Chapter 136: Attacked

After solving all the troublesome formalities, the sun was about to set on the horizon, and bonfires had already been lit in some places. After a slight discernment, Morey muttered as he walked in the direction of the meeting point given to Glick.

This signing hand is tired, and I will never ask Marcy to help me with errands in the future!

After thinking about it for a while, Morey finally decided to give face, after all, it was a mobilization party before leaving, wouldn't it be a bit maverick if he didn't go? But Morey also wanted to know about the people on this trip, and most of the guys hadn't met yet.

"I didn't expect the reward to be so much" Morey muttered a little at the thought of the big bag of gold coins.

There were three hundred gold coins.

To put it mildly, even a resident of a big city like Hanlin may not be able to save three hundred gold coins in his lifetime. If you really pay six times the liquidated damages, even if it can't hurt the bones of the Chamber of Commerce, I'm afraid it will make Kidd feel distressed for a while.

But thinking about it, Morey looked at the surrounding scenery and couldn't help but suddenly find something strange. "Huh?"

Since then, there seem to be fewer pedestrians.

The rendezvous point was in an area on the western edge of the makeshift area, and the road from the mercenary guild was already a bit remote, but it was strange that there wasn't even a pedestrian on a road like this.

Morey subconsciously raised some alarm in his heart.

I saw a thin wisp of white smoke gradually drifting from the corner, exuding a sweet-smelling and dizzying fragrance. Morey only felt a slight dizziness, and immediately bit the tip of his tongue vigilantly and lifted his spirits. At the same time, the 'Breeze' magic carving bead on his body was also quickly stimulated!

"Who?" Morey glanced around.

The white smoke spread very quickly, filling the entire surrounding area in just a few seconds, and the dense smoke made it difficult to see the east, south, west, and north. However, Morey's spiritual power was already extremely close to the third order, and his perception was very keen, and he still vaguely saw that a figure had already sneaked into the smoke!

I don't know what the composition of this fog contains, but it can obviously stun people. However, under the effect of the 'Breeze' magic spell, a faint layer of air covered the surface of the body, blowing away most of the medicinal properties in the mist. Morey breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he had a strong physique transformed by immortal fire, even if he stood in the drug mist, although he didn't dare to say that he was energetic, but with this little medicinal property, we still couldn't sleep.

"Name the location of the dragon's lair, or I'll kill you. A voice suddenly emerged from the fog, and the tone was flat.

The fact that the person in front of him did not faint seemed to surprise him a little. However, since he spoke in this tone, it showed that he had full confidence in his own strength, and he was sure that he was sure of the person in front of him.

I saw Morey looking at the white fog in front of him in a daze, looking like he was trying to think about countermeasures, but he soon showed a helpless look. "Okay, don't hurt me, just keep me safe, what can I tell you, but you have to tell me who you are, right?"

"Hmph, who am I, you don't have to"

At the moment when the voice came, a silver magic missile shot out from the tail finger of Morey's right hand! The strong impact brought a strong wind, and the white mist in that direction rushed out of a hole as thick as a bucket.

Morey's eyes widened in surprise. "I missed it!"

This time was fast and abrupt, but the other party seemed to be vigilant, and only heard the sound of stones being smashed in the distance, and he didn't know how far it would shoot.

And just as Morey's eyes were looking at him, a sharp edge suddenly flashed out from behind him! The blade of the long sword was impressively pointed at Morey's neck, and it was directly a dead hand!

The man, however, did not see it—Morey, though his back was directed at him, as if he had not noticed anything, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned

Whoa!

A blue-and-white power grid has been waiting for a long time! At the moment when the man slashed, it suddenly appeared, sizzling! The man hurriedly stopped his steps, but Morey suddenly increased the injection of spiritual power as if he had already calculated, only to see that the power grid suddenly doubled in size, just enough for him to crash into it!

I heard a scream that trembled for a while, and black smoke rose from the man's electric body, convulsed twice, and fell to the ground with a thud. Morey smiled and unhurriedly withdrew the Thunderbolt Staff into his sleeve. "Hehe, this thing is really easy to use. ”

The Thunderbolt Staff was a third-order magic weapon, and the power grid couldn't even fully resist the pseudo-magic pattern. Even if you have cultivated below the third order of Dou Qi and are electrocuted by this thing, it is estimated that it is not a good defecation.

"Now we can have a good talk, who are you?" Morey walked over slowly, crouched in front of him, and reached for his mask.

But at this moment, I only heard a 'bang'! A black smoke suddenly exploded in front of his eyes, Morey's pupils shrank, the pseudo-magic pattern quickly appeared, and a magic missile shot head-on!

The magic missile slammed into the ground, smashing a crater into the ground! Morey waved his hand and swept away the black smoke in front of him, only to find that the man was long gone—he had taken the opportunity to escape!

"What are you kidding, you can escape by being electrocuted like this!" Morey was startled.

The white smoke around him finally gradually dissipated, revealing the scenery on the side of the road, and everything calmed down again. Morey remained vigilant for a long time, until the sun had completely set, and then he picked up the light of the three magic missiles left on his fingers, and the light in his eyes flashed.

It doesn't take much thought to come to a conclusion - that person just now, there must be accomplices!

Before it started, it gave people a bit of a bad premonition. Morey thought for a moment, but as if nothing had happened, he continued to walk in silence in the direction of the meeting point.

"It seems that there are still people who are fighting the dragon's lair now, but that doesn't seem to be a bad thing!" Morey's eyes flashed.

Dragon's Blood Grass is what the lord asks for, and he knows with his toenails that there will definitely be no excess Dragon's Blood Grass to distribute to himself in the end. There were four orcs to escort the trip, as well as six human swordsmen, all of whom were laborers. However, with these ten people alone, with Morey's strength, they can't speak.

Not to mention the unfathomable Pluto, Glick and his brother Ered are both orc warriors of the third order. However, it has to be said that the swordsmen of the same rank are not the opponents of the orcs at all - their strength is probably not much better than that of the swordsmen who have just entered the fourth order.

The other orc hadn't seen it yet, but it wouldn't be far off. None of these guys Morey is confident of going head-to-head.

The strength of the six human swordsmen was uneven, four of them were ordinary second-order swordsmen, and one was of third-order strength. There is another one that is unusual, he himself rarely appears, but even Pluto, who is known as the boss, is more polite to him, which is somewhat intriguing.

Morey still has a relatively rational understanding of his own strength.

With the strength of these people, if they are forced to take it, they are simply looking for death - although they have pseudo-demon tattoos on their bodies, it is not difficult to challenge a third-order swordsman, but the real spiritual power level is only second-order, which means that it cannot last at all.

It's just that it's okay to maintain, if you really want to learn from the swordsman to fight at once, I'm afraid that with the consumption of pseudo-demon patterns, it won't take a few clicks for our mental power to see the bottom. The defensive nature of this pseudo-magic pattern is actually like a strengthened version of the magic shield, that is, it uses mental power instead of the body to withstand the impact of the outside world.

I tried it when I was fighting with Ax before, and the destructive power of the fourth order was not at the same level as the third order. If he was hit by the fourth-order Dou Qi, his spiritual power would almost be consumed in an instant-if he resisted to the death, the only end would probably be to be cut into several pieces and thrown into the sky like his two clones at that time.

I planned to enter the nest in advance and sneak a few if I had the chance, and run away before I was discovered. And if you don't have the opportunity, this trip should just be to see the scenery.

But the plan doesn't seem to be able to keep up with the changes, now it seems

Morey thought for a moment, but straightened his turban and walked west as if nothing had happened. The light of the bonfire in the gathering place was already faintly visible.