After a night of luxury, Acoste took Lavis to the Adventurers' Guild at Baldur's Gate, ready to take on some tasks to eliminate monsters. All tasks related to hunting monsters are very high, and Acoste can increase his strength by killing creatures, as for Lavis, Acoste only knows that if it is a traditional priest of the gods, completing the tasks assigned by the gods will get a career level increase, but how to increase the career level of a priest who obtains power through the source of order, this Acoste is really unclear. In desperation, Acoste had no choice but to take Lavis with him, and it was good for her to go out to practice.

The Adventurer's Guild of Baldur's Gate is located in the middle of the port district, and it is impossible for the ruling leader of Baldur's Gate to concentrate them all in the upper city for a powerful person like the adventurer, who is full of instability and strength. After Acoste entered the adventurer's hall with Lavis, he immediately had several unkind eyes looking at him from all corners, and Acoste's heart sank, knowing that trouble was coming. "Hey, boy, do you know what this place is?" A middle-aged man with a hooked nose was the first to come over, "A milky and dry half-elf is actually here with a little girl who has not yet been weaned." Haha, if you're willing to get under my crotch, I won't bother you. “

Yacoste is a half-elf, and the lifespan of half-elves is generally much longer than that of humans, probably each half-elf can generally live to about 150 years old, so half-elves are more adult than human beings at the age of 15, they have to be 19 years old to be considered adults, and Acoste is only 18 years old this year, although the body is tall and burly because of the reason for being a warrior, but the immature appearance on the face can't be changed, in the same way, 8-year-old Lavis is actually the same as a 4,5-year-old human girl. However, Yacoste thought at first that even if someone was looking for trouble, it was the impulse of a warrior, and the hot-blooded people came first, but he didn't expect that this time it was actually a wanderer to pick up things. "Little thief, if I want you to get out of the way, although it will be a little trouble to kill you in the Adventurer's Guild, but I don't mind if you break your limbs and throw them out." Acoste kept a straight face, completely ignoring the wanderer in front of him, and even contemptuously used the contemptuous name of a thief. He's a level 9 professional who has fought with demons, and this level 5 wanderer doesn't pose the slightest threat to himself. "You're looking for death!" Perhaps because Acoster was too young, the wanderer's pale face turned red after being taunted, and with a roar, he pulled out the dagger at his waist and stabbed Acoste in the throat. In his imagination, the hard-mouthed, unseen half-elven mongrel would scream and retreat or block with his weapon, at which point the poisonous crossbow bolt he hid in his sleeve would shoot through his skin, and then he would be able to torment the toxin-paralyzed Acoste.

But the wanderer had a good idea, and the facts turned out to be very different from his YY. Acoste didn't dodge, didn't even glance at him, and continued to walk slowly in front of him. This act of blatant contempt made the wanderer angry, and he completely lost his mind, picked up a dagger and pounced on Acoste, since you are so arrogant, then I will pierce your neck.

