The day after the Fist of Vengeance was destroyed. ⊥

Early in the morning, the crowded places of the Old Town markets and taverns quickly filled the conversation about the previous night's battle, as Meloti had expected.

The movement of Twilight Blade's attack on the gang's garrison was very large, and it naturally spread far and wide in the dead of night, especially when the garrison was dispatched later, and thousands of regular troops marched through the neighborhood in formation, and I don't know how many people were awakened.

There were a lot of fish that slipped through the net in the clean-up operation, maybe the gangsters who escaped deliberately released the news, or other forces fished in troubled waters, in short, the messy rumors were ended by the actions of the lord's palace at noon, and the corpse of the leader of the 'fist of revenge' was hung on the gallows in the bazaar!

"Black Fist is dead!"

"That's right, it's him!"

At this time, a large group of people surrounded the gallows, and some of the vendors pointed at the corpse of the black fist, their expressions and words were full of happiness.

"Black Fist Dead ......"

An ordinary-looking, leather-clad adventurer lowered his gloomy face, squeezed through the crowd, and scurried through the buildings of the city, finally flashing like a shadow.

A twisted, dark underground temple.

The adventurer knelt in front of the obsidian altar, a purple-robed priest holding a golden evil emblem with a black aura on it, with the pattern of a giant black fist clenched with a green glow. The purple-robed priest wore a fear mask, only revealing cold eyes, staring at the adventurer under the altar, and said coldly: "The black fist is dead? ”

"Yes." The adventurer didn't dare to look into the priest's eyes, and bowed his head and said, "Anta is also nowhere to be found, I suspect that he was caught by the Lord's Mansion." ”

"The location of this temple may be ......exposed," the adventurer finally judged.

"Rubbish!"

The purple-robed priest snorted coldly, causing the adventurer's heart to contract. This is a high priest of the heroic level. An advanced professional of the Dark Priest. Mastery of the art of darkness. The adventurer is also an old member of the Bane Church in the Arabe region. I have seen countless rebellious people who disobeyed Bane and the church, who were thrown on the altar by the purple-robed priest and abused to death.

"We must not expose and destroy the Church's plans in Susar first." The purple-robed priest said slowly, "Let's go down, one last prayer will be held at midnight today, and then all the personnel will be moved to a temporary gathering point outside the city first, and this temple will be abandoned." ”

Meanwhile.

Arabe's many trade unions, temple churches, and aristocratic families. Received news that the 'Fist of Vengeance' had been wiped out by a group of Holy Prens.

The Temple of Ogma.

"Interesting."

After hearing the report from the Templar in front of him, the High Priest Arnold's eyebrows moved, revealing a hint of surprise.

The information is clear, it is the Holy Coming priest who holds the scepter of radiance of victory, and has triggered this small battle to encircle and suppress the gangs. And, judging from the scepter, Arnold knew that standing behind the priest must be the supreme lord of Arabe, Milman. Raul.

“…… What is the reason why the lord trusts the Holy Presence so much? Entrusted him with the task of maintaining order in the city and stabilizing the rear? Arnold waved away the Templars. A man walked into the hall of the temple and stood in front of the idol of Ogma, frowning and pondering.

Don't underestimate the work of maintaining order. It can be said that Arabe is the capital of northern Cormier, and no matter what region it is, including the dark region, the maintenance work is often handed over to the confidants, if the untrustworthy outsiders collude with other forces, bury hidden dangers, and explode at a certain fatal node, the entire area will fall into a catastrophic panic because of the turmoil in the main city.

Arnold, of course, knew that the big war was coming.

The Church of Ogmar is also watching the orcs of the Northern Storm Horn Mountains. The more he knew, the more perplexed Arnold became.

What does it mean to give the core work to a Holy Coming without saying it, but also to have the Holy Coming holding the supreme scepter?

"Keep watching."

"A wise mage would not trust a Holy Presence for nothing."

"Ogmar has said that the Holy Presence is a people of gods, and that there is no strict division between each of them, and that even the clergy will violate the doctrine for their own benefit...... Why, then, should Your Excellency believe in a Holy Presence? Arnold felt that if he continued to observe, he should be able to draw a more reliable conclusion.

He was intrigued.

……

Arabe Sewers.

At the beginning of its creation, this ancient city in the center of the north asked a dwarven architect to design the city's sewer system. If the player has access to the town hall to view the sewer section, they will be able to get a rough idea of the distribution of the sewers.

The first is the main pipes that cross into a cross shape and crisscross the entire underground area. The main pipeline is at least six or seven meters wide and three or four meters high, and then the other branch pipelines are like a network of capillaries, intersecting from various blocks and buildings in the city to the main pipeline.

The sewer system has taken on the city's sewerage and drainage functions, but for thousands of years, even if these pipe networks were built by a dwarven master builder and were of excellent quality, there have been many problems intermittently, and in recent times the city hall has been preparing for war logistics, and the management of sewers has not been as meticulous as before.

