfectly covered the fine needle. However, the rodent's near-death spasm reminded the scout of what was happening in the cursed mushroom forest.

Hiding in the shadows is the criterion for scouts to survive, but as the Drow proverb says, "darkness is a friend and an enemy", the thick darkness brings a sense of security and an irresistible heavy depression.

Mo Yun stared at the dead mouse quietly, calculating the time when the fine needle completely broke out. This poison prepared by the ronin priest was full of the unique evil taste of Drow. When it dissolved into the blood of the creature, it would become a corrosive and strong acid. When the blood of a bad guy covered the whole body was converted into a high concentration of strong acid covered the whole body, the wizard of the trepid Rose, Leki, would undoubtedly receive a new skeletal specimen.

This poisonous needle is not suitable for a scout in Mosobrey City. Although its toxicity is so powerful and its effect is so significant, it is obviously too far. If it is targeted at the underground dwarf city or the gray dwarf fortress, this highly toxic agent can undoubtedly bring the enemy the greatest panic and chaos, and is enough to please the goddess entrenched on the abyss spider web. However, if you use this potion without any autonomy in Mosobrey City, there will be no second possibility except to expose yourself.

A pungent acid gas began to emerge from under the fur of the mouse. Mo Yun frowned in disgust, trying his best to imagine that the corpse that was being dissolved by strong acid was not a mouse, but a priestess with a snake's whip on his waist.

This assumption made him feel a little better, but unfortunately this small self-comfort was soon interrupted by a very subtle sound of rotating cages.

Mo Yun took a step back almost instinctively, allowing himself to be better in the darkness, and at the same time put his ear on the stone wall.

This sound of gripping and friction between gears was very familiar to him. Many families with strong financial resources would create this kind of escape secret passage with gray dwarf characteristics under the family yard. Although gray dwarfs were discriminated against in the drow society, they were well-deserved experts in this industry. Even the most demanding mistresses would have a certain respect for these secret passage creation experts: allowing their bones to stay with their last masterpiece forever.

The scout quietly listened to the wailing sound of the gears passing from the deep rocks due to rust. This was an inevitable tragedy for the old family secret passages. Due to the long time, these mechanisms and trap doors often had some small problems. As far as he knew, at least two-digit survivors had already died in the secret passage because of the rusted mechanism.

At this time, Ms. Doom will never open a thick door to the noble Drow woman because of gender issues.

However, the survivor of the Defos family looked good, because Mo Yun heard two almost imperceptible footsteps coming from behind the rock.

The lightweight boots tanned from the top Loss leather stepped on the rocks with little sound, but a slight collision between metal and leather allowed the scout to accurately understand the identities of the two Devo survivors.

Rose's priestess, Drow's priestess with the iconic snake-headed whip.

The scout unconsciously raised his left hand, and the black steel wrist guard would not shine even under the illumination of the demon fire. Even if a master from the Warlock Academy uses Hawkeye to carefully observe this ordinary wrist guard, he will ignore the seemingly decorative and ferocious lizard avatar.

Only Mo Yun himself and his commander knew that in the slightly opened wide mouth of this fierce lizard, there was a small mechanism: an exquisite crossbow and a poison-tempering needle that would always be buckled on the machine.

The most proud blood acid poison needle of the ronin priest Leki.

A slightly rapid gasp came from the depths of the stone wall, and a hoarse female accent: "We must leave here immediately and go to Obroxa's house! Marys from Du'erden's family will pay the price for their arrogance!"

The sound sounded like a grinding wheel, as if her throat was scratched countless times by a blunt blade, but it had an unquestionable momentum.

"Horny Singer" Lio Diver, Mo Yun remembered that the former pearl of the Devos's hand, even the wax-melting demon was intoxicated by the hymns she sang. So, in a very ordinary test of priest promotion, she drank a glass of sacred wine mixed with poison. Even the high-level priests could not completely heal the permanent damage caused by this dusu. Few Djoer knew who was more pleasant to see the former little princess of the Devos drinking the poisoned wine, or the Spider-God Queen who was watching all this.

While cursing the mistress of the Du Aodden family viciously, the girl who once had the most touching singing voice couldn't help but cough violently. Even so, she still did not stop her filthy words that most of the Zoer could not accept, and spit out the coughing sound.

"Womis," After taking a deep breath and relieved the discomfort in his throat, the hoarse priestess called his companions like this, "Go outside and see if the slave soldiers of the Du'erden family wander around here? We have not had much time, and their mages may always find this secret passage..."

However, what responded to her was a vague and precise prayer: "After all glory comes the chaos!"

The screams of arrows tearing the air from deep in the stone walls, as well as the husky screams of Lio Diver, and the screams mixed with shattered praises to the Spider-Goddess.

Then came the sound of the snake-headed whip and the dagger colliding. In the short fight, a shrill scream of a woman suddenly sounded. Mo Yun was sure that he heard the sound of the snake-headed whip tearing the trachea of ​​Zhuoer, and the sound of the defeated body falling on the stone steps.

"Silly civilian!" Lio Differ's angry voice hissed from the depths of the stone wall, "The Queen of God favors me! And you..."

Her voice was low, and she could only hear the complex abyss words used by the demons in the lower realm began to echo quietly. Most of the priestesses of Drow have the ability to blaspheme evil words, but how could she change the situation in front of her? Mo Yun pulled out the short sword at her waist and thought with some malicious intentions.

