The poison that is said to be the most violent, but non-lethal poison in the world, Thomas is generally translated as "poison, dragon, gall", and a dose of one dose can buy a set of plate armor.

Thomas doesn't quite know if it's a nerve or a blood poison, but it works immediately when it comes into contact with the skin. His muscles and nerves were no longer listening, he felt like he couldn't bear his weight, and even the pain in the wound was about to disappear.

The poison, dragon, and bile poison effect is fully attacked, which can make a big man as weak and weak as a baby. Thomas couldn't help but congratulate himself on his luck and retained his little girl's strength.

It's just that I definitely can't pull away from my usual hard bow. And in order to facilitate his movements, he did not carry javelins or crossbows, and only hid a few throwing knives.

But he knew that without an enchanted weapon, he would certainly not be able to harm the enemy who came prepared.

Without hesitation, he took out the invisibility potion and drank it, turned around and rolled down the roof, although he thought about the bottom of the table after rolling, he still fell on his face because of the weakness of his arm and landed first. Tie a knot in his hand to block the intestines that were about to fall out, and Thomas lamented his handsome face as he slipped away quickly while the invisibility potion was still effective.

Thieves only have stealth and no anti-stealth means, which is normally the case, so it is appropriate to use what is seized from them.

The Shadow Demon Human Assassin stared coldly at the potion bottle that had been drunk and thrown on the floor, and had not been broken by the snow. It was still in Neverwinter when he bought it and distributed it to everyone...... and his brother's.

When did you end up grudging? It was probably during the theft of the Winterless Crown that the thieves worked hard to retrieve the crown, and even fought against the Winterless Nine Guards awakened by necromantic magic.

And all this kid found was a fake crown, but in the end, the guy disguised as the orthodox heir of Neverwinter went berserk and attacked the ranger for some reason, but was subdued instead.

The Ranger is said to have used a fake crown and political enemies to give up his promise to compete for the Lord of Neverwinter, winning the favor of the current Lord of Neverwinter. The real crown brought by himself and others didn't have much effect.

He also asked someone to inquire, but it is said that the evaluation of the city lord was only "the relatives of the anti-thieves are indeed anti-thieves", nothing more.

He didn't understand what that meant.

Unbeknownst to the thieves, Thomas was also confused about the situation:

The man who claims to be the true heir of Neverwinter lifts his mask and is a girl dressed as a man and a woman, which is already bizarre in itself. She also said that she belonged to the Timarand family, as if she wanted to avenge her aunt and grandmother, who had been abandoned from the beginning. I'm sorry I was playing the Kick Tooth Granny version, the dialogue was completely blind, and I killed her because my skill level wasn't enough, in other words, she thought I was ugly......

is also the attribute of the surviving, he just wants to say: "But my favorite is natural". It's still a silly tanuki to the taste!

When he was destroying the control of the desert barbarians in the Netherland City, he once encountered a tanuki slave. After a hundred years, his stature has become quite impressive, and he is also affectionately pasted as a "hero of Neverwinter", which is beautiful......

If you ignore the succession of unfortunate events that followed......

In the end, though, Thomas returned the ring that had accidentally slipped into his hand, and he didn't think it was a token of love anyway—only to hear the dwarf mention the priceless value of the ring, and to be honest, he regretted it a little.

Thomas didn't take the praise of the Lord of Neverwinter to heart, and of course he didn't notice that he had a grudge with the gang of thieves.

But even if it weren't for that, the Assassin believed that he and his brother would have had a dispute with the ranger, because his eyes were so hateful, and he was full of disdain and indifference to the thief.

It seems to be even more arrogant than the average nobleman.

So the Assassin who came from the slums and brought his younger brother up with begging, stealing, and murder when he grew up was very hostile to him, but not as impulsive as his own brother.

"Just today, I'm going to kill you to avenge my brother. And someday, I'm going to let the mage who also looks down on us struggle under me!"

Looking left and right, there were only slight footprints on the snow, except for a little blood left when they landed.

The Assassin was not as good at tracking tracks as the Ranger, but thankfully the steep cliffs were still covered by snowfall that could reveal the Ranger's whereabouts.

