The town of Durut is bustling with activity today, with a rare number of "online users" exceeding double digits, thanks to the expansion of the Tooth Hunting Mercenary Group in the new year.

The Tooth Hunting Mercenary Regiment is one of the best mercenary organizations in the Walled City.

They were entrenched in the prosperous and wealthy royal city of Arton, and generally only accepted commissions from nobles and officials, with low risk and high profits.

So far, it has become a high-level mercenary group with a four-ring mage.

Presumably it was discovered that scavenging and fighting the wilderness was also a good way, and now this mercenary group, which only eats in the besieged city, has begun to set its sights on the ruins of the old city on the eastern coast of the occupied area.

As the saying goes, go the way of others, so that others have no way to go.

The expansion of Hunting Tooth caused a headache for the other mercenary organizations in this area, but they dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, after all, among the wasteland and ruins, no one knew if they died.

"Yo, isn't this Miss Cecilia?"

It was a middle-aged man with a hairline breaking through the sky.

He mingled in the tooth hunting team, and a big shiny forehead emerged from the team, greeting him with a smile.

Cecilia didn't respond, just looked coldly at the middle-aged man hiding in the line.

Seeing that Cecilia didn't talk, the middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, walked out of the team, came to the leader's side, and said arrogantly:

"The ring you snatched last time, hand it over. ”

"We discovered things first, and we received the task. ”

Ezek grimaced, straightened the scabbard with his left hand, and took a step forward: "Tate, your eating appearance is still so ugly. ”

Tate rolled his eyes and was about to argue, but the leader next to him stretched out his hand in front of him and said in a deep voice:

"I've heard that the Crystallization Ring is not an ordinary product, and it can only exert its value in the hands of the Chosen One such as me, and falling into the hands of ordinary people will only make the treasure dusty. ”

"So what? if it's not yours, it's not yours!"

Cecilia waved the staff in her hand and scolded: "It's a shame that you still call yourself a mercenary, and you actually covet the client's items, hum!"

"That's your client, not ours. ”

The leader of the group wore a black turban, and his eyes were covered by a turban, and he stretched out his hand indifferently and said:

"Will you hand it over, or will we take it ourselves?"

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to fight, who is afraid of whom!" Hawke's pair of stubby eyebrows were upside down in anger, and the two shields exchanged blows, sonorous.

"Very good, my Tooth Hunting Mercenary Group has been in the royal city for a long time, and its reputation in this southeast corner is not obvious, and I need to kill a few long-eyed Liliwei. ”

The man in the turban said gloomily, took out a staff inlaid with yellow gem particles from behind him, and said:

"The foundation of all things, the virtuous and benevolent, I am the person who engraves the law of body and mind, and the element of the earth, accompany me!"

"It's the Six-Ring Monk!"

Cecilia frowned and whispered a reminder, and at a glance she saw the mage badge on the turban man's chest, which already lit up with six small silver rings.

"Six-Ring Disciple, is it powerful?" Charles turned to the side curiously.

"Better than me. ”

Cecilia pointed to the badge on her chest and explained, "I am the Five Rings, he is the Six Rings, and the elements that can be invoked are at least twice as high as mine. ”

Once the Chosen One embarks on the path of a mage, the first realm is a mage.

The realm of mages is divided into nine levels according to the amount of invocation of the elements, and the further back, the more difficult it is to improve, and the greater the difference in strength between the levels, it is no wonder that Cecilia is jealous.

"Oh, is it that the spell is more than twice as powerful as you?" asked Charles, after a moment's thought.

"It's not, it's just that there are more magic that can be used, but it's all second-level magic similar to the Thorn Cage. ”

Cecilia explained, and at the same time sang the mantra: "The vitality of all things, the quiet elder, I am the one who engraves the law in body and mind, and the element of wood accompanies me!"

"Oh, it's not much of a difference. Charles breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, there's a big difference," Azek added, drawing his sword, "and that means we're going to be facing two Cecilia who take turns casting magic. ”

"Wow, it suddenly sounds so strong!"

