After experiencing the worst defeat in his life, Holm has changed somewhat, but he has gone too far on the path of the Knight of the Dead Eye, and he can no longer choose other evil realms as a pillar like his former companions, after all, a single source can be promoted to the Knight of Scepter the fastest.

As for the Black Scepter of the Seven Sins, Dismaster, is a bit special, he inherits the evil bloodline from the demon ancestor from the bottomless abyss, and he is also one of the few gods and demons in the underworld who can spread his black wings.

This is how the world is full of all kinds of injustice, and it is precisely because of this that the hand of justice has fallen. Holm raised his left hand lightly, and the blinding curse instantly snatched Aldrich's eyes.

He knew that this was only temporary, and the white knight, who had an extremely high level of faith, would soon break free and regain his vision. The Dead-Eyed Knight remembered the loss he had just suffered, and once again confronted Aldrich, who was proficient in blind combat, and he was ready to use the gadget of the alchemist Diffus.

After the apprenticeship Black Knight strangled the nezumi bomber sappers, he left behind a lot of thin-skinned iron-shelled eggs that did not deflagrate, and due to the characteristics of the unstable compound, no one knew when they would attack.

With the help of the evil sword's Scarlet Eye, Holm quickly jumped to the side of a half-cut rat soldier, tied to the iron shell of the belt, gently picked it up, and used its soft force to send it to Aldrich who was rapidly approaching.

The tip of his nose seemed to smell the smell of dangerous flames, and it was too late to dodge, Terris stood still, the thick blade of the blunt-headed heavy sword resting on his shoulder, and squatted sideways to resist.

"Hmmm...... Boom!" Violent explosions sent a wave of air, fragments of armor were swept away by the storm, the dome of the gloomy palace trembled, and pinches of sand and mud fell between the cracks in the masonry.

This Dead-Eyed Knight is a quick learner, not a veteran black knight, unlike his semi-undead who has lost most of his pain, even if my body is armored, it can't resist the power of this weakened version of the Goblin Bomb, it hurts!"

Before the smoke had cleared, a figure burst out of the dust, and Aldrich, who had not yet regained his sight, quickly approached Holm, his face with silver-white lines, as if he were wearing a hideous beast helmet.

The Dead-Eyed Knight laughed, spitting out a scarlet tongue like a drink of blood, an evil charm on the tip of his tongue, a skeleton with a pitch-black crossbone covering his mouth, emitting a strange yellow light that instantly hit Aldrich's throat, and then Holm's secret hole card blocked the Lion King's roar.

This is not the curse of the Dead Eye Knight's body, in addition to the contract elemental envoy, is he also a silent warlock among the spellbreakers, the senior black knight really can't be underestimated, and the hole cards are simply endless. However, I also have my own skills that I haven't shown. ’

Aldrich Tris raised his feet and used the power of the Violent Bear to slam the ground, even without the cooperation of the dark horse Hayes, he alone could barely perform the war trampling.

The invisible wave of air spread around, and Holm, who was overconfident, was about to watch the frustrated look of the white knight unable to use a loud attack, and for a while he couldn't dodge being hit by the battlefield knight's skill, and the strength of the rapid sweep destroyed the balance of his body, and the Dead Eye Knight fell to the ground like a lightning strike, and the strong dizziness made him let out a shameful snort, like a drunken suckling pig.

With sore eyes and tears pouring down his eyes, Aldridge regained a little sight with both hands in the air and raised his blunt-headed heavy sword, without any fancy skill, with the crushing power of the violent bear, this blow would take the life of the Dead-Eyed Knight, who could not dodge.

When death strikes, Holm's survival instinct causes Holm to seize every opportunity around him that can save him.

The Scarlet Eye of the Evil Sword has used up the 'Rain Dance' once a day, and now it can't move at all. The bloodthirsty aura could have been opened, but Aldrich didn't have any wounds on his body that could be exploited. A feeling of despair enveloped the Dead-Eyed Knight, his hands sliding rapidly around him, a familiar and unfamiliar touch that made Holm smile reassuringly.

Two thin-skinned iron-clad eggs filled with unstable compounds, faster than Aldrich's sword, slammed squarely into the sharp blades. Even if he dies, the Dead-Eyed Knight has to pull a cushion, not to mention that he has a bloodthirsty evil sword, as long as he avoids the vital point, he can recover again.

One goblin bomb was slashed by Aldrich on the spot before it could explode, while the other was on the verge of exploding, and after a slight impact, it immediately bloomed into a brilliant flower of evil.

Not inferior to the impact of the war trampling, he crushed the lying Dead-Eyed Knight Holm into the stone slab, with his half-undead incarnation body as the core, radiating cobweb-like cracks around him, as for Aldrich Triss, he was only blown back a few steps back by the storm, and the already tattered armor fell apart, and the chain mail and fur cushions inside were blown into silk by the cracked wind, and they fell behind him one after another, revealing a metallic chest.

Of course, Holm, who had lost his eyes, could not see this scene, but the extraordinary perception that extended from the source of decadence, after touching Aldrich, quickly returned as if he was badly injured, and issued him a stern warning. The opponent's body seems to have undergone some unknown transformation, from an opponent who can compete with moves, to a giant lion of Nemea.

No, those old guys can't leave the constellation, otherwise the suspended hourglass will quickly return to their eternally young lives, perhaps the agent of the will, the disciple of the inheritance of one and a half moves. Damn, after a hundred years of silence, the zodiac corona is moving again. This information should be told to the Black Scepter quickly. ’

The Dead-Eyed Knight retreated from an unrivaled opponent, but the source of his arrogance, like a stacked chain shackles, held him firmly in place, unable to move.

