A withered hand caught the bracelet, the fingers of this hand were slender and powerful, and the joints protruded, and from the rough and thick calluses of the distribution, it was clear that it was the mark of years of using a short weapon. The owner of the hand took the bracelet in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, caution and caution could be seen in the gloomy gaze, and the crystal reflected a strange and dangerous light in those brown eyes.

"Get, go. His voice was muddled through the veil, and although his words were succinct, the slurred words sounded as if he hadn't spoken in decades. He was dressed in a black leather armor, which was almost weightless from the usual thieves' attire on the mainland, and was made up of several pieces of leather armor that were firmly tied to each other by non-reflective bone buckles, soft and delicate against the skin, allowing the joints to move freely. Even within the Thieves' Guild, this is a standard leather armor that only high-level thieves can have.

There were two more figures on the ground, one left and one right, standing next to this person, the three people were dressed and tall, and at a glance they looked like a person reflected in three mirrors, but from the standing position, the person holding the bracelet was the leader among them.

At the same time, they took out a scroll from their bosoms, and then tore it open, and the milky white light of the portal immediately appeared in front of their eyes, and the oval entrance had a metal-like liquid swirling back and forth, and from time to time it also threw out fine light chips, like opening a door to the starry sky.

The three spatial portals opened at the same time, causing the surging of air currents in the ruins square to intensify for a moment, and the dead leaves and sand were whirring up, crackling and crashing against the broken idol of the pillar.

From the appearance of these thieves to the attack, until the death of the three old men, only a few breaths have passed, but because so much happened in this moment, it seems that even a short time can not contain the blood and killing, and the cold evening breeze does not even have time to sweep away the heat of blood.

The status of the three assassinated elders in the Council of the Dead is not low, and they are even one step away from entering the highest level of the Senate. In fact, those who can carry out this task are themselves recognized by the Parliament. There is no doubt about its own strength. And the long life accumulation also makes them not only experienced in combat, but also cunning as foxes.

They didn't let their guard down when they cast a necromancy spell on the corpse of the black dragon, the three of them seemed to be chanting at the same time, but in fact it was always done by one person, while the other two were always on guard against possible sudden attacks, and a master like them would normally only need to be cautious enough to dodge most secret attacks.

But the thieves didn't make a move, they were waiting, because what usually looks like an opportunity is not a chance. Misjudgment often means failure, and they prefer to choose a more secure time.

The lack of an imaginary attack made the three necromancers much less vigilant. When you see that success is coming, in order to prevent your comrades from doing anything. They paid most of their attention to each other's wariness, and paid little attention to the crisis that might come from the outside, and it was this misjudgment that caused them to not escape the end of death.

Maybe the necromancers were too confident, or maybe they were overwhelmed by the joy of success, if they could have brought a little more magic items with them, or even if the last dead necromancer only had a teleportation scroll in hand, then the final result would be very different.

The thieves weren't very good at attacking together, as evidenced by the gaps they revealed after killing two necromancers. Luckily for you. Their enemies were not monolithic, and each of them wanted to be alone, so they did not give their companions a helping hand, and the meanness and greed of human nature were revealed at that moment.

Suspicion, distrust, pride are the real killers who kill them. It is this weakness that thieves amplify and exploit. Unleashed the strongest offensive and completed this near-perfect assassination.

Death. In fact, it was doomed from the first step of the necromancers on the island.

The thief with the bracelet stepped into the glowing white portal one step ahead, and the thieves behind him followed, but whether it was intentional or not, there was a slight difference in the chronology of their entry.

At this moment, the original brilliant brilliance of the portal suddenly condensed, as if the flowing water streaks were suddenly frozen by the extremely cold ice mist, and even the dancing air flow seemed to be cut by an invisible pair of scissors.

Time seems to freeze at this moment.

Someone imprisoned all the qi elements in the field!Although the time was extremely short, the huge energy in the portal that had nowhere to vent turned into a death scythe that harvested life in an instant.

The leader of the thieves had almost his entire body in it, but he suddenly retreated, but only the upper half of his body came out, and he fell out in a posture of being pushed violently.

Although his extraordinary agility and intuition made him react before the crisis arrived, and even immediately leaned back to avoid the condition of his keen nerves, allowing his head and torso with most organs such as the heart to move out of the portal first, only the upper half of the body obviously couldn't survive, and he fell to the ground with a "plop", still holding the crystal bracelet in his hand.

The second thief who entered the portal was a little later than him, so he only lost a leg when he exited, and if there was no accident, he would have been able to spend the rest of his life in bed, but a scorching purple lightning slashed at his body without mistake, and this lightning actually fell as early as when he stepped into the space-time gate, but because the distance was high enough that he didn't reach it until he exited the portal, and at any other time and place, this high-level thief could easily dodge this simple magic direct attack, but at this moment, when he was defenseless with all his strength, he was powerless to dodge, and could only watch the lightning slash down, and then with a "boom" it was knocked into a pile of charred black charcoal.

At this moment, the dust and sand that were swept up into the sky mixed with dead leaves crackled and fell, playing a dense killing movement like rain.

Call......

The wind is coming back.

The portal is back in circulation.

The last thief to enter the portal was retracting his outstretched foot, and there was no damage on his body, but he didn't intend to leave, and instead glanced at the bracelet that had fallen to the ground out of the corner of his eye.

When he first saw the stasis of the space-time gate, he knew that he had enough strength and time to avoid, in his judgment, the enemy who could lay such a trap would definitely leave behind, and the most suitable time to attack him was undoubtedly now, so he pretended to lose his balance, and there was a deep cold glow in his eyes.

Unsurprisingly, two ghostly figures emerged from the void, glittering daggers stabbing at his throat and back, respectively.

In his opinion, these two daggers are not worth mentioning in terms of speed or perspective, the only thing that can be praised is that the cooperation is quite tacit, a faint disdain flashed in his eyes, his wrist flipped slightly, and two sharp edges swept through the air, only in an instant, his dagger took the first step to cut the throats of the two sneak attackers, he was very satisfied with his blow, under the pressure of the coming danger, whether it was strength, angle or sequence of order have reached the extreme that he can achieve in his life, but this reserve and pride only lasted for a moment, and the glory of life withered like a flash in the panThe two men who should have fallen still rushed forward, although the trachea and blood vessels were cut, but the arm holding the dagger did not even tremble a little, the two people sandwiched the thief in the middle, and the dagger penetrated into his throat and the back of his heart at the same time, and the huge momentum even caused the thief's body to twist unnaturally, and both feet were thrown off the ground.

The sound of bones and internal organs shattering exploded in his ears, and the thief's last sight was a pair of eyes dancing with green fire.

The two sneak attackers each gave up their daggers and jumped back a step, and suddenly there was a flash of lightning falling from the sky, and with a "boom" the thief was blown into debris.

"Bang!"

The corpse of the first slain necromancer had been leaning against the magic shield he had cast, but the magic effect was gone, and he finally fell to the ground.

From the necromancer being attacked, to the thief being killed, it took less than ten breaths to experience both of them from the identity of hunters to prey, in the end, who is the real yellow sparrow?

"Haha, it's finally here. ”

Hedamic with a face full of ecstasy slowly descended from the sky, just now he was standing on the top of a huge pillar not far from here, if it was other mages, it was impossible for him to cast spells at such a high place, but he was an air space mage, this distance was just shrouded in his domain, he couldn't wait to bend down, under the gaze of Adozemad and Blade, he grabbed the crystal bracelet in his hand. Climb ^ book ^ net, this chapter is first published by "".