June 25, 1314. ⊥

This day was no different for the townspeople of Lewandowski.

Early in the morning, the only restaurant in town suddenly came to a middle-aged mage, a messy beard, an old set of second-class mage apprentice robes, and a tattered staff, and everyone thought that he should be the kind of mage apprentice who could only have a few one-ring spells at most and had no future at all.

Entering the restaurant, he asked for a fish.

There was no problem, but he made a strange request: he asked the boss to give him a live salmon, and he wanted to cut the meat and eat it raw.

I also took out the money in public and paid it first.

Anyway, it was the uncle who gave the money, and the boss didn't have any opinions.

So, a salmon with a fixed head and tail and weighing dozens of pounds was brought to the table, and then a group of do-gooders watched the middle-aged master cut meat on the undead salmon and eat it, while the salmon was still struggling in pain.

At this time, there was an elf druid passing by on the periphery of the town, and through the window, he saw this scene from a distance, and the druid, who had always admired nature, was furious on the spot.

In the teachings of the druids, it has always been advocated to be close to nature and kill only the bare minimum of life as necessary for survival. For such desecration of life, the druid, of course, did not allow it.

The two scolded each other on the spot.

The content sounds very boring to others, but the general idea is the following anyway.

"Bastard! Apologize, you apologize to me for this dead fish. ”

The mage glanced at the druid: "It's not a disease to have hair, but it's a disease to have hair on your head." Lao Tzu eats a fish and wants you to come and twitter? ”

Then a few words disagreed, and the two fought.

As soon as you make a move, others will know that something bad is wrong.

One is a neurotic foodie, and the other is a paranoia of the Natural Peace Organization, but I didn't expect both of them to be legendary powerhouses.

It's a matter of falling apart!

As soon as the master raised his hand, a few spells were recited as a seven-ring magic high-level thundering technique, regardless of whether he could kill or not, at least the momentum was strong enough.

"Boom" enough to burst the eardrum.

The druids are not bad, and they directly use natural spells to change the material of the rocks and raise countless boulders on the ground. Blocks damage from lightning.

Seeing that he couldn't kill the druid, the Fa Ye was also furious, and directly summoned a lightning storm, and a series of shining thunderbolts fell from the sky, and the light of lightning dazzled the retinas of all the spectators. Near-endless thunderbolts slashed down on the boulders that had arched like a small rocky mountain. The dull sound of thunder and the explosion of broken rocks resounded across the land.

This earth-shattering battle stunned countless people.

Naturally, it also alarmed the people in a hidden hideout on the edge of the town.

"What's going on out there?" A strong-looking guy asked.

"Just now the people below reported that a legendary mage was forced by a passing legendary druid to apologize to the fish because he ate raw fish, and the two idiots fought."

“……”

Druids' paranoia about nature is also quite famous in the human world. If it weren't for the fact that humans couldn't deal with the entire elven race, the humans who took it as their mission to cut down trees and reclaim new fields would have wiped out the druid race first.

Seeing that the boss was dissatisfied, the person who replied had to say that he had gone out to see the situation.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but if you look at it, you will cause trouble.

For some reason, the guy who went out to see the situation obviously had a good ability to hide, but he was discovered by the druid in an instant.

"Despicable humans! Did you plan to murder me in the morning? "The druids immediately turned the offensive to the newcomers.

"Fart! Master Ben still disdains to do such a thing. Turning his head, a high-level roar shook the hidden guy out with intense sonic damage.

For a while, the two legendary powerhouses actually teamed up to kill the newcomers and run all over the mountain.

The guy who was still in the hiding place felt that something was wrong.

He drew his weapon very alertly, and he did not go out. If two strong people in a row are transferred from the mountain, it will seem that they are too stupid.

He didn't know if the other party was an enemy, but he knew very well that as long as he stayed in this underground labyrinth that only allowed three people to pass through in parallel, it would be difficult for him to be defeated.

In the name of his legendary duelist!

Things turned out more than he could have imagined.

He was horrified to find that the rock formations above his head showed signs of turning to dirt.

"Fossils as mud? How can it be? It's a full 30 meters above the ground!? How many Legendary Mage Legendary Druids do you need to do this effect all at once? He was completely dumbfounded.

In the next moment, the liquefied rock turned into mud and poured into the labyrinth.

The duelist ran fast, and the mud poured faster above his head.

In just a few tens of seconds, the underground labyrinth with a radius of one kilometer was filled with mud.

Of course, the legendary powerhouse is not so easy to die.

The duelist managed to climb out of the quagmire, and when he finally saw a ray of sunlight, a large hand suddenly pulled him out of the mud.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

The already unarmed duelist was shocked to find him surrounded.

A warrior monk held the duelist's neck in one hand, and next to him there was a barbarian with a war hammer and a priest with a flail to smile at the duelist, and the next moment, three legendary powerhouses did it together.

"I'm ^$#%¥#" The duelist was instantly stupid.

I don't know how long it took, but the duelist who was beaten to the point of bruising his nose and swollen face still had half a human life left, panting on the ground. I watched a group of powerful bastards happily carrying the gold coin boxes and treasures in the dungeon.

Not far away, he also spotted another of his companions. The guy's lower body was already fixed in the dirt, and his upper body was charred and blackened, and there was a burst of meat smell.

The duelist knew that a lightning strike of this magnitude would not kill the thing.

What the hell, how did this group of legendary powerhouses know about this secret gold point?

The sun had set, and the duelist and the hapless thief had finally come back to life. They came through the town's sewers to a huge altar made of heavy stone blocks covered with a black mask made of velvet.

In the dressing room next to the altar, they changed into brightly colored robes and trousers. These sumptuous tunics had swollen sleeves and cuffs, bright trim to show off the riches of the Church, and a long mantle with a hood to conceal the colours of the body if necessary.

Everything was ready, and after the three invocations of the holy name, the two of them knelt down before the altar.

A cold phantasm appeared on the altar.

"Great Lord, we have just been robbed. A group of legendary powerhouses suddenly appear and ransack your vault. They are vile brutes, shameless sluts, who dare to offend the great god of thieves. They are guilty ......"

"Enough. I don't want to see your botched performances. If you're so talented at acting, why don't you work part-time as a bard? "There was no emotional out-of-control, just sharp sarcasm.

The two guys didn't dare to say anything.

"I just want to ask, is it a group of legendary powerhouses who emptied my vault without killing any of us?"

The two were stunned, but after thinking about it for a long time, no one was really killed, so they could only nod.

"Well, I have to admit, they're a great bunch of bastards. But after all, the other party did it, according to my rules, didn't he? As long as there is no murder and no torture is used to extract a confession, it is theft, not robbery, let alone robbery. What have I been telling you? 'Theft is an art, robbery is a trampling on art'. Since the other party uses art to deal with me, I can only return the art. ”

The duelist suddenly became a little distracted.

"What? Say! ”

"Well, it should be a message from a barbarian on the other side. He said, 'He's going to spend all his money tonight on drinking and on women's bellies.'" ”

This time, to Meske was dumbfounded. If the other party spends all the stolen money in an instant, then he still steals a yarn? Killing someone just because the other party stole his money is against the doctrine he has set down with his own hands.

An unprecedented grievance welled up in Meske's heart.

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