Chapter 51: A Failed Sneak Attack

But just when everyone thought that the monitor lizard had jumped out of the otherworldly space-time gate, the warlock suddenly snorted, and the whole person fell straight down like a giant tree that had been cut down.

The last few magical syllables were also interrupted, and the otherworldly space-time gate twisted a few times, shrinking sharply to a point, and finally disappeared as if it had never existed.

The monitor lizard raised its head and let out a long hiss, reluctantly retracting into another dimension.

"Boss, you've finally appeared." Behind the fallen warlock, it was the magic swordsman Renaud who stood majestically.

The azure magic robe was simple but elegant, and the golden sword that danced with flames from time to time rested against the neck of a hunter in ornate leather armor. The longbow that flashed purple light was caught under the armpit of the captured hunter, and the sea tiger could tell at a glance that the feathered arrow inserted in his quiver was exactly the same as the one that attacked Jammu.

It turned out that he ignored the rules of the game and led the two sides into a fight.

Renault's appearance caused both sides in the fierce battle to stop at the same time, and the four Sea Tigers were able to breathe, while the eight enemy people looked at the captured hunter in shock, unable to believe how a level 25 bow hunter could be captured by a mere level 9 magician. As for why this magician used a longsword instead of his usual staff, it wasn't something they were going to think about right now.

One of the enemy's warriors, armed with a sword and shield, made a vicious appearance and threatened: "Let the captain go, or we will make your life worse than death." ”

"Oh, it turns out that he is the captain of the Night Cat Guild, yes, the ability of the Assassin is much better than your fighting." Renault teased, the Bright Flame Sword did not move at all, still against the captain's carotid artery.

To use words to intimidate the battle-hardened Demon Swordsman is simply a fool's dream.

The tall warrior of the vice-captain scolded the idiot who exposed his important people on his own: "Shut up! He inserted his heavy two-handed giant sword vertically into the soft soil, and his face was very ugly: "Friend, a misunderstanding, we have no malicious intentions, please let our captain go." ”

Renaud: "Are you a three-year-old child?" ”

As he spoke, the sharp flame blade trembled slightly, and a red thread formed on the white neck of the bow hunter.

The captain was also a character, and he didn't snort, and there was no fear on his face, as if he was not being captured and blackmailed.

The vice-captain put on a kind mask: "Where, where, we were just joking with you just now, and everyone has no deep hatred, and we will never make too many moves." As long as the captain is released, I swear in the name of the Night Cat Guild that the misunderstanding between us will be erased, and I will never trouble you again. And if there is anything in the future, we will try our best to help you, this is our sincerity. ”

Renault said disdainfully: "A guild member who blatantly violated the oath of the game's PK, it is better to believe you and me than to believe the liar." ”

The soldier who was stopped by the deputy captain scolded earlier: "With you people, you also want to bargain with us, and tell you that your face has been remembered by us, and if you don't know each other, you will have good fruits to eat in the future." ”

Reynolds laughed and said, "This is what you are talking about, and if you can't be deceived, you will use despicable threats." Relying on the strength of the people, you want to do whatever you want? ”

The man snorted and said to the tall warrior: "Vice Captain, don't talk to them, what is there to be afraid of a level 9 magician, even if you cut a few times on the captain's body, what can you do." He winked at the priest standing still in the distance, signaling that he could cast healing spells on the held bow hunter at any time, and the priest nodded his head in understanding.

The vice-captain knew that he had hit a thorn, and he couldn't help but be angry. From the very beginning, he looked down on the Renault group, which was inferior to him in number and rank, and wanted to use force to bring the opponent to its knees, and obediently hand over the berserk fly hunting trophies he had obtained, and he did not want to divide the victory through a fair one-on-one duel.

The consistent style of the Night Cat Guild is mercenary and unscrupulous. In their minds, only a fool will give fairness to the weak.

If you win, you can put forward a request to receive the spoils of war in a dignified manner, and believe that the other party will not dare not bow your head in the case of your own absolute superiority. In case the hound lost, he didn't think about letting these people go, it was a big deal to use force to submit them, snatch all valuable props and equipment, and then kill people. Therefore, when they sneaked up on the arrow feather and plotted against the shield warriors, the remaining seven people tacitly took out the weapons that had been prepared long ago.

It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven, and when they met Renault, an alternative who does not play cards in a regular way, he actually found the bow captain in charge of sniping from a hidden place beyond his sight.

But there was one thing he hadn't thought about: why a level 25 captain succumbed to a level 9 magician.

Seeing that the other party was not a person who was easy to fool, the giant sword warrior who was kind just now suddenly became hideous, and he completely tore off the mask of hypocrisy, and threatened nakedly: "Give face shame, I really think we are easy bullies in the Night Cat Guild, tell you." If we don't release him immediately, even if you escape to Ebudera, we will mobilize the entire guild force to wipe out all of you. ”

Renault said, "This is quite in line with your style just now. I can think about it, when we get back to Ebudra, you can slowly mobilize the guild to come to us, or should I give you a hint of our address. ”

The two-handed greatsword was pulled out of the soil, the knuckles that held it turned a little white from the exertion, and the ring on the ring finger rubbed against the hilt of the all-metal sword because of the constant trembling of the fingers, making an uncomfortable metal grinding sound for the ears.

