"Master McMahon, why did you agree to that kid's price?" After Marven left, Anglo asked the Magister on the side with a puzzled face, "Although the map is important, we don't need to make such a big concession!"

"Yes, Master, in this Tannis, it's not our world, that kid is just a newcomer, why do you want such a high price?" Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"No, that Xia clansman's strength is not simple, he does have the qualifications to ask for a price. Magister McMahon shook his head slightly, his face a little solemn.

"Strength?" Anglo was even more puzzled, "that guy is just a high-level magician, although it is true that he can walk sideways in some small countries, but in the Sfar Wasteland, he is just a big bedbug, why are you so jealous of him, master?"

"Are you all just going to look at some appearances?" McMahon smiled helplessly, "That guy is hiding his strength, he's a demon warrior......"

"Demon Warrior?!" Anglo's forehead jumped when he heard this, "I didn't even notice it in the slight......est!

"That's right, Anglo, his martial arts skills are in no way below yours. McMahon touched his staff lightly, but saw that the tip of the staff shimmered with a blue-gray glow.

"Xia people...... Demon Warrior ......" Anglo frowned and paced back and forth up the steps.

"Master, I don't remember that there is such a strong person on the mainland. After thinking for a moment, Anglo still couldn't guess Marven's identity, "Could it be that he is pretending to be someone, you know, the Xia clan cursed by the gods has not appeared strong for thousands of years?"

"That's what puzzled me, and I wondered if there was any disguise in the world that could fool my eyes. McMahon let out a long sigh, "I'm afraid that Marven's purpose is not simple, and his identity and background may have a lot of background." ”

"Looks like I'm going to have to find a way to look into ......," Anglo nodded in agreement.

McMahon solemnly pulled out an off-white crystal ball from his bosom and handed it to Anglo

"This is Nightmare Spirit, it can read people's memories, and it can help your Shadow Assassins. ”

"Hehe, then I'll thank the master!" Anglo was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly took the mysterious crystal ball.

Late at night, Marven lay alone on the bed in his room, staying awake all night, and after returning from the City Lord's Mansion, he also had a general understanding of the power of the Anglos in his heart, and the unfathomable Magister especially made him feel uneasy from the bottom of his heart.

It seems that it will not be easy to eradicate this force that covets the dragon's treasure.

"Marven, be vigilant! Someone seems to be coming. Just as he was falling into deep thought, the voice of the martial soul suddenly sounded, since Marven walked out of the City Lord's Mansion, he had always been on guard against the surrounding situation.

"Well, I sensed their breath. When Marven heard this, he immediately turned over and got up, since he slowly digested the "Martial Imprint", his perception of the surrounding environment was more than a step higher than that of ordinary martial artists.

Kilometers away, several black shadows silently walked briskly on the rooftop, their figures almost blending with the night, and their gait was even lighter than that of the most agile wildcat, but despite this, Marven still caught the slightest fluctuation of the fighting spirit that was deliberately suppressed.

"No, they don't seem to be aiming for this. It's a weapon shop!" When the dark shadows changed direction in the night sky, the two of them guessed each other's intentions almost instantly.

Martial Spirit smiled, "It turns out that guy is saying one thing and doing another, boy, it seems that the guy named Anglo doesn't trust you, I guess, he's just afraid that he still has the idea of slaying the dragon gun, you have to hurry, otherwise your dwarf friend may be in trouble." ”

"Understood!" Marven snorted coldly, exerted his strength with both feet, and rushed out of the door, and his supersonic body almost made him rush to the weapon shop of the copper hammer in an instant.

"Who?!" The huge sonic boom knocked the copper hammer that was still sleeping directly to the ground, and he suddenly woke up most of the wine, and hurriedly climbed up with his tomahawk. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, and the figure in front of him was blurry, so that he couldn't see it very clearly.

"Brass hammer, it's me. After a gust of wind, an incomparably familiar figure appeared in front of the brass hammer.

"Ah...... Marven, you're scared to death......" Copper Hammer threw away the tomahawk in his hand and climbed onto the counter again, "Why don't we have two more drinks?"

Marven shook his head and hurriedly signaled him to silence, "Anglo has secretly sent someone to you, I'm afraid he will be unfavorable to you." ”

"That guy really doesn't die with a thief's heart!" Copper Hammer put down his wine glass fiercely, and asked in a deep voice, "Then what should we do?" At this moment, his drunken spirit had been completely dispelled.

"Don't worry, wait until we figure things out. Marven did not hesitate to reject the suggestion of the copper hammer, and if he slipped away now, it just showed that he had a ghost in his heart, and his previous efforts would be completely in vain.

"Don't make a noise just yet, pretend you didn't find anything, I'll find a way to deal with them......" Marven then took out the azure "Daredevil Eye" from the storage ring

Brass Hammer nodded, then understood, and fell asleep on the counter again.

"...... A few seconds later, there were several imperceptible soft noises from the roof, and Marven's pupils shrank------- the few nightcrawlers who followed behind had already arrived.......

"Click...... "The windows of the shop are gently opened, as if they are blown open by the wind if you don't pay close attention------- which is obviously the trick of the skilled nightcrawlers.......

On the counter, the brass hammer was still snoring, but his right hand was gripping the tomahawk hidden beneath the counter.

Marven's brows furrowed, he obviously felt that someone was coming in, and even heard some whispers, but he just didn't see half a figure.

"It's the Shadow Assassin!Boy, you're going to have to do something!" Martial Spirit's deep voice warned in his ear, "But don't let them run away!"

"Shadow assassins?" Marven asked in a low voice, "can they be invisible?"

"That's right, the Shadow Assassin is the most mysterious type of assassin in the killer world on the mainland, they have strange methods, they can hide their whereabouts in the dark, and they are indispensable in the political assassinations planned by politicians in some big countries, and these guys are extremely strong in lurking and dodging, and even many strong people can't help them......" Seeing that time was pressing, the martial spirit directly transmitted the voice in Marven's mind, and quickly told him the characteristics of the Shadow Assassin.

"There is such an organization under the command of that Anglo, it seems that his power is indeed not simple......" After the sound was transmitted, the martial soul couldn't help but sigh again and again, "Boy, you have to be vigilant and cautious everywhere when fighting with such a force!"

"I understand!" Marven bowed his head slightly, took out the blood essence stone with complex texture and engraved with countless magic arrays, and sneered: "I will never let any of them go!"

In a few moments, the shadow assassins were approaching the counter, and while they were sleeping soundly, the copper hammer suddenly burst out, and a huge axe slashed forward.

"Bang!" the giant axe slashed a table in front of the counter to pieces, and the brass hammer looked at the wreckage on the ground, but was stunned on the spot------- the entire store was empty.

Before he could figure out the situation, a blow to his chest sent him flying upside down without warning, and the giant axe in his hand flew out of his hand.

Marven's eyelids jumped slightly, and he could see that the shadow assassin who shot it obviously had reservations, otherwise, with the relatively mediocre martial arts skills of the copper hammer, this blow would probably have killed him on the spot.

"Where did the turtle grandson come from, he dared to sneak attack your Lao Tzu! Don't get out of here soon!" the copper hammer scolded, quickly got up, tore open a light blue magic scroll, and a magic shield was instantly formed-------- in order to ensure the safety of the copper hammer, Marven made a lot of preparations in advance.

Those shadow assassins obviously had reservations, and the Bronze Hammer, although his martial arts skills were mediocre, could still maneuver for a moment with the magic scroll that Marven gave him.

While the entire store was in chaos, Marven whispered a spell in the shadows, and quickly activated a magic circle on top of the Blood Spirit Stone.

For such a long time, with the improvement of his magic power, Marven has gradually penetrated a considerable part of the magic array on the Blood Essence Stone, and now, he is completely confident that the shadow assassins who came to spy will be trapped in this shop!

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the copper hammer flew upside down again, and the brilliance of the magic shield quickly dimmed and crumbled, and in the darkness, the silhouettes of three figures flashed.

"The Anglo sent you!" the bronze hammer struggled to get up from the ground and shouted at the void in front of him, "You will die of this heart, Lao Tzu, I will not help you build a dragon slayer spear if I die!"

"Hehe, Mr. Brass Hammer, don't be so nervous!" A hoarse laugh sounded out of thin air in the empty room, and in the dark night, it looked particularly frightening.

"Don't worry, we won't embarrass you anymore about the Dragon Slayer Spear, and now, I just need you to do us a small favor. The voice resounded throughout the shop with a hint of banter and playfulness, making it impossible to discern the direction of the sound.

"You guys broke in in the middle of the night, what kind of do you want to help me?" Copper Hammer picked up the axe on the ground, he knew that Marven was hiding in the shadows to cast spells, in order to buy him enough time, he had to suppress his temper and deliberately delay.

"Hey, you guys are not ghosts, you can't ask me for help, but you can state in advance! I will never do those things like stealing chickens and dogs!" Copper Hammer deliberately put on a bargaining posture.

"Hehe, it's nothing, we just want to ask you about the specific situation of your mage friend, this is a secret mission called to us by Lord Anglo, and I hope that Mr. Copper Hammer can cooperate......" As soon as the words fell, a figure in a black cloak gradually appeared behind Copper Hammer.