On the other side of the dark sky, on a street somewhere in Camp Rog', the rain was dripping. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Footsteps are intensive.

"Catch her!" "Don't let her run, go around the back!"

The trickle of water seeped into the cracks of the stone bricks, and the eight sturdy guards ran with wide eyes, the stagnant water being broken by the hurried footsteps, splashing countless splashes.

The shining eyes reflected the figure of the pursuer, the red lips under the cloak pursed slightly, and the black light flashed and galloped away, and as soon as he swept around a corner, several professionals rushed to the ground, and the heavy swords and axes slammed into the ground, and the cracks spread and the water droplets splashed everywhere, but they smashed into the air.

They were stunned, raised their heads and looked around, only to see a distant figure on the eaves.

"Stop!"

"I can't catch up." "Notify the pro team on the other side."

Several guards armed with giant axes hurried to arrive, sweat mixed with the rain on their faces, and their expressions were gloomy.

"I won't let her escape."

The rain fell on the brow of a paladin, sliding over the sharp eyes, and he stepped forward and walked out of the group, staring in the direction of the target, his tone was cold, "With the help of Master Araka and the astrologer, the 'eye print' on her body is like a torch in the night, and it is difficult to fly. ”

As an elite professional who has slain a large number of demons, he is furious that he can't stop his target.

"How many people died?"

Silence fell suddenly, and the paladin, who was clearly the captain, turned around and asked as he looked at the eight sturdy guards who had their heads bowed.

Although the pros reacted quickly, it was not they who first clashed with their target, but mortal guards trained in combat, who originally surrounded the target, but were forced to break through within a few breaths.

"Three regular guards, twelve soldiers, my lord."

The captain of the guard replied truthfully, his face lowered and his expression indiscerning.

A professional above Lv5 has a strength far beyond that of mortals, and although that person has only had a face-to-face confrontation with a professional, his strength is at least above Lv10, and it is somewhat surprising that he has only killed fifteen mortals.

You know, at that time, there were nearly 100 guards and soldiers who surrounded the target.

"Their family..."

The paladin frowned, stared at the captain of the guard in front of him, and stopped talking.

However, the guards in front of them actually do not belong to the Rog camp, the incident occurred at the door of the Rosochapel, they should be soldiers belonging to the Rosochapel, Candurans with a part of Westmar blood, their origins are not simple, they are mostly wanderers who are infested by demons, from all over Canduras, and then they were selected for training.

It was not his turn to take care of this matter, and the captain of the guard in front of him seemed to be a little frightened, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Although the soldiers of the Church of Roso had undergone formal training with the soldiers of Camp Rog, they were still not up to par in terms of psychological quality.

The sound of the rain was still blowing, and a haze hung over the paladin's heart, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"You-"

"I'm sorry, my lord, but I feel, uh, a little dizzy."

The paladin was surprised, in his field of vision, the captain of the guards in front of him and the seven guards behind him were floating in their feet, the shaking of their bodies became more and more violent, and finally fell to the ground, snapping, the face and the water on the ground were lifted, and the dark red blood quickly spread.

Thin dark green threads were like vines, quickly climbing up their bare skin, then soaking the ground with water and spreading everywhere.

"The plague must have been planted in previous conflicts."

"There are also many soldiers scattered across the streets, and it is impossible to know their exact location."

The professionals around him remained calm, but their faces were very ugly, "It's still raining, and if the poison spreads along the drainage line of the street, this night will be terrible." ”

"It will pollute the source of the river outside the camp and even kill mortals."

"Captain, we have to spread the word and let the people of the church use the purifying holy water stored in the church to stop the spread of the poison."

"I understand."

The paladin's brow furrowed into a pimple, his eyes burning with rage, and he quietly leaned down, touching the dark red blood on the ground with his fingertips.

White light bloomed from the fingertips, and the thin pale green lines that diffused quickly spread out and swam farther away.

Toxicity does not affect the profession.

"If they're doing this just to deplete the church's reserves of purifying holy water, they should do it in a more subtle way."

"There are so many secrets in the church of Luosuo."

With a twinkle in his eyes, the paladin stood up and muttered to himself.

"Captain?"

Several professionals looked at each other in amazement, and their faces were puzzled.

"Nothing."

Thinking of the four words of the Luosuo Church, the paladin shook his head and secretly made a decision.

・・・

The rain splashed, and the two figures collided on the eaves one after another, and then widened the distance.

"Memmy?"

Camp Rog's super-professional assassin, Leslie tentatively spoke, the wrist sword in his hand emitting a faint light.

The one in front of him was one of the elite professionals, and as the best Assassin junior, he originally admired it. For some reason, he attacked several professionals at the entrance of the Luosuo Church, killing a Lv11 mage and some guards, and then fled alone, only to be intercepted by him halfway.

As a super assassin at Lv20, he crushes Meimi in all attributes.

Footsteps were approaching, and some elite professionals and super professionals also quickly arrived, keeping a subtle distance from Meimi on the eaves.

"Mr. Leslie."

The figure standing quietly on the eaves stretched out her slender hand and lifted the canopy of her head, revealing Leslie's familiar fair face, and she smiled sadly, "I've always admired you, and even more so since that night. ”

The rain trickled down her long soaked brown hair down her white chest, and Leslie's eyes narrowed slightly, and Memmy in front of her didn't look like she was being controlled.

At least she remembered a beautiful night.

"Since it is a voluntary defection to the devil, it is even more unforgivable."

As soon as the words fell, Leslie's figure turned into a phantom, and in an instant, it struck at Meimi's location, and the wrist sword in his hand lit up with a cold light, cutting through the rapid rain.

Ding, the wrist sword and the wrist sword staggered and collided, feeling the strong power of the other party, Leslie's expression was solemn, and in front of his eyes, the strange red light rippled in the depths of Meimi's eyes.

Her long brown hair was dyed red from the roots, red like blood, and a rich evil breath permeated her.

"It's just you, I don't want you to see my ugly appearance."

A scream came out of her mouth, droplets of water flew from her face, a hideous green line crept up her face, and a thick green mist shot out and bombarded the round shield that Leslie had raised in time.

The screams continued, and the scorpion tail burst out of Meimi's back, dripping with blood, a total of two, and the tip spewed poisonous mist, where the poisonous mist bomb just came from. Leslie pulled back with the help of great force, glanced at the heavily corroded giant shield, and then said to his companion under the eaves, "She has fallen into a demon, handle it carefully, don't leave your hands behind." ”

"Leslie!"

A dull and hoarse roar erupted from the monstrous Meimi's mouth, and the demonic red pupils reflected the figure of Leslie in the distance, leaving only a shred of reason, fangs piercing her lips, blood flowing, "I'll drain your life, nothing left!" ”

"Do it!"

The paladin Hades on the ground stared at the crazy Meimi and snorted coldly, and the professionals next to him rushed out one after another.

With a swing of the staff, fireballs and ice bullets struck Memmy with precision, shattering half of her clothes in a single shot, revealing a hardened dark yellow skin.

Almost unscathed.

"Stupid crawler."

Meimi's icy gaze swept over the professionals below, and she leaped forward, fiercely attacking the mages behind her.