Woolford stopped abruptly after being badly wounded, and turned and ran towards the city of Netham, despite the five hundred city guards he had brought with him. Zuo Ze didn't expect him to run away so simply, and he always felt unhappy and shouted at Woolford's back, "Lord of the city, are you going to run away like this?" Am I not afraid that I will attack the city of Netham? ”

Woolford stopped when he heard this, and said mockingly to Zuo Ze, "Of course I'm not afraid!" Although I don't know why your strength has suddenly become a high-level professional, and the spell attack is so weird, but Neverwinter is the mission of the god of justice and impartiality, and you can launch an attack on Netam City, I think that the people of the Hand of Tyr will find you first without my intervention. ”

Zuo Ze was stunned when he heard this, but he ignored these magic sticks, thought for a moment and then said, "If I specifically ask for trouble from the City Lord's Mansion, you won't feel good, right?" ”

Woolford didn't expect Zuo Ze to be so shameless, and he actually used the people of the City Lord's Mansion as a threat, and his anger surged, as if he rushed up to cut him; However, the stinging pain from the wound made him stop and continue to talk to Zuo Ze.

"You win, I'll Hughes admit it, say, what's the price of letting me go?"

Zuo Ze saw that Witt had slowly come behind Woolford, and said with a smile, "When did I say I let you go?" Naive! At the same time, two guns "fired" one after another.

After the hidden Witt launched an attack on Zuo Ze, he suddenly appeared behind Woolford, "slitting his throat" with his left hand and "backstabbing" with his right hand at the same time.

Woolford didn't expect Zuo Ze to have no dignity as a strong man, so he let the summoned creature launch a sneak attack, in order to block the throat cut, he had to raise the knife in his hand to resist, Witt backstabbed him hard at the heart, but he was tightly clamped with his muscles.

Witt also did not love to fight, and retreated; At the same time, Zuo Ze found that the distance was too far, and the spell flight time became longer, giving Woolford more reaction time, so he changed his strategy.

Zuo Ze did not launch a direct attack on him, but applied buff spells such as "Divine Power Infusion" and "Assault" to Witt, and the attack spells were also based on the one-ring spell "Holy Strike", which kept making an uproar at him.

Just as Witt and Zuo Ze were besieging Woolford, Avril also used the Vial of the Holy Spring to give Vader emergency treatment, restoring the broken bones of his hands, except that he could not fight fiercely, it no longer affected his activities. Vader looked at Avril and said with a sincere smile, "Sister Avril of the Holy Spring, I didn't expect to be saved by you again, thank you." ”

Avril smiled and said playfully, "Yes, the warrior of the Akma clan, I didn't expect to see you in the other world, and I can fight side by side with you again, I hope I don't encounter those damn undead." ”

Vader touched her forehead and lowered her head to stop talking, apparently reminded of her past memories.

Standing up, Vader put on the ice shield and was about to fight again, but Avril obviously wouldn't agree, so Vader had to take her to Barnes Jr., not knowing what was going on with him now.

Two flowers bloom and one on each branch, and Vader and Avril begin to search for Barnes Jr. nearby; Zuo Ze and Witt's siege of Woolford also came to an end.

Witt, who had a talent for stealth, attacked unexpectedly and made Woolford unguardable, he had never seen such a wanderer.

The shadow is his cloak, the night is his stage, and the moonlight is his weapon.

When he saw the sword light like the silver moon, the attack had arrived, leaving Woolford with very little time to react, and even if he had the nerve reflex of "extreme reaction", he often couldn't avoid Witt's attack.

Zuo Ze stood in the distance while attacking and watching Witt's attack, Zuo Ze actually found a special beauty in Witt's attack movements, like dancing at a grand ball, enthusiasm and fierceness are synonymous with him; The sword was like the moon, cutting wounds on Woolford's body, like a bloody rose in full bloom.

Woolford lost too much blood, and he had not yet entered the legend, his body was not completely elementalized, and he could not mobilize the elements to replenish himself, and the blood and qi in his body were already insufficient.

Woolfork, who felt that he was dying, shouted at Zuo Ze unwillingly, "Stop! Leave me alone, and I can pay you enough. ”

Zuo Ze waved his hand to make Witt stop his attack, and said warily, "Oh, tell me what you gave me to buy your life?" ”

Woolford used the weapon as a crutch, holding it and gasping violently, "Worth a hundred thousand platinum coins." How, can you let me go? ”

When Zuo Ze heard this, he rejected Woolford's proposal in his heart, platinum coins, what is that? Can you eat it? Well, it can buy food, but Zuo Ze doesn't need these things at all at the moment.

Psionic energy, and only psionic energy is what Zuo Ze really desires.

After a sense of powerlessness from being attacked, Zuo Ze never wanted to try again

- "Don't wait until you're powerless to regret it!" ”

Zuo Ze's silence was regarded by Woolford as thinking, and the desire for life made his heart beat more powerfully.

Zuo Ze looked at the embarrassed Woolford and said with a smile, "My answer is - refusal!" ”

Woolford was stunned when he heard this, obviously things have developed on the good side, why refuse? 100,000 platinum coins can completely ask a legendary-level powerhouse to make a shot once, why refuse? Woolford, who was full of whys, did not rush to block Witt's attack until he was approaching.

However, Zuo Ze had already come to the best attack distance of the current spell - thirty meters, and the pistol in his right hand was aimed at Woolford, and he released a five-ring spell - Pain Transformation.

Woolford, who didn't have time to dodge, was hit, and felt the rich negative energy element constantly absorbing his life force, and at the same time, the vitality of the negative energy transformation was transmitted to Zuo Ze's body, making Zuo Ze feel an illusion of blood flowing.

In the end, Woolford, who felt that death was coming, only had time to let out the last scream left in the world. This voice contains the remembrance of the world, the unwillingness to fate, and the fear of death........

Zuo Ze listened carefully until his voice disappeared completely, then he took a deep breath and held it for a while before exhaling, strengthening his belief even more.

Witt quietly came to Zuo Ze's side and said softly, "My lord, there is the sound of horses' hooves, it should be reinforcements from the city, please make a decision as soon as possible." ”

Zuo Ze looked around the battlefield, most of the city guards had become stumps and broken flesh in one place, and the people who survived, Zuo Ze didn't plan to let them go, they were all psionic energy;

Mrs. Chel slipped away quickly, and she was long gone, but Zuo Ze, who knew her identity, did not intend to let her go, the next time she met her was her death, and everything was caused by her greed;

In the end, Zuo Ze took a deep look at Woolford's corpse, even if he died, he was standing, but the body that became a dry corpse made him look more desperate and lonely, this was the first strong man who died in the hands of Zuo Ze, Zuo Ze planned to remember his fate well to alert himself.

Seeing that the reinforcements of Netam City were already close at hand, Zuo Ze and Witt walked through the blood-colored meadow, and at the same time, Zuo Ze released all the remaining mana - five three-ring spell range spells with a radius of 25 meters, "Necromantic Summoning", shrouded the corpses of the city guards. This is the last gift to the city of Netham.

When the coalition of nobles, professional guilds, temple priests, and paladins arrived, they saw nearly five hundred necromantic monsters rushing towards them, and the mysterious powerhouse that caused the riots tonight had disappeared.

Tonight, it is called "Netham Death" by the Netham people.