Pearl of the Desert.

It is a city very close to the eastern world, and it is also the boundary point of the Death Desert, from where you continue east into the Death Desert. It's a very dangerous place, and it's also a gathering place for the followers of the Grim Reaper-Naraku, and there are many priesthoods that have spawned in the realm of death, but the most evil is undoubtedly the believers of the Reaper-Naraku. Known as the Enemy of Good, the Abomination of Life, the Darkbringer, the Lord of Gloom, the Reaper of Flesh and Blood, and many more from the time of his appearance to the present, this ancient deity has had many ups and downs, but it has not fallen.

This is one of the few surviving Death Old Gods!

The followers of the Shinigami-Naraku do not need a reason to attack others at all, because their doctrine is to harvest life.

This Grim Reaper hates life and hates living creatures.

Sauron's figure has arrived, and there are not many continental faces like him in this bustling desert city. This is the territory of the Excellent-Excellent-Small-Say-More-New-Most-Fast-www.uuxs.cc-Desert race, and people of other races rarely go too deep. In the center of the city is a towering palace with elaborate reliefs carved on the walls on all sides, and at the top of the palace is a huge statue of an immortal bird. It is said that the immortal bird once appeared here and was reborn in the flames, so this place has always been a thorn in the side of the god of death, Naraku.

There are quite a few people in the Adventurer's Guild.

Sauron also unexpectedly saw elves, dwarves, and halflings, but most of the elves who came here were druids, and since the practice of the Eastern warrior monks spread to the mainland, many druids would travel to the eastern countries.

"What do you need?"

An Oriental woman with a veiled figure and a slender waist appeared in front of Sauron, she was the receptionist of the Adventurer's Guild, and because of the different regions, this place was naturally different from the mainland.

Don't despise this woman.

Sauron could tell at a glance that she was an advanced oriental dancer, within her exotic dress. At least a dozen deadly throwing knives were hidden.

An advanced class that somewhat resembles a clown dancer.

Skilled in the fighting techniques of some troubadours and trained by a small number of warrior monks, the women were deadly and sometimes made cameo appearances as assassins. They are very good at confusing their enemies with their beauty and seductive dancing, and even in battle they resemble dancing elves.

This is an advanced class that requires a lot of talent. Not only sensitivity, but also charisma.

There are many special advanced professions in the Eastern World, and Sauron found two or three special advanced professions with just a glance, including the Ronin who was close to the Eastern Sea.

An advanced variant of the Ranger class, a dangerous group of people who are proficient in swordsmanship.

"I'm going to post a recruiting mission."

Sauron glanced at the Oriental Dancing Queen in front of him, and raised his hand to take out a task list. It was handed to the woman in front of him.

"Huh?"

Dongfang Maiji glanced at him, raised her head and glanced at him with azure eyes, and said softly, "Explore the ancient ruins?" Difficulty level C? It's going to take some masters! ”

"The cost is 1,000 Jindler, and we will announce your information."

"If someone wants to take on this task, we will send someone to inform you. Please leave us your current address. ”

Sauron quickly left the inn spot where he was staying, then glanced at the adventurer's hall and turned to walk towards the inn, he still needed to learn some new spells, and it was not easy to recruit a group of good players. Too low-end professionals are not even qualified to be cannon fodder in the ancient ruins, and Sauron is going to stay here for three days.

With Sauron's figure departing.

Dongfang Maiji quickly entered the back of the hall, and in it sat a middle-aged man with a beard, after glancing outside. In a deep voice, he said, "What is the way?" ”

Dongfang Dancing Girl glanced at him and said slowly, "High-level wanderer." Good skills. It should be from the south, and it smells of the sea. ”

"It's the same smell as that ronin!"

"I guess I used to be a person who drifted on the sea all year round. I don't know why such a wanderer would come to the desert! ”

Observe the words.

Oriental dancers are very good at gathering information, and their knowledge is no worse than that of troubadours.

"As long as it doesn't get in trouble."

The middle-aged man glanced at the task list and said in a deep voice, "Explore the ancient ruins?" Every year, these adventurers come here to die, and they have no idea what the depths of the desert are all about! ”

Hearing this, Dongfang Wuji shrugged her shoulders and played with taste: "What is the way they want to come and send them to death?" ”

"We can't stop them."

Soon.

The announcement of the mission was posted, because it was a C-level difficulty. The position of the hanging is quite obvious.

"Exploring ancient ruins?"

"Recruiting seasoned veterans? Minimum 5,000 Kindler? Is the publisher a wanderer? Looks like it's paying a lot! ”

The announcement quickly attracted the attention of many people.

