The ghost at this time was not much different from the last time Asher saw him, although his strength was obviously not what it used to be, but it was not too exaggerated, but Altaïr next to him was completely different, this thief was just standing there, ten yards away from him, he could easily smell the creepy and rich smell of blood, as well as a faint evil aura.

The last time they met, Altaïr's strength was still inferior to that of his companion Ghost, but now, the whole thing has changed dramatically, the dim soul fire of the undead adventurer in his eyes has turned into a dazzling scarlet blood, and the tattered cloak he wears on his body is still stained with thick blood on the hem, if you look closely, it is not even difficult to find that from all over his body, there are silently dripping scarlet blood, leaving a string of traces on the road he has walked.

This appearance is not due to his injuries, but from the two weapons he carries around his waist.

These are two extremely strange daggers, the shape of the two daggers is exactly the same, the bone handle, inlaid with a sharp blade made of unknown material, the two daggers are more than a foot long, but the blade is extremely narrow, it is relatively long among the daggers, the blade is curved and sharp, the twisted blade is like a poisonous snake, swallowing the breath of blood and killing, these two daggers, not so much daggers, but more like two twisted military thorns.

The only difference between them is that one is a bloody and dull blood red, and the other is a strange and evil dark purple.

The two daggers were constantly pumping blood-red energy into Altaïr's body, which flowed under the skin of the undead thief, and then slowly dripped down the rotting wounds of the undead, strange and terrifying!

Altaïr's blood-red soul fire flickered, and his eyes looked at the Undercity in the distance, even though it was only a day later, and when he returned here, his mindset had changed completely, and it was the confidence that came with great strength.

Turning his head to look at his good brother beside him, the ghost, who was also looking at the Undercity, looking at the three-headed beast from afar through the walls, and fell into deep thought, unlike Altaïr's great change, the ghost had hardly changed.

"How about it, have you decided, who are we going to help?" Altaïr spoke slowly, only then could he hear that his voice was also extremely hoarse and deep, and it took a lot of effort to hear what he was saying.

The ghost was still bowing his head in deep thought.

"The Tower of Twilight or the Horde, we have to make a choice." Altaïr continued to remind his friend.

The ghost pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and looked at the two daggers at Altaïr's waist, and after a moment, suddenly laughed, and said, "Do you think we still have a choice?" ”

Altaïr fell silent, he and the ghost took great pains to get the two daggers, he and the ghost did a mission, they only knew that they got a pair of thieves' weapons in the end, and they didn't know whether it was a dagger or a dagger, and finally when the two daggers appeared in front of him, the Shadow Ghost King, who was accustomed to using one-handed swords, did not hesitate to give them to his friend, which had already moved Altaïr greatly.

And in this life, due to Yashu's early intervention, they knew before the mission that the pair of weapons was definitely a pair of mythical-level daggers, and if they could get him, the ghost would not do any good, but he was still willing to give up a lot of his time to cultivate and improve his strength to help him complete the mythical task, so even if his strength was no longer what it used to be, the Killing Thief Emperor still gave him the decision.

And these two daggers bring more than just power, now he, wherever he goes, his body will be uncontrollable bleeding, which also determines that when sneaking, he will quickly expose his tracks, and the bright red soul fire is not a visual effect, if he dies, these two daggers will devour part of his strength, and if he dies a few more times, it will basically be scrapped.

In addition, the previous punishment has now fallen on him again, Asher's strength has accumulated little by little, and like him, almost one step to the sky, he will inevitably have to pay the corresponding price, Aragorn is the same, Altaïr is the same, the camp punishment is the most serious punishment for him, and now he has been expelled from the tribal camp, but the adventurers who were drawn by the big war did not find out as quickly as before, and encircled him.

Altaïr was no longer part of the Horde.

He knows very well that the dagger in his hand is currently the only mythical equipment that can be dropped by death, and killing him will be of great benefit to the adventurers of the tribe, he appears at this time, maybe he will be regarded as the savior of the tribe for a short time, but after that, he is likely to be greeted by ruthless betrayal, such a power will not be allowed to be in the hands of a lone adventurer like him.

The holders of other mythical equipment were not attacked because they were all bound by a soul contract and could not be dropped, while his was different.

Killing Strike! Devil's Strike!

These two mythical weapons with the highest level of high-level mythology are the most powerful existence among the weapons and equipment that have appeared in Kadolin so far, maybe Ashur has four mythical equipment, but none of them can be compared to them alone, to master such powerful mythical equipment, Altaïr paid an extremely high price, but the power in exchange is also extremely terrifying!

After the Inheritor, Altaïr finally got his two mythical weapons!

The blood-red flames in Altaïr's eyes twitched twice, but the ghost next to him smiled to himself, saying, "I remember that we first met Asher when the Juggernaut Sword appeared, and in the sky under the Juggernaut Sword, he told me that if one day, when we were cornered and the whole world turned our backs, we could go to the Tower of Dusk to find him. ”

"And he will always be willing to accept us."

