The entire Barbarian Royal City has fallen into a carnival, and for this group with a martial background, the night of the decisive battle in the Royal City Duel Arena is their biggest carnival. All the barbarian gladiators are gathered here, making final preparations for tonight's deathmatch.

In a dark alley in the royal city, a team of barbarian guards in charge of the garrison of the royal city slowly walked in, and the captain of the barbarian guards led by him held his shield and stared vigilantly around, his eyes reflecting cold light in the darkness.

Just as they were cautiously staggering forward, there was a sudden movement in the left corner, and the entire barbarian squad reflexively spun around, and then several spears flew out of them.

The spear quickly rushed into the dark corner, and then there was a small thud in the corner, and the captain of the barbarian squad rushed out, raising his long knife with a jump and slash. This knife is quite powerful, and it is conceivable that if there is a person hiding in the corner, it will be hit the spot without any suspense.

However, his blow did not hit any target, and as his slash was completed, a gray shadow flew out. The captain of the guard turned around and slashed out, and a stream of blood slammed into the wall, breaking in two on the spot by the little thing he had concentrated.

A group of barbarian guards rushed over and looked around to pick up something, only to find that it was just a mouse. The captain of the guard couldn't help but laugh, and then the others around him laughed as well. The joyful atmosphere permeated the alleys, which seemed to encompass this dark corner in the grand celebration outside.

It's just that they haven't laughed long before a cold light suddenly flashes, and one of the barbarian guards clutches his throat and widens his eyes, unable to make any sound with his mouth open. Everyone's eyes were focused, looking at the blood spurting from his mouth, they all drew their weapons and stepped aside, instantly forming a circle and looking around vigilantly.

The captain of the guard looked around, but there was nothing but darkness, and the whole alley fell silent again. The captain of the guard suddenly felt water dripping down his neck, and a cold touch slid down his neck. He frowned, raised his hand and touched his neck, then put his palm in front of his eyes and glanced at it.

Blood smeared his right hand, and it was even a little sticky.

The captain's eyes shrank sharply, and he looked up at the top of his head without hesitation.

A figure sits across the rope between the roofs, like an owl looking down on its prey. The other party seemed to have noticed that the captain of the guard had seen him, so he fell directly from mid-air, holding a dagger in each of his open hands.

"The enemy is on top!"

The captain of the guard shouted, and immediately raised the shield in his hand and held it above his head. However, he was still too slow after all, and at the same time as he raised the shield in his hand, the cold blade of the dagger was already attached to his neck, and then blood splattered on the spot.

The other barbarian guards hurriedly drew their swords to counterattack, and the formation that was originally formed in a circle and united with the outside was immediately changed to a unified attack formation within the team, and several spears crossed the shield wall and pierced towards the figure that was surrounded in the middle.

The man in the middle turned his head slightly, and a cold gaze flashed between the hideous masks. He didn't dodge at all, letting the spears get into his body.

When the barbarian guards saw that the attack was successful, they immediately showed a happy expression, and immediately drew their spears and planned to attack again. However, as soon as their spears were drawn, the man in the middle leapt to his feet, a backflip over one of them, and then the mask bounced to the ground, and in the dim light it was possible to see some sharp iron teeth peeking out of his mouth.

The iron teeth in the mask were revealed, and the man immediately bit down on the back of the neck of the barbarian guard he had caught, and a series of green recovery effects floated above his head. The damage that was originally pierced by the spear was instantly negated by this recovery skill, as if it had not suffered any damage.

The other barbarian guards looked panicked, and immediately raised their shields and retreated, then stretched out their spears and sprinted towards their targets.

However, they had lost their last chance, and after the other party recovered again, his movements became more swift, and in the blink of an eye, he had disappeared from everyone's sight again, appearing behind the nearest barbarian guard. 、

Throat-slitting and back-stabbing stabs were carried out in one go, each target did not last more than five seconds, and when all the barbarian guards were lowered, the hunter in the shadows stood alone in the alley, bowing his head slightly and his hands down, as if he was silently mourning for the enemy who died under his hands.

The main street outside the alley is still full of festivities, and the NPCs in the carnival have no idea that a bloody massacre has just been experienced in the alley across the wall.

"What a good harvest!"

An abrupt voice suddenly came from the top of the alley, and the killer standing in the alley didn't raise his head, and replied coldly: "I thought you died outside." ”

"It's not that easy to get me to die." The person above jumped into the air, and the person suddenly flashed three times in mid-air, and landed on the ground very lightly.

The two stood together in the dark, and the sky exploded again, and the light of the fireworks shone into the alley. Mo Qianying and the Night Stalker looked at each other, neither of them speaking.

"What are you going to do now?" Mo Qianying pointed to the barbarian guards who had died in a circle beside him.

The night owl looked up slightly at the fireworks that exploded in the sky, and said indifferently: "It's too boring to wait for you, so come out to do activities, it should be a warm-up." ”

Mo Qianying realized that he didn't seem to intend to tell the truth, and immediately smiled: "So I think too much, I thought you hunted these outer guards here, and then took the opportunity to change into their clothes, kill their leader after passing through the defense line, and then use this identity to sneak into the core area." ”

The night owl's expression suddenly became a little subtle, and he secretly glanced at Mo Qianying out of the corner of his eye, and after being silent for a while, he raised his hand and coughed lightly to clear his throat, and whispered in a somewhat vague voice: "How do you know?" ”

"I guess." Mo Qianying shrugged her shoulders, "Anyway, your tactics have always been so simple and rude, and your thoughts are similar to mine, and I plan to sneak in as the leader of the royal city guards." ”

Hearing Mo Qianying say this, the night owl suddenly snorted angrily: "I thought you had some high opinions. ”

Mo Qianying smiled, walked up to the captain of the guard, leaned over and groped around with him for a while, and then took out a warrant and threw it to the night owl.

The night owl took the warrant and looked at Mo Qianying with some confusion.

Mo Qianying smiled: "From now on, you will be the captain of the guard, and I will be your prisoner." ”

The Night Stalker's eyes narrowed, and he turned the warrant around, with the name of the captain of the guard written on it.

Nablis Raston.