Inquisitor is one of the advanced classes of the Priest, but unlike those who are fragile and need to be protected by teammates from a distance, the Inquisitor is highly capable of hand-to-hand combat. At the same time, they also have a certain amount of sacred, thunder and lightning magic, and they are not afraid of their opponents' close proximity at all.

In the eyes of most players, this profession does not even belong to the category of "milk", and their impression is still that of the rough surging thunder and lightning and the sacred cross of tigers and tigers.

The elven archer and dark swordsman who had just joined the team at this time were naturally no exception.

The dark swordsman with the black cross sword on his back frowned, and after looking the young man with the silver-white cross on his back up and down, he said unhappily: "Little brother, I know that your inquisitors also have one or two skills that can milk. But this kind of single-milk team, it's not good for you to run in and act as milk, right? The final boss of this dungeon is a level 23 Black-Winged Nether Tiger, will you be able to milk it then? ”

The elven archer man on the side also smiled coldly, glanced sideways at the dark swordsman, and said in a non-yin and non-yang manner: "Are you embarrassed to talk about people?" Uncle, I don't think you're a level 20 dark swordsman. Human milk up? Can you resist it? Before your dark swordsman equipment was formed, it was so much more brittle than the shield guard, how will you resist it then? What level of equipment are you? I'm afraid it's not those white clothes wholesale by equipment stores in the city, right? ”

He sneered, slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and after a flash of white light in his hand, an emerald green longbow appeared, and at this time, a burst of green light flashed on the longbow, revealing the quality of the bow and arrow.

Noticing the pale look on the face of the dark swordsman on his team, and the envy of some of the players around him, the elven archer enjoyed it even more.

He sneered, "See? This is a level 20 Elite Bow and Arrow! Let's talk about it first, when the time comes, you two will resist beating and one will add blood, if you don't give it strength, don't blame me for saying anything ugly. ”

The dark swordsman originally blushed and wanted to say something, but when he saw the elven archer's bow and arrow, his face turned white and he didn't say anything more.

After glancing at the other players in the same team, he smiled a little awkwardly and said, "Forget it, hehe, my equipment is really bad, and with a nondescript milk, it really can't be beaten." I retreated, I retreated. ”

Fang Yuchen frowned and was about to say something, but the system prompt for this dark swordsman to withdraw from the team was already ringing in his ears.

Then, with a slightly calm face, the dark swordsman immediately took out a return scroll, and after the white light flashed, he disappeared in front of the door of the stronghold.

However, the elven archer was still a little reluctant, and after the dark swordsman's figure disappeared, he immediately shouted in a strange way: "Ouch, a lot of age is still annoyed and angry? What kind of person, just want to be dressed in garbage equipment and come in and mix up. Phew! It's such a good thing, I still want to find it! ”

After squeezing away the dark swordsman, the elven archer obviously did not forget his intention at the beginning, and coldly turned his head to look at the young man carrying the holy cross, and said, "What about you?" Well? Brother? ”

"That's pretty much it." Fang Yuchen glanced at this elven archer with a cold gaze, in fact, he really didn't pay much attention to this copy. The recruitment of team members opened by the system, just like when I first entered the game, did not have strict requirements for data, and just thought that I could be qualified for the position.

This is not that he is arrogant, with the current Ace Mercy and his high base stats, this quest may not even be impossible to live with, even if it is just him and Blood Feather. Bringing three passers-by in, it's just just the same boredom as when I was doing the main story before. This quest, which is not intended for "training", does not require a team size to be opened at all.

Because the level information is unknown, but at least the "captain" Fang Yuchen above level 24 speaks, and the words of this elven archer are not so presumptuous. After he glanced at Imperial Minister Fang, he said indifferently: "Captain, I didn't say it, your recruitment request was also set too casually. I'm helping you select your team members strictly, you can't just say that the dungeon can pass, of course this kind of thing has to be as fast as possible. We're all passers-by, and it's best to clear a series as quickly as possible! Now that the high-level players are almost 40, we naturally have to try our best to catch up. ”

Speaking of this, he glanced coldly at the young inquisitor on the side, and said, "Then can't you let some salted fish offal also mix into the team?" ”

The young inquisitor with the character "Me Without Friends" has been clasping his hands and looking silent since the meeting, except for the initial greetings. Even though the dark swordsman and elven archer just now squeezed him, he didn't make a sound. But at this time, he suddenly glanced at this elven archer, a chill flashed in his eyes, and said, "Who are you scolding for being a miscellaneous?" ”

The elven archer, named "Elegy of the Night", suddenly looked as surprised as if he had seen a new world, and exclaimed, "Ouch, can you still speak?" I thought it was a mute? How? Not convinced? Whoever answers me, I am saying who is miscellaneous, broken, ah. ”

His sarcastic style did not change at all, and when Fang Yuchen was frowning slightly because this person had affected his mood, a system prompt suddenly sounded in his ears, and the player's message "I have no friends" quit the team.

And in the next second, another system prompt immediately sounded in my ears.

"Ding, attention! Note! Player 'Me Without Friends' launched an attack on your teammate's 'Elegy of the Night', and now you have two hours to defend yourself! ”

As the system's voice prompt sounded, Fang Yuchen's line of sight suddenly flashed, and a silver-white divine arc surged out from the left side, hitting the elven archer on the right!

This sudden change was something that the hundreds of players at the west gate of the stronghold did not expect at all! It was also something that Fang Yuchen didn't expect.

Anyone would dare to strike near the stronghold?!

Some players who were close to this side suddenly screamed excitedly and hurriedly withdrew some distances. Fang Yuchen frowned, stretched out his hand lightly to stop the blood feather, and hurriedly retreated a few steps back.

After being attacked by the first hand with an arc, Night Elegy's face turned cold, but without the slightest hesitation, his body flashed backwards, and he already held the jade-colored longbow in his hand.

(End of chapter)