Whoever rushed among the adventurers, there were people around him who were constantly rushing out beyond him, a mage who was not fast, but he also frowned, secretly wondering. (].

He had already sent a message to his friends in the Valley of the Evil God, asking them to send adventurers with the gift of the Evil God to come over, so that everything was stable, but the news was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no response.

But now he can't think about it!

In these tribes adventurers are like a storm. When he rushed out, everyone in the sky who controlled the Tower of Twilight of Landnaru saw it clearly, and the communication crystal of the entire Tower of Twilight was also chaotic.

"Blade, do it, if you don't help those two thieves, they'll be finished!"

"If you don't let me and Ifrea, go down!"

"No, if you go down now, Landnaru's combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced."

Everyone is chattering, and the current situation really doesn't dare to delay at all. Before, they didn't dare to let Landnaru attack, because the two thieves were near the Great Map Prophet, and it didn't seem like they were going to give way to the Tower of Twilight.

But with so many adventurers now, isn't it just right for a demigod dragon?

As long as a mouthful of dragon breath continues, none of the adventurers of the tribe below will die!

The adventurers of the tribe below are also vigilant against the demigod dragons in the sky, and when they rush, they also deliberately disperse gradually, fanning towards the two thieves to surround them, strangely, this group of adventurers does not have a unified command, but the movements are amazingly coordinated.

The Death Knight was the first member of the Tower of Twilight to come into contact with Altaïr when he came to the Undercity, and he didn't want to sit idly by, after all, they were obviously here to help the Tower of Twilight, but he was about to do it, when suddenly a message was sent to the Tower of Twilight's communication crystal, which quieted down.

"Blade, don't let Landnaru do it, you ...... like that"

Stunned by the Great Map Prophet again, Altaïr let out a breath, but his attention was drawn to the sound of the distant shouts of slaughter, and when he turned his head to see the tribal adventurers in the distance who were rushing towards him like a tide, the soul fire in his eyes instantly beat violently.

"Altaïr, I'm looking at the Prophet of the Great Map." The ghost shadow also glanced at those tribal adventurers, and they were a little shocked by the state of mind of the two of them.

If it was a powerful mage like Ya Xiu, he would only be surprised when he saw this scene, with his means, the more people who came, the more he would be killed, but two thieves who have been accustomed to sneaking in the dark all year round, how many times have they seen so many adventurers rushing towards him?!

Altaïr glanced at the ghost, then nodded.

The Undead Thief slowly took a few steps back, gradually moving away from the distance of about ten yards from the Great Map Teng Prophet, and turned to face the army of adventurers who were pressed by black pressure not far away, and clenched two mythical daggers in both hands.

Killing Strike / Demon Strike, this pair of mythical daggers is also divided into main and secondary, the off-hand's Demon Strike has an extremely terrifying special effect, every time you attack, there is a certain chance to trigger the special effect, this special effect only lasts for five seconds, during the duration of the special effect, Altaïr will enter an absolutely invincible state, and all his attacks will inevitably hit and cannot be dodged, not only that, but every time there will inevitably be a critical hit! There is an additional bonus to critical damage!

As I said a long time ago, the crit effect and haste effect in Kadolin, these equipment come with effects, as the strength increases, the efficiency of the increase will also decrease, an ordinary adventurer has a crit effect is enough to reach 100% crit, and an epic existence, even if there are tens of thousands of crit effects, it can't even exceed 40%.

100% crit, absolutely a terrifying concept.

As the main hand, the killing strike is even more terrifying, in addition to having an evolutionary ability similar to Barak, the soul of the epic or above creatures killed by the killing blow will be stored in the killing strike, and only by relying on the soul of the epic creature or above, can a special effect be turned on, and the special effect of the killing strike is also determined by the strength of the soul of the use of the creature.

The Red Dragon Soul skill attached to Ashur's Dragon Summoning can increase its strength by eight times without any consumption, and the level of Killing Strike is not known to be much higher than Dragon Summon, and it also requires specific conditions to be opened.

Ten yards away from the Prophet of the Great Map, Altaïr stood still, and the ghost, unable to attack for a long time, was able to re-enter the stealth state, and was now gone.

Taking a deep breath, Altaïr raised his dagger under the gaze of countless people, and placed it crosswise in front of him, the two sharp blades collided with each other, forming a large cross, the light of the demon's blow flickered, the killing blow was bloody, and an unprecedented evil aura suddenly permeated out.

The shapes and special effects of Killing Strike and Demon Strike are too eye-catching, and at first glance, it is obvious that they cannot be ordinary equipment, and then linked to the items of the thief and the dark system and the situation that there is no movement in the birth, in fact, the adventurers have already guessed their level when they saw it before.

Many of the adventurers were nervous when they saw Altaïr raise the Killing Strike and the Demon Strike, but the Tribal adventurers who kept rushing up behind them gave them endless confidence, and soon they rushed in front of Altaïr, stopping less than fifty yards away from him.

After all, this thief is still too terrifying, and someone needs to take the lead in this kind of thing, otherwise no one wants to be this bird.