Altaïr's heart was shocked, and he vaguely recalled Ashur's words, and a wonderful feeling rose from his heart, all of this seemed to be predestined, Ashur had predicted that maybe he would end up in his current situation, however, Ashur was right.

Raising his head and looking at the Undercity in the distance, Altaïr slowly clenched his fists, and a little bit of scarlet hot blood dripped from his thin palm.

In the silence of the Dark City, Landnaru restlessly wagged his long tail, his sharp tail spines swept everywhere, ruffling the ruins of the destroyed and unrecognizable land again, and the Death Knight stood above Landnaru's head, staring at the pitch-black bone dragon in the distance.

The three huge creatures have been facing each other like this for a while, and the task given to him by His Royal Highness Fei'er is to do his best to destroy the Dark City, and now he has been delayed by a shadow bone dragon that suddenly and inexplicably appeared, although he needs to be cautious, but after a long time, the death knight is also a little impatient, because the other party has not moved since he appeared, and he has no time to waste it like this!

Whatever it is, just kill it!

Thinking of this, the Death Knight suddenly grasped the hilt of Shadow Sorrow's sword, and his movements also attracted the close attention of the tribal adventurers, the Death Knight just held the hilt of the sword, they just had a bad premonition, and the Death Knight used hard force, pulling out the Shadow Sorrow above Landnaru's head in an instant-

At the moment of pulling out the Shadow Grief, the dazzling mythical weapon was like an unsheathed divine sword, emitting a dazzling and brilliant ice blue light, mixed with a little bit of evil dark purple, a rich necromantic aura enveloped the Death Knight, the Death Knight's body was engraved with runes The simple and hideous Death Lord armor, stimulated by the Shadow Grief, emitted a stream of black mist, completely enveloping the Death Knight inside, and the mythical bone dragon under his feet, as if stimulated, suddenly raised his huge head, There was a deafening, high-pitched, piercing roar ahead!

Then, the huge bone dragon's thousand-foot-long body rose fiercely from the ground, its tattered wings supported the ground, and its hind legs rushed forward with force, and the huge body roared like an ancient beast on the ground, bringing a burst of powerful earthquakes, and the entire Undercity was chaotic again, the Death Messenger quickly retreated, and Landnaru rushed frantically towards the pitch-black bone dragon in the distance without squinting—

The Deathbringer stood in the distance, soul fire flickering as he watched the scene.

"The Death Knight is here again!" The adventurers of the tribe were frightened and hindered, for fear of being miserably attacked by the pond fish, this level of battle, they participated in it completely to find death, there is a saying that if you don't die, you won't die, at this time, they deeply understood the meaning.

At this time, Levi, who was standing at the corner of the city gate, raised his head, looked at Landnaru and the Death Knight who were suddenly furious and imposing, a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, the magic seal in his hand flashed, and an invisible energy fluctuation escaped, and in the next second, the Death Messenger suddenly looked down at his feet restlessly, and let out a frightened roar, and the adventurers were stunned to find that the huge shadow under the feet of the Death Messenger was also gradually passing and dissipating.

Previously, Landnaru's shadow disappeared, and not many adventurers noticed, because the huge bone dragon was lying on the ground, and the huge body caused many people to see clearly at all, and the Death Messenger was a giant skeleton warrior, a humanoid creature, and as soon as his shadow disappeared, a large number of adventurers immediately found it.

"Look, the shadow of the Deathbringer is gone!"

"Who cast the spell? Our tribe doesn't have a shadow master. ”

The adventurers of the tribe instantly erupted into an exclamation, because at this moment, they were shocked to find that the shadow of the disappeared Death Messenger was actually beside the shadow of the pitch-black mythical bone dragon, condensed again, and then, another huge jet-black skeleton warrior rose from the ground, and towards the huge bone dragon that rushed in the distance, let out a heavy and loud roar, and raised a huge scythe-

You know, the one who has the deepest control over the power of shadows here is undoubtedly Vivien of the Tower of Dusk, the epic inheritor of the shadow guardian, saying that his understanding of shadows is second, and no one dares to call it first, could it be that Vivien made both of these things?

But apparently not, because the mythical bone dragon came into contact with the two shadow creatures in an instant!

After being occupied, Levi's strength was also briefly improved to the point of epic, his profession is not weak, it can be said that even compared to the guardian inheritor, it is not much weaker, Ivrea and others in the Tower of Twilight, if the level is also a legend, it takes a lot of effort to win against him, and after being occupied, the template of the profession is stimulated in advance.

After Levi advanced to the epic level, the most powerful ability he gained was to capture or even capture the shadows of other creatures, and the creatures that were captured shadows would not have any negative effects on themselves, and the shadows would also regenerate after a period of time, but once they were captured by Levi, the creatures could almost be said to have been copied.

Because Levi's shadow creatures have almost the same abilities as the original creatures!

