"Jerred, Meshdovic has just stepped down. He said that his soul was detained by a grassland elf priest after being killed by an assassin. He was unable to survive the torture just now." Sitting in front of a yellow-haired dwarf, wearing leather breastplate and linen pants, bald humans covered in muscles looked tired: "The group of Chu Renke didn't even see anyone in the murderer. Although Meshdovic saw the murderer, the other party obviously had some ability to cover his appearance and body, and also had the ability to block our tracks. Meshdovic said... According to the murderer's words, it may be the orders of the gods in the sky to kill him."

"Marel, is it possible that the murderer was setting up a suspicion array?" The yellow-haired dwarf wore a leather breastplate of the same style and licked the corner of his mouth in the room where only one lamp was lit. This news was a bit heavy for him. After all, being recorded by the gods in the game was indeed a serious incident.

"Mishdovic also thought about it, but I think... if the suspicion array is set up, how could this assassin stop us from chasing us? His ability reminded me of the young assassin in a small guild that expressed neutrality."

"Are you talking about the surname Han?" The yellow-haired dwarf frowned: "This guy is indeed good at it, but the assassin cannot be played alone. There is only a dead end to the battle without cooperation."

"No, no, he just recently revealed a special mission line. After the line he completed, he became a god's agent. He also disclosed a very interesting talent map, which has many practical skills. The most important point is that if he takes over the assassination mission assigned by the god, the murdered person will never find the murderer. All prophecy and other spells point to that god."

"So arrogant, why don't you say what this guy's name?" the yellow-haired dwarf asked with a frown.

"If I say his name, the gods will immediately sense our existence. Jared, if the murderer said it was true, he should be on the way to break into the door." At this point, the bald man Maril stood up. He picked up the duffel bag under his feet with his left hand and walked out, adding: "We must leave Provence first. The death of the child immediately aroused the malice of the grassland elves. Whether we were caught by the grassland elves or found by the assassin, we would be unable to escape. Therefore, the alliance decided to let us go to the border countryside where Ashby and Shaan first to avoid the limelight, the power of the grassland elves there was relatively weak."

"Is this the situation stronger than the human being?" The yellow-haired dwarf sighed, and as he stood up, he picked up the bag beside him and carried on his back.

"Yes, I'm starting to doubt whether the order to kill you at that time was correct or wrong." Maril pushed open the door, feeling the big bald head in the night sighed at the impermanence of life. After nodding to the friendly swordsman who was chaotic outside the door, he turned his head to look at Jared: "Sorry, Jared, I am really a commander of evil deeds. You have also brought you the reputation of killing children."

"Isn't it just that Charm is permanently reduced by four? My account has always been the basic Charm. Just give it to others any negotiation tasks." Dwarf Jared looked indifferent: "Besides, Marill, who knew that it was a child. The grassland elves were so small, it was really a headache."

"But I still feel a little guilty. After all, because of my order, Meshdovic died and his soul was completely disintegrated... I think he can only re-train one account." Maril said with some regret: "You know. Meshdovic is my most capable subordinate. In the entire Assassin's wing, I can't completely feel at ease with other teams except your team and Chu Renke's wing."

"Don't worry. Maril, we brothers think that your order is correct. We cannot treat the future of everyone in the Assassin's United, or even everyone in the entire league, as a joke. If you let that child go, we will never be able to do anything." The dwarf's calm voice made Maril still feel a little sad. He is also a person who is about to be a father: "My wife will have a baby in seven months. I'm still thinking that after half a year, I will take leave to accompany her and her children for two years... At that time, I will hand over the work in the United to you and Meshdovic, but the current team's mission can only be troubled by Meshdovic to do it alone."

"By the way, Jared, let me tell you, I'm considering whether to take advantage of the station to retreat this time. After all, I'm older and the assassin's rice is really unpalatable. I found that I've begun to react a little bit slow. Although I don't want to admit anything, I'm older... I really have no choice."

"Commander, you are still young." The swordsman in charge of leading the way followed the topic: "After all, there are few commanders like you who have experienced the fourth opening. There have been rumors in the forum that this time there will definitely be a large-scale epic battle involving the direction of history. At that time, we still need your old commander who has experienced the battle of Suzhou and Hangzhou for a year to help us."

"I am already an old man. After all, this world still belongs to young people like you."

Speaking of this, Maril heard the footsteps and bells coming from the front. A big bald head in his heart raised his head, followed the hand lantern raised by the swordsman, and saw a small man made of gray smoke. He held a Tang Zhi knife in his left hand and a bell hung at the tail of the scabbard.

The man smiled shyly at him.

"Marel Jackson, commander of the Southern United Assassin United Army, you and your Assassin's subordinates are indeed close friends and friends, but... I want to say that any guy who maliciously hurts a minor must die, and you and the dwarf behind you are no exception."

"What a scattered mess!" The swordsman dropped his hand knife, guided by moonlight, pulled out the long sword and rushed towards the small man. The latter used a scabbard to block the swordsman's slash at the moment when the long sword was in front of the body, and then the scabbard's long sword slashed under the swordsman's ribs.

Pushing the long sword, the murderer who finally cut most of the swordsman's ribs through the flipped corpse, opened his dark weird mouth to Marill behind him.

"Commander, you go first." Jared, a dwarf, dropped his luggage, pulled out two short swords from his waist, and rushed towards the murderer. In the end, he was cut in half by the long sword in front of Marill.

"Why don't you escape?" The murderer asked curiously after stepping over the zombie's corpse. In Maril's eyes, this humanoid made of smoke and a looming tail... It was a kitten man, Maril was deep in his heart.

This is the most terrifying little race in the entire multiverse. Their ability in combat has been well known since the first opening. For them, fighting is like a natural instinct. It is said that they have been learning how to swing the power sword since they were young, and finding a weak person among the kitten people is as ridiculous as finding a weak person among a group of blind people.

Thinking of this, Maril sighed: "How can I escape? My friends and subordinates are dead. What's the point of leaving me alone to survive... Besides, will you really save my life?"

"Yes, I will definitely kill you, so, are you ready to struggle to survive?"

"Well, I will definitely survive." Maril, who unshewned the long sword in his hand and threw away the scabbard, held the flash dust in his hand tightly and approached for a while, Maril would throw out the flash dust in his hand. The kitten people's vision was better than ordinary humans at night, but in front of the flash dust, their excellent vision was actually a burden.

As he approached, Marilping held up the long sword, and his sight would be disturbed after throwing out the flashing dust in his left hand. However, he had a mental calculation but was unintentional. Maril felt that he had a greater chance of winning.

When the strange murderer cat approached less than ten yards away from him, Maril threw out flashing dust, and a large flash of light immediately flashed into Maril's sight, but the big bald head rushed over and stabbed the long sword at the position where the kitten was.

After handing the sword for a short distance, Maril felt that his sword first stabbed a hard object, and then his sword was led to a crooked edge. Finally, the huge pain from his chest and abdomen flooded everything.

Until the end, until he fell to the ground, Maril couldn't figure out why the kitten could ignore the impact of the flash dust. The big bald head was in pain until the long knife penetrated into his brain stabbed into his back and destroyed the entire nerve center. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!