Then, before the dagger could touch the skin on Acoster's neck, the wanderer's left arm holding the dagger hung limply. An ice-blue long sword exuding a magical aura didn't know when it crossed Acoste and the thief directly, and no one could see how Acoste came out of the sword. Instead, it felt like the wanderer had foolishly thrown himself down on the blade of his sword. "Ahh Screams of terror echoed through the hall of adventurers, not because of the screams of pain. Rather, it was because the wanderer found that his stabbed left arm had a layer of white frost attached to it, and he did not feel pain at all, but instead he was completely unconscious. "Magic weapons!" All the adventurers couldn't help but gasp after seeing Yacoste's long sword, for low-level adventurers, magic equipment and legendary equipment are actually the same, because it is not the equipment they can get at all, at this time, seeing the weapon that is shaped and spreads white mist outward, everyone's breathing became heavy, their eyes began to turn green, and they completely ignored the wanderer who was still screaming. "Give me your weapon! What do you have to have this kind of weapon, I haven't even used Uncle Carter. If you dare to refuse, I promise you won't get out of here unharmed. "A warrior with a few men barricaded in front of Acoste, greedily watching Frost Sorrow as he was put back into the scabbard by Acoste." We are the Bloodcry Adventure Party, we are willing to pay for this magic weapon, you can rest assured that the weapon will be handed over to us, but first the ugly words are in front, we are bound to get this weapon! "Another orc warrior with huge fangs but distinctly human features also blocked Acoste, and to Acoste's surprise, the orc, who had always had a bad reputation, actually made a purchase offer, which was much more reasonable than the pure human Carter." What is your blood roar, an adventurous team of only a few people, this long sword is bound for us Baskandin, if you don't want to die in vain, it's best to get out of the way. "Another team of adventurers surrounded me, and gradually everyone rushed up, for fear that if they were one step too late, they would miss this magic weapon." You're all bad guys! Seeing so many ugly faces, Lavis blushed with anger and screamed, but the little girl's voice was quickly drowned out by the cacophony of arguments. Even if someone hears it, they probably won't take it seriously, and who cares about an 8-year-old girl's accusations? Acoste also shook his head, he didn't expect that just a magic weapon would cause such a big reaction from the adventurer. Of course, this is also related to the experience of becoming a demigod warrior in his memory, he has almost reached the top of this world, and he doesn't remember much about those weak groups, and everyone who can contact him at that time has legendary weapons or a body of extraordinary equipment, who will make a fuss about two magic weapons.

Acoste looked over and found that 9 percent of the professionals surrounding him were warriors and thieves, and a small number of holy warriors and monks all stayed in their original positions, either of high morals or strict discipline, and that they would not do anything to rob even if they were tempted by the sorrow of Frost. As for the spellcaster, there is almost no one in this adventurer hall, almost all the mages are engaged in research in the mage tower, the priests are serving their gods in the temple, and the druids are fighting for the preservation of nature all over the world, only the casters of the warlock, who have no father's pain and no mother's love for natural awakening, may appear in the adventurer's guild, but even if they are there, they will not join this low-level adventurer team. "You'd better hurry up and give me death, or I swear you'll regret it." Yacoste was a little angry, and said with a grim face. He saw that the group was still arguing loudly over the belonging of Frost Grief, as if the weapon had been handed over, and he didn't take himself seriously at all. "Hehe, boy, why are you so arrogant, didn't your bastard parents teach you to be polite to the strong?" Although Yacoste's words were not loud, they were heard word for word by the warriors and wanderers, one of whom spoke sullenly at Acoste, and the others burst into laughter. "Huh!" A cold light flashed. A human arm flew into the air. The gloomy man didn't react at all, he looked at his empty right hand in a daze, the wound was neat and smooth, and no blood sprayed out at all, because a thin layer of ice formed at the edge of the wound, freezing all the blood. "Looking for death, he still dares to do it!" Acoste's anger undoubtedly angered the others, and they pulled out their various weapons with hideous faces, and pounced on Acoste with a scream, as if they were going to split Acoste's body in the next second. "Brush." With another crisp sound, the Frost Wailing side in Acoste's hand slashed into a flat sweep, and the reaction speed and first attack under the 22-point agility bonus allowed Acoste to complete the action before a circle of weapons fell. The force of 21 easily knocked a circle of people out of the air, hitting a group of people behind them. Of course, this was the result of the mercy of Acoste's men, and if he had used the blade of the sword instead of the blade in front of him, then the group would have been cut off not by the air but by the waist.

