The sun sinks in the west, the dusk falls, and the night falls.

Maleri cautiously walked in the center of the line, fanning out his soldiers to search the woods in a dragnet pattern.

Torches swayed in the forest breeze at night, providing an unreliable source of light for the soldiers. Their eyes widened for fear of missing their target's tracks, and even more so of accidentally walking into a death trap.

"Damn, a moment of negligence! Not only can those mages kill enemies with spells, but they also use magic circles to create all kinds of traps! "Marieri was irritated by the ten soldiers he had just lost.

"Listen, our enemy is just a little ghost who has just ignited the flame of the law for only ten days, although the mage is powerful, not every mage is very strong! And it's okay for those pampered guys to nest in the mage tower to conduct experiments, or use tricks to trick a few noble ladies. The real battlefield fight, the life-and-death duel, that little ghost has never seen it at all. When he sees the sword in my hand, he pees his pants in fear! Marieri roared.

Ten people were killed at once just now, and the morale of the team was a little low, and he had to use this way to boost morale.

But in his heart, Marieri knew very well that the person who could defeat Lucy and Lorenzo successively was by no means a little ghost who scared his pants at the sight of a sword.

"Damn, that kid used to be as cowardly as a goblin bastard, how did he become so tricky now?"

"Captain!"

Just as Marieri was scolding, his subordinates let out an exclamation and pointed forward.

A dark shadow flashed away in the deep forest.

"Chase!" Marlene shouted, and immediately calmed down, "Wait, don't worry, advance at medium speed, watch your step." ”

Since the other party can set up an ambush in the hotel, maybe he will also make some moves in this wood. It's better to be cautious.

After walking for about three minutes, Marieri suddenly raised his arm and signaled to his men: "Stop! Stand by in place. ”

He is a Black Iron Rank warrior, stronger than Lucy, and at night, his eyesight is much better than that of ordinary soldiers.

Marieri crouched down and pushed a few leaves away, seeing a few lines drawn in an unknown blue liquid on the dirt floor.

"Torch!"

The soldier obeyed the order and brought the torch to the ground.

Marieri saw it more clearly. On the ground in front of him was a magic circle that was cleverly hidden with dead branches and leaves. Those intricate lines and strange runes that make you dizzy at a glance must mean something terrible.

Marlene broke out in a cold sweat. If he hadn't been so cautious, I'm afraid he would have stepped on this magic array a long time ago, and then been blown to pieces.

"What a cunning boy, but no matter how tricky you are, don't try to fool me."

Marcelli had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard a commotion from the ranks. It turned out that the soldiers found that the magic array was much more than the one Marlenery had found.

They were surrounded by multiple magic arrays.

"Calm down! Calm down! Marlenery yelled, "Fucking calm!" Don't touch those magic arrays, go back the way you came! ”

Sou!

The sound of the breaking wind swept through Maleri's ears in the night. Immediately after, there was a scream.

A soldier at the edge of the line fell to the ground clutching his bleeding neck. No one saw what was happening clearly.

Sou!

Another soldier fell.

This time, Marelli finally saw clearly that the murder weapon was a pitch-black sword. It flew by like a shuttle, taking the life of a soldier at a time.

"Hurry back! Retreat! Mariory yelled. He had seen fireballs and lightning, but he had never seen such a sword that seemed to have the intelligence to fly and kill.

But because of the magic array all around, the team couldn't scatter and escape, let alone speed up. If you accidentally step on the magic circle, you will die faster.

As a result, this pile of soldiers huddled together, like a piece of fat and juicy pork belly, was cut off with a knife.

Within five minutes, Maleri was the only one left in the procession into the woods.

He was slightly injured, but he was fine. The pitch-black sword attacked Marelli twice, but he used his sword to cut him away. The strength of the Black Iron Rank warriors is much stronger than that of ordinary soldiers after all.

At this moment, the pitch-black long sword reappeared, turned into a black light, and stabbed towards Marlene.

Maleri's muscles tensed, and he rolled to the side, dodging the black sword's attack. He stood up and found himself stepping on a magic circle.

"Didn't trigger?" He froze.

"Marleni, you are still as rude and stupid as ever." A young man stepped out of the darkness, "The magic circle doesn't necessarily need to be stepped on to trigger. Moreover, there are real and false magic arrays. ”

At the heart of a spell is the spell model. The so-called magic array is a magic model constructed by the mage in the sea of consciousness, and the material that can carry mana is drawn into a physical pattern. Then, the caster only needs to inject enough mana into the magic circle to complete the magic circle.

