Soon, the Muse saw two men in black robes, whose faces were mostly obscured by a very low-drawn plain black hood, who had apparently succeeded in carrying them into a hemp bag......

"It's really the standard dress of an evil cultist...... "Muse thought speechlessly, quietly approaching the two men.

Then, a faint flash of magic flashed, and the two percussions were flung at the back of the two men's heads by the muse.

Muse has noticed that he has been more and more fond of using the zero-ring trick of percussion lately, after all, this zero-ring trick that is only used to knock on some hard-to-open chests and doors is not only less energy-intensive, but also not very powerful, and it is not very useful to stun some unsuspecting people.

One of the two evil cultists didn't say a word, and fainted. But a thin layer of gray mist suddenly erupted from the other's body, and the mass force field energy brought by the percussion technique smashed the gray mist on his body to ripple layer by layer, but it still did not break.

"Who is it!" the evil cultist snorted, drawing a short sword from under his robes, and swerving with a sharp turn.

"Well, I know that these evil cultists are not so easy to deal with. "The muse of the sneak attack, which was not entirely successful, was instantly exposed under the nose of this evil cultist.

looked at the muse in front of him, dressed in a gray robe, and his face was also covered by a very low hood.

"A mage?" Combined with the situation of the attack, a trace of determination flashed in the mind of this evil cultist, "The actions of the sect must not be leaked in advance, even if it is a mage, now the distance between you and me is only one or two meters, so I can completely kill you before your spell is released in such close proximity!"

Thinking so, the evil cultist took a quick step forward without hitting the muse, and the short sword in his hand wiped out the muse's neck with the evil wind.

But the muse, who was about to be wiped his throat, remained motionless, with a hint of disdainful ridicule at the corner of his mouth, and only slowly raised his left hand, and stretched his right hand to his waist......

Smack-

As soon as the evil cultist's attack was within striking distance of the muse, he felt that he had slashed at something extremely tough, not only was it completely impossible to continue cutting, but the force of the shock made him barely able to hold the short sword in his hand.

- Force Field Shield

The arcane magic that the muse had engraved in his soul was quietly used by him at this time, covering the muse. Although the muse now has very little arcane energy left, and there is not much arcane energy injected, it is more than enough to block this kind of attack.

The evil cultist chuckled in his heart, and was about to quickly withdraw away. A violent flash suddenly erupted from the left hand raised by the muse, and it was the muse who directly used the flash ring, and the evil cultist, who was preoccupied with guarding against the muse's counterattack, was immediately caught in a state of blindness.

The evil cultist's steps backwards were suddenly messy, and the short sword in his hand could only be waved indiscriminately.

Faced with the evil cultists who had fallen into a state of blindness, the Muse calmly took out the arcane missile wand that hung from his waist. He took the wand and gently spun it around with the wand head, spit out an arcane syllable, and instantly a silver-white arcane missile appeared on the head of the arcane missile wand, which was an arcane missile in the form of force field energy.

As the muse pointed at the evil cultist, the arcane missile quickly detached from the tip of the wand and smashed into the evil cultist's face!

That thin layer of gray mist was directly shattered by this arcane missile, and the remaining force field energy hit the evil cultist's face heavily!

Snort –

The evil cultist looked like the bridge of his nose had collapsed, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground unconscious......

Confirming that the evil cultist was no longer a threat, the muse walked over and crouched down, snatching the short sword that had fallen to the side and picking off the evil cultist's tendons.

Then the muse grabbed the collar of the evil cultist who had collapsed on the ground, and slapped him several times, knocking him awake.

As soon as he awoke, the evil cultist cursed in vague words: "Damned mage, the eyes of my lord's wrath will watch you forever, I curse you to eternal destruction, and your soul will be ...... by my lord."

Smack-

The muse responded by slapping him hard again, and a bloody tooth was spat out from the corner of the evil cultist's mouth.

"I don't have time to listen to your useless curses, I don't want to talk to you any more, I don't even have the heart to interrogate you, I just woke you up so I could get more information I wanted......" The Muse said coldly.

After a muffled incantation, the muse placed his finger on the evil cultist's forehead

- Memory reading

A flash of magic flashed, and a ring spell of the prophecy system was used by the muse. Because the muse is not good at necromantic spells, this one-ring spell memory reading can't make the recipient an idiot while draining all of the recipient's memories like the necromantic six-ring spell "Soul Searching".

This low-level spell can only read the shallow memory of the recipient, and it can't even detect something a little deeper, and the scope of its effect is very limited......

But the muse also has some tricks up his sleeve to get the information he wants.

"Is the Death Will cult?"

"I heard you're planning a big event...... Well, it's about the pirates...... You want to lure pirates into attacking the city of Dara'......"

When a person is asked about something, even if he can control himself not to say it, his mind will subconsciously think about those things, and then those memories hidden in the depths of his mind will surface to the shallow layers of memory and be read by the muse......