In order to prevent the target he wants to assassinate from escaping invisibly, he prepared corresponding magic items as an elite assassin.

Gently stroking the tattered strip of cloth he was wearing on his head, the runes of elven magic flickered on it, and then vanished most of it, and the magical energy gathered into the assassin's eyes.

In order to hunt down and prevent himself from being attacked by the rangers, he didn't want to wait even for the three-minute duration of the invisibility potion!

There was the sound of the golem crashing to the ground in the distance, and it seemed that the dwarf was strong in martial arts, and he still needed the others and rats to continue to do it. Although it is nine times out of ten, there is also the possibility of overturning.

The most dangerous is the boss's side, the dwarf doesn't know what special abilities and spells he has, which is very scary.

The Assassin believed that he needed to quickly deal with the Ranger before supporting the Boss.

As he had predicted, the gnome first cautiously healed himself and then cast an invisibility spell. And the Boss, like the Assassin, also activated the invisible curiosity.

Then the white mist behind the dwarf's shoulders condensed into two wings, and he flew into the sky after dissolving the orb that was protecting him!

The half-orc assassin boss who couldn't chase down him could only call out on the ground in vain.

"Targetnya-bingung, tidak-dapat-memutuskan-apa-yang-harus-dilakukan is frustrated and overwhelmed!"

Thieves are only faster than others, and they are far inferior to other professions in terms of physical toughness and will.

The orc boss instantly fell into the philosophy of "who am I?", "Where am I?", "Where am I going?", "Who am I going to fight?", "How to fight?", crazy and gibberish, brandishing weapons and slashing at the air, completely unable to extricate himself.

The gnome snickered as he flew to his partner's side to support. Unable to see Thomas, he chose to support the dwarves.

When the gnomes arrived, the thieves and rats were gathering their morale in a dense formation, closing in on the menacing dwarves who had just defeated the golem.

"Anda-menggunakan-pesawat-terbang-shading-bahan-membuat-hantu-benar, objek-mungkin-menjadi-objek-atau-kekuatan-bidang-biologi, the shadow spell is better than the real!"

Instead of using rotten eggs as a spell casting ingredient like Kurgal, the gnome summons shadow energy and turns into a foul-smelling cloud that envelops it.

The dwarves, who were immensely strong and healthy, flashed out of the clouds, and the thieves and rats couldn't help but vomit with intense nausea.

Although the Great Trickster of the Gnomes is not a mage, but can only simulate the mage's control spells with shadow energy, it is enough to deal with thieves.

Therefore, the thieves are even more intimidated by the threat of Kurgal and dare not resist, after all, as long as the thieves can't sneak attack and kill the mage first, they will soon usher in a stream of control spells. Kurgal has been through a lot of battles so that he will not bombard him with the offensive spells that the thieves are good at dodging.

Control spells are actually more dangerous than damage spells, as either Warline or Drow Assassins can later pinch to death the thieves who have been stripped of their resistance than they can to kill chickens.

The dwarf instinctively wanted to stay at the edge of the cloud and mist to mend his sword, but the dwarf stopped him: "Go find the master first!"

Unable to heal his injuries, the dwarf moved his short legs and ran through the snow. The gnome lowers the flight altitude and heals him in high-speed flight.

There was a loud "boom, boom, boom!" in the distance, and the dwarf and the dwarf couldn't help but look happy: "Over there, he must be using gunpowder!"

The time for spells to fly was fast approaching, and the gnomes hurried forward, the last of them tumbling and landing in the snow.

"Oops, someone murdered me!" the dwarf rushed to his body and pulled out the hidden weapon with a cry. It was a black, translucent crystal with a sharp tip that looked like someone had just blown it off the subject with gunpowder.

A warm feeling came from his hand, which made him feel relaxed and immersed in it. When the dwarf woke up, he found that he had stuffed the bloodstained black ice into his pocket.

"Not good!" the dwarf looked into the distance, and in the dwarven ruins, the stone slabs and roofs in the distance were still covered with snow, but in the distance stood a huge piece of black ice several people tall that had been blown off, surrounded by fragments and spikes of black ice crystals. There were several round pits left by the blasting scattered on the ground, and smoke slowly rose from them.

