The Dead Rat Gang is indeed finished. ，

Blood Eagle arrived in time with a thousand core players and slaughtered the remnants of the nezumi cavalry. The sewer pipes are full of players, and some nezumi transform into giant rats and try to escape into the dark pipes, but they are trampled to death under the feet of the crowd.

The high magic trap at the mouth of the lair became an ornament. The Twilight Blade Legion's method of breaking the trap is simple, fill it with human lives. When more than a dozen players fall to the ground, the Acid Rain Trap loses its energy and cannot be reset, unless a spellcaster class recharges the trap device.

Of course, the dozen or so players who sacrificed will be compensated by the guild, and besides, this campaign mission is not closed, they can come back from running corpses in the temple quite quickly, and then go out from the center of the city is the temple area, which is only a few minutes' foot.

The Blood Eagle led the group to launch an offensive at the front door, and Busman, who was waiting at the back door, also waved his hand and led another thousand core players into the lair.

There are more than 100 rat people in total, all of whom have professional ranks, in addition to human bandits, half-orc bandits and bandits of other races, and the composition is very complex.

Compared to the 'Fist of Vengeance', the challenge level of the Dead Rat Gang is much higher, because the nezumi and bandits both have professional templates, coupled with good intelligence, if it weren't for the overwhelming advantage of the 'Twilight Blade' legion, and in the case of the nezumi priest's ambush, the outcome of this battle is really difficult to predict.

Half an hour later.

Silence returned to the pipeline.

In front of the Dead Rat Gang's treasure house, Blood Eagle commanded his henchmen to carry boxes and boxes of treasure outside.

"The Dead Rat Gang is at least twice as rich as the Fist of Vengeance......" Yuffie stood with her hands on her hips, her beautiful face full of bright smiles.

"Let's sort it out."

Charles nodded.

Needless to say, the Nezukren's ability to gather wealth was something he expected. The expression is more flat.

After Black Fist and Grover are killed by him alone. The loot from the corpses was still in the backpack. Didn't have time to sort it out. Wait for the successful conclusion of tonight's battle, and then take a final count, and the harvest will definitely far exceed expectations.

He and his team only had a demand for loot from exemplary monsters, such as the drops of humanoid and elite monsters, which were picked up by Twilight Blade players, and now the nezumi lair was full of laughter, with people picking up equipment and materials they didn't need, or yelling at someone to barter for something. Or sell it on the spot.

"Bane's Dark Temple is hidden beneath a mansion in the aristocratic district."

"Assemble the team at the station at eight o'clock."

"There's about two hours left for your guys to rest and eat."

Charles said to the female president.

"Rest assured, no one will be absent from Twilight's Blade." Yuffie laughed, "This is the final plot of the campaign...... A lot of guys have been upgraded in the first two scenes, and I don't think anyone will be absent to give way to the closing plot. “

This is indeed the case.

Yuffie leaves the aftermath to Blood Eagle and Bussman, and follows Charles, Haunting Dreams, and Quicksand on his fingertips out of the Dead Rat Gang lair.

"Bang"

A nezumi corpse was thrown in front of him.

The head hung diagonally, apparently with the neck broken. Compared to other corpses, this rat-man ended up quite well, at least leaving a full corpse.

"I killed him." Udic muttered as he stood in the drain of the sewer pipe.

The dead nezumi was none other than Salk the Giant Slayer.

Melotti stood not far away with her arms folded, and the rune sword was withdrawn from the scabbard on her left waist. A puzzled gaze at the Upper Charles. The sword mage shrugged his shoulders and said that he was helpless.

Udic's form can be described as very poor and poor.

Blood was dripping down his arm into the drain.

With the help of the shimmer of nearby mosses and ferns. Charles could see that the scale armor on the outside of the bear's body was tattered, and the exposed skin was full of wounds of all sizes.

This is undoubtedly left over from the fierce battle with Salk, the Giant Slayer is born with a suppressive advantage over giants like Udic, and the Nezumi Ranger is agile and agile, Uditz himself can achieve such a result, which is actually not bad.

"Heal a serious injury!"

"Treat moderate injuries!"

Holding the Holy Emblem, he threw two healing spells at Udic in a row, and the scars on the bear's body were finally completely scabbed and healed.

Charles took back the emblem and his face was not very good.

There is still a tough battle left tonight, you can go to the sewer pipe, he not only used up the 'Ring of the Four Winds' and 'Dragon's Grip' the number of times that day, but also handed over the three ring magic skills of sharp ear technique, daylight technique, and healing serious injuries one after another, and now he only has 3 magic skills on his three-ring spell slot, which are to disarm magic, eliminate invisibility and scorching brilliance.

The number of two-ring divine spells is also about the same.

Although the one-ring magic is full, it has limited effect on high-level monsters. The priest's one-ring spell list is not as varied as the list of mages and warlocks, including nine series of spells, and experienced and prepared mages can sometimes use one-ring spells to turn the tables, but changing priests is a bit fantastical, after all, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice.

If the battle of the Dead Rat Gang was an unexpectedly tough battle, then the difficulty of the final battle of the Temple Attack was imagined.

The difficulty of the task is definitely going up.