Levi, who was occupied, looked at the dim city in the distance, the three huge creatures exchanged hands in an instant, and a cruel smile broke out on the corner of his mouth, Death Knight, maybe in the eyes of others, he is very strong with a mythical bone dragon, not to mention the epic master of Death Knight and Werewolf, but in his eyes, except for Ashur, no one can stop him.

Because in his hands, there are not only the shadows of the Messenger of Death and Landnaru!

The death knight manipulated Landnaru to pounce closer, only to find that another huge black Death Messenger suddenly rose from the ground in front of him, and his heart was shocked, but it was too late to retreat, Landnaru raised his huge wingspan and slammed towards the front frantically, and the huge wingspan of the eight-thousand-year-old mythical dragon roared in the air with a roaring oppressive sound, and slapped down fiercely-

"Boom!"

A violent explosion sounded, and the churning wave of air centered on the contact point of the two huge creatures, spreading in all directions, the shadow of the Death Messenger raised a huge scythe and held the wingspan of Landnaru deadly, the mythical bone dragon opened its big mouth and bit at the Death Messenger fiercely, at this moment, the shadow of Landnaru next to it also roared and rushed up, opening its big mouth and biting Landnaru's neck!

The Death Knight didn't dodge or dodge, so Landnaru bit the bone arm of the Shadow of the Death Bringer fiercely, and the Shadow of the Death Bringer opened his jaw bones and began to struggle violently, and with a loud click here, Landnaru's neck was also clamped by the Shadow Bone Dragon, and a few bone fragments were bitten off alive.

The three huge beasts attacked each other frantically in an instant.

The Death Messenger standing on the side, his eyes kept sweeping over the three giant beasts, he didn't know what he was thinking, the Death Messenger also had intelligence, otherwise it would not be possible to become a high-level epic monster, at this time, it also had to judge what was best for itself.

The Death Knight stood atop Landnaru's head, holding the Shadow Grief, a rich aura of death escaping from the surroundings, allowing the bone dragon under the seat to overlook the decaying land, like the king of the undead! Even Levill in the distance didn't know why he was so confident.

At this moment, the vampire who was manipulating Levi's body was suddenly startled, suddenly lifted his hood, and looked around, just now, his heart suddenly beat suddenly, this feeling was no stranger to him, as if he had been peeped at from the dark.

This also caused him not to manipulate the two shadow creatures for a moment, but quickly and carefully looked around.

The three giant beasts in the distance bit each other and bit each other, with no intention of letting go, pushing and shoving back and forth, making a roaring sound that shook the adventurers' eardrums, and no one knew that there was also a battle going on in a corner of the Undercity.

Levi looked around vigilantly, he had planted a shadow barrier around him, and ordinary adventurers would not notice him even if they walked in front of him, so where did this sense of crisis come from?

occupies Livi, his strength has also reached the epic level, if it is a thief sneak attack, then the thief who wants to get close to him and not be discovered must at least be epic, and the epic thief, so far there is only one Vivian, Vivian has returned to the empire, and who can do this?

However, he also had to guard against it, because the powerful thief epic adventurer advanced, and the others will not appear, which also makes many epic thieves have a certain suddenness, you often don't know that he has advanced to the epic, but when he stabs at you, it's too late to regret it.

Levier's hand flashed, and the magic weapon was already in his hand, and he cautiously turned around.

However, as time passed, there was no movement around Levi, which made him wonder if it was just an illusion.

At one point, when Levi thought he was thinking too much, suddenly his ears moved, and he caught a hint of sound with great acuteness.

Tick......

The sound was very slight, but when Levi turned to look back, his eyes suddenly widened, because as far as he could see, on the ground not far in front of him, a drop of blood appeared at some point, this drop of blood, bright and demonic, seemed to exude a scorching temperature, and even a strong smell of blood came to his face, making him creepy.

Before he could react, Levi felt a chill in his neck, and a sharp dagger had been placed around his neck.

This almost made him completely stunned, he is also a shadow system, and he also has an extraordinary sensitivity to thieves, even Vivien does not dare to guarantee that he can get close to him to such a point and not be discovered, what a terrible thief this is, to do this.

The moment the dagger was held around his neck, a foul smell of blood penetrated into Levi's nostrils, making him almost nauseous.

"Levi of the Imperial Alliance?"

Levi heard a hoarse inquiry behind him, one with a hint of confusion.

Altaïr was also strange at this time, Levi took off his hood, and let him recognize it, as far as he knew, during the faction war, the War Guild and the Tower of Dusk appeared as allies of the same camp temporarily, no matter what Levi was, he should not have stumbled on the Tower of Dusk at this time, but at this time, he appeared here sneakily, obviously with bad intentions.

Because he was not sure of Levier's position, Altaïr only restrained him and did not make any immediate move.

Hearing Altaïr ask this, Levi was pleasantly surprised, this guy didn't even know that he was occupied, thinking of this, his heart suddenly became murderous, he really had nothing to say when he was attacked, but now that he was given time to react, he may not be able to kill this arrogant thief.

He secretly sneered in his heart, such a good opportunity but not directly hurt the killer, isn't this self-defeating.