Many of the Night Watchmen were scrambling through their equipment, and when they had just enjoyed supper, they thought they were all in the way and piled them together, and they were all delayed by these trivial matters.

Aldridge turned around and greeted him, not looking at the knights around him who had not yet completed their rearmament, and rushed out of the tavern first, and Captain Rufer West reacted immediately, and then ran out with his legs.

"What's going on?" the loud voice overwhelmed the noisy crowd in the streets, seeing the Night Watchman, who usually didn't give a good face, but these people regarded Aldrich Triss as their only support.

"Lord Knight, there is a thief who stole the wallet, and the owner found out and stabbed him, and he was stabbed in the heart, and he couldn't live now. "There was a mercenary-turned-businessman, who stood up from the crowd and explained despite the blood splattered on the spot.

"Where are the people?" the knight of Triss held the hilt of his sword with his right hand, and immediately ran in the direction of the man's finger, rubbing and turning over many good deeds along the way, and reaping ears full of complaints.

'The murderer and the Crimson aura are one and the same, are they the inhabitants of the dark world?'

"Don't chase!" Rufer West slowed down, and when he hurried to the Amber Avenue, the newly recruited knight with the sword was already far away, and he could only see his back quietly disappearing in the dark alley.

The Night Watchmen, who had arrived outside with their gear neatly equipped, tacitly separated the crowd to protect the seriously injured and dying victims, and when they began to look for eyewitnesses to provide clues, the crowd dispersed everywhere they went, as if they were carrying a deadly plague and could not escape.

Even the merchant who had instructed Aldrich Triss to hunt down the assailant had quietly walked away now, right under the nose of Rufer West, and all this made the veteran captain of the Night Watchman very tired.

Aldrich let go of his speed and quickly caught up with his real vision, and the other party noticed the sound of heavy footsteps getting closer and closer behind him, and instead of taking the straight road, he walked through the complicated alleys, trying to shake off the pursuers with a maze of blocks.

This trick didn't work. The knights kept closing the distance between them, the dimly lit alleys didn't bother him, and his body instinctively avoided obstacles before colliding with them, a skill he had acquired from his wild revival while hunting in the Whispering Forest.

'Oops!' The alley full of debris has not shaken off the pursuers, could it be that he is the ace of the Dark Police Department, the Night Knight with a glimmer vision, our natural enemy. ’

When Musk, a veteran thief with the title of 'Shadow Hand' in the underworld, looked down and pondered, Aldrich took the opportunity to close the distance between them again, and he heard the sound of heavy breathing not far behind him, and the cold hairs on his body suddenly stood in horror.

It is said that many seniors were planted in their hands, but I didn't expect it to be so strong. They have a characteristic, the more people form a battle formation, the more powerful it is, as for only one person now, I believe that with my ability and this pit viper fragment can be defeated, or even killed on the spot. Wait a minute, he can catch up with me with his feet alone, and he will definitely not wear armor, at most only leather armor, which means that there is no protection. ’

Musk was overjoyed and deliberately ran into a desperate road with only one entrance and exit with his head down, and then realized that it was a point of no return and let out a strange cry in panic, slowing down his pace so as not to crash into the wall, in an attempt to lower the vigilance of his pursuers.

Aldrich was indeed fooled by him at first, but when he saw the increase in the concentration of the scarlet aura in his real vision, he immediately understood that this was a cunning prey acting, and held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, ready to strike with his backhand sword at any time.

"Hah!" the thief who was walking in the shadows approached the high wall, raised his right foot and stepped on it, and kicked his leg hard, and even forcibly stored the momentum into a counterattack, and stabbed the pursuer in the heart with both hands holding the dagger of the black blade.

"Sonorous!" the sound of gold and iron resonated, Aldrich, who had already prepared, held the sword with his backhand, struck from the bottom up, avoided the edge of the opponent's sharp weapon, slashed the blade, shook it off the ground, and constantly rotated in mid-air, and even the grip hit the wall with a pop.

The Knight's half-body armor left Shadow Warrior Musk speechless, which was really unexpected. The fact that a standard longsword worth only ten silver deleks cheaply struck away the fragments of the legendary weapon that he had spent most of his wealth to buy was beyond the wildest of the Dark World's veteran thieves' expectations.

After a brief period of astonishment, Shadow Hand Musk calmed down his overly agitated mood, and dense blue-black particles suddenly appeared on his slender and slender white hands, which instantly blurred and spread, darkening the skin of both hands and approaching the surrounding environment.

Aldrich's true vision saw the evil scarlet aura embedded in the high walls, but in the body of the thin man not far in front of him, a source unique to the dark world surged into his body.

'Shadow Force!'

"Boom!" the mysterious hands that could not be found were staggered like a pair of sharp scissors, slashing off the handle of the Night Watchman's standard sword.

Two soft, boneless hands are like poisonous vipers that didn't hit me just now, and now they don't have a chance. Aldrich threw the hilt of his sword into his opponent's chest, and as soon as he was free, he was swept away by a spiral of whiplash.

