"Go to the inner city? My Majesty Maxke...what are you going there at this time? Now no one can enter there except the old city lord and the old men's army, and those nobles.
It's not even a wealthy businessman. Especially if you have to bring so many people with you... I said, if you plan to kidnap the old guy, then I advise you to forget it. That old guy has become stingy, except for himself.
No one can touch his money. As for the descendants, it seems that there is only one daughter who stays by his side, but that is ugly…”
"So, I need your help, right? You are the best guy in the city." Edward smiled familiarly and complimented quietly. Then he received a burst of laughter.
Elena frowned and looked at the hunter and the bald one-eyed guy in front of him, wearing a short linen robe, with a bald one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-way exchanges from time to time, and occasionally one or two swear words, as if they had been with each other for many years, without saying a word
It's just an old friend who doesn't talk about it.
But in fact, the time they met was no more than an hourglass scale.
The female paladin couldn't help but shake her head.
But it is not surprising - contrary to the inconspicuous appearance, the mercenary in front of her, who was younger than herself, always seemed to bring her some incredible experiences.
Just like now, with the help of that little thief, he took the contact person on his head... He only spent two hourglass to contact certain forces in the city.
And the way they found is equally incredible.
...
After a few hourglasses, the group had already submerged into the darkness.
Here is a long silhouette, semicircular. It is made up of layers of gray-yellow square bricks. The entire silhouette is pitch black, low and abandoned, with water erosion on the edges of the walls and the ground.
The water flow in the pit once made the ground appear mottled, but this darkness has long dried up. Only the surrounding rock walls that have been weathered after long-term erosion by sea water have been uneven. In the illumination of the fire
Below, a large area of dark dirt on the four walls of the sewer passes through people's sight piece by piece, and traces of rust suddenly appear in the field of view. Then it is quickly thrown behind you and sinks into the darkness outside the coverage of the torch. The luster is above
Pulling out a long shadow, like countless monsters with claws.
Elena's eyes were always on Edward-
This is part of the underground drainage system in the center of Farne. In the past few hundred years, this system has been used to prevent the possible invasion of Farne by tides, but decades ago. Guanghui Bay has been from the original fishing merchants.
After dual-purpose was developed into a large commercial port, large-scale excavation reduced the seawater level by nearly ten feet, so this place became useless equipment.
However, in order to prevent the erosion of sea water from year to year, the basic structure inside was very solid. Even if it was not used for such a long time, there was not much damage. In fact, thieves often used this that almost ran through the entire old city.
Most convenient routes underground... naturally, they will not be easily damaged.
Surprisingly, this drainage passage also passed under the castle - but the possibility of foreign invasion has been considered, so it is a separate passage that is likely to be guarded.
Although the map of the underground passage is in the hands of the female paladin, the cumbersome patterns, dim light and almost the same surrounding situation make it extremely difficult to check the path... but this complex and vague
The drawings seemed not a problem at all with the young hunter.
He just spent an hourglass scale and looked at it in detail from beginning to end. However, after entering this long tunnel, he took the position of the outpost and walked in this twists and forked passage.
After nearly two miles, I actually took it without any signs of a lost path.
If the previous process of entering the city had made her more admiration and surprise to this young man who was younger than her, then her feelings were now surprised or even shocked.
Calm, wise, amazing memory.
A mage, or that's what it should be like... No, it should be said that most of the mages she has seen are probably not as close to a mage as the young man in front of her who was a mercenary not long ago...
…
Of course, she didn't understand that this was not a great achievement for Edward, or for any psychic warlock - their self-hypnosis ability is not just used to paralyze pain, assist in casting or fighting,
There are also some magical effects when memorizing certain files.
Although the deep edge of the hood almost obscured his eyes and left a deep shadow in that place, Edward no longer needed ordinary vision. He half-squinted his eyes, a trace of subtle flowing deep in his pupils
Light.
At the far end of his sight, the Spirit Crystal servant hooked the cracks in the ceiling with six long star-like legs, moving quietly. The magical creature used a ability beyond vision to sense the surroundings, darkness for
It is also meaningless. Through telepathy, it accurately transmits the scene after every corner ahead into the consciousness of the psychic warlock. The superposition of the two abilities allows Edward to at least a few hundred feet ahead.
All movements and stillness are in your heart.
So far, everything has been going smoothly.