The vice-captain was furious, he had never been so angry, being despised by a level 9 low-level player, as if he had been slapped in front of the public. The killing intent in his heart gathered to the point of exploding.

"You're dead, low-level magician!" I said this in my heart, but what the vice captain said was: "I'll give you one last chance, even if you don't think about your own safety, you have to think about the safety of your companions." ”

The vice-captain kept reminding himself: save the captain first, in case there is a bad pool, the night cat guild leader will not go around me.

He tried his best to convince himself that he had to be sensible and not to be carried away by anger, and that the people in front of him together were not as terrible as the Elder Grown.

Renault suddenly lifted his right foot and stomped on the warlock who was about to get up from the ground, answering the other man's threat in a unique way.

The vice captain's face swelled like a purple pig's liver, and the other party fought back mercilessly many times, which was equivalent to slapping his mouth, how to make him suppress his surging anger. At this time, he couldn't wait to immediately tear the handsome but venomous arrogant boy in front of him to pieces.

But the consequences are not something that his little vice-captain can bear, even if what his cronies say is true, it is difficult for a level 9 magician to kill a hunter who is sixteen levels higher than him in a short period of time, but as long as there is a one in ten thousand chance, he does not dare to take a chance.

He knows the relationship between the leader of the Night Cat Guild and the captain best, and if there is a slight difference, death may be the best outcome.

When fear overpowered the anger, the vice-captain of the strong and middle-class began to calm down, and suddenly the light flashed in his eyes, as if he thought of something, most of the previous fear and nervousness were gone, and the face of the tight board was much more relaxed.

At this time, the priest was not idle, the two sides stopped fighting, and the healing techniques were used to cover the seriously injured magicians one by one. Finally, after six healing spells, the magician was finally able to stand up. Although he had not been able to see the negotiation process with his own eyes, he also knew that the compromise had failed.

So, the magician Qiao Qiao took out a scroll from the mage robe torn by the blast wind, pulled out the golden ribbon tied in the middle, and the scroll with a black back cover quickly spread out on the ground, and the magical energy overflowing from the scroll alone made even a warrior who knew nothing about magic feel its extraordinary fluctuations.

"Don't ...... yet" It was the vice-captain who stopped the magician from triggering the scroll energy, and the magician looked at him in surprise, his eyes full of doubt.

At this moment, a ball of flame rose into the sky, and the position was behind Renault.

A flaming, translucent humanoid figure broke free from the raging flames, and no one would have believed that the translucent flames could have been a person had it not been for the unique stench of burning proteins in the air.

Where he came from, no one knows; Why he went is like a mirror. Obviously, his target is naturally Renault, who has his back door wide open. It was just the moment of the close-quarters sneak attack, and the flames that suddenly rose under his feet burned up the sinister tricks of this day like flames.

The sudden change made every member of the Night Cat Guild look at each other, especially the magician, who kept his eyes wide open, but forgot to urge the magic scroll.

This is a rare opportunity.

The Sea Tiger is no stranger to the abrupt Soaring Flame, which is the only common magic skill Renault has learned, the "Fire Burst".

After witnessing Renault's killing of lord-level elite monsters in a flash and hunting flies, it was not surprising that he saw the sneak attacker in seconds. As for the humanoid flame, the experienced sea tiger immediately realized that it was a killer hidden in the darkness, but unfortunately fell into the hands of Renault, and felt the pain before the death of the berserk fly.

Before he could regain his shock, the steel butcher's ice-cold axe blade was attached to the mage's thin body, and he never had a chance to trigger the mysterious magic scroll again.

The vice-captain only felt that the world was spinning, as if the end of the world was coming, his head was blank, and only one voice echoed in his heart: "Everything is over." ”

"Stop!" The captive, who had been silent, spoke, and as the captain, he still maintained the demeanor and reserve unique to the superior, and now under his short black hair, his fair face revealed the desperate expression of a loser.

His subordinates, who were about to fight back, looked at this handsome young hunter with a bewitching spirit, and he could feel their doubts, indeed, his own multiple defeats had shaken everyone's confidence in victory. However, after all, there are only five people on the other side, and the rank is also crushed, even if you lose a warlock, a magician, two bow hunters, plus a thief who has never appeared, you still have hope of victory. However, as the captain, he knew that the remaining five people alone could not pose much of a threat to the enemy. So he sighed helplessly, as if venting the depression in his chest, and said: "It's all over, there is no need to make senseless sacrifices." Then he said to the sword "magician" who held him hostage, "Yes, Mr. Powerful Magician, I want to be able to get the treatment and rights that my captives deserve." ”

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