Hector gritted his teeth to suppress the smile on his face, the corners of his lips were torn and dripping with blood.
Taking out the moon white anesthetic grass from the box, Hector pinched a handful and put it into his mouth, chewing it slowly while mixing in the smell of blood, and breathed a long sigh of relief.
The brain began to numb, and the nightmare finally faded away.
With his hands clenched tightly and his joints making noise, Hector got off the ground and walked around in a daze, as if he had lost his soul.
"Dong dong dong~"
The aimless steps stopped, Hector grinned unconsciously, and opened the door.
Outside the door were Maurice and DeMaster.
"My lord is here, follow me."
Hector smiled and wiped the cracked corners of his lips.
"good."
After that, Morris found Nosles and Didist again, and the five of them walked directly into the bunker hall closest to the ground without saying anything else.
"Lord Leicester, I have brought you."
Lester glanced at the four people in front of him and said in a deep voice.
"You only have this chance."
The man's voice was cold and ruthless.
"After this time, I will get everything from you, including your souls. You must serve me for life, and your descendants must also serve the Emerald Territory and my descendants. They will never betray you forever, live in the dark underground forever, and fight against killings.
Death is your companion…it’s still too late to refuse now.”
"Of course, your order is the meaning of my future life, my master."
The delicate-looking Nosles was the first to bend his knees, slowly kneeling on the ground and placing his head on the ground.
"Revenge is over, I listen to you."
With his hands wrapped in bloody bandages, DiMaster's words were concise and powerful.
Lester looked at the other two people.
"good."
Hector only said one word, while the last person named "Deadist" just nodded silently without saying a word.
"In that case, come with me. You will get used to the new equipment today and set off tomorrow."
The six people arrived at the military camp. At this time, the last batch of equipment packed in wooden crates was also unloaded from the warehouse and placed next to the large shield standing against the wall.
Opening the large wooden boxes, Lester found the Dance of Death suit box and distributed it to the five people in order according to their number and size.
"This is equipment customized according to your body shape. This is what you will wear when you go out this time."
"Master, this is really as beautiful as a work of art. I wonder if I can know her name?"
Northless caressed his own dance of death, his eyes blurred.
"This set of light armor is called Dance of Death. It is magic steel equipment made of orichalcum, which is unique to the Emerald Territory."
After briefly explaining the characteristics and additional equipment of Dance of Death to the five of them, Lester allowed the five of them to explore on their own.
"Master, can I call her Hislaine?"
Hearing that the name was the same as Nosles's fiancée, Lester nodded.
"How you name it is your own business, you don't need to ask me."
"Oh, my Hislaina~ You finally came back to me again, and I will never let you leave me again."
Unlike Noslais who kept touching it, Hector just checked the weapons that came with Dance of Death first, and finally fixed his sights on the four magic steel flying knives.
The Magic Steel Throwing Knife is top-heavy and suitable for spinning and projecting, and not only that.
In Hecht's opinion, these four thin-edged throwing knives seemed more suitable for skinning.
Silently, Deidist took off his black leather armor, put on the Dance of Death, and began to move his body to adapt to the weapon.
Studying the exquisite Dark Blood hand crossbow, DiMaster quickly became familiar with how to use it, and couldn't help but admire the design of the pulley.
"The dark-blood crossbow bolts of the dark-blood demon crossbow have an armor-breaking effect and can be recycled multiple times. The steel arrows wear out faster than the dark-blood crossbow bolts. They can be thrown away after they are no longer used. However, the dark-blood crossbow bolts should be used as a last resort and should be used as much as possible.
Recover the arrowheads to prevent the magic steel from flowing out."
Morris directly removed the Magic Steel spur. After unfolding the Magic Steel folding stick, he screwed the rebar section of the handle of the spur onto the hollow gun end of the folding stick. Finally, he screwed the folded end with a metal hoop.
A 1.8 meter long metal spear appeared in his hand.
"This time you go to the north and hone your killing skills as much as possible while keeping your identity secret. Robbers, gangsters, and all evil people who show hostility to you will become your prey, and there is no need for any mercy.
, evil people can kill even the weak, but they must not kill innocent people. The bottom line I tell you is the killing rules that must be followed and cannot be violated.
Remember, you are night blade killers and you have to act as a team.
You can assassinate or kill openly. As long as all the enemies are wiped out and no one escapes, it will be considered qualified."
After a pause, Lester looked at the people who stopped moving and focused on him, and continued.
"After killing the enemy, remember to cut off the right ear of the powerful enemy. Morris supervises. In addition to the revenge action, everyone needs to kill three powerful enemies, cut off the right ear of the powerful enemy and bring them back.
You only have three months to come back outside the time. Even if you complete your revenge, I will not use you again. I don’t need incompetent waste. Of course, you can also choose to defect and find a place to live in seclusion. I don’t
I don’t care, but you have to be prepared to pay the price.”
"Master, we will never..."
"You don't need to make a promise to me, Nosles. Guarantees and oaths are of no value to me."
Interrupting Nosles's words, Lester said coldly.
"I need to see your actions, not words. Remember, repay me with actions."
"yes."
…
If you can cross the Shuoyin Mountains from the Silent Forest, you can see a seaside village built in a rugged mountainous area.
This village has no name, or rather it has a name given by the villagers themselves.
Terryville, a lonely place.
"On that mountain, there lived a strange visitor."
Young Isaiah always listened to his mother talking, which made him a little more curious who likes to explore.
"Mom, what kind of strange visitor is this?"
Whenever Isaiah asked this question, the woman with a frosty face would always have a strange look that could not be said, followed by a harsh accusation that was too deliberate.
"Isaiah, let your sheep go! Don't ask so many questions!"
"oh."
Although Isaiah left obediently, he never gave up the opportunity to explore, and the sheep moved closer and closer to the mountains.
"Habel! Watch the sheep, I'll be back soon!"
"Woof woof!"
The shepherd dog barked twice obediently and followed the leader closely.
Feeling relieved, Isaiah started running in the mountains,
Children who grow up in the mountains are always accompanied by farmland or pastures. Running is just the simplest daily life.
He climbed over two mountains and three mountains, but he found nothing.
"What kind of strange visitor is this?"
Scratching his head, although he was a little reluctant, Isaiah had to leave.
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