This underground tunnel has not been used for too long, so even the city lord himself has ignored it... However, Edward did not have too much confidence in the future because of this, and things related to magic are always mysterious.
Unpredictable, but it will be troublesome when it comes to the opponent - a prophetic spell may completely ruin a simple plan. What's more, although the area of this sewer is vast, it is still deep underground.
, the effect of a collapse is enough to make these people freak out - the previous underground adventure experience is still deeply etched into the hunter's memory.
What's more, the executor of this plan is already a big problem.
From the most practical perspective, Edward's suggestion is that the entire team of men is composed of priests. The paladins only need to pick a few - after all, blessing techniques, prayer techniques, magic armors, etc. in divine arts,
All are of great value for combat. A warrior who is full of buffs and his usual combat power is a world of difference, with a difference in clouds and mud. Not only that, the priest can also relieve his own warriors of negative state and heal.
Or simply give a divine favor that is only effective for yourself, and then take a hammer to hit the enemy. The experienced priest combines the fighting skills of divine art and will never be inferior to any paladin.
However, reality always makes people have no chance to choose...
The surging crowds made it difficult for the temple to let go. In fact, the two priests who accompanied the team were forced to requisition under the premise of being extremely reluctant.
In order to ensure the need for secret actions, some magic was cast on them, completely eliminating the friction sound of the armor, and also attached dark vision. However, the paladins were not wanderers who were skilled in secret actions, and they could not control their heavy breathing.
The action method that does not focus on the point of foothold, with a messy tap sound - not to mention the sophisticated wanderers or hunters, even Edward himself, if he was the guard. He did not doubt that he could easily be at some distance
In the key part near the ground, layers of echoes from the waterways were heard from the ground.
The paladins are chosen warriors of God. The blessings of the gods make their combat power quite impressive, far exceeding ordinary knights. Although the ability to fight on a large scale is lacking, if it is really a bit narrow, it is difficult to exert the number of people.
Fight. Then even these ten people can play a huge role. What's more, the divine power on them can gain considerable advantages when facing evil.
If those men were not a group of 2juro's young boys.
Although they are also called paladins, they are actually like some students who have not graduated from higher education institutions... youthful and passionate. They unconditionally believe in justice and kindness... to be precise.
"It's really a lot of joy for the 2b youth." Hall sneered: "They didn't seem to notice at all. If the city lord suddenly had a sudden idea at this time and ordered the catapult on the city tower to shoot a volley here,
Their dreams and courage will turn into a ball of meat paste. If God really knows everything, then what he meant was that he wanted to rebuild these idiots, right?"
Of course, Edward would not publicly express his contempt... Physiologically, he is only over fourteen years old, which is more suitable for the comment of a young boy than those people, not to mention that 2b has its own 2b
Advantages: simple-minded guys will not have any strange views on actions like dying. The so-called honor of overthrowing evil and saving the city is enough for them to be excited and eager to try.
"For me, saving myself in battle is the first priority. Only by leaving my life can I have the opportunity to defeat the enemy and protect those things that need protection. I do not deny that there is something more important than life.
But before that, first of all, I will consider not letting it enter danger, rather than deciding to give up life at any time. Giving up life will give up all opportunities. How can you guarantee that what you are trying hard to protect will be in
You won't destroy it easily after you die? Sacrifice is noble, but it must be valuable, isn't it?"
"Mercenaries are indeed boring flies. As long as there is a stench of interest, they will buzz... No wonder you are a trustless person. How could such a guy have any faith!"
"Oh, that really disappoints you. I have always believed in the Marxist-Leninist thoughts and Deng Xiaoping Theory, and followed the important speeches of the Three Represents to move forward unswervingly."
"...Is there a God's name like this in the world? And it doesn't sound like a normal God's name, but it's close to the code names used by evil beings to delude people's hearts..."
“…Uh… When can the paladin be so irresponsible, maliciously speculate on unknown things based on his name alone? What’s more, it is a great existence that will eventually liberate all mankind and let true peace, equality and freedom come on the earth
…”
"That's really great...but why doesn't it feel like it's true?"
"Forget it, I shouldn't have expected you to do this. A guy without political awareness can understand..."
"Faith has nothing to do with politics, right?"
"How could it be not?"
“Is there any?”
"No?"
Edward naturally had no interest in maintaining any peace... However, if this place really became an evil place, his opportunity to learn spiritual energy would obviously be ruined and he would lose this opportunity. Do you really have to run to the dark area?
