Late at night, a silver moon hangs high in the night sky, and the quiet and bright moonlight is like layers of tulle, gently covering Shuishen Town.
In the cold night, the residents of the small town who had been busy for a day fell into sleep. The barking of domestic dogs occasionally echoed in the streets, but it reflected that the town was surrounded by an atmosphere called tranquility.
Six figures of different heights shuttled through the deep streets where light and darkness intertwined. They were wrapped in thick gray-black leather cloaks and wore soft-soled leather boots. They tried not to make any noise when moving, and deliberately walked in the shadow of the building.
down to hide the traces.
The civilian area of Shuishe Town is densely populated. Even if it is covered by night and shadow, it is impossible to avoid everyone's eyes and ears while walking on the road. However, the houses and buildings here are very crowded, and the lanes are crisscrossed and winding like a spider web.
It's like a maze. Even locals who were born and raised here often take the wrong route when going home in the dark. You can imagine how difficult it is to track moving targets in such complicated streets.
Victor fully evolved the environment of Water Snake Town, and he seemed to have an all-round, three-dimensional map in his mind that could correspond to reality. It was impossible for him to get lost here with his eyes closed.
Victor led Harvey and others to squeeze through a narrow alley that could only be passed sideways, and broke into the street behind. Two wandering domestic dogs suddenly saw them, tucked their tails, huddled in the corner and barked loudly.
"Poof", "poof", Harvey curled his fingers and popped out two copper coins, just like shooting two stone bullets with a bow, killing them instantly.
The half-whining cry of a domestic dog before it died caused trouble. Some residents got out of bed, quietly walked to the window, and cautiously looked out, but found nothing unusual.
Victor and his party had already walked away, but the movement just now caused the pursuer's rapid footsteps to be heard again.
There were at least a dozen secret sentries following Victor from the moment he left the rental house.
These people were very difficult to deal with. Victor used the obstacles of the street terrain to escape the pursuit many times, but they could always find their way back to the back of the team based on the barking of the wandering dogs.
Their reactions were alert, their actions were quick, and their cooperation was skillful. They had a firm grasp on the tail of Victor and his group. They were by no means ordinary awakened people, at least they were professionals who had sublimated their expertise.
In fact, McGrady had long since discovered that there was a group of unfamiliar guys wandering around the rental house instead of the Guards soldiers. According to the old scout, as long as he was not blind, it would be useless no matter how well disguised a few lame secret sentries were.
Victor trusted McGrady's talent in this area. Although he was cursed with a cold heart and lost most of his combat effectiveness, he was still a top scout from the Legion. He was able to travel unimpeded in the hinterland of the orc army and detect key intelligence. He discovered several
To the old scout, secret whistle is as common as eating and drinking.
Under Maddie's identification, Victor and Harvey had already locked onto the stalkers. It was certain that they were not professionals in the Water Snake Town Guard. As for their true background, Victor did not bother to investigate. Anyway, he was about to enter
Underground caves, and then leaving Water Snake Town through underground secret passages, and then finding a way to change their appearance, the people and things here can come to an end.
Tonight's evacuation operation being continuously followed by secret sentries will be a problem after all.
"Sir, do you want me to kill them all? I promise I won't make too much noise!" Harvey gritted his teeth and whispered to Victor.
Families in urban areas are accustomed to keeping dogs. It would be unrealistic for Harvey to kill all the domestic dogs in the entire neighborhood, but it would be much easier to deal with the hidden whistles that cause trouble.
Victor stopped and said calmly: "I will deal with them myself... You continue to walk forward, turn right at the third alley, go all the way to the end, and wait for me in the last room on the left."
"The third alley, the last house on the left, okay. What should we do if there are residents inside?" Maddie asked.
Harvey has always obeyed Victor's instructions, and Maddie also has full confidence in him. Because Victor once single-handedly dismantled the orc bone collector gang in the forest, and even the terrifying and ferocious jackals were easily killed by his sword.
Not to mention a few low-level professionals who are only worthy of tracking.
"If there are people in the house, subdue them and keep the noise down." After Victor ordered, he turned around and jumped onto the four-meter-high roof opposite, as dexterously and silently as a cat.
Victor has extraordinary perception, extraordinary agility and low-light vision. He can hear the flapping of mosquito wings dozens of meters away; buildings cannot hinder his actions; targets in the night are invisible to him. He can compare
Harvey takes out stalkers more efficiently.
The houses here are built in a boxy shape, and the top floors are all covered with balconies. The advantage is that the space is utilized to the maximum, but the disadvantage is that it provides convenience for agile thieves. Therefore, when residents sleep, they always push the door in and out of the balconies from the inside.
Lock it up and never sleep in the cool air on the balcony. If there are still people hanging out on the roof at night, they must have ulterior motives.
For example, now Victor is ready to beat someone up.
Those stalkers are all scattered in the alleyways below. They use the shadows of the terrain to hide or sneak. Their sneaky actions make them look like experienced thieves.
