The prosperity of smuggling has promoted the development of the town. Centered on a newly built avenue, dozens of taverns and shops are densely lined. This is the most prosperous street in the town. At the end of the street is the town's square, and beyond the square is
Lord's Mansion.
With the increase in the number of fire dragons in the Principality of Cohen, the number of mercenaries escorting the smuggling convoy has also gradually increased. Now there are more than two hundred people. With the addition of the mine escorts, this number will increase even higher.
With so many men staying here for many years, a profession was born out of necessity.
As if overnight, all the taverns in the town were filled with prostitutes wearing heavy makeup.
Night has not yet fallen, but a tavern next to the square is already noisy. The mercenaries who have finished their day's mission report here early. Talking loudly, drinking heavily, and flirting and playing with prostitutes are the best ways for them to relax every day.
On the second floor of the tavern, four guests from far away were sitting around a table by the window.
There are three men and one woman. The men are all middle-aged, and one of them is probably already in old age. The woman is really pretty. If you look closely, you can see that she has pointed ears, but she turns out to be an elf.
The lewd words that came from downstairs from time to time made the elf frown and look at the oldest old man: "Captain, it seems that the target will not come back today, why don't we retreat first!"
As soon as the elf finished speaking, a tall and burly middle-aged man took over again: "Yes, leader. It's not an option for us to wait here every day. Why not go to the hill again tomorrow. We can solve it as soon as possible.
Go back and hand in the mission as soon as possible!"
The middle-aged man's words made the other three people roll their eyes. The leader glared at him fiercely and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense. The target is an undead mage who can summon four seventh-level undead creatures. You
If you want to go to his lair, go alone, don't drag us to death."
After training the middle-aged man, the group leader turned to the elf and said pleasantly: "It's good, it's really getting late, and it seems that the target won't come back today, so we'd better go to that hotel to rest... Eh!"
The group leader was about to lead everyone away when suddenly his ears twitched and he rushed to the window with a hint of joy on his face. The other three people also crowded over.
A strong wind roared, and a huge bone dragon descended from the sky.
"As soon as he sends the bone dragon back to the other world, we will take action immediately. You two, come with me to entangle him. Feiya, it all depends on your bow and arrow."
The three of them were at one end. The burly middle-aged man touched his giant axe. The other was thin and held a dagger. The elf beauty Feiya took off the long bow she had been carrying.
It's a two-handed sword.
On top of the bone dragon, Nilac jumped down gently. Jessele's words kept popping up in his mind, making him feel a little uneasy. This time, he came back to discuss with Kaili what Franco had.
What's the strange place?
The old black zombie jumped down. It is now the shadow of Nilac. Wherever its master goes, it will go!
He waved his hand and sent the bone dragon back to the other world. Just as he was about to return to the Lord's Mansion, Nilac suddenly felt a chill in his heart. Seeing a silver light from the corner of his eye, Nilac tilted his head reflexively, shouted, and fired a sharp
The arrow flew past his cheek, and the strong wind scratched a thin scar on his face, with traces of blood slowly seeping out.
Then, three figures jumped down from the second floor of the tavern and rushed towards him.
After rushing towards each other, the figure of the one holding the dagger at the front suddenly blurred. It was the stealth technique of a high-level thief.
The leader who rushed to the second place suddenly burst out with earthy fighting spirit. It was the earth attribute fighting spirit with the strongest defense.
But the big man holding the giant ax was different. He suddenly roared twice, his body suddenly grew larger, and his fighting spirit burst out, but it was blood-red and violent fighting spirit.
Nilac snorted coldly. He was actually bullied to come to his doorstep. So many mercenaries were raised in vain. A master came to the town and didn't even have any information...
Nilac chanted a few spells softly, and suddenly a black mist blocked the window on the second floor. The archer was powerful, but what could she do when she couldn't see?
Lao Heizheng didn't need Nilak's orders. He fired up his spear and swept the three people who rushed up into the black and red thunder. In the dull roar, even if one of the three was a seventh-level strongman, the other two were six-level.
Even the most elite players could not help but quickly fall into disadvantage.
Something bad flashed through the leader's mind. This undead power was much stronger than the four undead creatures in the intelligence. Even if they were three against one, they would not be an opponent at all, let alone entangle Nilak.
Two more spells rang out, and the Iron Corpse and the Death Knight appeared in the square at the same time. One flapped his horse's hooves and rushed towards the three of them, while the other's figure flashed and appeared under the tavern.
A graceful figure suddenly jumped out of the black mist outside the window on the second floor. While still in the air, the elf screamed, the long bow vibrated, and three sharp arrows shot out in succession, and three silver lights formed a line. In an instant,
Shoot at Nilak.
With a ding sound, the last arrow hit the second arrow. The second arrow accelerated in vain and hit the front arrow again.
The silver light split in vain. The first silver light reached the fastest speed at once, but the following two silver lights gradually weakened and even fell to the ground.
Nilac snorted softly, and the two magic shields slowed down the silver light slightly. He swung the soul scimitar, and powerful purple-black power gathered on the sword.
With a "dang" sound, the scimitar was striking the silver light.
Tengtengteng, the powerful force of the three arrows in a row made Nilac take three big steps back, and even his two arms felt a little sore.
"What amazing archery skills! Even the golden skeleton archer is nothing more than that!"
Nilac looked closely, but he saw a slender figure with pointed ears.
As his heart moved, a purple light flashed in his eyes, and a mental storm struck. With a bang, the elf staggered violently. Iron Corpse's huge blade was cut halfway, and he suddenly stopped it, freeing up one hand.
, slashed across the head of the elf whose head was swollen.
Suddenly, everything went dark, and Elf Feiya fainted.
The three men couldn't bear it anymore.
The burly man roared a few times and danced a giant ax into a tornado, but was blown away by two dark thunders from Lao Heizheng. He knocked again and suddenly fainted with his whole body blackened.
The senior thief was even more pitiful. Facing the death knight, he was slashed up and down by the machete. He was in a state of embarrassment. Suddenly his body suddenly stiffened, and with a click, he was immediately cut into two pieces.
The old captain was already in danger under the attack of Lao Heizheng. Although his native fighting spirit was the strongest in defense, he was still unable to withstand the power of the strongest seven-level tyrant.
As soon as the senior thief fell down, a mental storm hit him, and Lao Heizheng took the opportunity to kill him with one shot.
Before dying, the group leader was still unwilling to give up. He was not cursing Nilak, but he was cursing the person who assigned the mission.