There was a man at the edge of the pit, shrouded in shadows and black smoke, snorting and getting up.

"Sure enough, the explosion of gunpowder has little effect on the thieves!" the dwarf knew that something was wrong, and shouted: "Slorin, kill him!"

But the dwarf didn't respond, and the dwarf turned his head from side to side to find that the dwarf was picking up pieces of black ice from the ground.

"Slorin!" the gnome howled, "what are you doing?

The dwarf was awakened by his shouting, and his eyes finally passed over him, past the Assassin, and paused on the main mine of black ice.

"yes, I should have started digging the main mine. With a smirk, the dwarf dropped his beloved tomahawk, took out his prepared Adamantite Pickaxe, and staggered past the gnome like a zombie.

"It's not mining, it's killing the assassin!" the gnome grabbed his armor and staggered.

The dwarf looked at him suspiciously with lust-clouded eyes, and finally remembered that he was his friend, "Oh, Barnard, you want it too?" and handed him another handful.

"I'm not...... Oh yes, I'm here to dig for black ice. The dwarf wanted to point the target to him, but his eyes couldn't help but focus on the black ice.

A nezumi ran eagerly over and scurried to the main mine of black ice, revealing its big teeth.

The dwarf couldn't help laughing: "It's stupid, just like my ...... Who? Forget it......"

Other thieves and nezumi swarmed up to fight for the Black Ice. Those who were close to the dwarf were rammed out of several blood holes on the spot, and they were so frightened that they went around to the other side of the main mine.

Only the Shadow Demon Assassin, driven by the revenge of his murdered brother, wiped the blood from the black ice on his face, spat out the bruise with the smell of gunpowder, picked up another dagger that had been shaken off the ground, and took a posture towards the ranger who was huddled in the corner of the dwarven ruins.

"Sure enough, it didn't kill ......" In order to cover up the effect of gunpowder, Thomas did not escape the range himself, and the result of his life was to be blown half to death. The Assassin, who was at the center of the explosion, was able to find a safe area to fall before the explosion, but there were some seemingly serious wounds on his back and head.

Thomas pulled out the few knives he had left in his arms and flung them over. The Assassin instinctively dodged, but couldn't. Although the ranger's hands are weak, his skills are still sharp.

It's just that...... Under the effect of the spell to protect against ranged weapons, it was already a luxury for the throwing knife to even rub against the edge of the assassin's leather armor.

With no way to escape and no way to do anything, Thomas grabbed a long strip of black ice spikes on the ground, and prepared to resist to the end, regardless of the bleeding cut from the edges and corners of his hands.

In my brain, which had been dizzy from the injury and impact, I suddenly felt a burst of warmth and comfort.

His consciousness was hazy, as if he was about to fall asleep.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself standing in a busy metropolis.

Oh yes, this is Pudong New Area.

After graduating, he saved money and rented an attic that was hot in summer and ventilated in winter, and saved 300,000 yuan. In addition, my parents sold their assets in their hometown and took out loans, and finally scraped together enough money for a down payment in Shanghai.

Holding his hand and smiling was a lively and cheerful girl, in addition to being a little fat, her skin was also a little dark. People around her say that she has talked about many boyfriends, but he knows her inner weakness and innocence.

For the sake of the future of the two, the game on his computer has not been opened for a long time, which is simply incredible. He also knew that she had endured and given up a lot.

In the years after getting married, he flattered his superiors and bullied his subordinates, had no time to cook and could only eat takeout, and only had time to read novels and play games on the bus and subway every day when he commuted to and from work.

But finally I have the money to have a baby, so that my child can eat safe milk powder, and go to a good kindergarten in the future.

Kindergarten, Elementary, Junior High School, High School...... As the child grew up, he and her had quarrels, and even young girls had caused him to have different thoughts, but they didn't cheat after all......

What displeased him the most was that she didn't like cats!

......

There was a sharp pain in his chest, and Thomas swung the black ice in his hand and smashed it.

He shook his head, realizing a dagger in his chest, blue flames burning gently in his flesh. The assassin stood cautiously at a distance with another dagger in hand, ready to continue his attack.