Weig looked at Grant who was gradually walking away, and for a moment he felt extremely complicated and surprised. He had never thought that the young man in the past would have such a profound background, which was completely beyond his imagination.

"Sir, please go to the mage tower first, and then wait quietly for his return." Oliver stretched out his hand in a friendly manner, indicating to Weig to return to the mage tower first and then make other plans.

"Okay." Vig nodded at a loss, followed Oliver cautiously, and entered the mage tower.

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"Huh~~"

A cloud of gray-black dust spread on both sides.

Grant was riding on the snake-tailed wolf, looking at the places where golden flames and billowing smoke were coming out everywhere, and began to think about the places where war elves could appear in front of him. He knew that he could usually encounter individual seventh- and eighth-level prey. Generally,

Advanced Warcraft types will have minions, which cost a lot of power. At this time, Grant naturally wanted to get some experience before breaking the city.

Moreover, useful materials such as the eyes of war elves, some enchanted weapons, and poison powders were all very popular with Grant.

"Their mission is mainly to disturb the peace in the Fire City and disperse some of the supply troops, which can help the orcs attack. But similarly, their actions can be distinguished with a little attention. Basically, the places with the most fire and smoke

, usually they are there to destroy. I can follow this clue to find them."

Grant thought to himself as he stroked the flaming red hair of the snake-tailed wolf with one hand. After feeling the violent emotions in its body, he looked at the nearby fire area with his eyes and quickly located a location.

"Yes, it's the west." Grant rode a snake-tailed wolf and suddenly rushed into the civilian area in the west.

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Amidst the ruins of a messy house.

On the fallen dead trees, some curling flames were burning. The bright red blood flowing nearby had dried up and solidified into blood clots due to the heat of the flames. In some corners, there were scattered blackened hands and feet, or ashes.

.

The road ahead and behind was blocked by rugged gravel, wood debris and debris.

At this time, a slender and delicate hand suddenly stretched out from the gravel. The fingertips became dripping with blood from digging into the nearby hard rocks, and a large amount of emerald green liquid oozed from the blurred fingertips.

"boom!"

After throwing the wooden blocks and stones on both sides, the embarrassed figure in a green robe also escaped from the ruins. He coughed violently and vomited large green blood clots in his lungs.

On the ground, there was still a cross-shaped thin sword scratch on the violently rising and falling chest.

Some green blood gurgled out from above.

"How could there be such a powerful person here? I'm afraid he can rival the captain. I'm so unlucky to meet a master." Hoarse Elvish language came out of the mouth of a silver-haired war elf. The handsome

On his face, he relaxed slightly after seeing no one around him.

"You're not dead."

An interesting voice suddenly sounded from behind, approaching slowly with a hint of teasing and amusement. He crushed the fine gravel step by step, making a rustling sound of grinding his teeth.

Hearing the sound, the War Elf felt as if a gust of cold wind had penetrated his body, and he shivered for a moment. Feeling the fear in his heart, he swallowed hard and looked at the figure walking behind him with horrified eyes.

It was a one-eyed man in his forties or fifties. He wore a simple leather armor and a thin sword at his waist. The black leather boots under his feet made him look like a trained knight, and his face

But he always wore a smile that was like teasing a toy. This smile made the war elf feel as if his whole body was being poured with cold water. In a daze, it seemed like a ferocious demon was slowly approaching him.

He would use his sharp claws to tear apart his body, and then crush the body into mincemeat.

"No... no, you can't follow me. I used forbidden magic to escape here. There is no trace at all. How did you find me? I must have hallucinated." The war elf fluttered in disbelief.

He stood up and held the elf sword tremblingly, but his pale face and deep fear replaced all his expressions.

It made him look like a frightened rabbit.

"You don't need to worry about this matter for the time being. I can send you away from this world."

The one-eyed man loosened his wrist and took the thin sword at his waist. With a simple move, the sharp sword intention made the war elf feel heavy oppression. He understood how terrifying the human in front of him was.

He is no match at all.

But even after thinking about it, the war elf had no chance of escaping.

"call out!"

Suddenly, there was a flash of silver light, illuminating the eyes of the war elf like lightning. He suddenly felt a convulsion in his body. He trembled a little and was horrified to find a small wound in his throat, oozing out emerald green blood.

"It's a pity that you have let fear take over, otherwise you would not be able to avoid this move." The one-eyed man put the thin sword on his waist and pushed the war elf's standing body forward with one hand, and fell down with a snap.

on the ground.

After doing all this, the one-eyed man looked around at the messy environment on both sides and felt a little headache.

"It seems that we have to change the town again, which is really troublesome. These humans and all living species are full of war. One day they will be in this vortex and quagmire, unable to extricate themselves."

The one-eyed man who was muttering to himself suddenly changed his expression. He turned his head like lightning and found that on the opposite road, under the mixture of firelight and moonlight, he saw a monster with fiery red fur standing there, with a flaxen man sitting on the monster.

The young man was looking at himself with a surprised expression.

The one-eyed man realized that his strength might really be exposed.

opposite.

Grant looked at the one-eyed man in front of him in surprise. He remembered that this was the owner of the weapons shop, Kadasi. Now that he saw this method of easily getting rid of the war elves, he understood that the other party was indeed very powerful.

"Detection." Grant immediately threw out his detection ability. After many consecutive upgrades, it has now reached level seven. He did not believe that he could not detect his true level.

"Owen [Redbud Knight] Level: Nine (physical damage) Strength: Agility: Constitution:"

The sudden information stunned Grant, and he suddenly felt as if something had happened. He looked at the postgraduate knight in front of him with a blank expression. As a former master, he knew the identity of the Bauhinia Corolla Knight very well.

Once in the game, he accepted a script mission. It was about the death wish of the Bauhinia Crown Knight. Of course, that knight's strength was far inferior to the one in front of him.

He didn't expect that he would meet such a hidden side character.

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Chapter completed!