"I'm waiting for you!"

Lv15 The Wanderer launched a skill sneak attack in an instant, but Charles already knew his location and was waiting intently, and at the same time as the Wanderer player jumped out, Charles also erected his shield, and the arm holding the sword suddenly thickened, and his blood was full of blood!

"It's going to be bad!"

His pupils reflected Bai Sensen's sword light, and the arrows he shot hit the shield and only splashed a few sparks, and the wanderer's heart tightened, and he shuddered when he remembered the tragic death of his companion just now.

forcibly suspended the skill, but the wanderer found that he could not borrow his strength in mid-air, and the sword swung straight at him, and the sword was so strong that he couldn't dodge it at all.

"The character is dead."

"Slayer [Charr] (Ogmar's priest)."

There was a sharp pain in his body, and when the wanderer came back to his senses in a cold sweat, he found himself resurrected at the underground spring altar of the Shadow Thieves Guild.

"Spike?" Yeyue was stunned for a while, then stared at the string of ID names buried deep in her mind, and kept spitting out cold air from her mouth: "Charles? Cormier: That priest is coming to Waterdeep? ”

It is impossible for the world of "Dawn" to repeat the same ID name, and with the belief in Ogma, the chance of recognizing the wrong person is close to none. Night Moon still deeply remembers the tragic PK battle that will take place around the Bone War in the Tivanton area of Cormier, in the Night Shine Dungeon.

At that time, the team led by the fallen holy warrior Tyro could be described as the strongest elite team in Waterdeep, but it was such a team that had obtained the qualification to travel far away, and encountered Waterloo in Nightglow Dungeon, and was overturned by two clerics teamed up, and all six members of the team died back to Waterdeep. Causes the long-distance mission to fail.

After that fiasco. The squad broke up. Night Moon continued to contact the Shadow Thief Guild, and in the past month or so, she has not only passed the assessment and become a full member, but also obtained a glorious advanced profession - Am's Shadow Thief!

"He's killed him again!" Night Moon stepped down from the spring altar and clenched her fists.

There was a strong sense of revenge in his eyes.

Now that person has come to Waterdeep City, in his home field, then the old and new hatreds will be counted together!

This is no longer the case. Even if he was killed in seconds again, Night Moon still had a strong self-confidence to sneak up and kill the priest. He's now the Shadow Thief of Am, and if he is given a clever opportunity to hide, he can kill the High Exemplar Priest. Not to mention a player priest.

"Tylor has been busy hitting the top three of the double list recently, if he hears the news, he should be able to put down what he is doing......" Night Moon's expression was cold and terrifying.

A sword stabbed the lv15 wanderer, Charles's mood did not fluctuate in the slightest, as if he had dealt with a mouse casually, he didn't have time to check the battle information now, and naturally he didn't know that he had killed his old opponent again.

As he fought the lv15 Wanderer, the NPC Shadow Thief had slipped away, and Charles put away his sword and shield and watched as he swept away.

"Boom"

The NPC Shadow Thief hasn't gone far. A loud thunderous bang reverberated through the area, and the Grey Palm Enforcer appeared. The houses on both sides were trampled by huge shadows and turned into ruins.

"Frost Giant......

"You are Hashunego the Ruthless!"

The powerful oppressive force overwhelmingly poured into the dark alley, and the NPC shadow thief was forced out of the shadow by the air wave, and he turned his head to look back at the tall shadow on the left alley wall, and the soul of the dead was rising.

This was his last action before he died, the huge palm in the darkness smashed most of the alley, the wall collapsed, the ground shattered, and the corpse of the NPC shadow thief was directly flattened by the hard stone, and he couldn't die anymore.

Charles put away his sword and shield and stood, the frost giant casting a cold look at him.

A sense of being detected grows in the back of my mind. Charles knew that the Frost Giant was using spells or items to detect him.

"Ogmar's priest...... Holy Arrivals? ”

"Absolutely neutral?"

The Frost Giant said in a deep voice, removing the 'Giant Magic' state on his body and returning to his normal size.

Bang. A five-meter-tall adult male frost giant with long pale blue hair and an oversized chain armor topple a half-collapsed stone wall and stood in front of Charles with heavy steps, looking down at the human priest beneath his feet.

Charles was very calm, if he was outside of Deep Water City and encountered such a frost giant, his first reaction would definitely be to draw his sword and shield and move to distance himself.

The reason is very simple, the Frost Giant's natural camp is [Chaos Evil], no matter what creature he sees, he is dry, but it is obvious that the Frost Giant, who is called the Grey Palm Enforcer by the NPC Shadow Thief, is definitely not the [Chaos Evil] camp.

"You're an outsider?" The Grey-Handed Enforcer looked down at the Charr condescendingly.

"Yes. I'm from Silvermoon City, and I've just arrived tonight. Charles said, taking out the high-level shielder mark from his backpack and shaking it in the air, silver flashing in his hand.

Seeing Silvermoon City's enchantment mark, the Frost Giant Grey Palm Enforcer finally restrained the last trace of vigilance in his eyes.

Any barrier mark in Silvermoon City is exclusive, and it will be shattered immediately once it leaves the hands of its original owner, even if it is placed in the space treasure, the result will be the same. What's more, the Lord of Silver Moon City and the mage lady of Deep Water City are sisters, and the relationship between the two metropolises goes without saying.

"Priest, get out of here, the rats launched a long-planned assassination at dusk today, and the assassin was Adrian, the great thinker of Waterdeep......," the Grey Palm enforcer reminded.

"Assassination ......" Charles was very calm when he first heard it, but when he heard the name 'Adrian', his heartbeat suddenly slowed down by a few beats, and he asked a little suffocated: "Great thinker Adrian?" Why did the Shadow Thieves Guild assassinate him? He's dead? ”

This series of rhetorical questions shows his ignited emotions.

The Frost Giant could see Charles' nervousness, looked at him strangely, and said, "You're an outsider...... No wonder...... In recent years, Adrian, a great thinker, has often spoken in public at the fairgrounds of Waterdeep, promoting his ideas of freedom and equality, calling on those slaves to stand up and fight for their personal freedom. ”

You must know that Waterdeep City was originally a port and trading city with developed commerce, and there were naturally many big businessmen and big landlords, and they hated Adrian, the source of this idea, and the Gray Palm Enforcer solved a small group of assassins, and there was no task on him, so he simply explained to Charles in detail the cause, process and result of this assassination.

"Adrian isn't dead, just seriously injured?" Hearing this, Charles breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a hint of fear in his eyes.

Nima.

Thousands of miles to Waterdeep City, if the advanced mentor designated by Ogma was killed by that group of shadow thieves like this, would he cry to Ogma, the god's father, and ask him to appoint another advanced mentor? It's a beautiful thought. Every opportunity to advance is priceless, and even if Ogma favors him and grants him a second chance, it will be extended for at least a month, seriously slowing down his progress in the game.

"Yes. I'm afraid that only a legendary assassin can really kill that one. Such assassinations of His Excellency Adrian were accustomed to it, and he was able to heal himself after each serious injury. ”

Speaking of Adrian, the Grey-Handed Enforcer said with respect and admiration, "This kind of person who has dedicated all the clergy to his own mind can be regarded as free from the shackles of dogma and out of his own way. (To be continued.) )