Bloodsail, who rushed to the front, stepped up and gritted his teeth at Altaïr, "What do you mean, Altaïr, why did you do something to the Prophet because you are from our tribe?" ”

Altaïr raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the blackened crowd of adventurers in front of him, who had gradually surrounded him, some even rounding the distance, trying to completely encircle them in the middle.

"I don't belong to the tribe anymore." Altaïr said in a low, hoarse voice.

Hearing his strange voice, which was different from before, Xuefan was also stunned, and then Mortal came up: "Is it because of the dagger in your hand?" ”

Altaïr did not admit it, nor did he deny it, but continued to hold a pair of daggers, the fire of his soul flickering and beating, showing that he was not at peace, after all, it was the adventurer of the former tribe, standing on the opposite side of this Qianfu, this kind of pressure is not something that anyone can bear.

"Altaïr, we know each other, we're all friends of Brother Daozi, no matter what your reason is, you want to leave the tribe, but there's no need to do so desperately, right? What good do you do by killing the Great Turten Prophet? Vanke said with an ugly face.

At this time, he still hoped to persuade these two thieves to some extent, in his opinion, even if the two of them left the tribe, but the tribe could not tolerate them, and the alliance naturally couldn't, even if it was a chaotic camp, there was no need to deliberately be enemies of the tribe, right?

Altaïr was silent, he had many reasons, he and the ghost were both determined to join the Tower of Twilight, no one wanted to live a lonely life in the chaotic camp unless it was absolutely necessary, it was always good to have a camp, according to what the priest said, the Generalissimo of Asher would be able to help them very well, and the Generalissimo could completely pull adventurers from other camps into his camp.

Of course, an adventurer like Altaïr, who possesses extremely evil items, will not be tolerated easily, so he must do something beneficial to the Empire, and the weight must not be light.

So whether it's to send a big gift to the Tower of Dusk that is about to join, or to get a stepping stone to the empire that is about to swear allegiance, or even for his Killing Strike advancement, the Great Map Prophet, he is killed!

At this moment, Altaïr and Vanquer suddenly heard a burst of exclamations from the tribal adventurers behind them, and both of them raised their heads at the same time, only to feel that there was a flower in front of them, and before they could see clearly, there were two more people in the field, and then they stood up beside Altaïr.

Vivien patted Altaïr on the shoulder, and then walked towards the Great Map Teng Prophet, halfway through he was stunned, a temporary state had been imposed on him, this was a divine state, out of nowhere, Vivien was completely shocked after just a slight glance at the introduction.

Ivrea, who was beside Altaïr, raised his head, his fiery red eyes aggressively, causing Bloodsail and Mortal, who were originally fifty yards away from Altaïr, to take several steps back in an uproar, and then immediately reacted and put on the tightest battle posture as if facing a great enemy, but Bloodsail, a berserker, pulled out his shield.

Ifreath stepped forward and stood in front of Altaïr, and almost instantly, Ifrea's whole body seemed to be on fire, and the rising and roaring flames enveloped Ifrera in the blink of an eye!

"Wow!"

The blazing flames brought a scorching whirlwind, blowing in all directions, and waves of scorching air forced the adventurers to retreat, Ivrea's hand flashed, a golden-red giant hammer appeared in his hand, the mythical weapon burst out with dazzling light, leaving only burning eyes in the flames, shining, and the corners of Ivrea's mouth raised a rampant smile.

"Because, he's from our Tower of Twilight, if you want to go up, you can try it."

The dull sound of Ivrea like a flame fell, and the adventurers of the tribe were instantly in chaos, and many of them retreated in horror, they were thinking of interference, but they were two thieves, and Ivrea was a different matter.

"What to do, what to do now, we can deal with the thieves, but we can't deal with the flame mage!"

"That's an epic flame mage!"

Most of the adventurers of the tribe panicked, to deal with thieves, they can rely on the number of people, but to deal with mages, especially fire mages, the number? That's just a joke!

Ordinary flame mages are indeed weak in group battles, but that's because in the war, friendly and enemy are mixed, and most of their magic is useless, but one of Ashur's spiritual madness techniques before made them all realize the horror of mages!

Moreover, this is no ordinary fire method, this is Ivrea, the Fire Lord of the Tower of Dusk!

If before the advanced epic, Ashur's group lethality can be compared to Ivrea, but after advancing to the epic, even if he has five myths, even the epic-level high-level Ashur, without opening the skill, cannot compete with Ivrea's group lethality.

The Flame Mage, a profession full of destruction and violence, is literally made for war! The devastating nature of fire magic may not have worked in chaotic encounters, but right now, it's the best stage!

No one dared, and no one wanted to, try the power of Ivrea's fire magic.

Ifrea's current state is almost invincible, because his advancement has brought him the effect of physical immunity, as early as in the battle with the Flying Shadow, the adventurers of the tribe have seen it, and now Ivrrea is immune to all physical attacks and fire magic attacks, and is also extremely resistant to other spells, only ice magic may have an effect.

But just like light and shadow, this ice and fire are mutually reinforcing, and it depends on which side is stronger, and the ice method in this world, who dares to say that it can be stronger than Ivrea's fire magic?

