Chapter Thirty-Six: The Road to Rivalry is Narrow

Although the voice was deliberately soft, it could still be barely discerned at Locke's distance.

'Who is so bold as to dare to be a thief in a den of thieves?' It seems that the time has come for me, the knight of justice, to uphold justice! The righteous knight, who was a robber in the bandit's den, excitedly touched in the direction of the source of the sound.

After a while, through the houses, he saw several figures in front of him moving quickly towards the back door of the stockade, and Locke only had time to use the system to sweep the back of the last guy - a level 9 mercenary.

Locke was stunned for a moment, is it them?

Thinking that it was the group of 'tails' who had been following the convoy before, Locke suddenly slowed down.

"What the hell are they here for...... Wait......" Locke, who was muttering to himself, suddenly thought of something, and suddenly looked back in the direction of the main camp - under the light of the raging fire in the distance, the tall main camp could vaguely distinguish the outline.

"True Eyes!! The goal of these guys is the True Eye?! ”

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Locke immediately quickened the pace that he was about to stop, and at the same time threw out all the five newly acquired silver-level [undead warriors] for them to bypass and intercept them.

The road ahead was reddish as a result of the light of the fire in the distance, but even so, the mercenaries were nowhere to be seen.

Blunder! After all calculations, the little mouse who originally thought that it was not enough to worry about his teeth would actually dig such a big hole!

Don't despise your opponent, no matter how lowly they are. Lions have to do their best to prey on rabbits, let alone people.

Passing through the houses, Locke, who had chased for a while and still hadn't seen half a figure, gradually slowed down. The planning of this bandit's den is really messy, without the lead of the assassin and now there is smoke everywhere...... He's a little lost.

Just as he stopped thinking about countermeasures, suddenly, several figures came out one after another from several directions in front of him, and they ran towards this side with a panicked look - these mercenaries were also lost and scattered, no wonder they couldn't catch up.

However, judging by their virtues, they should have been chased to the front by the [Undead Warriors] sent out just now.

"Hehe, that's good." Locke sneered and strode towards a few figures running towards him.

......

The mercenaries were completely separated from Barron, but fortunately there were still two or three with them, including the mercenary captain.

"Hey! Barron! Do you know how to get around? "The captain of the mercenary who ran into walls like a blind man in the dark was extremely hot, and what made him most angry was that he actually met the silver swordsman in the chaos - those guys are all personal guards who have been staying next to the main camp, how can they be here?!

"Don't worry." Barron walked in front of him with a small box the size of two palms in his arms, "Since you can see the guards everywhere, then think about it from another angle, it's so chaotic here that even the guards are lost, aren't they?" The fact that they didn't chase after them is the best proof of that. ”

The mercenary captain didn't speak, he glanced at the small treasure box in Barron's arms, and asked, "Is this thing really as valuable as you say?" ”

When Barron heard this, he immediately stopped and turned to grin at him, patted the box in his arms lightly, and said with a smile: "You bosses know how to fight and kill all day long, such a valuable treasure is only possessed in legends, and its research value is ......."

"How much is it worth!!" The mercenary next to him couldn't take it anymore and roared loudly, and then was immediately pressed down on the head by the captain next to him.

Looking at several pairs of angry eyes around him, Barron sighed, estimated the price in his heart, was silent for a while, and said, "I want to ...... This treasure should be able to sell for at least 10 gold coins! ”

This sentence will make Locke vomit blood when he hears it.

In the original game world, if players knew that this place had a 'real eye', even if it was only such one, they would definitely take their men to plow this place back and forth several times like a farmer's field - there is no limit to how many NPCs can be killed, except for those in the main cities, other places can be slashed and killed at will.

And 90% of the guild wars they often wag are related to [Spiritual Vision] items, and the price of [Spiritual Vision] items is basically measured in real currency, in other words, even if you give a box of gold bricks, you can't get such a one!

"10 gold coins?! Get rich! ”

Hearing that the contents of such a broken box could be exchanged for 10 gold coins, the surrounding turtles immediately celebrated.

"Wait! Who's there?! ”

While celebrating, one of the mercenaries pointed to a figure slowly emerging from the smoke red from the distant firelight—a hunter in a rudimentary masked hunting suit.

When everyone saw it, they were immediately nervous, and a few people were just about to turn around and flee, when Barron suddenly shouted: "It's you?!" ”

After everyone heard this, they stopped their desire to flee, and turned to look at the hunter in front of them whose face was covered by a three-cornered hat—Locke, whose face was covered, slowly raised his head, narrowed his only uncovered eyes to look at Barron, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's me, are you happy?" ”

"Clam clam, rejoice! Of course, happy little master! Such a chaotic place can be encountered! Can you not be happy! Barron's tone didn't sound like a laugh, but rather a sense of 'you're finally in my hands.'

When everyone heard this guy's smiling tone, they were immediately surprised-this is the noble young master they planned to kidnap? This 'humanoid gold coin' actually threw itself into the net, and Lady Luck appeared!

"Captain!" At this moment, several voices suddenly sounded from both sides - the members of the mercenary group who had run away had actually returned!

"Clam, clam, God help me!" Barron glared at Locke viciously, he wanted to get back last night's humiliation, "You can't run away from the hateful stinky imp!" ”

Locke looked at the more and more mercenaries gathered, and after estimating that they were all ready, he bowed slightly, and saluted like a gentleman: "Please call me the Knight of Justice, thank you." ”

"Enjoy, Knight of Justice!" Enraged, Barron was the first to draw his sword and rush forward, and the other mercenaries also surrounded him from all directions with excited faces.

Locke raised his head and smiled slightly: "Let you miscellaneous fish see the most upright tactics of my righteous knights!" ”

As the words fell, five huge tentacles wriggled their bodies and appeared out of thin air around him, and at the moment when everyone opened their mouths wide and didn't have time to brake, they suddenly crossed and swept away, and everyone was thrown out like garbage with a long scream......