However, most of them weighed their strength and chose to give up. Because many of them are mercenary groups, at most, they will take over the task of escorting caravans. This kind of ancient ruins is too dangerous. Even if they are well paid, they are not sure, and most professionals still ask for a safe one like them.

"Looks good."

A bearded dwarf in heavy armor glanced at it, then put down his battle axe and said in a deep voice, "Maybe I can talk to this wanderer." ”

Naturally, it's not that simple.

Not many veterans will make a decision lightly, and they will definitely need to know the specifics of the task.

The other person who was attracted by the task was the Oriental ronin sitting in the corner, with a wine jug next to him, and he had been wiping his sword blade, and after hearing the movement of the others, he took a serious look.

Five thousand kindlers.

It's already a very good salary, enough to make a professional like him excited.

The Fa Ye is still as rare as ever.

There was not a single wizard in the entire Adventurers' Guild, not even a Warlock, and the druids didn't seem interested in this kind of quest, and they always rejected the idea of exploring the underground. Because it is believed that it is easy to cause disaster. Many of the druids here are shepherds, not druids of the Warlock Combat School, and their strength is more polarized.

Three days passed quickly.

Sauron was rewarded handsomely to recruit some useful veterans, a dwarven heavy shield warrior, and an oriental ronin. A desert warrior.

With Sauron, there were four of them.

It's a relatively good team, but the only flaw is that there is one less priest.

High priests are still as difficult to recruit as ever, these guys have a high status, and rarely risk money to make money.

Unable to recruit spellcasters, Sauron had to postpone the time.

Although he didn't care much, these improvised teammates wanted a spellcaster by their side. This is also a little more secure.

In the end, Sauron had to raise his pay to 8,000 kindlers.

Unfortunately, this still didn't impress those masters, and he had no choice but to turn this investment to buying supplies from the Desert Temple.

Expensive healing agents are somewhat useful.

The elixir made by the priest can achieve the effect of 'healing serious injuries' at most, but it is expensive.

Just as Sauron was thinking about whether to finally find a way to pull a high-level professional to make up the numbers and get a team of five-person adventurers. A little accident happened.

Someone actually took the initiative to find him, ready to take over this mission.

It was a woman.

A very beautiful and dangerous woman.

………………

Rewind the clock to a day ago.

Sauron had just returned to his inn when he went out today to hire a group of workers to dig a passage to the underground ruins with tools. But as soon as he reached the door of the inn room, Sauron's expression suddenly became solemn, and he pressed his hand on the scimitar.

Someone had touched his door!

Before leaving, Sauron had left a slight notch, which was now asymmetrical, and the door had been opened.

Sauron had instructed the innkeeper not to tidy up his room. So there's a great chance that someone else will sneak in.

There was no sound in the room.

Sauron was sure that if someone was inside, the other party would be able to hear his footsteps going upstairs.

He reached out and grabbed the doorknob, then took a deep breath. Slowly push it away. There was nothing unusual in the room, but Sauron's glance revealed a slight shift in the items on the table. The distance was probably less than a millimeter or two, and if it weren't for a wanderer like him with an amazing ability to observe and remember, it would be impossible to find that someone had come in and turned over his things.

Squeak!

Sauron closed the door gently, not letting his guard down in the slightest because there was no one in sight in the room. There are many masters in this world who are proficient in stealth, and there are many people whose abilities are not worse than him.

Suck!

A slight cracking sound sounded.

Sauron's body tensed for a moment. Then one rolled sideways and pulled out the scimitar with a sonorous sound, and a strange throwing knife appeared in the place of the door.

A throwing knife that looks like a snake twisted. The location was right on Sauron's throat at the time.

A slight wind sound.

In the dim light of the room, a hazy figure appeared, and with the sound of breaking through the air, five throwing knives shot at different angles, sealing all of Sauron's retreat.

Bell Block!

Sauron instantly blocked the enemy's attack with his sword, and at the same time pounced, the figure disappeared strangely as it took off, and appeared behind the hazy black shadow in an instant.

- "Shadow Jump!" ”

- "Shadow Strike! ”

Sauron showed no mercy to his men, and all the attacks were fatal.

"Giggles!"

At this moment, the strange figure let out a crisp laugh, and then the hazy phantom split into three, dodging in three directions at the same time.

- "Misty Dance! ”

Magic!

A sturdy and tall figure turned over and touched the roof lightly on its toes, and then swooped down and stabbed out a black dagger.

"Oriental Dancing Girl!"

Sauron's brows tightened, facing the figure rushing down from the roof, he suddenly closed his eyes, his ears moved, he didn't even look at the attack above, and directly slashed at the foot of the bed. The shadow that had rushed down from the roof suddenly vanished, and the corner of the wall twisted to a faint shadow once more.

Or illusion!

The enemy has not yet appeared.

……………… (To be continued) R580