At eight o'clock, in the slums, two figures in coarse cloth cloaks walked into a dilapidated tavern.

A wonderful farce was going on in the tavern, a drunken man with a flushed face and a gray-bearded dwarf were swearing at each other, most of the tavern chairs were smashed, everyone except the tavern owner was elated, they shouted loudly in a circle, shook the bottle in their hands vigorously, and from time to time they coaxed to help curse, and the gambling about the fight had begun, so that the tavern was filled with a strong smell of alcohol and sweat.

Tarrant under the cloak raised the brim of his hat slightly, and observed the people around him, most of them were from the slums, but not at the two tables in the corner, which could be distinguished from the clothes, a warrior, a thief and a priest sat at a table on the left, and a dwarven warrior, a shooter and a mage at the table on the right, Tarrant lowered the brim of his hat, "Let's go up." ”

The second floor of the tavern was not for the sale of liquor, but for a more ancient and sinful business. The woman who was almost naked waited at the top of the stairs, wriggling her fat body to wink at every potential customer, Tarrant didn't look up, and went straight to the innermost room on the second floor, which was a utility room with some tools, only those who had been here a long time ago knew that there was a passage to the roof at the top of that room, and now there was no rope in sight because of the pile.

The door was locked, and Tarrant couldn't turn the handle, he remembered that the room had never been locked before. There was a low moan from the next room, some kind of furniture creaked, and the door seemed to shake. The two looked at each other in embarrassment, and Tarrant leaned against the door, grabbed the door frame and pushed it back hard, and the whole door opened with the door frame, and a musty smell rushed towards him.

"Do you remember here?" Catrina followed Tarrant into the room, the layout of which remained largely unchanged.

"It's like I just came here yesterday", Tarrantra lowered his cloak and looked into the corner of the ceiling, several dilapidated cabinets stacked on top of each other until they reached the ceiling, "When I was a child, I had to put on a table to pull it", he took the cabinet above, a faded thick rope swung in the air, "Look, it's exactly the same, except for the height", Tarrant pinched the rope and pulled hard.

Accompanied by the staircase, a large cloud of white powder fell from the ceiling, and Tarrant was sprinkled all over, and the dust inhaled into his nose made him sneeze hard, and Katrina laughed and mocked, "It's not the same, they must have not cleaned it for a long time." ”

Tarrant patted the dust off his body, "This room is as forgotten as our memory", he stepped on the stairs and held out his hand to invite, "It's still sturdy, please, ma'am." ”

Katrina let him hold hands and walk up the stairs, making a gurgling sound between the two pieces of wood, and she carefully pushed the planks of the roof open, a dark blue scroll unfolding overhead.

A warm night, there is no wind, the moon hangs in the air and becomes the protagonist of the night, surrounded by a few points of starlight. Katrina leaned on Tarrant's shoulder, "What are we going to do when the Angel of Feathers appears?"

"It depends", Tarrant's hand rested lightly on Katrina's shoulder.

Just as the two of them enjoyed the rare space of their own space, a voice rang out on the other end of the roof: "Hey, man, watch out for the impact." ”

Tarrant hurriedly let go of his hand, he had already looked at the roof when he came up, there was no one, but now he saw a man in black leather armor squatting in the other corner of the roof, his heart made him a little excited, "When did you come up." ”

The man yawned boredly, "Man, I came up first," he pointed down the stairs on the second floor, "If only I knew there was such a staircase, I almost didn't fall down from the window on the second floor." ”

The edge of the eaves on the second floor was about a meter from the window, and it was he who turned up, it should be a stalker, he had just sneaked on the roof, and Tarrant walked towards him, "What is worth the risk of you turning up, it looks like you plan to stay overnight." ”

"Just like you," the man smiled and leaned on the tiles, "the stars look so romantic tonight, no, no, the moon seems to be more beautiful, it's not been so round for a long time, and you can see the flaws on it." ”

"Like us?" Tarrant couldn't determine what the man really meant.

"Feather Angel, he didn't show up last night, he will definitely come tonight, how are you going to catch him?" the man winked at Tarrant.

It's someone from the Bounty Organization, Tarrant asked, "How many times have you failed to the Feathered Angel?"

The man turned his head coldly to look up at the sky, and the feeling of salt on the wound was not pleasant, "Damn, there will be a harvest today!" He didn't speak again for a long time, as if he had entered a realm of thought.