Unfortunately, no matter how careful and professional they act, they can't hide Victor's extraordinary perception. It is a nearly three-dimensional full perception method. Even if the line of sight is blocked by obstacles, the sharp hearing and smell can still lock the target's location.
, master some basic information about the target's height, weight, movement mode and speed, and even physical condition.
With his excellent perception talent and profound knowledge reserve, Victor can always strike first and become invincible before he even takes action.
He stood at a high place and found every follower in a matter of seconds.
The clothes these people wear are completely the same as ordinary townspeople, but everyone is very capable and has strong muscles. They work in groups of two or three, scattered in different locations, and rely on short whistles to keep in touch with their accomplices.
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Victor frowned slightly. Since his opponents were numerous and well-trained, he realized that it was almost impossible for him to defeat them one by one in secret.
However, he quickly locked onto the commanders of these secret posts.
It was a corner of the street. Hidden out of Victor's sight were three people. Two of them were breathing heavily and long. They were in a state of concentrated alert. They should be bodyguards. And the real commander was always there.
It is to blow a short whistle after the dog barking stops, prompting the accomplices outside to respond.
Victor didn't know the content of the whistle code they agreed on. It was nothing more than "Go and see the north", "There is no one in the north", "Then go south" and other messages.
Obviously, as long as the commander is eliminated, these unidentified secret sentries will definitely be in chaos for a while, and it will be difficult to catch up with Harvey and the others.
Victor just did what he said, calling for the breeze to surround his body, and flew away on the roof, like an owl gliding in the night sky, without making any sound, he landed at the corner where the commander was, and it happened to be the three of them.
blind spot of perspective.
He made a quick move and pressed a light palm on the back of a bodyguard's head. It seemed that the force was light, but in fact, he used the Qi lifting and slashing technique of the combat breathing method. He spit out a penetrating force from his palm, knocking the strong and strong professional into the air.
I fainted from the shock.
Even if a professional's physique surpasses that of an ordinary half-elf, their head is still their key point. What's more, the penetrating strike of Ti Qi Slash is good at breaking through defenses. Victor doesn't need to wait for the result at all. He turns around and floats behind another bodyguard.
, follow the same method to knock him out.
The moment the slender and well-proportioned palm hit the back of the head, the bodyguard turned around and turned his head when he was about to spit out the penetration. He bent his left hand into claws and grabbed backwards. The power was extremely ferocious, and the attack was as fast as lightning. His fingers and claws
It tore through the air with an explosion, swept across Victor's chest, and then hit the stone wall beside the alleyway.
With a "bang" sound, the hard wall collapsed and cracked.
The house behind this wall suddenly stopped, as if there was an invisible pair of scissors cutting off all inappropriate sounds.
The corner alley was dragged into a strange atmosphere by an invisible spiritual force, and even the arrogant domestic dogs fell into silence collectively.
It was obviously a dark and narrow alley, but it looked like a gladiatorial arena with flying sand.
Dripping with blood.
Hot and cold.
Spiritual power is often invisible and intangible, but it can shake people's hearts. It is the manifestation of will, just like the smile of a peerless beauty can make people dazzled; the majestic king can make his tribe tremble with one look; the profound wise man can make people tremble with one word.
People have respect.
And this chilling and passionate spiritual power comes from the half-elf who broke through the wall with his bare hands.
He was in his thirties, with shocking scars on his bald head, and both ears were missing. He was half-kneeling on the ground, staring at Victor with a pair of dead fish eyes. His thick neck was abnormally twisted.
, which caused him to lose most of his mobility, but his aura was ferocious and ferocious, like a wounded beast, ready to launch the most deadly counterattack at any time.
Victor stood leisurely a few meters away, showing no hostility.
However, no one can doubt his power.
Subduing a beast is different from killing a beast. The former is much more difficult than the latter. Just now, Victor appeared here like a ghost, instantly knocking out a professional thug and injuring another, but he was unscathed.
During the confrontation between him and the injured thugs, the leader who commanded the secret sentry became a dispensable passerby, standing there without even daring to breathe.
The reason why the leader of the secret whistle is so honest is because the explosive momentum of his accomplices puts a huge and clear pressure on him.
Don't move, otherwise you will die!
That's right, Victor originally didn't intend to kill anyone. He just wanted to quietly knock them out and create chaos, thereby escaping the tracking of the secret sentry. However, his raid failed. If the commander of the secret sentry dared to shout for help at this time.
Then, in order to avoid the siege of a group of professionals, Victor could only adopt the most efficient method and kill these two people on the spot.
The reason why the raid failed was because the fierce-looking thug was beyond Victor's expectation. The timing of his counterattack was just right. Victor used all his means, using the secret skills of Wind Movement and Flashing Sword, which instantly improved to retreat, barely avoiding the opponent.
otherwise he would be counterattacked, and even if he did not die, he would inevitably be seriously injured. In that case, Victor would not even be able to protect himself, and the consequences would be disastrous.
