Under the tree. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The pretty face under the mask still has no expression, only the pair of eyes that glow with purple light slightly, revealing a different sense of existence.

Skillfully following the steps of the Stalker, Twelve walked around the traps and walked to the hunter's subordinate, a man in the prime of life dozing in a tree with his arms crossed.

"I hope you go to the realm of death and taste the waters of the River Styx."

Pan-believers are better, but the existence of pseudo-believers, after death, will only be taken away by death and go to the underworld.

Compared to the few people in the camp, it's a little better, after all, in the relationship with the succubus. Even if the human beings who die in Huan Shi have devout beliefs, their souls will only be sent to the hands of the Succubus Queen, and their gods will not be able to save him.

"It's a pity that even the priest of the goddess of the forest still doesn't have any effect on me, and the outcome is the same anyway."

The slight sound of breathing sounded again, and the light pattern on the hunter's face made No. 12 able to determine without using the system's detection, but the other party's identity was the same.

Rangers, druids, hunters, farmers, woodcutters, are all devotees of the goddess of the forest.

However, this goddess of the forest has a secret that in the eyes of believers, she is a human woman with beautiful black hair.

But all the gods of the Atilfi god system know that this one also has an image, that is, the image of a blonde elf girl.

In other words, this goddess of the forest is actually a demon.

"Hehe, human beings will always ignore some possibilities inexplicably, just because such possibilities will bring them fear."

The corners of Nineteen's mouth hooked, and she gently spun the enchanted dagger in her hand, purple and black lines spreading across the dagger.

"Distorting beliefs."

The name of the poison attached to the dagger was pronounced in her heart, and with a slight kick on the 12th, the whole person flew up, covered by the effects of stealth and the robe of the Nameless, causing her figure to disappear directly into the air.

Sneer-

In the inconspicuous part of the hunter's arm, there was a small wound.

Speaking of which, this kind of poison made of special materials has a lot to do with succubi.

To be precise, it is related to the former succubus queen Mecansut.

According to the information known to Visser, Mecansut, the queen of succubus, once created a new demon called the Demon Regent, this kind of demon that combines passion with **** is a superb seductress, and they are known for distorting the teachings of the gods.

It's just that, it's a little funny that she didn't achieve her purpose of creating this demon.

Mecanshut created the Demons in the hope of using them to lure the enemy's followers into his banner, but the chaotic nature of the Demons often caused the plan to go off the rails, resulting in a hasty end to the plan.

These extremely conceited demons simply couldn't work well together, and it wasn't long before many of the regents chose to leave Mecanshut to create their own world, and with them, the method of transforming the succubus into a regent.

Since then, countless succubi have been transformed into degenerans, and have been taken over by the clever Cannaleti, causing a large loss of faith and a decline in the power of Mecansut.

And this is also one of the reasons why the current succubus queen Kannaleti successfully used stratagem to seize the other party's divine power and priesthood and kill the succubus queen.

And the toxin called "Twisted Faith" that Visser possesses is a toxin researched by Magnas, who is a gene hunter, after capturing a large number of demons, as long as there is a gene for demons, there can be an endless source of materials.

In fact, if there is a special power from the gods as before, the "distorted faith" created by the evil can even infect the gods who are high above.

"It's a pity that Xiao Jiu hasn't woken up yet, but, with its habits, even if it does, it will only run into the void and hunt a large number of void creatures to eat, right? Alas....... It's made in the structure of a god, but it's not interested in hunting gods. ”

"However, it doesn't matter, I've already caught a god-killing monster anyway, and the effect is similar compared to the gods."

And now, after Visser captured a god-killer and forced a contract, it became a new material donor.

"Distorting the teachings of the gods, and from time to time secretly killing other priests, whether they are priests of other gods or their own priests, I really look forward to your confusion."

Licking his lips rather gorgeously, "Are you ready for our revenge?" ”

"However, then again, let's click the high-level succubus inside first, anyway, even if it is a corpse, you can get a genetic sample, regardless of whether she is alive or not, even if she is dead, it doesn't matter."

Number 12 has no mercy for the succubus, even if the other party seems to be an incomparably beautiful woman.

Ignoring the hunter who had fallen asleep in the trees, she grasped the dagger lightly, and in a flash her figure rushed in the direction of the camp before disappearing into thin air.

With a deep groan, Number 12 did not immediately go to the tent where the high-ranking succubus was, but entered another one, which also looked very inconspicuous, but was faintly in the middle of the camp, so that everyone in the camp could quickly reach it.

Such a tent is often only two possibilities.

One is that the people here can be quickly supported, and they are in the core position of protection, such as non-mercenary group members with noble status but little combat effectiveness, such as those nobles.

The second is the opposite, the people who live here can quickly support any part of the camp and are in the position of the core of support, for example, most of the people who live here are relatively strong....... In other words, the status is more special, such as:

The existence of mages and the like.

Number 12 crept closer to the tent, carefully dodging possible warning spells or small objects, and a small campfire shelf appeared in front of her not far from the outside of the tent.

In fact, in the north, such campfires are the first choice for wilderness or camping.

A tripod made of three or four wooden sticks, the upper end tied together, the lower end stretched outward, and an iron pot hung in the middle, and the branches were burning.

Goo-doo, goo-doo......

In the cauldron hanging in the middle, the sound of liquid tumbling sounded, and then a rich fragrance wafted out of the pot.