Even so, those warriors who were repelled couldn't get up on the ground, and 21 points of strength was already the level of an adult ogre. The ogres were more than 3 meters tall, about 500 pounds, and the muscles of their arms were thicker than the thickness of two adult thighs. If nothing else is said about this strange power, it is enough to open the Peerless Mode on this group of low-level adventurers. "Die!" Just as Acoste had put down the first group of adventurers, a sudden sharp wind accompanied by a low roar rang out in the back of Acoste's head. Acoste wanted to dodge the edge, but considering the Lavis he was holding with his left hand, he quickly raised his right hand and raised the frost mourning cross. "Phew!" With a loud bang, the half-orc who spoke first didn't know when he went around his back, raised his straight-edged knife and slashed himself, and with the good strength of the half-orc plus the skill bonus, this blow actually knocked Yacoste back a few steps. "Straight-edged knives! Interesting! "Seeing the weapons of the half-orcs, Acoste knows the other party's profession, the other party is the unique blade warrior of the orc and half-orc clan, this kind of profession is similar to the human swordmaster, they all belong to the profession with strong explosive power, the mastery of the ultimate weapon, flexible and agile, but the survivability is extremely fragile, but they are all one-handed weapons, although they do not have the skill of the sword master dual-wielding weapon, but they can get the exclusive weapon mastery +2 reward.

Acoste hooked his finger at the orc, but his left hand was still holding Lavis. This move angered the orcs even more. Orcs and orcs are a race that values battle more than life, and an epic and fair duel is their lifelong pursuit, even if they die a glorious death in battle, they will have no regrets. The last thing they can stand is to be slighted in battle, as Yacoste is doing now.

"You will pay with your life for your stupidity, remember, the one who killed you was Kugrus. Battle Song! The orc roared, and the muscles of the two arms holding the straight-edged knife suddenly swelled. Warsong let out a suppressed roar, and his originally green eyes turned bright red. Acoste knew that the orc had magnified his move, and he held his breath with his sword in his hand, his eyes staring straight at Kugrus. Battle Song. In the eyes of others, they were surprised to find that Acoste's eyes had become less than the category of normal people, and the dark blue magical light occupied the white part of the eyes, and with the black pupils, they formed a moving eye that seemed to be able to absorb the human soul.

Weakness insight, the concentrated Acoste suddenly realized, and the weakness insight that was originally displayed in the skill bar but never knew how to use it was now used without sluggishness. In his eyes, the originally colored world became black and white, and several red dots appeared on the arms, necks, hearts and thighs of the orcs.

"Roar!" A roar rose from the ground, and Kugrus. War Song seemed to be unable to suppress his intense pain and bloodthirsty battle intent anymore, and although the huge sound did not shake others out exaggeratedly, it also made everyone cover their ears and squat on the ground. At this moment, he reached the peak of his current combat power. The battle song moved. He slammed his right foot on the ground and charged, and the hard bluestone slab under the adventurer's hall was shattered and cracked by the orcs. The speed of the half-orc charge was also extremely fast, and even afterimages appeared behind them. All the people who were watching the battle only felt a straight green line appear in front of their retina, rushing towards Acoste like a torrent. And Acoste is like a duckweed in the storm, about to be torn apart by this violent hurricane!

The wind rises, the wind stops. The figures of the two intersected in an instant, and the figure of Acoste stood as immovable as a resolute reef, and the half-orc Kugrus. The wind-like figure of the war song also stopped.

"Why" Kugruss. War Song's blood-red eyes widened, and the focus gradually dissipated in his eyes, and he looked at his chest as he was dying, and the people watching the battle found a wound as thin as a pinprick and frost in the sight of the orc.

And Acoste was not without the slightest damage, a few strands of silver-white hair fell to the ground like a wind blowing.

All the provocateurs lost their voices at this moment, and they all saw the thrilling battle for a moment, and if they were either side of the battle, there was absolutely no chance of survival. And at this moment, the half-orc was ruthlessly slashed by the slender half-elf, without much effort.

Of course, these are all things that outsiders think, Acoste himself is covered with cold sweat on his back and palms, the previous encounter is the moment he has come closest to death so far, even the blow with the berserker demon is not as dangerous as it was just now. Coulus. War Song's blade was only a few centimeters away from his head, and if he hadn't attacked the opponent's heart first, the orc would have split his head in half.

Strength, luck, with the help of the two, Acoste was able to defeat the orcs without danger, if you turn the scene back and review it again, then it may be Acoste himself who fell to the ground at this time!

The two chapters were sent together, and today the Christmas loss is going to be a holiday~ That's all, I wish readers a happy Christmas