A two-finger-wide pickled whitebait, slices of brown bread on both sides, and a clear vegetable soup with a green leaf floating on it, is a dinner in Boscante.

The city hall sheriff's office and the Coast Guard searched twice, but no trace of the "Winter Night Feather" was found, which shows that Boscant is very good at concealment.

He used the only remaining light healing scroll, but he suffered two injuries.

The biggest drawback of magic tools such as healing scrolls and healing scrolls is that they are not controlled by magicians, although they are simple and easy to operate, but unfortunately the width of the healing is not enough.

If Momir's attack is Mambato's python, vicious and tricky, then the extraordinary spatial skill attack is the two rows of dense jagged teeth of the Eryasa crocodile.

Momir's blow pierced Boskant's heart directly, and if it weren't for the strength of the Night Elf's vitality and the effect of the Light Scroll, the "Winter Night Feather" who was now lying on the damp plank bed would be a dead man.

The extraordinary spatial attack was seemingly sharp, opening a dozen bloody holes in Boscante's lower abdomen, but it was not fatal.

After simply applying the trauma powder, Boskant could feel the tingling in his stomach, and it only took another three days for his combat strength to return to its original state.

It was midnight and Boskant woke up hungry.

The Spatial Belt was only the size of two drawers, and in addition to mission essentials and some weapons and clothing, there were some potions commonly used by Assassins, except for no food.

On the night of his arrival at the monastery, he went to the kitchen to steal food in hiding, only to be discovered.

Naturally, he had to survive on the only pauper's meal that the old nun brought with him every day.

"Ding"

A crunch rang in Boscant's ears.

The "Shadow Trap" placed at the entrance to the hallway is triggered.

Boskant rolled out of bed, ignoring the pain in his upper and lower abdomen, and came to the side of the door with a dagger in one hand and a short sword in the other.

Wishing only to be a servant of the gods who watch the night, Boskant prayed in his heart.

At the entrance of the corridor outside the door, the extraordinary person who had just turned in cursed.

In the "black-sighted state", he saw a black flower burst under his feet, and without asking, it was set up by the cunning Boskant.

The vision in front of him fell into darkness, and the extraordinary stretched out his hand to warn, and Gu Lie and the others who followed behind knew that they had fallen into the "shadow trap" as soon as they saw their extraordinary appearance.

Three seconds later, the extraordinary dazed look re-evaluated.

The request for silence was no longer important.

"I was discovered, the milk leg, I didn't say anything, I can only break in!"

Extraordinary leads the way to the door of Boscante's hideout.

Feeling the distance behind the door, an extraordinary flash disappeared in front of the door, appearing right in front of Boscant's bed.

This small underground storage room has no windows, tunnels or mezzanine walls.

According to the plan before coming, after the extraordinary flash entered the room, Dosta's big axe broke directly into the door.

Gure-Francis followed, and Momir spun his fingers in front of the door.

took out the Light Stone, and to the extraordinary surprise, there was still darkness in front of him.

"Be careful, there's a 'Shadow Trap' magic array in the house, get out!"

The few people who broke into the house, holding weapons and protecting their hearts, guarded against Boscant who was hiding in the shadows.

The expected sneak attack did not appear, and Momir's exclamation was heard outside the door.

In the blink of an eye, the Extraordinary few people exited the room, leaving only five black balls of light in the hallway, and Momir and Boskant were nowhere to be seen.

"Chase!"

Guree found the tracking mark left by Momir on the wall and chased it out first.

Tracking all the way, Extraordinary found that several people had slowly come to the ground.

Boskant fled in the direction of the monastery.

It was a forbidden place for the monastery, and it was forbidden for the faithful to set foot in normal times.

"Ding"

Fifty meters in front of the corridor, there was a sudden sound of weapons colliding.

"It's just ahead, quick!"

Extraordinary flashed directly and rushed forward, and by the moonlight, the two black shadows in the corridor were Momir and Boscant.

"Ha!" Your Excellency 'Winter Night Feather', I will send you back to the kingdom of God tonight!"

Extraordinary hands waved "The Sun Does Not Fall", and more than a dozen "Ice Arrows" directly hit the larger of the two black shadows.

"Ding Ding Ding"

The ice arrow was dodged and shattered.

"Backstab"

"Shadow Attack"

Under the "sneak", Gu Lie and Francis said, and directly threw out two thief skills.

"Cordo Extraordinary, is that you?"

Boscant, who blocked the killing move, gasped for breath and shouted angrily.

"The first time is luck, the second time is strength, and the third time is being favored by the gods!"

This was one of the Assassins' creed, which stated that if you assassinate the same target twice, you would give up if you didn't succeed.

"How about I tell you about your employer, we don't owe each other?"

Extraordinary couldn't help but be stunned.

One of the Assassin's Creed was that they would not divulge information about their employers, even if they were caught.

"Winter Night Feather" is the king of assassins who has been famous for a long time, how can the festival fall to the ground?

"You're not the Great King of Assassins, who are you?"

Faced with extraordinary accountability, Boskant wanted to vomit blood.

"Poof"

A mouthful of blood sprayed in the air, very strange in the moonlight.

None of the Extraordinary Four inflicted any damage on Boscant, with the slow-moving Dosta coming from behind, slashing the King of Assassins to the point of vomiting blood with a single "break".

"Extraordinary, please let me have a one-on-one battle with Boscant!"

Momir shouted excitedly.

In terms of rank, both of them are sixth-order, the only difference is that Boskant has already seen the threshold of the seventh-order, while Momir has just stepped into the sixth-order.

In terms of skills and means against the enemy, Momir has many deficiencies compared to Boscant.

The fight had been going on for almost a quarter of an hour, and if someone in the monastery had interfered, it would have been long overdue.

The most important thing is that Boskant has just been hit hard by Dosta, and you go head-to-head with someone, which is extraordinary and admirable.

Therefore, Extraordinary agreed to Momir's single brush, and several people swept aside.

Boskant knew he wouldn't be spared, and stabbed back and forth between the five black balls of the "Shadow Raid" skill, but in just two minutes, Momir's armor was broken everywhere.

Extraordinary stared at Momir, and once he was defeated, he flashed to save people.

Boscant, who was interspersed back and forth between the five black balls of light, seemed to be able to walk leisurely and with ease, but after many days of hunger and injuries, Momir could have blocked the surprise attack that could have defeated the enemy with one move.

Coupled with the new force of the extraordinary four watching the battle, Boskant knew that he was afraid of bad luck.

He fled to the depths of the monastery in order to use his connection with the monastery to escape death.

But now that he was blocked by the extraordinary, he shouted even louder to attract the attention of the monastery, but no one showed up until now.

The night guards in the monastery are sent by the two knights of the monastery in turn.

Boskante couldn't help but feel a little desperate, maybe when he died, those hypocritical priests would appear, first intimidating, and then asking Cordo Extraordinary to pay a ransom to atone for his guilt.

It's just that he is going to be looked down upon by the rest of the League of Assassins, Boskant is unwilling!