Ivrrea stood there, roaring flames swirling around Ivrea like a ring of fire, and little by little, hot magma overflowed from the hand of Ragnaros, the fire demon, dripping to the ground with a little smoke, and this appearance alone made adventurers who tried to rush forward afraid to step forward.

"I'll do it."

Just then, a hoarse voice reached Ivrea's ears, causing Ivrea to be stunned and turn her head to look behind her, where Altaïr was looking at him.

Ivrea involuntarily extinguished his flaming form, and as Ivrea died down, Altaïr nodded for him to step back, and then he walked forward, holding a pair of mythical daggers.

Reaching the front of Ivrea, Altaïr glanced up at the horde adventurers facing the enemy, and then raised his killing blow and slammed it down.

The killing blow seemed to be like a sharp blade coming out of its sheath, instantly spitting out more than two feet of red light, and the bright red blood light wrapped the blade of the killing strike, as if extending it into a long sword, sharp and dazzling!

The bloody liquid continued to flow down the killing blow, yes, flowing! The speed was almost terrifying, and in a short time, the ground under Altaïr's feet was already completely red with blood, and then, Altaïr raised the killing blow again, and the adventurers were horrified to see that the original white soul fire in his eye sockets turned blood red again in the blink of an eye!

Kill Hunter mode, on!

Almost instantly, Altaïr's shadow vanished, but the adventurers knew where he was, because the air was constantly bursting with bright red blood mist because of Altaïr's rapid movement, but they knew it was completely useless!

Because that's so fast!

In the blink of an eye, Altaïr rushed into the crowd, and before Bloodfan could even react, his pupils shrank, his hairs stood on end, and the smell of blood wafted from behind him.

The blade of the Killing Strike silently rested on Bloodsail's neck.

Altaïr's figure appeared behind the bloodsail, and the pale undead claws holding the demon's blow habitually reached forward, pinching the bloodsail's lower handle with his thumb and forefinger, and the blood-red soul fire jumped, and before everyone could even react, he suddenly pulled his right hand—

Wipe your throat!

The sharp blood-colored blade easily sliced the throat of the blood fan, and a stream of blood arrows flew out in an instant, and the strange thing was that the hot blood did not fall to the ground, but as if it was attracted, it flew towards the killing blow, and finally disappeared into the blade, Altaïr let go of his left hand, and the lifeless blood fan collapsed to the ground with a gloomy look, and his soul flew.

The surrounding adventurers were silent, and the sound of swallowing saliva sounded from time to time, thinking that it was the same thing, really facing such a terrifying thief, the pressure was still as great as a mountain.

When facing some powerful mages like Asher and Ivrea, the pressure that adventurers feel is a huge mountain-like feeling, as if in an instant the terrifying magic like Tarzan's overwhelming power will roar and devour itself, but in the face of such a thief, it feels as if they are being targeted by a fierce beast.

It's as if the next one is yourself!

Altaïr stood in place with the killing blow in his hand, and his gaze flickered to the mortal next to him, who seemed to be still in disbelief at the tragic death of a Heavenly Rank master, and looked at Altaïr's blood-red gaze, and almost instantly reflexively activated the mana shield.

There was a deep disbelief in the eyes of the mortals, it was one thing to see it, and it was another thing to feel it in person, this undead thief who was not even on the heavenly list was really so terrifying now.

Altaïr, however, had disappeared again.

Vanke turned on his arcane vision, his eyes rolling around, but before his arcane vision could find anything, a strong smell of blood penetrated into his nostrils, causing him to freeze in place for a moment.

The smell almost made him fall into an ice cave, and he realized something.

The cold undead bone hand gripped his neck, and a sharp blade rested gently on his artery.

The blood-red soul fire in Altaïr's eyes pulsed, and the blood-soaked killing blows continued to rush energy into his body, and then, Altaïr's right hand sliced hard—

completely opened this dark and bloody killing feast

When Mortal's body fell limply to the ground, and the blood was sucked into the killing blow and turned into a portion of Altaïr's energy, the adventurers of the surrounding tribes fell into a complete state of stupor.

You must know that Vanquer is a legendary adventurer who has completed an epic advancement, and the reason why he did not advance to an epic is because he did not rely on his own ability to find the second law, but despite this, he is also a true law master.

This is also the general trend of the two camps of the Heavenly List, most of the masters of the Heavenly List have actually completed the tasks of the advanced epic, and most of their professions are not mythical advanced professions, so the difficulty of the advancement is not as high as that of Ivrea, and it is easy to complete, but the shortcomings are also obvious - there is no second law.

And just now, Vanquer opened the mana shield in advance, but Altaïr's killing blow seemed to completely ignore the mana shield, and directly passed through the dark blue shield, cutting through the artery of Vanke, with the attack power of a mythical dagger, of course, it was an instant kill!

In the blink of an eye, even most people didn't react, and the blood sail and the mortal who were standing at the front both fell to the ground, and countless tribal adventurers watched in disbelief as the blood-colored figure flashed and moved, just in a trance, the two masters of the tribe were killed in seconds!

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