"I didn't say it," Tarrant said back to Katrina, "it's a stalker." "Since the bounty organization has arranged so much manpower, why would it let the feather angel escape, there is only one possibility, the feather angel is very familiar with the situation in the slums.

On the opposite side of Tarrant, on a roof hundreds of meters away, a black figure appeared, he was carrying a bag, looking at the movements, it seemed that he was wearing a mask, feathered angel!

The sound echoed through the slums, and the streets quickly poured out of the slums, who now looked forward to this moment every night, and even the crowds of people in the tavern rushed out to find the voice of the feathered angel.

The feather angel took out a handful of gold coins and swayed them into the street at his feet, the crowd rushed into a ball, they screamed and pushed each other, this qiē made the feather angel get psychological satisfaction, he took two steps back and then jumped to another roof, and took out a handful of gold coins and threw them out, the gold coins rained down the street, making a pleasant sound of "clanging".

"There are too many crazy people in this world", the man on the roof heard the movement, walked to Tarrant's side, and watched the Feather Angel's every move, "We fight every day for those gold coins, and he throws them all out, and those who trample on the gold coins will be punished!" He jumped out with all his might, landed steadily on the street below, and ran in the direction of the Feather Angel.

This stalker's movements and speed are very neat, not like the kind of loser who will miss lightly, Tarrant looked at his back and muttered, "Feather Angel, how the hell did you escape." ”

Katrina was ready to cast a spell, and when she saw that the stalker had already acted, she also jumped into action, "Tarrant, what do we do?"

"Wait," Tarrant squatted down, "see how the Feathered Angels escaped, and summarize their failures." ”

Catrina glanced at Tarrant, and saw that he was sitting leisurely on the roof, still unwilling, and the feathered angel on the opposite side had already jumped over several rooftops and threw down countless gold coins, and the streets below were crowded with people, and from time to time some people cheered "Long live the feathered angel!", but several of them pushed aside the crowd and rushed to the position of the feathered angel, they didn't care about the gold coins under their feet at all. For Catharina, who doesn't have much actual combat experience, she has been infected by the atmosphere of the street at this time, and a kind of head-to-head confrontation with the Feather Angel sprouts in her heart, "He has been surrounded, I'm afraid he won't be able to run." ”

"If he is caught like this, he will not make headlines for Sant", in fact, Tarrant is also very suspicious, after the bounty hunter goes upstairs, the Feathered Angel will not be able to escape, and at this time, a dwarven warrior has kicked open the door of the house at the Feathered Angel's feet.

The Feathered Angel shouted unrestrainedly, "Come and get the money!" He pulled out a large handful of gold coins and threw them out, and when the warrior appeared behind him, he still laughed arrogantly, "Come and get me", he faced the warrior and stepped back until the edge of the roof, the crowd boiled at his feet, the Feathered Angel threw his pocket out in the distance, and the crowd followed the bag to another street, and the street under his feet was empty.

The warrior rushed over with his axe, and the Feathered Angel waved goodbye contemptuously, and he fell straight back.

When the warrior rushed to the eaves and looked down, there was no sign of the feathered angel on the street, nothing but the traces left by the mocking crowd just now, and he shouted to the rest of his teammates: "Gone, be careful!"

Tarrant didn't see the process of the feathered angel's disappearance, but when he saw what was happening on their roof, he fell into deep thought, and Catrina on the side looked very surprised: "What happened? How did it disappear?"

"Of course it's not disappearing, it may be stealth", only this possibility, the feather angel can sneak quickly, as long as the eyes leave the feather angel, he can quickly blend into the surrounding environment and get rid of tracking.

The streets on both sides of the house were blocked, Tarrant recognized it as the tavern table, the archer on the right side of the street took out white powder from his pocket and sprinkled it at the intersection, passing by here would definitely step on the footprints, the mage on the left cast the True Vision, both sides were blocked, they were very experienced in dealing with stalkers, the middle section was blocked by a low house Tarrant couldn't see it, he waited for the sound of battle to come from there.

After about three minutes, the three captors came out of the street disappointed and fell short.

Impossible! Tarrant's first consciousness, the sneaker will slow down his movement, and the two people blocking the road will block the route for the first time, if the feather angel is using stealth, time does not allow it, the mage has a true vision, and he can't use other obstruction methods, how can he disappear in such a short time, unless he flies, Tarrant scanned the night sky, as quiet as just now, there was nothing.