Let’s find another spiritual sucking monster and ask about the learning methods of psychic supernatural powers? So the best method is undoubtedly to allow these paladins to complete the mission and remove the evil threats here.
The lord of a medium-sized city may not be able to compete with the foundation of those great noble families. However, Farn is one of the few harbors in the Tuminis Empire, even if it is a conservative estimate. The tax amount here is more than 10,000 gold coins.
For a year, let alone the wealth that a noble must have hoarded and the priceless treasures in the magicians.
The result of staying in the city and waiting for it is probably only the arrival of monsters and the destruction teams... If that's the case, it's better to bet on luck and send these little ghosts to the center... Then the paladins will be eliminated for the people.
He was so good that Edward could make money easily, which was much better than waiting here.
Moreover, this underground passage is the best escape route. The thieves have long created four or five of the fastest routes to leave the city over the years. Things are not harmonious and escaping is not a problem.
The two guards were slowly moving their bodies in the darkness. They were circling around a passage, and their paces were always close to each other. They were enough to ensure that they were not attacked by sneak attacks, but the distracted spirit made them look more like
I am using circles to pass time.
One thousand three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three seven... The tall guard was bored in his mind to calculate the number of movements, this unlucky errand... He cursed himself in his heart and kept rubbing
Fingers with stiff hair blown by the cold wind.
Wait, why is it so quiet? The vague sound of water dripping in the distance. The low buzzing sound of the wind blowing through the tunnel... No, even the footsteps that are close at hand can't be heard. Only the bumps and beating of the heart in your ears
The sound of blood flowing suddenly became louder, even a little harsh... He raised his head in surprise. He glanced at the surroundings hidden in the darkness, then turned his body halfway, and then turned halfway…
Next he stiffened for a moment - because he found that in front of him was the back of his companion.
Tom? Strange? I should be walking with him on the back? What the hell is this kid doing? No, I accidentally went around for half a circle? This...
This is his last thought...
In a slight stiffness, the black figure had already flashed from behind to the left side of the warrior, just cutting into the dead corner of his sight. Then the triangular edge of his left hand pierced upwards, and with a slight sound, piercing straight from the lateral vein.
The severe pain inside the body made the prey open his eyes wide and try to scream as hard as possible. However, the pierced trachea and throat could only support him to spew a low hissing sound, and at this time the boy had already turned around and pushed away
At the same time, the black sword in his right hand drew a long arc in the air!
Kara!
With the magic-enhanced sharp blade and huge rotation force, even the tenacity of human cervical bones cannot resist, and the head rises into the sky with a blood arrow!
At the end of the continuous movement, the caster gently pulled the corner of his mouth.
His power did not return to the strongest state in his memory - it is very likely that he could no longer fully recover, but the ability of the psychic warlock gave him a unique way of fighting.
Self-hypnosis... The way the psychic warlock trains his own spirit will not cause substantial changes in the body, but it can gain the ability to control the deepest potential of the body and the mind - for example, he can tolerate it
Pain, resist fear, ensure your movement accuracy when you are about to be exhausted or seriously injured, and even endure toxins and impending death.
This ability also allows him to see the sharp arrows flying towards him at high speed, and the sharp blades waved by his opponent can more effectively control every muscle bundle of him and do fine work such as carving on his hair.
Even through observation, you can judge the opponent's insight into the next move... and in the battle between swords and swords, this ability can often exert a surprising effect.
For example, now... life and death have been separated in a short breath.
The tunnel is constantly extending inward, and at every corner, death is also increasing.
Several paladins moved forward carefully, staring at the fire in front of them and the figures of the enemies. Even though they knew that they were outside the enemy's field of vision, they still couldn't help but hold their breath...
Because the short figure had already moved forward and walked into the range of the light.
It was not slowly approaching, nor did it deliberately enter into the shadow, but the guard did not see him - the young hunter moved with his sight, hiding himself perfectly in the blind spots he could not see, just like that
Touched behind the opponent.
After a few seconds of suffocating pauses, Edward's left hand had already locked the other person's throat like lightning, and the tip of the triangular prick of his right hand was directly inserted into the back of the other person's head along the connection between the cervical spine and the skull.
It was like a prey bitten by a poisonous spider. The gushing blood and fine and viscous white pieces gushed from the neck. The strong man was harvested by the short god of death in a silent and violent twitch.
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