The first half of the night was windy, the second half of the night was rainy, and the old town of Beicheng was stormy overnight.

All kinds of "heroes and heroes" enjoyed their own nights in the wind and rain. Compared with the low-grade scattered groups, the teams of more than a dozen or dozens of people in the small guilds, and the hundred-member groups of each guild are fully prepared. A group of 100 people from Batu is camping in the wild, they have set up tents, set up pots and stoves, hot water and hot food, and are even more sentry and mobile sentry in safety.

In fact, from the commander to the ordinary congregation, no one in the 100-member group of Batu worries about their own safety, and the sentry is just to prevent the monster from breaking in. Do you think, who has the courage to provoke the hundred-man group, needless to say if there is no strength and no courage, which team with strength is not particularly concerned, maybe there are spies in the personnel, and the operation has been leaked out long before it starts. Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if the other party organizes a team with no spies at all to gnaw at the hundred-man group, it is still completely useless and has no reason to start a war. That must be at the level of the four major guilds, this is the division of Batu's own country, and there is nothing wrong with the brain to provoke a war here.

Therefore, the sentry itself was sleepy and hid in a corner and snoozed, waiting for the change of guard.

The wind is howling, and the night is hard. The sentry wrapped his clothes tightly, and suddenly felt a dark shadow flash in front of him.

Is that dazzling?

Then, his mouth was covered, and a figure appeared in the back, in front of him, on the left and right, and at the same time close to his body, and three daggers pierced his heart at the same time. The sentry's eyes widened instantly, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

The vital blow, the damage was doubled, and at the same time, it was hit by the vital blow from three people, and this sentry instantly lost blood. The person who followed him snapped his neck and killed him directly.

The sentry turned into a white light and dissipated.

The person who started behind the back bent down to pick up a green suit that exploded from the ground, glanced at it and threw it directly into the corner.

There was lightning in the sky, illuminating the night sky, and also briefly illuminating this corner, allowing the three attackers to briefly reveal their true faces - Gan Luo, Ouyang Mingkong, and Mo.

The sentry died in the activity area, and according to the implicit rules of the activity, he could not use private chat or teleport even within thirty minutes after he was resurrected, which meant that he could not warn him.

"This hundred-member group is where the boss used to be, and the leader of the group is the guy who excludes the boss." Gan Luodi smiled at the two of them and said, "This time we will cut them, the boss is on the other side, we are here, and we will do it after a while." Why don't we compete with them and see which side catches the target first? ”

"Boring!" Mo directly qualitated Ganluo's thoughts, and then groaned, "Just do what you say." Something, is it ready? ”

Ganro laughed silently, pulled his hood down to cover his face, and then took out three badges from his pocket and spread them out in his palms: a "Holy Angel with a Great Sword in Hand" - Elven Alliance, a "Flying Sword Fairy in the Sky" - Dance Wind Pavilion, and a "Crossbeam Gun with a skull face" - SuperWarrior.

"Come, pick the one you like, it's mine in the end." Gan Luo said very generously.

"It's really a childish trick, and this kind of trick will tease stupid people." Mo Leng snorted, and directly took the badge of the Elf Alliance and pinned it to his chest.

"We're not afraid of their suspicions, anyway, they won't know who we are, so it's good to have some fun for them."

Gan Luo grinned and let Ouyang Mingkong choose, Ouyang Mingkong grabbed the badge of the Dance Wind Pavilion, but was taken back by Gan Luo.

"I think this is more suitable for me, fat man, you can be wronged." Ganro threw the SuperWarrior badge back.

Wind and rain, lightning and thunder.

There are a total of twenty-five tents for four people in the Batu 100-person group, which is not a small piece when put together, and the tents in the middle are used by the team commander and the captain of each team. When the lightning flashed, several black shadows flashed on the outer wall of a nearby tent, as fast as a ghost, and even if someone saw it, they would think it was their own dazzle.

In a tent in the middle, Wu Kezheng, the last veteran of Batu, and the three team leaders were drinking wine around the small red clay stove, talking and laughing.

As a result, the curtain jumped and a person came in directly.

"What's the matter, won't you shout?" Wu Ke raised his head in great displeasure, but was stunned.

Entering was a man in black dressed in a robe with a hood covering his face, and a holy angel holding a great sword was clearly pinned to his chest.

"Batu Patriarch Wu Ke." The man in black showed a mouthful of white teeth, "It's admirable that an assassin-type profession can also survive this position." I'm here to collect debts! ”

"Boom!"

