Tidrela Sue Dane. Mashatil, the noble quarter, the second hour and twenty minutes after nightfall.

Dressed in a seaman's shirt, covered with sea dragon skin breastplate, and with the pirates' favorite thick-backed scimitar at his waist, the former Lord of the Storm Sea and now the Lord of the Dead is walking the path to the ceremonial site behind his first mate.

The undead did not seem to make this lady an ugly monster, her face was still in the most youthful years of a woman, her long black hair was draped over her shoulders, and if it weren't for the crimson soul fire in her eyes, no one would have thought that this was a dark lord.

"Old Bunta, how much longer. Tidrella asked the first mate in front of her.

The latter has a pair of cat ears and a cat tail, and a face of a kitten man who is only 1.4 meters is covered by a black mask, and behind it is a pair of black sheath short swords, and the leather whip on the armor of his left arm has spikes. ”

"Good. Tidrella looked at the circle not far away, "We should surprise that old fellow in the Great Sanctuary." ”

"Yes, young lady, those weak who are unwilling to accept your kindness must pay the price. The kitten man named Bonta had a red light in his eyes: "But can such a small gesture really attract that guy." ”

"Then it depends on the old guy's IQ. As the lady of the kitten man's mouth, Tidrella glanced at a small two-story building by the side of the street, where the smell of life was shining behind the half-hidden curtains.

"Ma'am, do you need me to clean up the strangers? The kitten-man, who seemed to sense something, turned his head to look at the window.

"It'......s important to get down to business, and some of them will have fun in the future," Tidrella laughed as she looked at the seven players who pushed the door open, and the owner with a voice like a silver bell seemed to have discovered the most interesting thing in the world: "I didn't expect that there would be a day when fun came to us." ”

"Madame, let me come. The kitten-man's hands were already on the hilt of the dagger at his waist.

Tidrella, tilting her head, shook her left index finger at her kitten-man subordinates: "If it's handed over to you." I'm not going to have fun. ”

"All right, ma'am, but you said to get down to business. So it's better to be quick. The kitten man let go of his hand and took three steps back.

"Really, it's hard to have fun delivering to your door......" complained as he complained. While removing his beloved scimitar, the Lord of the Dead named Tidrella looked at the strange players in front of him, "Do you know a guy named Toby, a halfling, he's in big trouble." ”

"Evil! don't want to know anything from us!" replied the paladin who came out of the ranks with a very standard standard, so before the words fell, the paladin turned into a humanoid torch, and the blue negative energy poured out of his body like flames, and the damage deprived him of the right to scream from the beginning. Soon the paladin was reduced to ashes and was directly dispersed by the wind.

"A small shock of will can't resist, what a weak young man. Tidrella sighed as she let the warrior's sword thrust, and an elbow struck the latter in the neck, shattering the throat and smashing the sword of the Lord of the Dead, who had already taken the sword, swung the druid who had transformed into a bear from the bottom to the top, and slashed it off with the bear's head.

Pulling the dying warrior and blocking the arrows that shot at him with his body, the left hand of the Lord of the Dead, who did not push away the corpse, had already drawn the leather whip on his waist, and the leather goods with metal wire waved in the shadows, directly bringing the stump and blood rain.

The sword in his right hand parried the axe that came at him. Unexpectedly and reasonably, the Lord of Darkness, who had defeated the master of the great axe in a confrontation of strength, stabbed his sword into the barbarian's face, and the long whip curled, knocking down the arrows that were fired at his master. The Lord of the Dead, who let go of the hilt, pointed at the elven hunter who had been working on the dark arrow to hurt the enemy—a white ray shot out of her fingertip and into the elven hunter's forehead.

A first-level spell, 'Ice Ray', had a lethal effect, and as the elven hunter fell to the ground, his frozen head smashed into the street slabs.

"Weak, why don't you understand your situation. Drawing his long sword from the face of the barbarian kneeling beside him, the Lord of the Darkness glanced at the mage girl who was already holding her head and squatting: "Girl, why don't you make a move on me." ”

As soon as she heard the voice of *oss, the girl raised her head, and then immediately lowered her head again.

