"There's an inner ghost?!"

Seleston, who saw all this through the car window, came to his senses, and at the same time secretly thanked Morey for preventing him from getting out of the car.

If he had gotten out of the car rashly just now, even if he hadn't been poisoned, without the shield guards, he probably wouldn't have been able to escape the assassination of the dwarven musketeer.

It's just that who is this ghost? And how did he poison him?

"Water!"

As if to feel his question, Morey explained.

The fog in Cyrus's heart was swept away, before the sun was exposed, many of the mercenaries drank almost half a pot of water, if the inner ghost was poisoned in the kettle, it would naturally be unaware.

It's just that these kettles are all personal equipment, and how does this inner ghost sprinkle poison into them?

Seeing that Sellers looked at him with doubts again, Morey gave a roll of his eyes angrily.

I am not the elect of death, that legendary little boy with the aura of death, don't think of yourself as an almighty detective!

Burst!

A shadow dancer had just jumped out of the shadows, and the dagger had pierced into the chest of a mercenary of the same profession, and the other party's limp limbs could not move at all, so he could only watch the dagger get closer and closer to him, until a sharp pain came from his chest.

After a while, almost everyone was slaughtered by the shadow dancers.

Under normal circumstances, these high-level mercenaries could have dealings with this shadow dancer, but now they are wantonly slaughtered by him like chicken cubs.

"Baron Cyrus, come out quickly! Do you want us to go in and get you out? ”

Suddenly, the berserkers in one of the original ranks stood up and said to the carriage with a mocking expression.

Looking at this inner ghost who couldn't wait to jump out, Cyrus's eyelids jumped.

It is precisely knowing the face and not knowing the heart, who would have thought that a barbarian would actually be poisoned?

"Who are you? What do you want to do? ”

Half a day later, Cyrus's "weak" voice came from the carriage.

"Hehe, Lord Baron, don't delay your time!"

"This road has been blocked by us since you entered, so don't expect anyone to save you!"

"As for who I am, don't you know in your heart? Quickly return what you stole to the master, I can call the shots and give you a good time! ”

Berserker said with a sneer.

There was no sound in the carriage, and there was silence all around.

"I'll just say Luke, your methods don't work!"

"People are noble lords, how can they be killed?"

"I'd better go in and drag him out!"

With that, the Shadow Dancer slowly walked to the carriage, but made a turn and ran in the opposite direction of the carriage, and the berserker Luke had already jumped into the ravine.

"Oh no, run!"

Morey's heart was beating wildly and he shouted.

Rumble!

A sound far louder than before echoed through the empty road, and the heavy carriage, which had been specially reinforced with steel plates at the key point, seemed to be hammered by an invisible giant hammer, and struck sideways, and then there was a violent explosion.

"Are they dead?"

Looking at the carriage that had been transformed into a ball of fire, Luke asked the Shadow Dancer for confirmation.

The Shadow Dancer shook his head, frowning as he stared at the carriage.

Although he thought that no one would survive the [Charged Blow] of the "Cannon", Nerin always felt that his heart was beating wildly, as if something was going to happen.

Wow!

Suddenly, the planks of the carriage flew sideways, and the flaming shards exploded like fireworks, forcing Nellin and Luke to take shelter for a while.

Two figures, one tall and one short, slowly walked out from the flames, it was Morey and Cyrus.

Morey's face turned pale, if he hadn't held up the [Flame Shield] at the moment of crisis, he would have really reaped the first failure in his mercenary career.

"Mage, if you're willing to leave now! I don't count you as much as you do! ”

Feeling the magic particles of the [Flame Shield] that were gradually dissipating on Cyrus's body, Nellin looked at Morey and said seriously.

"Hehe, you should say this before you do it to me!"

Morey smiled, revealing a pair of white teeth.

"I don't know what to do, kill him!"

Luke, who had been waiting for a long time, heard Narin's command, and with a cruel smile, he swept the huge battle axe over, and the blow was accurate and ruthless, and he had even seen the scene of two newly baked "halflings" wailing and trying to put themselves back.

"Be careful!"

Nellin's anxious shouts rang out in Luke's ears, and then he felt the tomahawk go numb, and the whole thing came out.

Morey, who smashed the Luke Tomahawk with the [Magic Missile], didn't care about the berserker who was about to burrow into his heart when he turned around, and the energy of the [Anti-Devouring Technique] was instantly transmitted to the entire dagger.

Looking at the embarrassed Nerin, Morey took aim at the berserker with his bare hands.

Of the two fireballs, Luke only dodged one of them, and the other one smashed directly into his chest.

Looking at the berserker who flew out, Morey was about to make up for a fireball spell to solve the opponent, but unexpectedly, several black tentacles suddenly broke through the ground and wrapped tightly around him.

Looking at these thick tentacles that were 10 feet long, Morey had to flash to the side. The power of these magic tentacles created by [Ava Black Tentacles] is related to the caster's level (caster level +8), although Morey's strength is as high as 20 points, but he does not have absolute confidence to get rid of the control of these tentacles.

A shadow dancer, a berserker, a musketeer, and a mage hiding in the shadows, plus other forces that might continue to hide, made Morey feel a lot of pressure.

"Be careful!"

Looking at Luke, who had secretly drunk the [Healing Potion] to the side, Nelin said with a little concern in the blame.

This berserker who is willing to use his brain is hard to find, and he doesn't want this new member to die in his first mission.

Suddenly, Morey felt a killing intent looming over him in the distance, and he understood that it seemed that the cooldown time for the attack of the musketeers in the distance had come again.

The dwarven musketeers had slipped Morey into their crosshairs, only to find that it had turned into a fog.

Morey's [Mist of the Dead] instantly enveloped the entire road.

"Mage, dispel it!"

The mage, who was hiding in the shadows, immediately began to cast a dispel spell, but to no avail.

Just as he wanted to cast a wind spell to blow away this strange fog, Morey, who had already found the position of the mage, tilted out directly at his direction.

The mage, who sensed the gathering of fire-based energy, raised his eyebrows disdainfully.

He had already seen Morey's fireball shoot left and right, how could he be defenseless.

Now he already has [Fire Shield] and [Fire Resistance Elemental] on his body, and these two spells are enough to help him block three [Fireball Spells].