Fortunately, combined with the popular flash sword technique, he was able to move forward and retreat freely, which was extraordinary, allowing Victor to turn defeat into victory at the critical moment. However, he definitely couldn't hold back at that time, and he made a fist with his bent fingers and stabbed the thug's cervical vitals.
In the affinity state of the wind element, Victor is not known for his strength, but his physical attribute has reached 17 points after all. A jab without reservation is enough to break the neck of a half-elf professional. However, the jab touches the thug's neck.
In the cervical spine, Victor felt that what he had hit was a tightly twisted tendon. The flexible rebound force caused the vertebral joints that were hit by the critical blow to be only slightly displaced, but not completely interrupted.
Regardless, an injury like a dislocated vertebrae should result in paralysis, rendering the casualty incapacitated.
However, this professional thug still possesses a frightening fighting spirit. Judging from his ferocious appearance, he may be able to launch a fierce attack on Victor.
There is no doubt that the bald half-elf's life level has reached the third level, and he is also a rare violent half-elf. He has danger premonition and combat intuition comparable to ferocious beasts. Although his combat skills are still rough, his counterattacks are directly effective and almost
Let Victor capsize in the gutter.
If it were just a violent half-elf, Victor wouldn't care too much.
The opponent's strong will to overcome the impact of the injury reminded Victor of Yog, a barbarian boy from the plantation in Braun Town.
The body structure of barbarian warriors is very peculiar. Their organs are usually retracted into the abdominal cavity. When they are injured, their organs can secrete special substances to convert pain into strength. They are temporarily immune to negative effects such as coma and weakness, and maintain strong combat effectiveness.
Victor beat Yog with a stick until he screamed, but could not knock him out.
Half-elves do not have the physical conditions of barbarians. The bald half-elves rely purely on willpower to resist the effects of cervical spine dislocation.
In other words, his mental power has surpassed the limits of his body, and he can also manifest his will to an incredible extent.
What Victor was thinking of was the touch of the heart.
Soul Fire, Soul Touch, and Soul Light represent the three major levels of spiritual power, but they are not mutually exclusive, and there is no way to advance one after another.
Harvey ignited the fire of the soul, but Victor did not ignite the fire of the soul, but he had both the touch of the soul and the light of the soul. His titles of "Goblin Slayer" and "Gnoll Killer" belong to the category of soul touch.
The wind movement talent should be counted as the light of the soul.
However, his and Harvey's psychic powers came from strange sources, and there are some doubts that are difficult to explain.
Victor once thought that the three major levels of psychic power corresponded to the "Mirror Heart", "Dream Shadow", and "Soul Body" circulated by half-elf professionals, but the names were just different.
Now it seems that things may not be as simple as he thought.
Half-elf professionals believe that they should first master the "Mirror Heart", then the "Dream Shadow", and finally the "Soul Body".
In the history of the Disa Alliance, there must have been half-elves who mastered the secret of the "soul body".
If the bald half-elf masters the "Shadow of Dreams", he is too weak. His personal strength is not as good as Harvey's, and his status is also weak, so he can only act as a thug and bodyguard for others.
Because of this, the bald half-elf's mental body seemed special and full of mysteries, which aroused Victor's curiosity.
Just like in the case of Ruth and Jessica, Victor has always been interested in unique mental bodies and cannot extricate himself.
Looking the bald half-elf up and down, Victor asked enthusiastically: "What's your name?"
The professional thug did not feel Victor's hostility, and his tense body gradually relaxed, but he remained silent and did not speak.
"He has no name himself. We all call him Half-Dumb Kent." The leader of the Dark Whistle interjected. Seeing that Victor did not blame himself, he continued: "Sir, oh, Your Majesty, Kent comes from the Dark Valley.
He was once a gladiator slave in the arena. It is said that he fought more than a hundred games and only lost one. His throat was seriously injured and he almost died. He was finally rescued and could not speak fluently."
Victor ignored the leader of the secret sentry at all and asked Kent again: "Are you willing to follow me?"
The half-elf thug's dead fish eyes had a strange gleam, and his Adam's apple wrapped with scars rolled up and down, but he still shook his head.
Victor felt a little regretful, sighed softly, and said instead: "Stop following me. In that case, I will have no choice but to kill you all... It would be a pity if someone as interesting as you dies."
After saying that, he jumped onto the wall next to him, and his tall and slender figure escaped into the dark night.
The leader of the secret whistle let out a sigh of relief, turned to look at his accomplices, as if he was meeting each other for the first time, and said with lingering fear: "Someone actually said that you are an interesting guy, and they want to recruit you when they meet for the first time. What a hell... Okay
Well, you just saved my life. I didn’t expect you to be so strong. Aren’t we all third-level thugs?”
Kent stretched out his left hand, reset his cervical spine with a click, and said with great difficulty in a hoarse voice: