[It's cold, call, after the time, hurry up and send it out, the last update]

"What to do?" everyone looked at the red. This strangely handsome man also lost his composure at the moment. To Salin's question, he couldn't answer it for a while.

"In my opinion, since it has been done, it is better to think about how to get rid of the pursuit of the Holy See. "Salin is not in a hurry, anyway, he is going to the Qin Yin Empire, this matter just makes his plan a little earlier. He signed up as a mercenary just to save some money to cover the cost of learning magic.

Pale Hong was speechless, he was a wealthy man, and there were some relatives in his hometown, if this matter was shaken out, the people of the Inquisition would not care whether those relatives had anything to do with this matter. And Skocchia can't stay any longer, and if he escapes, he can only go to the Qin Yin Empire, which has no professional union. In this case, the five thousand gold coins were also lost, as well as his own private savings, all of which were deposited in the Imperial Bank of Skocina.

The Imperial Bank would not confiscate his property for his crimes, but how dare Pass Red go back?

All these years of savings, five mercenaries who were like siblings died, and in the end it was a flight? The ruins in the swamp of chaos may be able to compensate, or may not be at all.

"Let's do what is in front of you first, no matter what is in the ruins, after the exploration is completed, Xika and I will go to the Qin Yin Empire, you can simply go to the Yunliu Empire and go to sea by boat." If the people of the Holy See cannot find you, they cannot be sure that you did it. Salin spoke as if he had nothing to do with killing the magician.

"That's it. Pale Red replied bitterly. He only hoped that the ruins within the Swamp of Chaos would not disappoint.

"Let me rest for twenty minutes, recover the magic strings, and move on. Salin didn't want to irritate Crimson and the others, but vaguely reminded that there were still an unknown number of enemies ahead, and there was no time to be sad and panic at this time.

"Let's take a fork in the road, rest, and set off in 20 minutes. Pale Red gave a simple order, a little dejected.

Saleen was calm on the surface, but he was also uneasy in his heart. Offending Count Sufonso is nothing, offending the people of the Holy See basically has no good end. Even if he is a sixth-level magician and has a magic tower, those madmen from the Inquisition will dare to attack.

Once any contradiction is involved in religion, it will be a situation of endless death.

The Holy See does not have a church in the Qin Yin Empire, but the Inquisition is everywhere, and it seems that it is a little difficult for him to practice in seclusion.

Maintaining his composure, Saleen struggled to absorb the power of the demon core, trying his best to restore the magic strings.

Things have reached the point where there is no turning back, and it is useless to worry about it, so it is better to improve your strength as soon as possible. After killing the son of Count Sufonso, Salin already understood the importance of strength.

If he were a great magician, the son of Count Sufonso would definitely sell himself a face and let Dika go. He didn't have to flee at all, he wouldn't have met Crimson, and of course he wouldn't have killed the priests of the Holy See.

But fate is like this, a small beginning, doomed the end later.

Pale Red was affected by Salin, and unconsciously calmed down. He knew very well that from now on, he would never be able to return to the Falcon Mercenary Group. Although the Falcon is a fourth-level mercenary group, he will definitely not offend the Holy See for the sake of his small team leader. The most important thing in front of me is to kill this passage, kill all the people in front of you, and keep your team from being exposed for the time being. Wait for the ruins in the swamp of chaos to be in hand, fly away, and never return to Skocenya.

There are many islands in the Yunliu Empire, and the minions of the Holy See will definitely not be able to reach them, let alone find themselves.

However, there are still four squads ahead, two of which are vulture mercenary groups, one fugitive squad, and one hunting squad. The strength of these people is definitely beyond their own ranks. Cook is dead, Lucas's iron feather is half gone, Pinault is wounded, and Sarah's hand is also injured. Will such a team be able to reach the ruins safely?

Crimson looked at Sarin, who had most of his magic strings restored, re-energizing the fluorescent spell, the mist of confusion, and protecting the team in his magical range.

Pale Red couldn't feel any mood swings in this young magician, as if what they had killed was just an ordinary person, not a first-level priest under the Seven Divine Envoys. The red heart has settled down a lot, and there is a magician on his side, although he is only a first-level magician, he can let the team exert extraordinary combat effectiveness.

This young magician has a good way of dealing with assassins, so the remaining four people only need to face swordsmen and magicians, which is relatively easy.

Salin raised his eyelids, looked at Pale Red with his blue eyes, and smiled: "Don't worry, if it is in the wilderness, we have no chance of winning, in this environment, unless the other party has a magician of a higher level than me, we will not encounter danger again." Let's move forward. ”

The remaining four members of the Falcon Mercenary Regiment were silent and regrouped their team, this time with Sarah in front, Lucas behind, Pino and Crimson following Salin, and Sika carrying her huge wand and not leaving the magician.

The voices in the cave would be heard far away, and Sarah didn't dare to go too far beyond the fog of bewilderment, and the pace of the team's progress remained slow.

After walking for about twenty minutes, Sarah stopped and waited for Salin and the others to approach before gesticulating.

The crimson sighed silently, luck seemed to have returned, and there was still only a small team of people in front of him. The team of the vulture mercenary group didn't seem to know that something had happened to their companions behind them, and they were still concentrating on following the team in front of them.

He knew that Salin was only a first-level magician, and it was impossible for him to mute a spell like an enchantment, so he wrote on the ground with his finger: The same method as just now, the speed is slowed down by half.

Saleen nodded in understanding.

The entire team slowed down to half of its speed under the fog of confusion and continued to move forward. Salin began to use his senses to search for the other Assassin. For low-level mages, assassins are extremely annoying beings. Without a high-level magic shield, it would be difficult for a mage to defend against a sudden attack by an assassin.

If the Assassin had practiced Sword Qi, a blow in the darkness could easily pierce the defenses of the Invisible Shield.

Before the mage grew to the fourth level, the assassin was like the natural enemy of the mage, which made people's hearts worry. Saleen didn't have much combat experience, and most of his knowledge was learned from books, but there was a saying about the experience of a mage that he kept in mind, and when fighting, try to kill the assassin first.

No matter how strong the swordsman is, the skills are also balanced, and as long as the magician does not make big mistakes, it is impossible to lose between the same level. And although the assassin also cultivates sword qi, he is good at concealment, and the power that suddenly bursts out is much more terrifying than that of a swordsman.

The best way to deal with an Assassin is to kill him before he can do so.

Saleen was lucky, although the fog of confusion was only a first-level magic, it could not be dispelled by means other than magic, and it was even more difficult to tell if it was magic or natural fog. In the fall, there was still a lot of fog on the outskirts of the Swamp of Chaos, and Saleen soon discovered where the two Assassins were hiding.

It was a crack in the rock at the top of the cave, and if it weren't for the ridiculous extent of the fog of Sarin's bewilderment, the two Assassins would have been hard to spot.

Saleen was overjoyed at first, then alerted. Assassins usually scout and track their way in front of the group. How were these two Assassins at the back of the line? If they had discovered their presence, it would have been impossible, because if the Assassins had known that the mist had been emitted by the magician, they would have known that he had been exposed, and would not be stupid enough to hide there and wait for his magic to come.

Salin grabbed the red hand and grabbed him, his eyes staring at the top of the cave, not knowing what to say. He regretted now that he hadn't learned a little more about mercenaries, those gestures were complex enough to replace words.

In desperation, Saleen controlled the fluorescence technique, and condensed a line of words in the air with a miserable green fluorescence - the assassin was behind, and the situation was not right.

Crimson was much more experienced than Salin, and as soon as she saw this line, she immediately understood what Salin meant. At this time, he also admired this young magician.

Pale Red could see that Saleen and Sika were both rookie mercenaries and had no experience to talk about. But these two men not only did not cause trouble for themselves along the way, but also remained the main force in the fight. If there were no young magicians, Fang Cai's encounter would be the end of his team, and even if he could kill the magician, he would be completely wiped out under the attack of the demon hunting spider.

Crimson made a slicing motion with her hand in her throat, telling Saleen to dispose of the two assassins first. Salin nodded, and a white shimmer began to condense on his hands. Again, a huge ice ball flew into a crack in the rock at the top of the cave, targeting the middle of the two assassins.

The two Assassins, who were much stronger than the other two, were suddenly attacked, and despite the fact that the puck was not aimed at them, the two Assassins pounced through the cracks in the rock at the roof of the cave.

This is the true assassin, the natural enemy of the magician, and the sensitivity to danger. In terms of mental power alone, a powerful assassin is no worse than a magician, and some assassins can even use magic items.

Salin sneered, if you can hide, I won't be a magician. The corners of his mouth pursed into a line, his mental power was highly concentrated, and the hockey ball flying slowly in the air suddenly stopped, just in the middle of the two assassins who pounced on him.

In most people's eyes, the magic released by a magician is the same as a bow and arrow, and there is no turning back when the bow is opened, but in fact, magic can be done in subtle ways, and this kind of skill that stops after release is not very rare, but few magicians are willing to waste mental power to control it like this.

In the immediate situation, the High Mage only needs to cast one more spell to deal with the two Assassins in the air. Combining secondary and instantaneous casting, the magician's magic is a coherent attack, like a storm.

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