Volume I, Chapter Twenty-Three: A Cunning Victory

Gold Coins and Dreams.

There was a loud bang, and a large hole was opened in the window on the second floor, and a powerful dark red fighting qi flew out, blocking the way of the black cloak chasing Mick.

"Someone is here again?!"

The black cloak had fierce eyes, she was desperate, she didn't retreat or dodge, and with a wave of her left hand, she quickly tore open a magic scroll, and the shining magic energy formed a faint shield in front of her, blocking the fighting energy.

Then she dodged behind Mick and stabbed her dagger straight into Mick's vest.

At the critical moment, a soft sword stabbed out diagonally, just holding the short sword, and then a black shadow crashed into the arms of the black cloak, and the strong fighting spirit suddenly exploded.

The black cloak was already severely wounded by her soul, how could she resist the brute force in front of her? As if she had been hit by a bison, she spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards, directly through the wall behind her, and landed on the stairs.

"Doppler, why are you here now?!" Mick saw that it was Alexander's retinue Doppler, and knew that with the protection of this great master of the eighth level, one of his lives was saved, he grumbled angrily, and then collapsed to the ground.

This series of life-and-death wanderings had already exhausted him, and now that the reinforcements had arrived, the breath in his heart relaxed, and he suddenly felt as if the strength of his whole body had been drained.

Doppler glanced at Mick and, seeing that he was fine, chased after the black cloak.

"Hey!"

"Stay still!"

Doppler chased him up the stairs, but the black cloak was long gone, and his eyes instantly turned silver. Under his silver eyes, a faint streak of blood appeared in the air.

Doppler sneered, his toes lightly touched the ground, and the whole person burst out like a sharp arrow, chasing towards the source of the bloody qi.

He chased down the stairs all the way to the first floor, and as soon as he landed, he heard the slightest noise behind him. Without hesitation, Doppler turned around and swept out with a sword, and several phantoms were torn apart in the darkness, annihilated one by one under the strong fighting spirit.

Only a phantom leaped out with his strength, slammed open the window, and fled.

"Want to run?"

Doppler's eyes froze, his legs burst with vindictiveness, he jumped out of the window, spun in mid-air, and glided for a long distance towards the dark shadow.

Mick leaned against the window, watching the shadows and Doppler fly out of gold coins and dreams one after the other, with a strange expression on his face.

The basement of gold coins and dreams is filled with various raw materials, and one of the shelves has rows of potions.

A black figure struggled to stand up with a shelf, a simple gesture that caused her to spurt out another mouthful of blood. She didn't have time to wipe the blood from under her lips, her white fingers trembling as she swiped through the rows of labels, and finally stopped in front of the bottle that read "Potion of Powerful Healing."

A look of joy appeared on the pretty face hidden by the cloak, and she grabbed the vial, swiped her thumb, and cut the mouth of the bottle directly, and couldn't wait to pour the vial potion into her mouth.

She was first injured by the divine light, and then by Dopre's fighting spirit, and now she was in danger. If left untreated, there is a high risk of lifelong sequelae.

Fortunately, the target this time is an alchemist, and as long as he is an alchemist, he will definitely store a large number of potions. A flash of happiness flashed in the black cloak's heart.

But she rejoiced too soon.

Less than five seconds after drinking the bottle of "Powerful Healing Potion", she immediately felt as if a fire was burning in her stomach, and the only remaining fighting spirit quickly boiled, and the injuries on her body could no longer be suppressed, instantly crushing all her resistance, and the extreme pain made her unable to move.

A small crack opened in the basement door, and Mick walked in with a small candle, the dim candlelight swaying back and forth, reflecting Mick's already gloomy face even more eerily.

"Aha, it's really a master, and he has the courage to drink a whole bottle of the blood of the Harston Demon Snake. Mick picked up the empty bottle on the floor and said playfully.

"The blood of the Harston Serpent?!"

The black cloak's heart sank, the Harston Demon Serpent was a well-known monster, its blood contained highly poisonous, and it was the main ingredient for many poisons. As a professional killer, Black Cloak is very familiar with this kind of thing, which is why he is even more desperate.

"You despicable fellow, you're as despicable as your dead daddy!" said Black Cloak through gritted teeth.

Mick shook his head innocently, "Thank you for the compliment, lady, but please be careful with your words, you snuck in first tonight." ”

A dark cyan appeared on the black cloak's face, apparently poisoned, and her eyes were blurred, and she was no longer able to argue with Mick.

She drew her dagger and aimed it at her throat.

Mick gripped her wrist gently, and the hand that had been so powerful had become limp. Mick easily snatched the short sword and said in a dark voice, "I see that you have not yet understood, you and your sword are now my trophies, and as my property, only I have the right to dispose of them." ”

Mick laughed maniacally, but the desperation in the black cloak's eyes intensified.

Doppler chased the dark shadow through the dark streets, and chased farther and farther away. At a complicated fork in the road, he completely lost the trace of the black shadow.

Thinking that Mick was still alone in the laboratory, Doppler did not dare to delay any longer, and gave up the search in hatred, rushing towards the gold coins and dreams.

Returning to the mess of gold coins and dreams, Doppler saw Mick sitting in a dark corner waiting for him.

"Are you alright?" Doppler asked.

"It's fine. Mick's tone was a little stiff: "It seems that the defense measures here will have to be strengthened in the future, if I hope for your slow rescue, I really won't live long." ”

"Hmph, when I received your distress call, I immediately rushed from thirteen blocks away, and I didn't delay for a moment. If you want to blame it, blame you for being too good at causing trouble, and there are too many enemies. Doppler sneered.

Mick waved his hand: "Don't talk about this, what do you think of this guy tonight?"

"How is it?" Doppler was stunned for a moment, and then said: "A fifth-level killer can only be regarded as so-so, but her fighting spirit is a little weird, and I don't know which organization she belongs to." What clues do you have?"

Mick shook his head: "You can't even see it, what clues can I have? Forget it, it's okay here, you can go back first." ”

Doppler hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "I'm afraid that someone will come to you for trouble, so I won't leave tonight, and the adults will send someone to protect you early tomorrow morning." ”

Mick shook his head again and said, "It's okay, you go back, I still have an experiment to do tonight, it's not convenient for you to stay here." ”

"Experiments?"

Mick gave a weird smile, "Trust me, Doppler, you won't like tonight's trial." ”

Doppler felt a chill for no apparent reason, and he looked deeply at Mick before turning to leave.

It's just that he had just taken two steps when he suddenly stopped, turned to Mick and said, "I heard that you were assigned to the Advanced Operational Command Department by the War College. ”

Mick's smile suddenly froze on his face, but Doppler's mood was inexplicably much more relaxed.

It wasn't until Doppler completely disappeared into the night that Mick suddenly came back to his senses and said to himself, "Bah, what are you proud of? Didn't the eighth-level assassin run after a fake shadow for a long time?"

Fuck, what a senior operational command department, it must be because Lao Tzu didn't give a gift and deliberately fixed me. Black-hearted War College, I curse you!"