This fragrance is broth, and the specific creature is not clear on the 12th, because, in general, the things in it will be very mixed, and it is difficult to know what material it is made of based on the smell alone.

A mercenary beckoned the others to join him, picked up the wooden bowl that had been set aside, lifted the lid, and scooped up the soup in the pot.

"Very nice late-night snack."

Because the broth is not available unlimitedly, if the mercenaries come a little later, they will not have to drink, so at this time, most of the mercenaries' attention will be focused here.

For other places, the vigilance will be relaxed.

"Haha, how's that? Isn't it enjoyable? ”

"Whew! Of course! That's pretty good! ”

With the mellow soup entering the stomach, the warm feeling instantly spread throughout the body, and the mercenaries couldn't help but let out a long breath.

At this time, a mercenary suddenly shouted.

"Eh! Cordel! You give me wait! ”

"Who is waiting for you! Hahaha! ”

When they found that someone had started to grab food and drink, the other mercenaries also began to act, and even poured the soup that had just been scooped out of the iron pot directly into their stomachs.

While the mercenaries were eating, the 12th went to the corner of the tent, carefully avoiding the mercenaries who were patrolling and keeping vigil, and prepared to follow the shadows into the tent.

Silent 12 approached the tent from the edge, and immediately spotted traces in several areas.

[Spell Alert: When cast, the Mage causes a designated area to react to any creature larger than a rat - that is, any creature larger than one-half a cubic foot, or weighs more than three pounds.] The material composition of the spell can be a small bell and an extremely thin silver wire. 】

She clearly remembered that the area affected by this spell could be an entrance, a floor, or a section of stairs. As soon as any creature enters, touches, or otherwise touches the monitored area without saying the spellcaster's assigned password, the spell emits a loud alarm bell that can be clearly heard within a radius of 60 feet.

In between, the radius is reduced by 10 feet for every door, and 20 feet for every solid wall. Spirited or astral projected creatures do not trigger alarms, but flying or hovering creatures, invisible creatures, and incorporeal or gaseous creatures will still trigger alarms.

However, for the 12th, there is no need to go so far as to find other ways.

The blessing of the [Robe of the Nameless] from Visser's main body allows her to directly ignore this detection type spell with only one spell level.

Number 12 had already entered the other party's tent and was moving very carefully.

Even if you listen carefully, the sound of No. 12's footsteps is extremely difficult to detect.

The other party seemed to be asleep, and the light of the fire outside the tent shone on the tent cloth, forming a shadow that did not completely obscure the opponent's body.

Number 12 heard the sound of long breathing.

"It's a good disguise, but it seems to be a little less brainy."

However, when he almost heard such a breathing sound, he reacted instantly, and made such a judgment in his mind.

Any professional who regularly deals with Assassins will develop an instinct over the course of a long period of time, breathing as if they were asleep.

However, for a mage, it is enough to not use meditation instead of sleep, and when there is a group of mercenaries outside noisy, he will fall asleep? Is this a condition that occurs in the wild?

The other party was still carefully holding a long breath, but the 12th listened to the sound of the mercenaries talking outside from time to time.

And even if such a voice sounded, the other party still did not move, undoubtedly, the long breathing sound was the other party's disguise.

"Can't you pretend to be more professional? Do you think spell alerts are still useful? ”

Even if he made a gesture of waving his arms, the mage could not let it be noticed.

The powerful effect of the gods of the Origin Godhead is far superior to that of ordinary gods in terms of special effects.

She didn't have to worry about what would happen after having such a special blessing, as long as she didn't make a noise that she shouldn't have.

Obviously, she could never be so clumsy.

And as the distance between her and the other party got closer and closer, her hand had already touched the dagger at her waist.

The dagger without any light was not that she felt unnecessary, but once it was activated, the aura of the spell on the dagger was too easy for the mage to discover.

And after discovering the aura of a spell other than his own, he couldn't have been unresponsive.

Therefore, if No. 12 doesn't want to cause unnecessary trouble to his successful assassination because of such an aura, it is the best choice to use enchanting power for the time being.

The other party obviously didn't find the silent No. 12 - with the memory of countless assassinations, No. 12 was already familiar with such silent movements.

In the next moment, No. 12's slender palm had already grasped the dagger at his waist, and he could launch the most rapid attack at the first time.

However, when she saw the more familiar back, the appearance of a woman with a giant sword on her shoulder and a barbarian laugh appeared in her mind.

“....... No way? ”

No. 12 was stunned, and then, subconsciously opened the mosaic system that carried the fragments of will.

The other party's name, identity, and origin are all displayed in her eyes, except that the profession is very different from what she remembers, there is no doubt that it is the woman who roared and wielded the big sword in her memory.

Number 12 turned silently, his face under the mask a little glazed.

She quickly and silently emerged from the tent - standing in the shadows mingled with the moonlight and firelight outside the tent, Number 12 could clearly recall the figure in her memory and the delicate mage girl she had just seen.

"It turned out to be her....... Not only can't she kill it, but she also has to protect it, otherwise if she completes her soul recuperation and wakes up, won't she have to trouble me? I didn't expect the essence of her era to be here, and besides, that guy turned out to be a mage? Are you kidding? What kind of experience can make a mage resolutely follow the path of a berserker? A warrior, a mage? Is this really the woman who has no brains......"

The corners of No. 12's mouth twitched, and he fell into an inexplicable sense of loss in doubt about his memory, and then the figure quickly disappeared in place.

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