"There are ten points marked on the map, tell me where you want to go. Depending on the actual situation, I can assign specific people. Of course, you don't have to worry, because we are strong and good at stealth. Given the right circumstances, there is still a good chance of survival after the war. ”

Seber pointed to the ten red-marked locations on the map, which were basically the outermost crowded places of the Mage Tower, and were firmly divided by a green line in the middle.

"You must not cross here, because there are magic crystals at the top of the mage tower, and when they find that it is not a human identity that has crossed the line, they will automatically attack, and with your strength, I am afraid that they will be seriously injured."

After pointing out the more important points, Seber looked back and forth at the group of semi-invisible men in front of him, and he knew that he might lose a few of his men this time, but for the glory of the war elves, they must win.

The eleven war elves of the assassins, each staring at the map with thoughtful eyes, suddenly Christ's eyes lit up, because he found that there was also a red mark in the border slum, which meant that it also needed to be destroyed, and thinking of his brother, he knew that he had to choose there.

"Captain, I choose here." Crester stretched out his left hand, which seemed to warp air, and pressed the red dot in the upper right corner.

Seber frowned, he found that Cryster today was a little abnormal, and he didn't have the same bearing as before, but since he had designated this place, he wouldn't say anything as the captain, and after nodding lightly, he erased it there and turned into a purple spot.

The others continued. He continued to command the others.

Soon, the rest of the people decided on where they were going to do it.

"Okay, you've made your choice. Then they will lurk to their designated targets, and when the time is up, I will inform you through the leaf crest on the green robe, so you can rest assured about this. Captain Seb retracted the map and, with a wave of his hand, told the entire team of eleven to immediately retreat and disperse to where they needed to.

"Okay." After nodding excitedly with his eyes, Christ and the surrounding elves motioned to quickly leave the place.

…………

The cold moonlight shone on the slums, and for some reason, the night was strangely deserted, and there was a faint panic in the air.

"Wow!"

Dressed in green, Christ flew to the spot he had arrived. He went around and went into a corner of the filthy ghetto, then crossed several corners and stopped only when he was hundreds of meters away from Grant's room. Christ's eyes reflected a palpitating fierce gaze, his slender and snowy fingertips caressed the elven sword, and the surface of his entire body exuded a unique aura of energy, but it quickly calmed down, and his heart forcibly suppressed his anger.

He knew that in the current situation, he had to be patient.

"Now that my brother is dead, I can't be as impulsive as last time. Once a strong murderous aura is exposed, I am afraid that it will attract the attention of the people inside, and if it is really at that time, I am afraid that this mission will be a small failure. I'm no match for a mage, and I can only hope that the priest will help me avenge me, and all I can do is do my best to complete the task. Christ thought to himself, and he sat there taking a deep breath.

About half an hour passed, and Christ, who had closed his eyes tightly, had already lost the effect of the Conan Dream Leaf, and since the effect of this leaf could only be activated once a day, he could no longer use it. However, he remained calm, quietly waiting for the captain to deliver the message to him.

"Buzz~~Buzz~~"

Suddenly, there was a wave of mana fluctuations in the air, and Christ, who was hiding in the shadow corner, felt that his robe, the leaf coat of arms on the left chest emitted a wave of fluctuations through his body and straight into his mind, after receiving such special energy fluctuations, he knew very well what this meant, he could destroy this place.

"Haha, it's finally time to act. I've been impatient for a long time, and now I'm going to let the whole of Wanghuo City fall out of the hands of our war elves. Christ smiled evilly, and pulled out the silver glittering elven sword, the moonlight shining on the blade emitted a cold luster, and a trace of danger gradually spread.

"Brush!"

With a flick of the sword, the air suddenly roared with a buzzing sound.

"Let's go, prepare for the attack now." After Crest's heart decided, he walked out of the corner with his sword, and after approaching the room where Grant was dozens of meters, the surrounding air suddenly burst into a special fluctuation, which seemed to have an inexplicable meaning.

A special mist affects the surroundings, but the range of influence is very small, it only affects Christ's vision, after sensing some abnormal fluctuations around him, Christ frowned, he can feel some sudden elemental fluctuations around him. He stared at the house differently, and when he saw that no one had come out, he understood or it was some kind of perception.

But even if he is discovered, he still has to carry out the task now, he doesn't care, he can't take revenge anyway.

"I don't want to live anymore, when Wanghuo City falls, I think you won't be able to escape from the murderer, so I'll kill all your kind now." Crester roared fiercely, his silver-white hair faintly revealing a hint of coldness. The war elves themselves are not pure-blood elves, they are a group of inferior elves born from the highland barbarians and wood elves, and they do not have the terrifying talents of the elves, but they have the emotions of fighting and killing.

Once the emotions are aroused, this feeling is unusually strong.

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Hanmo Castle.

In the golden hall, the little nobles or wealthy merchants in their rich dresses and beautiful robes, all of them crowded together, looked in unison at the baron, who was speaking, and the emir and the scavenger standing beside him.

Grant sat in a corner, he sat in a chair, took out some food from the round table and put it in his mouth, anyway, there was no too much trouble for the time being, he could replenish his strength.

Just as he called a ball of milky cheese into his mouth, he felt an inexplicable annoyance in his heart, as if he had been struck by a huge bell, and the sound continued to strike three times in his mind before gradually and slowly stopping.

"Oh no, there are enemies in the slums, and Lillian showed me what kind of enemies they were." Grant's face was difficult to communicate with the basement, the mark left behind. And within Lilian's control, the person's appearance is clearly recorded, and as Lilian explains in detail, Grant's face seems to be dark, and at the same time he understands who it is.

"They still attacked, I stayed at this time and didn't attack, but when I was about to leave, they attacked." Grant sighed, thinking he would be able to survive three days safely. Even he decided to leave the day after tomorrow, but now he doesn't have a chance.

"Now we have to go back and get back the ghost gem and some of the materials, and there may be some dangers in Grandpa Fibergrid." Grant stood up suddenly.