"Me. I can't beat you......"

"Yes, why do the weak fight. Now it seems that your choice saved your life. But you have to cherish it. The Lord of the Dead unsheathed his sword and rolled up his whip: "Give you a minute to get out of my sight, go to the Great Sanctuary and tell the person in charge, either hand over Toby, or I will kill all the living people in this city this night, and he still has ...... An hour and twenty minutes to think about it. ”

"Huh?" This time, the mage girl raised her head and her eyes widened.

"Didn't you hear what my wife said, girl, you are wasting your life. The first mate of the kitten who had not made a move took out a pocket watch from his arms: "There are still fifty seconds, life is the same as time, but it is constantly flowing." ”

This time, the mage girl ran away, looking at the back of the girl stumbling and running, the first mate of the kitten raised his head and glanced at his captain: "Let her go?"

"Why not, a cowardly girl...... Such a soul is not worth my help, and besides, it is better for her to lure out Toby and the old fellow than for us to do it ourselves. Speaking of this, the Lord of the Darkness turned to look at the wall behind him: "I was a little strange from the beginning, and now it seems that the wall is ...... How can there be a kitten. ”

"Let the old man meet him this time. The first mate put away his pocket watch, and a portal appeared in front of him.

"Okay......" Before the Lord of the Darkness raised his hand could wave, he heard a gunshot from the city wall, and the Lord of the Darkness frowned: "Teach this annoying kitten a good lesson." ”

"Your will. The first mate stepped into the portal.

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Damn, those ossified lichs are covered in buffs like Stone Skin, and bullets that ricochet when they hit their skulls!

As soon as he landed, Marceau, who was scolding his mother in his heart, felt the chill coming from behind him, and the cat cub hurriedly rolled and pulled out the long knife, and the cat cub who knelt on one leg and raised his head saw a kind of person holding a short knife...... No, its mask and short leather armor indicate that it is an undead pirate with status, and not all pirates can wear sea dragon leather armor.

"What an ignorant little bastard who wants to disturb my wife's ceremony, are you ready to die. ”

Looking at the undead pirate in front of him in a familiar gesture as he fought with a dual-wielding sharp weapon, Marceau felt like his tail had exploded - who is this guy!?

The next moment, Marceau, who had parried a blow with his blade, gave way to the thrust of another short knife with a knife, and the kitten cub in the air simply turned around and led the long knife to slash at the opponent in front of him, who blocked the slash with the short knife in his left hand, and the short knife in his right hand stabbed the kitten in the face.

In the face of the deadly weapon that came to his face, Marceau, who was still floating in the air, held the knife in his right hand, grabbed the right hand of the opponent holding the knife with his left hand, twisted and kicked on his mask...... Then he was kicked by the latter and flew out.

Taking away the cracked mask, the gray soul fire in the eyes of the little cat mate with an ordinary meow face was rolling: "Little cub, you ...... Who is it. ”

Marceau, who felt like she had been hit head-on by a train, struggled to her feet, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and blinked the cat cub that she had shaken off: "My name is Marceau, elder, what about you." The sudden inaction of this guy made the cat cub a little unresponsive...... What the hell is going on, and why does this NPC have the fighting skills of its own old cat master...... Could it be that what the master taught himself is the biggest thing among the kitten people?

"I can't remember what happened before, but the young lady called me Old Bonta...... Your craft and who learned it. The old man asked, taking two steps back, putting away his weapon and raising his hands to show that he had no ill will.

"My wife always calls my master......" Marceau thought about it for a moment and decided to say his master's nickname - besides the name Pochi, I really don't know if his master has any other name: "Pochi." After saying the name, Marceau noticed that the gray soul fire flying in the first mate's eyes suddenly shrank into a rolling ball, and after nearly twenty seconds of silence, the NPC suddenly leaned down and bowed his head to Marceau.

"Sue's heir, welcome back. (To be continued)

ps: ps: I really changed the chapter name!R655