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In an instant, the shadow dance was activated, and the assassin moved as quickly as a phantom, and with the protection of the red light around him, he believed that even an assassin of a higher level than himself would not easily discover his existence.

With a swift dodge, he quietly touched the back of a guard, this guard was a rugged middle-aged man with a beard, his strength was no more than level six, and the assassin's silent sneering dagger pierced the middle-aged vest like a poisonous snake, and in his eyes, the guard was already a corpse at this moment.

But what he didn't expect was that just as his dagger was about to pierce the guard's heart, a strange hand suddenly appeared, grabbed his wrist, and stopped him from continuing to advance the dagger, followed by a great force from the arm, and he involuntarily leaned towards the bearded man's arms.

Surviving in a chaotic place like Burning Stone, this assassin is certainly not a fledgling with little combat experience, on the contrary, this guy is extremely experienced in combat. ===Douluo Continent 3 Legend of the Dragon King/book/52261/===.

As soon as his hand was caught, he twisted his wrist and turned the dagger out like a rapidly spinning propeller, slashing at the hand that was holding his wrist, and at the same time the dagger in his left hand appeared, stabbing the enemy in the heart again.

This is his usual technique, the right hand dagger spiral is easy to attract attention, once the enemy's attention is focused on the spiral dagger, his left hand will also understand the opponent's life.

It's just that he miscalculated this time, and at the same time as the dagger in his left hand stabbed out, a cold blade had already pierced his heart, and then he lost consciousness.

The rugged bearded man in front of him turned out to be his colleague, an assassin, and a very powerful assassin.

The dagger pierced the Assassin's heart, and quickly deformed and wound around the bearded man's hand, turning into an iron fist.

If he is seen, combined with the bearded and rugged appearance, the opponent will mistake him for a boxing mage for eight times out of ten, and the wrong judgment is likely to cost him his life.

If the previous assassin came back to life and saw this scene, he would definitely scold this bearded man, which would be a little too shameless.

It's just estimated that the bearded man won't bother with him at all, and fighting is to exchange the enemy's life for the smallest price, so what does it matter if the means are a little despicable?

After defeating his opponent, the bearded man threw the Assassin into the camp and threw himself to the ground and pretended to be dead.

Seeing that the guard was dead, the orc leader smirked, waved his hand and led his men to step onto the giant wolf mount, and pounced towards the camp.

The giant wolf's sprint speed was extremely fast, and in an instant, it crossed a distance of thousands of kilometers and rushed to the front of the camp.

When they got close enough, a cold blue magical light lit up on the camp, and at the same time, a blazing cold air radiated from the camp, and everything along the road was suddenly frozen by the cold, and the curtain of the camp was shattered in an instant, revealing the members of the Chamber of Commerce who were waiting behind them.

“%……&￥！”

The orc leader angrily let out an orc greeting, and the fighting spirit on his body exploded, and the spell that had been weakened in this situation was immediately arrested

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) His vindictive spirit was shaken away.

Freed from the shackles of the ice, the orc roared again, jumped several meters high, and fell towards the female ice mage with the momentum of Mount Tai's overwhelming, ready to clean up the difficult mage first.

At this time, a muffled bowstring sound of 'bang' exploded, and the orc immediately felt that his body had suffered a heavy blow, and his body was also carried upside down by this huge force, so naturally he could no longer threaten the ice mage.

“&#%……”

The orc glanced down at the sharp arrow piercing his chest, and roared again, but fortunately his leather armor was good enough to successfully defend against the arrow, and the tip of the arrow was just as good as it could be shot into his body and caught in the muscles.

It grabbed the arrow and pulled it hard, and couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, and the arrow was barbed, and it tore it out so savagely that several pieces of flesh were torn off from its body, and green blood flowed incessantly.

At this time, the sound of the bowstring rose again, and the orc leader roared angrily, and the fighting qi in his body exploded, and with the help of the power of the fighting qi explosion, its body rose out of thin air to avoid the arrow.

But before it could rejoice that it had dodged the arrow, a dark shadow silently appeared behind it, and a cold light flashed through its neck. At this time, its attention was completely hidden in the dark archers, and how could it pay attention to such a hidden attack, and half of its neck was cut off by the dagger.

"Roar!"

Mortally wounded, the orc leader immediately fell into a state of madness peculiar to orcs, and the neck wound immediately stopped bleeding. Although madness is an act of drinking to quench its thirst, it can at least save its life at this time.