Only a few people know that a few months ago, a criminal gang from neighboring Sambia, the Dead Rat Gang, had taken over a large section of the underground pipe in Xicheng District, with the large arena of Arabe above their heads.

Dead Rat Gang.

At this time, deep in the pipeline, a one-eyed nezumi bandit is receiving the shadow killer Anta who has just finished healing.

The rat is about the size of a halfling, and looks very thin, but Anta will never dare to underestimate this bandit leader, who is not only a ranger close to the hero level, but also hides an official identity of Sambia, lurking in Arabe with some kind of secret mission.

"Believer Bane, the fist of vengeance has been destroyed, and our agreement last night is nullified, what are you still doing here?" Salk, the leader of the nezumi, stared coldly at Anta with one eye.

"A great gift for you."

Anta had already figured out how to persuade the rat man when he was healing, and he didn't sell it at this time, so he said, "I've found out." That Pastor of the Coming had more than I wanted. There are also things that you crave. ”

"So...... The foundation of our cooperation is still there! ”

"What do we crave?" The nezumi leader sneered. "Do you know what we want?" ”

"Arabe's control!"

But Anta's answer caused the nezumi leader's pupils to shrink, and a murderous intent burst out of his eyes, apparently Salk also knew that another layer of his identity was exposed.

"Salk, you want to kill me?" Anta sneered back, "So, Arabe's Scepter of Radiance of Victory, do you want it?" ”

"Scepter of Radiance of Victory...... The legendary artifact? The nezumi leader immediately took a cool breath and asked rhetorically.

"Yes."

"It's not just a legendary treasure, it's a symbol of supreme lordship."

"Think about it. If you could get the scepter and present it to the Speaker of the Senate of Sambia, what a revered position and what an astonishing fortune you would get! ”

Seeing that the nezumi leader's face changed drastically, Anta slowed down his tone, and there was a taste of temptation in his words.

"Are you sure?"

The leader of the nezumi didn't think long before he asked Anta with a solemn face.

It's been half a year since Arabe, and the Dead Rat Gang has not achieved satisfactory results to the Senate except for controlling this section of sewers in Xicheng District. Salk knew this was a rare opportunity to get his hands on the scepter and let out a little more noise. Naturally, Arabe would be in the middle of a mess, and that's when the Dead Rat Gang would expand their infiltration. An opportunity to seize control of the city.

"Sure!"

"Although the Holy Presence wrapped the scepter in black cloth, I am a Shadowborn, and my lovely summons, a few Shadow Fiends, have provided me with information on the scepter." Anta said in a deep voice.

"In addition, there are two exemplars around him, and you and I can fight for a while."

"So the focus should be on sending a group of elite men to besiege the Holy Presence and his companions, and successfully take the medal I need, as well as the scepter you need." Anta further provided intelligence.

"Two exemplars?" The nezumi leader squinted and nodded, he was not afraid of ordinary exemplary professionals, and he also had the confidence to hold on to the hero Salk for a while.

Salk continues to conspire with Antar.

The two quickly hammered out a plan of action.

When night comes, the Dead Rat Gang will pour out of the sewers and take over Guild Street in the middle of the Tier to surround the Twilight House.

In fact, the night before, Antar also cooperated with the Dead Rat Gang to lock down the location of the Charles, but because Udic, Meloti and Charles were together all night to discuss the details of the battle, they could not find a chance to start. This time, the leader of the nezumi is ready to fight with all his might because of the Radiant Scepter of Victory.

……

Twilight House.

In the lab on the top floor, Charles sat next to him, quietly watching a female gnome practice enchantment on the table.

The female dwarf is only a little more than a meter tall, with a high stool on the bottom of her feet, and her chin barely level with the table. The slightly fluffy light green long hair was draped over his shoulders, and the delicate face of the fairy creature when he was engrossed in it had an indescribable charm.

"Smack"

A few minutes later, a cloud of cryolite essence, along with a small green dagger, turned into dust and scattered on the table at the same time with the soft sound of glass shattering.

"Ah......h

"Failed again!"

Her face was wrinkled, and the female gnome rubbed her light green hair in annoyance, and muttered, "It's just a little bit, if you complete the 'essence' process for this green dagger, the weapon enhancement level is +1, this is a dark green, close to blue quality weapon." ”

"Enchantment. Is the Essence Skill Point still low? ”

"Very good."

At this time, a palm was gently placed on the top of the female dwarf's head, and a smiling warmth came from behind her.

The female dwarf first tightened her delicate body, and her face was full of alertness and anger to break free from her palm and jump off the stool, but when she saw the person who came, she turned to shout in surprise:

"Commander, are you back?" (To be continued, please search, the novel is better and updated faster!)

ps: The first update that is belated.

Second, try to get out before 12 o'clock.