Katrina pointed to the house where the Feathered Angel had disappeared, "Tarrant, is that old Joey's house?"

Old Joey Tarrant carefully discerned the house, which was more dilapidated than the surrounding houses, and it was indeed Old Joey's house, and Old Joey was an alcoholic, a good-for-nothing drunkard, and he was so drunk all day long that his mind never cleared up, and he never locked the door, because he had nothing in the house. "Yes, it's his family, so ......"

When they were young, they had several strongholds in the slums, and the old Joey's house was one of them, because he had a manhole cover in front of his house that led to the sewers, which were the city's network of connections to any corner of the city.

"Will it go down the sewers?" Catrina stared carefully at the street over there, and there was indeed no sign of the Feathered Angel.

"Chances are, the average adventurer wouldn't think of taking that disgusting passage, and the Feathered Angel is a thief, and he will use all the methods he thinks of to get out of the way, and the bounties ignore the sewers", Tarrant agreed, and only this explanation was the most plausible at the moment, the sewer in front of Old Joey's house was a three-way street, leading to the business district, Outside the city and the dock area, the dock area is the least likely, the waste is discharged directly into the river after the sewer leads there, if the feather angel goes in that direction, once the back road is blocked, he can only jump into the river, considering the location of the feather angel's crime, Tarrant thinks that the most likely is the direction of the business district.

"Look, over there," Katrina pointed in the other direction.

Following her direction, you can see a man in black leather armor chasing a man in a cloak, too far away to see only a vague back, when chasing to a junction, the man in the cloak stepped on a basket and jumped on the low roof, the black leather armor jumped up and grabbed the eaves on the side of the road and turned over on the roof, the distance between the two was no more than 10 meters.

Seeing the Feathered Angel again, Catrina exclaimed excitedly, "It's them, the Stalker standing here just now has discovered the Feathered Angel!" She seems to think of the black-armored Stalker as her own.

A chase scene opened on the roof of the slum, the feather angel jumped over several roofs in a row, and the tracker behind was still biting, at this distance, the feather angel didn't have time to sneak, and the two were competing with each other. If they continue, the Feather Angel will definitely be caught, the others are coming, the Feather Angel must have some way to escape again, Tarrant looked at the direction they were heading, to catch the Feather Angel, he had to judge his route in advance, would he continue to use the sewer, Tarrant remembered that there was an entrance not far in front of them.

The two figures on the roof flashed left and right, crossing various obstacles, but the distance remained unchanged at all, in the stalemate, the black leather armor took out a dagger from his arms and threw it at the back of the feather angel, the feather angel's cloak shook and knocked the dagger down, although it was a momentary action still made the distance between the two close two steps, the feather angel seemed to be overwhelmed, and the speed was slowly slowing down.

"It's going to be caught!" Catrina looked at the more and more thrilling chase, her expression was stern, a bit like the expression when studying magic, Tarrant couldn't help but laugh "poof", "No, the feathered angel must have prepared a trap." ”

The distance between the two of them was no more than four steps, just when the black leather armor reached out to grab the cloak, the feathered angel untied the cloak, the inertia caused the cloak to fly like a net towards the black leather armor, covering his face, and a few more steps to the edge of the roof, he stopped urgently, when he pulled off the cloak, the feathered angel disappeared, and his laughter echoed in the street.

Sure enough, it was that location, the sewer entrance in Tarrant's memory, there was a crossroads below, leading to the business district, Hongdu District, outside the city or back, the leather-armored man turned over and jumped off the roof, he must have known that the feather angel walked down the sewer, and being able to force the feather angel to appear again has proved that he knows the way to escape the feather angel.

When it came to the sewers, it was difficult to catch the feathered angel's team of dozens of people, there were many dark passages in all directions, and Taranta grabbed Katrina's hand, "The show is over, let's go down." Her hands were a little cold, and Tarrant took them in her big hand and shared her body temperature with Katrina.

Katrina obediently followed behind, "We didn't do anything", the first mission ended hastily, she wanted to show her hand, but she ended up sitting and watching the play, very unwilling, "Come back tomorrow?" There is no such passionate scene in the research institute, and all her thoughts are thinking about how to catch the feather angel.

"Let's go down and see if there will be any changes to the sewers in the city", Tarrant helped Katrina back to the second floor, "The sewers are also our turf, and we won't lose to him." ”

There was a manhole cover on the street behind the tavern kitchen, and when no one was around, Tarrant lifted the manhole cover and jumped down, the smell of the sewer was diffused, fortunately, there was no methane in the stench, and Tarrant beckoned Katrina to jump off.