On the ceiling of the hotel room, Lothar has set up a three-color ray magic array triggered by a password. But in the woods, it's just some tricky graffiti. The trick he played was just to make the enemy dare not act rashly, so he could only gather together to facilitate the harvest with the activated sword.

Iolem's Constructing Summoning lasted 60 seconds, and he had to kill as many enemies as possible in such a short amount of time.

In the past few days in Shanxi Town, Lothar has been preparing for the upcoming pursuers every day. Now it seems that the well-laid traps have achieved very good results.

"Less...... Master? Malery looked at Lothar and, for some reason, felt a void in his heart.

Ten days ago, the brown-haired young man had left the castle under his own ridicule and persecution. He remembered Lothar's pitiful expression, a childish face that had not yet been shed, and black eyes full of uneasiness and cowardice.

But now, the face is still the same face, the person, but it seems that it is no longer a person.

"Young Master? When you kicked me out of the castle, you didn't seem to remember that I was the young master of the Friedon family, and you didn't remember who you were as the captain of the castle guard, or the oath you made to my father. Isn't the gold coin of the Moon Scepter family hot in your hand? Lothar said.

When he saw Marlene, there was a manic rush in his heart. Lothar knew that it was the remnants of the body's previous owner.

The law of the Freiro continent is war, and the strong is king. So the young man who lost his father did not resent the enemy who killed his father on the battlefield. But these servants in the family, and the so-called father's best friends, turned their faces and denied anyone immediately after the accident. ruthless, unrighteous and untrustworthy, this is what he hates the most.

This resentment, which remained in the depths of memory, drove Lothar to stand in front of Marlene.

"Young master, I have no choice but to do this. The Moon Staff family is menacing, and if I don't listen, my family will be in danger. Malery's expression was complicated, with a look of remorse.

As soon as he finished speaking, the guard's eyes shone fiercely, his legs slammed into force, he lowered his body and rushed towards Lothar.

The sharp sword sliced through the air in the night, making a shudder that longed to drink blood.

The distance between the two people was not far, and for the Black Iron Rank warrior, it was only a matter of a second or two.

However, Lothar casts spells faster.

The spiral rays formed by the combination of three colors weave a brilliant line in the darkness.

Marieri's pupils were glowing with the light of magic, but he sneered in his heart: "My armor is from the expert craftsman of the Moon Scepter family, and it is infused with 10% Mithril ingredients, which can completely resist the attack of the Zero Ring spell. Don't try to kill me unless you're a full-fledged mage. That legendary orb is mine! ”

Then, with a pain in his chest, Maleri watched as his body was pierced by spells......

Lothar didn't go to check on Maleri's body, which had been ruined by the three magical energies of ice, fire, and electricity. The energy level of the three-color ray is higher than that of the one-ring spell, and it is not surprising to penetrate the opponent's armor that is not even a magic equipment.

He looked at his hands, and seemed to be able to feel that twenty-two lives had disappeared between his fingers tonight.

The cool spring night breeze swayed through the trees, and the foliage swayed with it, making a clattering sound, as if someone was whispering in the ear. Suddenly, a hazy humanoid silhouette appeared in front of him, and he nodded to Lothar in thanks, and then faded into the wind.

Lothar suddenly felt a sense of relief, and some invisible tearing sensation in her consciousness finally disappeared.

"Fulfill the last wishes of the deceased and gain complete control of the body. Increases body sync rate to 100% and grants 2000 experience. ”

A line of text prompts appears on the retina. Lothar found that she did have 2,000 more XP.

"Okay, the long-cherished wish of the previous owner of the body has been completed, but the crisis in me has not disappeared." Lothar didn't feel relieved. The Moon Scepter family, as well as Lord Anatasius in Lorenzo's mouth, are the real formidable enemies. Lucy, Lorenzo, Maleri and the like are just small characters.

"The safest way now is to throw that legendary orb in the field and run away. But that's just too boring. Isn't it interesting to carry a heavy treasure, be cautious, walk on thin ice, and walk step by step? It's not bad to experience the feeling of 'guilty' for a while. ”

Lothar smiled, excitement flashing in her eyes.

After cleaning the battlefield, he didn't find much value from the soldiers who had died in the woods, and he added up to about two gold coins.

"Most of the rough men who wield swords and swords are indeed poor ghosts. But Lorenzo should have something good on him. ”

Lothar returned to the deserted inn and found Lorenzo's body in the cellar. His estimation was correct, and as soon as he flipped through it, he found two very useful things from the dead mage's body.