A metal body like a titan god, walking step by step with the aura of destruction, if anything can override the source of faith, Holm may not hesitate to say that nothing in the world can shake it, but now the real and strong breath of death violently shakes the pillars of the spiritual world.

The arrogant look finally faded from the face of the Dead-Eyed Knight, and he had a first taste of panic, and released all seven curses on Aldrich's body, but the Knight of Tris, who had entered the transcendent state, was completely immune to these tricks that could not be put on the table, and his steps were like the ancient beast mammoth, and his legs as thick as stone pillars overwhelmed Holm's proud waist with the harsh aura of crushing the glacier.

The Dead Eye Knight's spiritual defense line suddenly collapsed, and the scarlet eye of the evil sword let out a mournful hiss, extremely dissatisfied with the master's self-collapse without a fight, and called the atmospheric spirit again with the contract alone, blooming a jagged arc of lightning on the blade.

Aldrich, who was holding Fan Tie, struck a few points of resistance from the evil sword, and the powerful thundersaw tore a few scorched black strips on his chest, but he reached out and stroked it a few times, like wiping away the gray smoke from the glass, leaving no trace.

Holm is worthy of the veteran Dead Eye Knight, got rid of Aldrich's momentum, and rebuilt several spiritual defenses with the secondary sources of self-confidence, vanity, and pride that extended from 'arrogance', and regained his sanity in an instant, he used both hands and feet, plus the help of his shoulder blades, and instantly got out of the sight of the terrible white knight, ignoring the black knight who stayed at the bottom of the master tower, and rushed to the scavenger guild that was waiting for him.

"Don't get in the way!" Holm, who was in a hurry, his seven curses could not deal with Aldrich, but it was invincible to greet these ordinary people.

The chaos of the crowd in an instant restored the confidence of the Dead-Eye Knight, and the main source took the opportunity to recover a lot, which further strengthened his determination to achieve a new goal.

Aldrich, who was chasing after him, quickly narrowed the distance between the two sides, and Holm, who had regained his composure, used the ordinary people around him who had temporarily lost their vision and were weak and screaming in fright, as weapons and shields, using the White Knight's mercy to the extreme, so that he could not spare his hands to clean him up for a while.

After the surrounding area fell into complete chaos, the Dead-Eyed Knight fled without hesitation, and even Aldrich did not grasp the opportunity to return to normalcy and show a tired face, leaving the kingdom of bones and thorns and fleeing to the base camp.

By the time the Knight of Tris avoided all obstacles and chased him down the dimly lit alleyway outside, he had lost track of Holm and had no choice but to return to his place to appease the cursed scavengers.

Ignoring the trivialities of cleaning up the gloomy palace, Aldrich returned to the surface the same way with the frightened official members and scavengers.

Perhaps due to the lack of a source, the curse released by the Dead Eye Knight was valid for a shorter period of time than usual, and most of the people had successfully regained their sight before they reached the Black Cat Tavern, which temporarily served as a union headquarters.

A false alarm really makes the feel-good members angry, but the sewers, which have become unfamiliar, are no longer safe places to come and go at will.

"At least until I go down and make sure for myself, no one can go alone. Aldrich saw the bad signs and warned him seriously.

Because of his superior force and the composure that he led everyone out of danger in the chaos just now, Aldrich's voice was absolutely authoritative in this newly formed adventurer's guild, so no one dared to oppose it to his face, and whether there was anyone gossiping behind his back was another matter.

Seeing that it was still early, in order to calm people's hearts, Aldrich immediately discussed with the person in charge of the tavern and arranged for everyone to take a warm and warm bath, and by the way, change into dry clothes. Taking advantage of this free time, the Black Cat Tavern has prepared a lunch that is not so rich, but it can definitely feed everyone's hungry stomach.

Pureed fish offal soup with ginger and chili pepper to enhance the smell, thick slices of overnight black bread baked in the oven for a crispy texture, a large spoonful of the leftover sauce from the fried fish steak on each plate, and steamed croquettes made from flour and vegetable stalks in a large pot to make a milky white hot soup.

Invite everyone to drink another round of ale wine, and even if there is more resentment, it will come to naught in the process of pushing the cup and changing the lamp. Aldrich himself ate his lunch on a plate, not much different from a union member, the only difference being that he brought so much business to the tavern, and the person in charge added an extra roasted onion.

In the afternoon, everyone was looking for a place to rest, but Aldrich took everything he had learned and contacted the buyer non-stop. Thanks to the fact that he is not yet free from the Night Watchman, both the flea market manager and the pawn shop appraiser have given him enough face and eaten most of the 'rags'.

Calculating today's harvest and removing the tavern's expenses, Aldrich was pleased to find a slight surplus, and his brow furrowed, and he had high hopes for the scavengers' union.

Personal profit is secondary, and the establishment of one's own power is the real goal, which cannot be seen in a short time, but he estimates that about ten official members will choose to approach within a month, which is the first step to success.

The white knight, which has become rare nowadays, is able to attract a group of people to get close to it by virtue of impartiality. After all, the current Eastwood City, whether it is a nobleman, a merchant, or a bigwig in the underworld, pursues a zero-sum game, and the winner has an exclusive possession, not to mention eating meat, and even the soup does not leak a little for the people below.

I'm here to change this subtle dark rule, and a win-win situation is the right way to benefit oneself and others. Aldrich weighed the silver and copper in his purse, and according to the rules decided in advance, paid half of the daily wage to all the members of the union.