But at that moment, an ice pick with a glowing blue glow burst through the air and exploded on it, turning into an endless cold that enveloped it.

The orc leader's movements slowed down under the effect of the cold air, and then another bowstring sounded.

Roar......

With another roar of rage, the frenzied orc leader swung his sword and slashed the extremely fast arrow in two.

But what it didn't know was that the archer had never been the main attacker, but the assassin who had just hit it hard.

As it cut through the incoming arrows, a dark shadow appeared behind it again, and the cold light once again slashed across its newly closed neck, this time with most of its neck sliced open, and the orc leader drooped his head with a shocked expression, leaving only a layer of skin to keep the head from falling to the ground.

Before it died, it understood why it was in such a bad situation, and there was no one to help.

The men who attacked it would have already been strewn with corpses, and the caravan that they saw as fat sheep had no loss of personnel, only a few people were slightly injured.

It only then did it realize that the caravan was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and it was the pig that was sent to eat. It's just that the subordinates it relies on to crisscross the dark wasteland, when did it become so vulnerable?!

The mercenary group, which already suffered heavy casualties, quickly solved all of them after joining the bearded new forces, including those dark fire wolves.

Only a handful of Darkfire wolves have slipped through the net.

……

……

Cleaning up corpses in the Abyssal Wasteland is too simple, pulling the useful stuff off the corpse and throwing it into any random one

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) The magma pool is done.

The bearded man looked at the loot gathered by his subordinates, and couldn't help but pout, these guys are too poor, except for the excellent equipment on their bodies, there is nothing else of value.

I'm afraid that this mercenary group came out to hunt and found them first.

"President, this mercenary group article is the Flame Blade, and it should be the people of the Fire Blade Regiment among the four major corps. They are good at driving the Darkfire Wolves to track down the enemy, and the few Darkfire Wolves who run away will definitely bring people to us. ”

The female ice mage walked over to report to the bearded man: "We should change our identities and leave here immediately. ”

"Just do as you say, and let everyone clean up the traces."

The efficiency of this caravan was extremely high, and it took no more than ten minutes from the bearded man giving the order to cleaning up the traces.

After all the things were done, the caravan members gathered together, and the bearded man reached out and ripped the beard off his face, revealing the overly youthful looking face below.

This bearded man was Lin Dong, and the others immediately disposed of their disguises, they were members of the third team bound by the sacred contract.

"Alright, with a second set of identities."

When everyone arrived, Lin Dong reached out and took out many tools from the Circle of Nature, allowing others to disguise them. And he himself picked up half a metal mask and put it on his face.

This metal mask is very weird, it sticks to his skin when it touches it, there is no right way, I want to forcibly tear it off, only to tear off the skin and flesh on my face.

Then he moved his hands and feet on the other half of his face, leaving a shallow scar.

His second identity is Tyre, the Iron Man, a wanted criminal in the Free Realm, who is characterized by the metal mask on the half of his face.

Lin Dong's transformation was very simple, and the others were a little more cumbersome, and the ones they changed were all Tyr's subordinates.

After dressing up, the group quickly left the camp under the leadership of Lin Dong, and those valuable demon camels were also pushed into the magma pool to destroy the corpses.

Only two hours after they left, a team appeared with the same fire-blade emblem on it, led by a legendary warrior with a crimson sword on his back.

Lin Dong and they had been gone for a long time, and all that remained here was the ruins of the camp after it was demolished.

Driven by an animal trainer, the Darkfire Wolf who had escaped earlier sniffed around the camp, trying to find out Lin Dong's traces.

It's a pity that the people in the third team are all veterans of these things, and it is difficult to find their flaws.

After a fruitless search, the legendary warrior led by him had a gloomy face that he was about to drip water, stretched out his hand and pulled out the long sword behind his back, and with a flick of his hand, dozens of pale red fighting qi blades fell on the broken camp, completely destroying the camp, and then leaving with his men.

However, soon the headquarters of the Fireblade Legion in Burning Stone City received the news, and all the members of the Fireblade Legion moved.

To survive in an environment like Burning Stone City, one is strong enough, but fierce enough, the strength of the Fire Blade Legion is the weakest of the four legions, but their ruthlessness for the sake of their comrades allows them to stand firm in the position of the fourth legion.

(End of chapter)

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