Whoosh——!

With a sharp sound of breaking the air, a strong wind came straight towards Jiang Fengmian's door.

Tilting his head slightly, he easily dodged the dagger that smashed at him, and Jiang Feng's right index finger pointed out, pointing at the thief who threw the dagger at him.

"Spell missile."

The black ball instantly condensed at the fingertips, and it bounced out like a slingshot.

The thief who was hit in the forehead by the spell missile snorted as if he had been kicked in the head, and he threw his head back and fell backwards.

The hit area will be cursed, which will have different effects depending on the target's ability resistance. For example, hitting the eyes can cause blindness, hitting the throat can cause respiratory diseases, hitting the joints can cause muscle necrosis or fractures, and most people who hit the head will die from high fever.

However, Jiang Feng didn't kill this blow, he planned to keep a living mouth, and weakened this apprentice-level witchcraft to a certain extent, this guy will only be in a coma for a while, although whether there will be sequelae such as delirium after waking up, it's none of his business.

"It's witchcraft, witchcraft!"

“…… This guy is a wizard! ”

Fear spread among the thieves, and Jiang Feng's witchcraft obviously put a lot of pressure on them.

"Don't be afraid! It's just apprentice-level witchcraft, don't be scared by him! Let's all go together! ”

With a loud roar, I saw the middle-aged bartender turn over and cross the bar, the scimitar in his hand was on his chest, his feet were as fast as the wind, and the whole person turned into a black shadow, taking the lead to kill Jiang Feng's side.

Being able to become a high-ranking member of the Thieves Guild, these thieves were not a rabble after all, and quickly recovered from the initial shock, and they all set up the weapons in their hands and killed Jiang Feng who was standing at the door.

Seeing that these thieves showed the momentum of a desperate fight, Jiang Feng no longer spared his hand, connected to Ghost No. 1 through his brain, and gave the order to attack.

"Except for the one lying on the ground, everything else has been cleaned up."

【Received】

Seeing Jiang Feng standing there motionless, the bartender holding a scimitar was overjoyed. The two were only ten paces away now, and it was only a matter of moments for him. With his level of a high-level thief, he touched him closely, even if he was a one-star wizard, he didn't want to deal with it easily.

However, just when he thought he had the chance of victory, suddenly, his afterglow faintly glimpsed, and a red light lit up in the air on the side.

What is that?

No sooner had the question popped up than the thumb-thick red beam sliced across their side like a sharp sword.

He didn't have time to react before he watched as his abdomen was cut in two by the flash of red. The upper half of his body flew out under the impetus of inertia, and his eyes widened with death, and he caught a glimpse of the masters that the thieves' guild had spent years cultivating and cultivating fell like wheat harvesting......

Eventually, his pupils faded, and the last of the thieves who were still standing died under the laser beam of Spectre One.

【Cleaned up】

The red-hot emitter closed, and the ghost, which had shrunk into a silver metal ball, floated back to Jiang Feng's side.

The wound swept by the laser beam was basically carbonized, and there was still a pungent smell of burnt paste in the air, Jiang Feng stepped over the open space with the severed arm of the stump and walked in front of the living mouth left earlier.

Although he was proficient in the primary curse spells below three stars, solving curses was not his strong point, Jiang Feng reached out and picked up a glass of ale from the wooden table next to him, and splashed it on the man's face.

After being splashed on his face with a pinch of ale wine, the man lying on the ground woke up and looked at Jiang Feng with a dull gaze. The previous spell missile obviously injured him a lot, and even if he was woken up, the whole person was still in a half-asleep state.

Reaching out and grabbing his collar, staring at those dull pupils, Jiang Feng asked.

"Your name."

"Harvey ......"

"Here?"

"...... of the Thieves' Guild Headquarters"

"Who is the mastermind of the attack on the palace?"

"...... Syria"

Jiang Feng frowned slightly, and asked, "Who is Alan?" ”

"Our mentor." The man said vaguely.

"Is he here?" Jiang Feng glanced at the pile of corpses behind him.

The thief didn't speak, just tilted his head unconsciously, looking in the direction of the bar.

With a slight movement in his heart, Jiang Feng let go of the hand that grabbed him by the collar, stood up, walked to the stone wall behind the bar, and reached out and knocked on the stone wall carved with reliefs. Sure enough, behind this stone wall, there is a cave.

"A combination lock embedded in the stone wall? The middle gear of the stone door is triggered by moving the stone slab, and the door lock is opened in the way of the original mechanical transmission...... I see. ”

Glancing around at the totem carved on the stone wall, the corners of Jiang Feng's mouth hooked up a playful smile.

Each slab has a password, and the door can only be opened when all five slabs are moved to the correct position.

By the standard of civilization of these aborigines, the design of this stone gate is undoubtedly exquisite, but in front of him, it can only be regarded as a relatively interesting handicraft.

Too lazy to waste time deciphering the information on the mural, Jiang Feng took out a powder keg from the storage space and placed it next to the wall, retreated to the wooden door that had been kicked open, and pointed his index finger at the stone door behind the bar.

"Chaos Fire!"

A cluster of flames popped out from Jiang Feng's fingertips and rushed towards the powder keg.

The sound of thunder shook the entire sewer, and the stone gate carved with the mural collapsed in an instant in the midst of the flying rubble and scattered dust. Stepping through the wreckage of gravel and metal gears, Jiang Feng stepped into the space behind the stone door.

A circular stone table occupies the center of the chamber, and on the shelves on either side are knives, crossbows, poison darts, and other weapons used by the Assassins. Judging by the torn black cloak on the hanger, the assassin named Aram did return here, but there was no trace of life in the entire stone room.

At this time, he noticed that there was an obvious scratch mark under the bookshelf directly opposite the stone door, where it came into contact with the ground.

A crimson laser beam shot out, splitting the bookshelf in two.

Walking forward, from behind the bookshelf, Jiang Feng really saw a pitch-black stone staircase.

Eyebrows raised slightly.

"Escaped?"

……

Standing beside the carriage, old John rubbed his hands together and looked anxiously from side to side.

It's been two hours, and the wizard is still nowhere to be seen. In particular, the loud noise that came from the ground earlier made his heart tremble, and it took a lot of effort to calm the frightened horses.

Suddenly, he saw a figure appear on the opposite side of the street, walking towards him.

As he approached, old John breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the young face, and opened the curtain of the carriage for him.

"Your Excellency, you're back."

After getting into the carriage, Jiang Feng didn't talk nonsense.

"Back to the castle."

"Yes, sir."

Old John climbed into the carriage, waved the reins, and drove the carriage in the direction of the castle.

A gust of evening breeze came out, and at this time, he suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood.

Although he was curious about what the wizard had just done, old John did not ask anything, pretended not to notice anything, and walked honestly.

For wizards, even His Majesty the King has to concede three points.

No matter what Jiang Feng did tonight, it was not something that his little coachman could talk about at will. It's better to let the big guys worry about the big guys.