"You want to kill me?" The middle-aged mage asked with fright.

Green snorted coldly, he threw out the thief's corpse to attract Lawn, and blew up the unhappy with his magic fist to scare the mage, all in order to hide his body. Fighting a full-fledged mage without allowing them to have any free time is a basic understanding of the melee class.

And he took so much effort, of course, not to make a show.

"I can crush your throat before you turn the eight claws of the ring with your right thumb in order, and I have always wondered if this is the case." Green replied coldly, and after speaking, he also glanced at Lawn, who was about to return his hand, "And you, I advise you not to act rashly, otherwise something will happen to this mage, and those gray-clothed and long-bearded old men will chase me anyway, it doesn't matter, you will definitely not be able to escape." ”

As soon as he said this, the faces of the middle-aged mage and Lawne changed drastically.

Lawn thought to himself that this mage master would not die, and he would have to shed his skin this time, he didn't dare to joke with the mage master's life, and froze in place as if petrified, and was unhappy to get up from the ground, and immediately went over to disarm him.

And the middle-aged mage's heart was even more shocked, a small mage in a mere ring, actually called out the name they belonged to, and accurately understood the means of saving the lives of the old members, is this world too crazy, or is it that the chaotic ancestor of the ghost Haikusu has been resurrected?

"Y-What do you want to do?"

The mage's attitude softened, and he asked in a trembling voice. As a symbol of nobility on Cheng dù, the middle-aged mage never expected that he would show timidity in front of people, although at this time, the members of the Dragon Tyrant Triad were dying and dizzy, and the only one who could see was the battle captain, and the mental shame still made him tremble.

If you survive, you'll be the first to kill that damn Lawn!

Maybe Green couldn't have imagined that such an idea would pop up in the heart of the middle-aged mage at this moment, but this is normal, anyway, the mental state of the old followers is not very orderly.

Poor Lawn lies down and doesn't know it.

Green didn't speak, he first put a slight force on his hand, causing the mage to feel a strange feeling of suffocation and vomiting, and then reached for the other party's ring with his other hand. The Devouring Ouroboros on the Ring and the Hexagram surrounded by eight tentacles are the hallmarks of the Followers of the Old Days, but it's not just decoration, at least Green knows that the gem held in the middle is an excellent magic amplification material, and it also records more than one spell, and the ring itself can also be used to communicate with other old days, and the lowest-level members wear rare purple grade accessories.

Why don't you take it?

However, to Green's surprise, he had just taken off the other party's ring, and only subconsciously glanced at the middle-aged mage, but the scene in his eyes was very different-

The middle-aged man, who was still slightly convex and white-eyed just now, dried up as if he had been drained of water, and even a few twisted and crooked yellow bandages appeared on his head. Before Green could react, the restrained mage glared at two eyeballs that were about to fall out abruptly, and screamed in a higher pitch than before, almost startling the boy.

"Ya Di Meng! ――”

Ha?

For a second, the boy was stunned.

But the next moment, the memory gave him the clearest hint: the pretender!

This middle-aged mage is not only a cultist, but also a pretender who has disappeared into the world since the purge war!

"Looks like you're not having good luck today."

Green pursed his lips, and under the frightened gaze of the middle-aged mage, his right hand suddenly exerted force, and he snapped the opponent's neck with a click. He wanted to trap the other party's words and see what the old followers had done in Charcha, but first, he didn't have the luxury of priing open the other's mouth, and second, he had nothing to say to the creatures of the chaotic camp.

Quest Name: The Vocation of the Holy Messenger (1/3)

Task Type: Achievement Mission

Requirements: Eliminate 10 Pretenders in the main and secondary planes of the world of Knodia. [Completion (3/10)]

Reward: Raise any main attribute by one energy level

[When I found out that he was a pretender, I cut off his head]

Missions that haven't changed since leaving Nigon have finally increased a little more complete.

"Y-What did you just do!"

Green was reviewing the logs in the system to confirm that he had indeed killed the Pretender, but Lawn, who had been caught in displeasure, collapsed, and if it weren't for the Skeleton Warrior's arm strength beyond ordinary people, the battle captain would have even pounced on him and scratched Green's face like a shrew.

Oh my God, he, he, he, he actually killed a mage!

When Raun thought about it, he felt the urge to burst into tears.

It's over, it's all over, I can't live......

But Green just glanced at him strangely, wondering in his heart how the dignified low-level swordsman was so mentally weak? Could it be that this guy's identity as an Exa mercenary is fake? He forgot that he had the soul of a player, and he had always braved the world's condemnation, but Lawn was different, he was an authentic Gonodian, in Green's words, that is, a "realistic NPC", the idea of old-fashioned feudalism is deep-rooted, and he is not desperate to fly at this time.

The boy sat down on the ground and let out a sigh.