Facing the sewers of the black hole, it makes people wonder how she had the courage to play in that kind of place when she was a child, Katrina covered her nose and jumped down carefully, after Tarrant covered the manhole cover, the whole field of vision was pitch black, except for the stench of gagging and gagging , even the trace of her partner could not be found, Catrina was a little panicked, the pure dark environment made it difficult for her to breathe, she listened carefully to her surroundings, hoping to hear the sound but afraid to hear the sound, and finally, Catrina couldn't help but softly exclaimed: "Tarrant?" The sound startled herself, and she leaned back against the wall.

"Katrina, don't be afraid, I'll prepare torches", Tarrant was next to her, after covering the manhole cover, Tarrant had used the magic night vision of the badge, there was no ready-made torch in the spirit pattern bag, it could only be taken locally, there were animal remains at Tarrant's feet, it could be a big mouse, Tarrant flipped it with his foot, it had been dead for a long time, some distance from the ditch, it would not be too damp, Tarrant leaned over to find an object that could be used as a handle.

Katrina on the side was tormented in the dark, she didn't know what was happening, she only heard Suosuo's movement, and she couldn't help but lean in fear towards the place where Tarrant spoke just now, "Tarrant, okay?"

"Right now", Tarrant simply pulled out his sword, stabbed the wreckage on the ground, took out a small bottle of pine resin liquid from the spirit pattern bag and poured it on the wreckage, and then felt out the flint and rubbed it against the wall, after several efforts, the flint finally drew a spark on the wall, and the spark splashed on the improvised torch and quickly ignited the pine resin, and the wreckage was surrounded by dark yellow flames.

The darkness was dispelled several meters away, and Katrina almost threw herself behind Tarrant, visibly terrified.

Tarrant leaned sideways against the wall and took a step, "Katrina, be careful, it's slippery here." ”

Catrina followed Tarrant's movements, and also walked slowly against the wall, "Where are we going?"

"Old Joey's home, the stalker on the roof, has already thought of the Feather Angel's escape route, I think he should have set a trap in the sewers, there is no reason for the Feather Angel to leave so easily and go there to see the situation. ”

Only a few dozen meters away from Old Joey's home, the two of them quickly reached a three-way junction along the straight sewer, where the feathered angel disappeared for the first time. There are wet footprints on the ground, Tarrant compares the distance and size of the two footprints, belongs to the same person, the pace is on the large side, it should be running, it must be the feather angel jumped down in a hurry, and it got into the ditch, the ambush person will not get wet, so it will reveal the flaw, although it is not obvious in the dark environment.

There may be traps nearby, and it's hard to dodge traps in this environment, and bounties can be used to make good use of that. Tarrant crouched down, his torch pressed against the ground, and in a depression in the wall, he found a small black trap, but there were no sharps on it, no smell.

Catrina also saw a rough look by the firelight, she had never seen anything like this before, and asked curiously, "What is it?"

"The trigger, not a physical trap, must have had magical energy", the torch swept over the wall, there was no trace of burning, explosion, freezing, etc., two possibilities, one, the trap is an ice arrow, an acid arrow or an aerosol, will-type spell, two, The trap was lifted before it worked, both possibilities are relatively small, if it is a small spell or aerosol trap, it is difficult to hit or take effect even if it is triggered during the feather angel sprinting, and the will trap may be effective for the companions chasing behind, as for the second possibility, the feather angel also dismantled the trap in a hurry to escape, and the chance is even slimmer.

"Do they still work?" said Katrina, who had not studied the mechanisms.

"It's useless, it's been lifted, let's take a look", Tarrant raised his torch and continued walking.

The two of them didn't speak, and there was no sound in the sewers except for the occasional dripping of water, and the light of the torches only allowed them to see about 5 meters ahead, and beyond that, they could only see more darkness. Tarrant remembered a saying: With the light, you will experience more darkness, and that is exactly what it is now.

Click.

There was movement, and Tarrant was sensitive to the wall, and he held Catrina with his right hand, telling her to keep quiet against the wall as well.

Click, another sound, can't tell the direction.

In a place like the sewers, there was no telling if there would be any monsters, and Tarrant's sword-wielding hand cautiously reached forward.

This time it was clearer, and Tarrant looked horrified, and his voice seemed to come from the wall behind him......