It was soon revealed that a standard priestess of Dá àn slowly walked out of the secret passage. She was wearing a priestly burqa decorated with the family emblem of the Devos, and a snake-headed whip hung around her waist. However, her eyes were indifferent. Even through the wide robe, she could see that her chest was sank strangely.

However, in the eyes of bear goblins or ogres, this is a living drow priestess.

A great plan, with a full five points, I will give four points.

Moving slowly in the shadows, the scout commented in his lips.

Until he moved to the entrance of the secret passage and raised his left hand, Mo Yun was still amazed at this clever trick.

Good night, the princess of the Defossian family.

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The courtyard fences of each family in Mosobrey City are carved with gorgeous and weird patterns with spiders as the themes. The statues of various abyss demons are arranged in a scattered manner to decorate the aristocrats' residences. The pale demon fire is burning on it without any ignition, and it is connected to a red light in Zhuoer's eyes.

Even the patrolmen who wandered on the walls and suspension bridges in Mosobrey City, none of the drow noticed that a young dark elf who had been hidden in the shadows was gently slipping past their noses.

When he was constant with spider-spirited boots stepping on the soft moss on the ground of the hidden tunnel and preparing to wait for the members of the mercenary group to come to join, a pair of high black boots carelessly destroyed the peace that made Mo Yun feel at ease in the cave.

"Good morning, my cunning little spider."

Hearing this greeting, Mo Yun unconsciously stiffened his body and suppressed his instinct to pull out his short sword to make a retreating defensive posture. Most of the time, he did not like to have too close contact with other drowns at all, but the owner of this voice was an exception.

He sighed imperceptibly as the forceless hand removed the hood of his cloak and rubbed his short hair.

"Take your hat away, and the brim of the hat is almost touching my eyes, Captain."

"No, I can't find a better feather hat in Mosoft City." As if showing off, the one-eyed Dower in front of him straightened the Cuima bird feathered wide-brimmed hat that was so gorgeous that it was incompatible with the Dower man, and continued to rub the scout's short hair randomly. "I thought you were used to it."

Staring at the handsome Zhuoer in front of him who always had an elegant and sarcastic smile, Mo Yun decided to ignore his nearly nouveau riche's gorgeous taste again and report the information he brought: "The Defo family is over, but even if the Du Audden family turned the secret passage of the Defo family into the sky, they could not find the last missing Leo Defo."

This information did not arouse the interest of the mercenary leader who prefers a wide-brimmed top hat. Zhuoer, who seemed to be smiling casually, turned his eyes to the scout's black steel wristband: "It seems that my little spider can't help but participate in the hunting of Du Aodden's family."

Mo Yun did not answer such obvious questions, but just twisted impatiently in the intimate hug of the mercenary leader.

"Miss Ginafie is really not very smart. If she let her youngest son leave there, maybe Difo can leave a witness."

According to Zoer's hypocritical law, if there are high-ranking ruling families who are dissatisfied with the war between lower families, the "witness" is the final revival of the defeated family. However, in the long underground history of Zoer elves, no family seems to be able to regain their status through this seemingly reasonable way.

He murmured to himself that the Devo family, who had never existed according to the laws of the city of Desol Blair, gave the mercenary leader and raised the scout's chin like he looked at his favorite magical gem.

"Good job, my little spider, maybe I should go and talk to Miss Marys about the information about the survivors of the Devos family."

He said half jokingly and seriously, but his eyes shifted from the scout's never-expressive face to the young Dower's right hand.

A chalcedony necklace was lying on the scout's right hand that was not much bigger than an arrow. He moved the necklace to the mercenary leader and briefly explained: "Leo Diver's necklace."

The mercenary leader just glanced at the red gem filled with milky white flocs inside and made an accurate evaluation: "Except for the defensive magic attached to it, both the workmanship and the caramel itself are poor. A noble woman actually wore this inferior surface goods, and no mistress would believe it."

He picked up the chalcedony inlaid in the silver ring from Mo Yun's hand and looked at the white fluff that was flowing like mist inside the gems again. This is a proof that the powerful constant protection spell plays a role on this pendant

When the cold silver ring touched the young Dower's forehead, the scout had not yet understood what his boss, who was accustomed to hiding his cunning behind the smile and bluff, wanted to do. But the mercenary leader had disappeared from the other end of the stone chamber, and only his farewell words echoed in this hidden cave with the sound of black high boots stepping on the rock.

"My little spider, happy day in the group."

No member of the Dayeth mercenary group could fully understand the seemingly whim tricks of their leader, and of course, young scouts could not. The mercenary leader could make his adjutants, such as the arrogant and calm psychic Jinmuri O'Brozar, who was so arrogant that he was almost constructed, could also dance the swing dance in the most cruel, ruthless and dangerous political struggles among the family in Mosoft City.

The Dayet Mercenary Group needed them to hide the betrayed mercenary leader with humility and integrity, and only he could weave a net in this dangerous city of Desol Blair to allow male refugees to prey on them, and they therefore offered him their strength and unreliable loyalty, just as the relationship between the vicious priestesses and their even more vicious mad goddesses.

Since you picked it from the dark alley of Skull Harbor, I have been very aware of this fact. The scout held the brass chalcedony protective neck hanging on his neck now, looking at the direction of the departure of the Zoll, and muttered habitually with his lips. However, a word still emanated from his mouth uncontrollably, like a sigh when water drips fell to the ground in a tunnel:
To be continued...