Charles chuckled and picked up the hammer and made an exaggerated expression at Cecilia in exchange for a roll of his eyes.

In fact, the Silver Hand was not the first mercenary group Charles encountered when he came to this world.

The first person he met was a member of the Tooth Hunting Mercenary Group.

As early as a few months ago, Charles met a middle-aged man named Hartman, who claimed to be a veteran mercenary of the Tooth Hunting Mercenary Regiment.

In his memory, mercenaries were a profession that focused on the spirit of contract, and the Tooth Hunting Mercenary Regiment had a long reputation among the nobility of the royal capital of Arton.

So as soon as he summed it up in his heart, he showed Hartman that he was the noble young master who had been missing for a long time, and put forward a commission, hoping that he could take him out of the occupied area.

Hartman gladly accepted, after all, it was a pie from the sky.

The news of the Griffin's bounty for finding his son is well known in Wangcheng, and now he can not only return to the mercenary guild to receive his mother's bounty, but also collect a large amount of commission fees from his son.

Collecting money at both ends can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

It was supposed to be a joy for all.

But this Hartman is a real veteran mercenary, and in his eyes, Charles's outfit is worth much more than the reward for completing the task.

If nothing else, a sledgehammer alone had blinded Hartman's eyes.

The handle of the hammer is the leg bone of the steel-boned demon ape, and the hammer head is the crystallized front hooves of the rockhorned rhinoceros.

If the former can be obtained for some money, then the value of the latter can no longer be measured by money.

Although the crystalline limbs are not as pure as the crystals of the magic beasts, they are extremely rare, and they can't be bought even if they have money.

And, even if you don't count the sledgehammer, the coat made of the fur of the howling wolf, the inner armor made of the skin of the bladed giant rat, and the shoes made of the tail of the vine lizard, all of them are genuine luxuries.

Charles's fur outfit could already hold up a grand auction, and Hartman would be blind to let go of this walking treasure chest.

However, Hartman also knew that it was not a general idea to be able to get this weapon by himself in the midst of the ruins of the wasteland.

In addition, he inadvertently saw the palm-sized black crystal under the back of Charles's head, he was really frightened, he had never seen such a large crystal.

So Hartman carefully spent a few days with Charles, and determined that this kid didn't know anything about the use of crystals except for his strength.

After some struggle, he finally gritted his teeth and stretched out a poisonous hand to him in the middle of the night when he couldn't see his fingers.

In his mind, Charles couldn't beat himself in the dark, even if he was awake.

After all, years of mercenary career have taught him how to use the darkness to fight.

The plan was correct and the idea was correct, but unfortunately he was unlucky and met Charles, a freak.

As a human in two lives, brainwave detection has long become Charles's instinct, eating and sleeping are open all the time, and he knows everything about every grass and tree within three feet of his body.

That night, when Hartman dropped the knife, Charles unceremoniously broke his neck, which was in response to the saying that people die for money, and birds die for food.

"Captain, if I'm not mistaken, it's..."

Tate was worthy of being an old mercenary who was poached from the Silver Hand, and he saw at a glance the extraordinary weight of the hammer in Charles's hand, and reminded the turban man in a low voice.

"Well, the hooves of the rockhorned rhinoceros, I didn't expect that there really were crystalline limbs in this world. The turban man nodded, whispering confirmation of Tate's guess.

"Captain, what is a crystalline limb?" asked one of the young members of the team.

"The rock-horned rhinoceros is not a species of law beast, and if this beast has a great opportunity to evolve, it may forcibly give birth to a new law beast and promote the evolution of the race.

However, it is more likely that the limbs are eroded by crystals due to the inability to digest this evolutionary force.

It's like the crystal sledgehammer in the wild boy's hand, which is the hooves of a rockhorned rhinoceros, and that is the crystalline limb. ”

The turban man explained unhurriedly, walked towards Cecilia and the others, and said loudly: "I'll come and meet this five-ring disciple for a while, and the others will be handed over to you." ”

"Yes, Captain!" the team members replied in unison.