Since there are three exemplars in the Dead Rat Gang, the number of exemplars in the Temple of Bane will not be lower than that. Moreover, now Charles is sure that the leader of the Dark Temple must be a heroic professional.

That's why his face is ugly.

It is estimated that it will be difficult for these people to break through the Dark Temple alone. Uditz and Meloti are strong, but they also have limits, and it would be nice if the Twilight Blade legions could help deal with the Temple Guards and the cultists, and the rest of the heroes should be dealt with by a hero.

"Looks like I'm going to visit the Lady Lord again......"

As he walked out of the sewer pipe, Charles thought to himself as he looked at the ** Shi Tower in the night.

Yuffie went back to the station with quicksand and haunting dreams on his fingertips.

Udic and Meloti followed the priest to the white wall of the Mage's Tower.

In the night, a large owl with golden feathers stood tall on the wall, its red eyes and a kind smile of humanity.

"Holy Presence. Milman, that girl already knows what you're here for. ”

Mebius flapped his wings and whispered, "Don't worry. Now that the temple of Bane has been discovered. Then it must be eradicated! Even if there is a god with great divine power standing behind the temple, it is the Raul family and the master of the Mage Tower who rule the land! ”

Charles was slightly stunned and could only lean over to thank him, and turned away without saying anything.

The owl watched the three of them walk away, and then flew into the mage tower and appeared in a quiet bedroom through the teleportation array.

The female mage was half-lying in the veil, her brown-red hair scattered and a pillow behind her. On his lap was a heavy brick book, with a calm expression, reading the elven text on the yellowed page, frowning slightly from time to time and stopping to think.

“…… Alva has already set off, right? Mebius asked, landing on his desk.

"Well, I've already texted."

"In addition to him, I also allow Alva to mobilize two hundred purple dragon guards from the Lord's Mansion, that evil temple is too close to the heart of Arabe and must be removed." The female mage looked down at the book as she spoke, never looking up.

"Tsk, those filthy cultists are going to be out of luck. Alva is a well-known purple knight and heroic professional in Arabe and even in the whole territory of Cormier. But it also makes people ignore that he was actually a paladin before he advanced......"

Mebius said, suddenly stopped his mouth and stared slightly, and said in a low voice: "Milman...... You say, destroying one of his temples, will that Bane be angry and drop his doppelganger? ”

"Doppelganger?" The female mage paused, and her tone suddenly turned cold, "Here Arabe, the mage tower that has been inherited for thousands of years will defend this territory to the death, and no god is qualified to influence the people of Arabe here except for me, Milman." ”

"That means you want to activate the mage tower to kill the doppelganger of the gods?" Mebius said, then shook his head, "I'm just talking." Everyone knows that the dark age is coming, and that guy Bane has only been resurrected for a few years, and it is estimated that he has not yet broken free from the shadow of death last time, so how dare he easily incarnate into the nether realm. ”

"Besides, now Ban is being targeted to death by a group of good gods, if the doppelganger is lowered, without our action, the three legends of the Holy Spirits, Tom, Tyr and Yilmat, will also gather to slaughter the gods, tsk, at that time, the continent will be a sensation again."

Mebius seemed to wish the Dark King had become the Nether, after all, he lived as old as an old dragon, and needed something interesting to spice up his boring life.

Charles didn't know what characters the female lord had sent to help him, in short, a hero-level professional couldn't escape.

Returning to the station from the Mage Tower, the guild is deserted, and Yuffie and the others are offline, Charles has made an appointment with Uditz and Meloti, and also clicked the option to exit the game.

Bite.

The body sitting in the simulator chair regained its senses. Charles stood up and stretched.

"You're finally out."

The door of the toilet opened, Zhang Ze came out with an unhappy face covering his stomach, and scolded in his mouth: "Damn, there is definitely something wrong with the takeaway at noon...... I said how to give a preserved egg for no reason, Nima turned out to be expired food. ”

"Then why am I okay?" Charles was speechless, "I think it's your own gastrointestinal problem. Look, it's always been a push to push when you've been asked to exercise more lately. It seems to have stopped for half a month, right? ”

Seeing that the dead friend opened the wardrobe and looked like he was about to change clothes, Zhang Ze hurriedly waved his hand and said with a green face: "Now is not the time to run and exercise." ”

"I asked An Yingmei to go out to dinner."

As soon as Zhang Ze's voice fell, the mobile phone on the desktop vibrated and a pleasant ringtone sounded. Zhang Ze trotted over to answer the phone, and greeted with a smiling face: "Yingying, are you ready?" ”

"Oh, oh, you said you told Charles to come out with you?"

Syllable.

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Ze kicked the phone into his trouser pocket, and said with a sneering smile: "Our Jade Sword's President of the Security Assembly has a treat, can Grand Master Xia sell a thin noodle and go out for dinner?" ”

"The female ticket has a mission over there, right?"

Charles laughed.

He didn't know what was going on when he saw his dead friend like this, and he didn't refuse, of course it would be better if someone had a treat to solve the problem of food and clothing.

ps: Subject 2 just hanged, busy cramming to prepare for the next exam, there is not much time for code words, there may only be one change in these days, and at the end of the month see if you can break out and make up for it~