He took half a step forward, then pulled back, feeling a sharp blade on his forehead, a little uncomfortable, and smiled absently, "As expected, the opponent's longest attack range has been tested. ’

The smile on the face of Knight Aldrich Triss made the shadow hand Musk angry and angry, and he took a step forward, the other party was extremely alert, but he only used a simple sideways turn to avoid the powerful "snake bite", and the smile on his face was slightly retracted, and it became a daily etiquette indifference.

'Oh no! he won't find out my secret. When did the Night Watchman have this character, they just pretended to patrol at night, and in fact, we were only confronted by the Dark Police Department. ’

"Hah!" Shadow Hand Musk paused heavily, stepped on the hard dirt paved with coarse sand of gravel, and lifted the large canopy of gravel forward, then lowered his body, almost close to the ground, and suddenly launched a shadow attack.

Under the elbow and armpit, Aldrich, who had already taken precautions, covered the front of him with a cloak cut from coarse linen curtain cloth, adjusted the rhythm of his breathing, and slapped his hands to penetrate the force, aiming at the opponent's shoulder.

"Crackling", the rapid sound of a burst of rain hitting the terracotta, and the sand and gravel of the big canopy were all blocked by the cloak.

"Boom! Boom!" Two crisp sounds, Shadow Hand Musk dislocated on the spot, and if it hadn't been for the whipping trial, he almost couldn't help but exhale in pain.

He knelt on one leg to keep his balance, coughing and slowly standing up, his internal organs were not lightly injured, but for the first time a smug smile appeared on his face, his opponent was unaware of the attack of the power of the shadow, and the black and white bust chest was crisscrossed with two criss-crossing slash marks, like a cross sword wound.

"Whew!" Aldrich let out a breath of turbidity, and the power of the shadows that pierced through the armor weakened slightly, leaving scars on the front and back of the beast's minions, and although they had been stripped away with a single force, they still caused a lot of injuries to the body.

Knight Triss quickly reached out his hands, lifted his opponent's jaw, and then knocked him to the ground with a single palm.

"How is it possible that you are not injured at all, and you are still in your full prime?" a shrill voice came, as if the snake whisperer spoke in a hissing and strange tone.

Aldrich didn't want to pay attention to him, picked up the cloak and wrapped the other party's dangerous hands one after the other, wrapping them tightly, like a mummy unique to the desert countries, and tied a dead knot in his hand.

Finish off the battle by taking out the thieves walking in the shadows in the dimly lit alley, now it's time to clean up the battlefield and reap the loot, the Knight of Tris grabs the cracks in the wall and climbs up, his right hand clenched into a fist into the broken bricks, and takes out the evil scarlet aura, a black-bladed dagger covered in fine serpentine patterns.

Jumping down slightly, holding the handle as it was not abnormal, Aldrich felt a biting chill before he could get close to his fingers, and when he actually touched it, the fine snake lines seemed to come alive.

In the real vision, a coiled swamp pit viper suddenly appeared, suddenly woke up from its deep sleep, opened its dark green eyes, and the spear-like snake head jumped up, opening its fangs to choose people to devour.

'Vision!' Can affect the unique vision that interferes with the extension of my spiritual pillar, could it be that this dagger is lodged with an ancient evil spirit?'

"This sharp weapon is a bit old! The knife lines left by thousands of folds and forgings are worth a lot of money alone. Yes, yes! Allow me to laugh unceremoniously. Anyway, the standard longsword had been damaged, and the cowhide scabbard had to play some role, so Aldrich put the sword into the sheath and pinned it to his waist with great agility under the angry eyes of the other party.

"Where is the owner's purse, let me find it?" Knight Triss turned the thief over and over, even lifting it upside down and swaying it up and down, until he finally heard the sound of the purse falling to the ground with a "clang". Then pick up the hilt and the broken blade, and if you return to the furnace, it will still be worth a few dollars, and it can't be easily wasted.

"You have the ability to steal money, but you don't need to raise a knife to be discovered, that dagger is very vicious, presumably the poor owner's life is difficult to protect, and you can't escape the punishment of the ring!"

The internal organs of the shadow hand Musk's body were stirred up by infiltration, and he was tossed by the Night Watchman, which was equivalent to injury on injury, and now he was squeezed by him, and he couldn't even say anything to defend himself.

"Don't be convinced, pull out the sharp claws, you are just a rat wolf that has just changed its teeth, combat is not your forte, go head-to-head, my sword will cut off your head in three moves. ”

Aldrich grabbed him by the neck, pinched the back of his neck and stood up, and walked back and forth, turning a few intersections until he saw the dim lights of the Amber Boulevard.

"How did you get your shadow power? Didn't the disembodied Shadow King fall silent for a century?"

This question tickled the Shadow Hand Musk, who deliberately threatened the other party: "The erosion of money, the darkness of the human heart, has revived our Lord, and we have prepared enough blood and sacrifices to beg Him to come again." ”

Aldrich immediately slapped him in the face: "It seems that you are not a core member, falling into silence is just a pretext for temptation, and the end of that one is a complete fall." ”

Walking out of the dim alley, Knight Triss exerted his right hand to stun the veteran thief of this dark world, lest he talk too much and cause unnecessary trouble.