The squad of the Hunting Tooth Mercenary Regiment has 15 people in the captain, and the team of the turban man is obviously not full, but there are also 10 squad members, and in terms of numbers, they have the absolute upper hand.

"Master Griffin, please find a safe place to rest first. ”

Cecilia's face was like frost, and she said to Charles in a deep and serious voice:

"This is our personal vendetta and will not affect you, if we lose, you can entrust the Tooth Hunting Mercenary Group to take you back. ”

"A personal vendetta?"

Charles weighed the hammer in his hand and grinned as he strode forward, "I also have an account to settle with Hunting Tooth. ”

"Haha, then let's beat him up together, and don't care what a sixth-level disciple he is. Hawke laughed, waved his right shield and rushed forward.

Charles thought that Hartman's attack on himself was an isolated phenomenon, after all, the forest was big, and there were all kinds of birds.

But now that I see the turban man rationalizing his robbery behavior in a serious manner, it seems that this mercenary group is this virtue.

"Did you ask me about the fight?" Charles accelerated abruptly, and came first, before Hawke, and smashed the turban man with a simple and rough blow.

The turban man's eyes flickered, and he felt a strong wind rushing towards him, and it was too late to use his defensive magic, so he had to dodge an ugly roll, while not forgetting to chant to the attacker:

"Ground Thorn!"

Charles missed, but the shock made several team members behind the bandana man flip on their backs.

For the first time, he confronted the mage head-on, his concentration and brainwave detection in full swing.

Sensing a little strange fluctuation of the ground under his feet, and hearing the chanting of the turban man, how do you not know what the movement under your feet is?

I saw that he was moving his hands and feet together, using the hammer as the fulcrum to perform a pole vault under his head and feet.

Sure enough, a sharp ground pierced out of the earth in the next second, but at this time, Charles was already in the air, and even the human hammer had adjusted his body, and in the blink of an eye, another "sledgehammer from the sky" fell into the pile.

"Hmph. ”

The configuration of the tooth hunting team is generally led by three chosen ones, and in addition to the turban male leader and the dog-fighting Tate, there is also a person who has a heavenly favor.

I saw the one-eyed man walking at the back of the team snorted coldly, wielding a mace in his right hand to meet Charles's "hammer method" that fell from the sky.

In his opinion, the power of Charles's blow was nothing more than the weight of the hammer plus the strength of his own free fall, and a chosen one like himself could easily push it back.

But Charles's huge strength at this time has already far surpassed that of mortals, and the one-eyed man did not do his best to hit the hard, only to feel a huge force coming from the mace, and under the huge earthquake, the mace immediately took off.

Seeing that the sledgehammer was still in full swing, the one-eyed man could only learn the embarrassed appearance of the turban man and hurriedly dodged.

As soon as Charles's legs landed, he made a very steady horse step as if he was glued to the ground, flipped his wrist, turned the sledgehammer in his hand dexterously, and made a sweeping attack on the one-eyed man.

The one-eyed man couldn't dodge anymore, so he had to bend his arm with his left hand to block.

But this seemingly random hammer can be resisted by flesh and blood, only to hear a crisp sound of "cluck", the one-eyed man's left arm was smashed, and the whole person was also smashed into the turban man.

Seeing that Charles was so violent, the turban man made a mistake in secret, regretting that he didn't find out the details of the silver hand in advance, and he didn't even know when the other party invited such a master.

Fortunately, the turban man is also a veteran who has experienced ups and downs, and although there is a lot of inner drama, it does not affect him to attack Charles.

I saw that he dodged the oncoming one-eyed man without changing his face, and said in a hearty voice:

"Quicksand!"

Another strange wave came from under his feet, and Charles knew that this was the precursor to the launch of the quicksand technique, and ran away with his hammer.

Seeing the flat ground in front of him turn into a small patch of seemingly calm sand, Charles asked Cecilia with trepidation:

"What level of magic is this?"