The thunder was deafening, and the white light could be seen through the tent. Xiao Wu, a member of the Batu congregation, was lying on his bunk and was made sleepless by the sound and lightning, and the wind outside seemed to be so loud that even the tent swayed, and the ground felt a tremor. What a storm!

The cold air poured into the gap, Xiao Wu tightened the blanket, and a "beep" sound suddenly sounded in his mind. Private chat? It's still Xiao Yang's, isn't this kid standing guard, won't let him go to change the guard, it's so cold outside that he must be frozen into a grandson. Xiao Wu had the intention not to answer, but it was not appropriate not to answer, so he hesitated for a while and finally took it.

"Oh no, someone attacked!" In the opposite image, Xiao Yang roared directly.

Assault, what assault? Xiao Wu blinked, feeling dazed.

"Someone is attacking the camp, hurry up and report it to the regiment commander!" Xiao Yang was anxious and shouted directly.

Raid the camp! Is it a monster breaking in? Xiao Wu was startled, and suddenly saw that the background in Xiao Yang's image was wrong, and he hurriedly asked, "Is it a monster attacking the camp?" You, where are you now? ”

"It's not a monster, it's a human!" The anxious eyes on the other side were red, "I'm fucking hanging, half an hour ago, hurry up and report!" ”

Someone attacked the camp!

Xiao Wuteng stood up suddenly, but he was still a little unbelievable, and wanted to ask again, but the other party directly burst into a foul language and hung up, it seems that he was going to find someone else, why didn't he report it to Wu Ke directly, and convey it? Xiao Wu was puzzled. In fact, if Xiao Yang can contact the head of the regiment, do you still need him to report? Xiao Wu was in a fog, and suddenly felt that the entire tent was tilting, and the sound of "stabbing and lala" cracking continued, and the other three people who were with him were also awakened.

Xiao Wu was stunned and opened the tent door, and a big "light" outside came straight towards him, flying past him, breaking the tent into two pieces and leaving a deep ravine on the ground.

That's not lightning!

Xiao Wu was stupid.

There was a mess ahead, and at least seven or eight tents had been toppled. Several black-robed people formed a circle, surrounding the two people who were fighting. One of those two people was the head of the regiment, Wu Ke, and the other was a black-robed man. The last elder of Batu was suppressed with a weapon in his hand and had no power to fight back, is this a dream?

Xiao Wu opened his mouth wide.

"Stop!" Someone in the black robe who was watching suddenly shouted, and the black robed man who fought instantly withdrew from the battle, looking relaxed.

"This is the third person, you can't even beat any of us like this kind of waste, and you are also worthy of being called the patriarch of the hegemony." The speaker sneered, "Change me this time, for the sake of fairness, I'll 'send you back to the city' within three moves, and if you can't, I'll let you go." Okay, scum! ”

The dignified patriarch, the person who led the group was actually shouted as scum, Wu Ke's eyes were red, and he let out a low roar and rushed straight at that person. At this time, a lot of people who dominated the map had already come out, but the black-robed people had already surrounded Wu Ke, and the three captains were also dying in each other's hands, and the dozens of people who came out didn't dare to move, looking stupidly.

"First move!" The black-robed man punched out, directly penetrating through the blade vortex of Wu Ke's [Chaotic Blade Vortex], and directly hit Wu Ke's chest with minimal cuts. While Wu Ke was repulsed, his arms waved back and forth like two snakes, and the cold light in his hand laid a defensive barrier in front of and behind him.

"Childish!" The black-robed man said contemptuously, and suddenly his entire right arm "burned", his clothes turned into pieces of ash, and his arm was like red-hot iron.

"It seems that there is no need to use the third move!" The black-robed man raised his arm and shot directly.

"Boom!" One blow of thunder.

Wu Ke's eyes widened, looking at each other in disbelief. His throat was shattered, and the quadruple damage crit, along with the blood value that had been consumed by those three people before, at this moment he was already weak, and directly turned into a white light and dissipated. Ordinary people will turn into white light and fly away when they die, and only unstoppable kills will even shatter the white light, and Wu Ke will be defeated!

The black-robed man with the "Flame" arm waved his hand.

"Go, death to those who stop me!"

The black-robed man who kidnapped the three captains slaughtered the remnants of blood cleanly, and followed the black-robed man who killed Wu Ke out, and there was a dead silence around, and no one dared to stop the scene that the Batu congregation had seen with their own eyes, watching the black-robed people leave.

Since then, there has been a legend of a rainy night in Beicheng: the top masters of the three guilds have teamed up to attack a hundred-person group of Batu, with ten to hundred, unstoppable!