After a big battle, Green was also a little weak, but fortunately, the enemy had been cleared, and a little accident had been resolved, and then it was time to harvest. He didn't bother to pay attention to how the battle captain cried or howled, and after signaling that he was unhappy and knocked the other party unconscious, he reached out to open the corpse by himself. The middle-aged mage is ostensibly subordinate to the Gray Sect, but in fact he is an old member, even if he is a pretender, he will not be as poor as the two masters and servants of Nigon, right?

The boy groped around the body of the pretender, a pair of dexterous hands flying up and down, and he almost pulled off the opponent's pants.

Then Green was surprised to find that he had really exploded.

The inventory on the middle-aged mage is not much, excluding the seal ring, the first is the chestnut staff he has in hand, the blue quality high-grade equipment, which is a common weapon for early mages in the following miracles. This thing has a pitiful small increase in spells, but it comes with a 1 intelligence bonus and a 1% cast speed reduction.

But how do you convert it here?

Green looked at the equipment evaluation on the system check: E+, then looked at his same general attribute table, rolled his eyes and threw it into his backpack.

The second thing was this scroll, as soon as Grimm touched it, the familiar feeling made him ecstatic, and when he opened it, it was indeed a magic scroll.

[Discover the magic scroll, do you want to learn?] 】

What else is there to say, Green did not hesitate to study, and immediately added an additional column in the attribute panel under [Failed Magic Fist].

[Cyclone: (Level 1) Creates a small fixed air flow that increases the speed slightly - Cost: 2]

It's a two-ring spell, but it's an elemental spell, and Green estimates that the mage might be good at other types of spells, so he can't learn what the scroll is about, so he cheapens Grimm for nothing. With such a plug-in as a system, Green never needs to practice as complicated as others, as long as he meets the skill requirements, learning everything is a matter of an instant, as for what department he studied in middle age...... Anyway, Green didn't see it and didn't want to see it, and the corpse couldn't speak.

So far, the harvest has exceeded Green's expectations, but he didn't expect him to touch and let him open another thing, and this one surprised Green.

This is a Hidden Blade of blue quality.

"It's strange, this is obviously an assassin's weapon, how did it get to the mage?" Green glanced at the position of the Hidden Blade in confusion, and it was actually on the belt around his waist, as if the other party had just hung this thing on his waist when he was alive.

This is really a big forest, and there are all kinds of birds.

No matter what kind of special habits the middle-aged mage has, the Hidden Blade, an assassin weapon that is difficult for ordinary blacksmiths to create, Green is still very satisfied, just imagine him smashing out with a cannon, the opponent is only an ordinary fist, but he pops out the Hidden Blade in an instant, what kind of situation should it be?

The boy was thrilled to think about it.

Putting on his Hidden Blade, Green continued to tidy up, and one last time he looked closely, the mage who was actually the pretender had also contributed two small colorless crystals to him, as well as a tube of ordinary magic potions. The former has a wide effect, and the instantaneous ability can almost affect the battle situation, if the other party didn't have time to touch the crystal just now, I'm afraid it would be Green himself who is lying down now. As for the latter, it is generally known as the No. 5 magic potion among players, this thing has an exaggerated high price in the early stage, and the dark alliance has become a rotten street commodity as soon as the war starts, but now Green still regards it as a treasure, there are no large number of sub-professional players here, how can the potion that restores the mana value be so easy to get.

With the loot in hand, Green didn't forget to dispose of the old follower's seal. Although the ring is good, it is a hot potato, and it is too ostentatious to wear on the hand, Green thought about it for a while, and threw it into the system backpack for the time being, and then found a way to deal with it when he had time.

"Oh, yes." Standing up, Green remembered the purpose of his trip again. He searched several rooms according to the guide, and found a total of thirty-four gold coins, seventeen silver coins, and two coppers. Of course, the pickpockets of the Dragon Triad can't let go, because the system backpack has a fixed number of storage, Green didn't take all the weapons, just picked two steel swords for himself and unhappy to put on, as for the money bag, there is no reason to give up, the pickpockets are rich, Green turned out fifty-two gold coins, and has taken a big step towards the goal of 200 gold coins.

Eventually, the boy clapped his hands and brushed away the dust that had been stained from the loot. He looked around, and the whole stronghold was full of pickpockets, some alive and some dead.

Killed all?

The boy rolled his eyes.

He is not a murderous person, and he has no deep hatred with them, and Green is too lazy to go up one by one to mend the knife, anyway, the purpose of this trip has been achieved, and the mages of the old followers have been eliminated, so they are simply left to fend for themselves here.

Thinking so, Green snapped his fingers at the unhappy, who silently followed behind him, and the two of them were about to leave.

Suddenly, a calm voice rang out from the room in front of him.

"Is that what you're going to do?"