Mata closed his eyes, he knew that he was about to die, but the little boy was still a little comforted to be able to keep up with his father's footsteps.

The passage of time seemed unusually slow for Mata at this moment, but after a long time, the expected pain did not come to him, which made the blonde boy wonder if he had died unconsciously.

Mata opened his closed eyes, and instead of the black-and-white world and wandering ghosts he had imagined, the familiar sights in his vision were still the storage room of his home, the scattered furniture, and the corpses of the gnolls on the ground.

Who did it? Mata was a little puzzled, and he stood up and looked up to find the man who had killed the jackal and saved his life, but it was empty, except for the evening breeze that kept blowing his hair......

Mata stood alone, the darkness of the night wrapping up his thin figure......

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"Why did you save that boy earlier and not take him out of here?" In the silent street, there are three figures rising and falling on the street with heavy shadows.

"I saved him just by hand, where can I take that boy? Do you want to go to Madara together? Walking in the front, Acoste replied to his Doris without curiosity, and the half-elf swordmaster knocked his head with a headache, remembering that the little druid was also in the chaotic and good camp.

"But......" The little druid was about to say something, but Acoste shook his body and flashed into a room on the other street.

Several green-skinned orcs with two huge fangs were in the room, they seemed to be looking for something, and when they saw the half-elven Juggernaut, they immediately roared and brandished their weapons and rushed over. Then it turned into several headless corpses in a matter of seconds.

Arcos's eyes swept over his surroundings, and a glint flashed in his eyes, but the half-elf swordmaster waved at Mavi and Doris as if nothing was wrong, indicating that there was nothing special here......

A sharp wind sound sounded from behind Acoste, and the half-elf sword master sneered and said secretly, and he completed his turn between the lightning and flint. He took a step forward in a half-crouch position, pressed his left and right hands on the hilt of his weapon, and quickly drew his long sword and slashed forward before the figure flew into his face.

Frostmourn and Ash Bringer slashed at the sneak attacker with great precision, a powerful blow that split the figure into three parts without hindrance.

Drawing a sword is a martial art that has always been difficult to use, and it is usually a standard attack method for the ronin or swordsman class, and occasionally the Juggernaut and the Weapon Master will learn the relevant skills.

If you want to be proficient in using the Drawing Slash, you must first know the length, width, and weight of your own weapon. The speed of the shot, the angle of the swing, these must be known, and the grasp of the enemy's rush speed, direction, and distance must also be confident, and your sword may not be dodged or parried by the enemy.

Of course, since this kind of martial art is so difficult to learn, the power is naturally extremely powerful. According to the genus in the game, this attack can carry +3 damage and +2 armor-piercing attributes. This is also one of the stunts in which the ronin and the swordsman compete for the first chance to fight or kill people.

For someone like Acoste, who has long been proficient in swords, this is also a piece of cake.

The strange thing was that the severed corpse didn't splatter blood, as if Acoste had slashed a piece of air.

"Simulacrum? Got a mage? With his rich experience, Acoste subconsciously thought of this possibility, and he instinctively moved to the side and quickly moved out of his original position.

Two shallow scar marks appeared on the back of the half-elf swordmaster's neck. Acoste was shocked, if it weren't for his agility far beyond that of mortals and his new skill in agile evasion, he might have to fall to the ground if he was replaced by other traditional warriors.

"Tsk, that's a good skill." The sneak attacker did not hide his figure at the first time, but turned around with a big stab. He smiled and praised Acoste.

The opponent's whole body was hidden in a wide hooded suit, and only a pair of scarlet eyes were exposed.

"I'm Royt, the martial arts chief of the Second Family. Bans, it's a pleasure to meet such an interesting prey like yours, and I rarely miss a beat. The Dark Elf Assassin played with the two bright scimitars in his hand, and there was a look of rejectance in his eyes, and he didn't pay attention to Acoste at all.

"Hehe, yes, but I don't think you need to know my name, because I'm not in the habit of telling my name to the mortal." Acoste laughed, and he sneered back, although he was not in the habit of talking to others, he was not the kind of person who was silent.

"Very well, it's been a long time since anyone has spoken to me like this, and I hope you can maintain your stubborn attitude for five minutes." The smile on Royt's face was retracted, and his feet suddenly exerted force, and the whole person turned into a black lightning bolt, like a cheetah, and pounced on the half-elf sword master.

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Behind Acoste, in front of Mavi stood a young Dark Elf woman confronting her......

"I didn't expect to find a goblin on the surface here, it's really exciting news, if you dedicate your soul to the god Ross, then I believe I will definitely be able to take my mother's place as the master mother." The enchanting female dark elf let out a cheerful and lewd cry, and she stroked the sensitive parts of her body differently as if she couldn't bear it, looking lewd \'\'.

"Sure enough, it's a slut." Mavi replied coldly, and casually threw her Wheel of Inquisitor out like a dart, but when she approached the female dark elf, she blocked it with a long nine-section snakehead whip.

The Wheel of Judgment spun half a circle in mid-air and returned to the watcher's thin hand.

"Don't worry, my dear, we have a lot of time to have fun." The female dark elf stretched out her bright red tongue and licked her lips, and with a hard flick of her wrist, the snakehead whip flew towards Mavi as if she was alive. (To be continued.) )