The young man and Bob had reached the entrance to the dungeon.

Roy hurried up: "Count me in!" ”

Bob glanced back and frowned: "Wait for a fight to fight, you have fine skin and tender meat, I won't be responsible in case you get hurt." ”

"I can take care of myself." Roy was succinct.

He flashed the dagger at his waist and motioned for himself to bring the guy.

Bob said no more, and the three of them hurried down the stairs down the dungeon.

"My name is Roy, what do you call it?" Roy was side by side with the young man.

"Bite the wolf." The young man said lukewarmly.

A pretty standard dungeon dweller's name.

"I've practiced, I can help you later."

Roy said quickly, "Can you tell me what's going on, that ...... Who's calling? ”

It's like being stamped with a thought seal, obviously I remembered those three words just now, but when I wanted to say it, I suddenly couldn't remember anything.

Biting Wolf's face softened slightly: "You rarely come to the dungeon, at least here, Tsukimibo is very famous." ”

"Tsukimifang, Tsukimifang, Tsukimifang......"

Roy read the words, quickly took out the paper and wrote it down.

Biting Wolf glanced at him strangely and continued, "It is a new force that has risen in recent years, and it is rumored that it has the support of the nobles of the upper city behind it, and it has strong financial resources, and it has quickly established its own territory in the dungeon. ”

"Our dungeon is short of materials, and everyone can only survive better if they are united."

"For example, the leader of our Black Flag is a inheritor from the dungeon, and she did not choose to stay in Shangcheng after graduation, but returned here to form the Black Flag Mercenary Group."

"Everything the head of the regiment does is for the dungeon, she wants to bring the aspiring people of the dungeon to the surface, even if there is no place for us in Sidney, we will carve out our own home in the wilderness!"

"If there were a little more people like the head of the regiment, the dungeon wouldn't have become as bad as it is now."

"But Tsukimibo is different, they don't have any feelings for the dungeon, they just want to suck the blood here! They forced the women to accompany the drinkers and peddled hallucinogens to the men to turn them into a bunch of rubbish. ”

"No one can control them, just because dungeons are lawless lands! Moreover, the owner of Tsukimibo is the lord of the upper city, how can the Sidney Army investigate their crimes! ”

"Now Tsukimibo is becoming more and more rampant, and his hands are getting longer and longer. Not long ago, it kidnapped women in our Black Flag territory, and we've fought them several times. ”

The wolf clenched his fists hatefully, "When the regiment leader comes back from outside the wall, I must persuade her to declare war on Tsukimibo and kill all these miscellaneous pieces!" ”

"Bite the wolf!" Bob shouted, "Don't embarrass the regimental leader. ”

"I'll just talk about ......"

He snorted coldly, his face suddenly became serious, and he pulled out the big knife from his back.

Roy also heard the faint shouts of killing coming from ahead.

Just around the corner in front of them, a group of people were scuffling together.

This is beyond the scope of "fighting" in his cognition, this is a bloody battle with real guns.

You can see that there are many people lying on the side of the road, blood is flowing all over the ground, and there are broken limbs on the ground that I don't know who it is.

Caught off guard by this scene, Roy was slightly disgusted.

He gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed the physical discomfort.

"Remember, it's our people with black strips of cloth tied around their arms, you can kill the others!"

The biting wolf gave him a remonstrance with red eyes, and immediately rushed into the battlefield.

Bob pulled a strip of black cloth from his bosom and tied it around his arm, wielding a mace to follow.

Roy wandered outside the battlefield, quietly observing the course of the battle.

After distinguishing friend from foe with the black cloth markings on his arms, he could probably see the clues on the battlefield.

The side tied with the black cloth was more numerous, but it also fell more, because their armor was generally rudimentary, and their strength was uneven.

Although the side without the strip of cloth was not superior in numbers and its strength was half a pound or two, they were generally better equipped and wore a full set of armor.

The same slash on the former is almost a real injury.

But for the latter, as long as it is not cut in a vital part that the armor cannot protect, there is no damage.

Many times, the former will always exchange his life for his life, desperately rushing forward, just to close his body along the gap in the armor to give the latter a fatal blow.

This kind of desperate style of play makes the latter also a little frightened, and the fight is tied, so the battle situation will be stalemate until now.

Otherwise, under the crushing of equipment, the battle will instantly become a one-sided slaughter.

The former is a member of the mercenary group, and the latter should be the thug of Tsukimibo.

And with the addition of Wolf Biting and Bob to the battlefield, the battle has changed again.

The fighting style of biting the wolf is extremely strong, and the big knife in one hand is dancing vigorously, and the attack is tricky, each knife goes towards the neck and wrist, which are weak defenses.

Bob relied on his size advantage of more than two meters three, and he dropped ten times with one force, and the mace in his hand was an artifact.

As long as the sledgehammer hits the chest, it immediately smashes the opponent's cuirass into a pie, beating the opposite side to vomit blood and fly out, and it seems that he will not survive.

The strength of the two is obviously higher than that of the people present, and the thugs of Yuejianfang are losing ground one after another.

And after experiencing the initial discomfort, Roy has been able to watch the flesh and blood of the battlefield without changing his face.

Just then, he swept his eyes to a thug rushing over.

Although he didn't have a strip of black cloth tied to his arm, he was too close to the scene, and the thug was already red-eyed, and when he saw Roy on the side, he didn't think about it, and slashed at him with a long sword.

It's too slow.

Roy's brow furrowed, and he raised his hand to grab his wrist like an uncertain prophet, snatched the sword, and subdued him to the ground.

To outsiders, this thug is as if he has surrendered his weapon and then fallen to the ground, and his acting skills are superb.

He pressed the long sword he had snatched to the thug's neck, but his hand was slightly stunned.

Do you want to kill?

It stands to reason that he was going to be killed, and if he was just an ordinary passerby, then he would be the one who fell to the ground, and the thug would not have pity at that time.

The truth is that there is such a truth, but people are not emotionless machines.

In his previous life, this was the first time he had killed someone.

His ability to hunt steppe wolves indifferently does not mean that he can indifferently kill people.

Moreover, killing people with long-range weapons is not the same as killing people with melee means.

At this moment, he could clearly feel the trembling of his opponent's body, as well as his dying plea:

"Don't kill me, don't kill me......"

Roy took a deep breath.

He knew that since he had decided to stir up this troubled water, he would inevitably be accompanied by darkness and blood along the way.

When he came to the dungeon, he also risked his life.

"After killing so many people, don't you have the consciousness of being killed?"

His voice was a little hoarse, and his right hand suddenly exerted force, and the long sword swipeed.

A sudden stream of blood erupted from his neck, and the man fell to the ground, clutching his neck in vain, and slowly stopped struggling.

That's it?

Roy gasped slightly, a little dazed.

There was some excitement too.

In this world full of battles, he was actually mentally prepared for his hands to be stained with blood, and all he lacked was an opportunity.

I thought that this opportunity was still far away from me.

But he has now crossed that hurdle.

Roy looked down at his palm.

Through "body control", even for the first time, his hands did not tremble in the slightest.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly Bob's roar was heard beside him.

Not far away, a group of men in black suddenly appeared, armed with bows and crossbows, and launched a rain of arrows in the direction of Roy and the others.

"Damn, it's the ghost troops of Tsukimibo!"

The wolf was about to crack, and shouted, "Find cover!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the rain of arrows had arrived, and most of the people were shot into a sieve by the rain of arrows before they could find cover.

Roy stared at the oncoming rain of arrows and remained motionless.

"Consciousness Acceleration"!

"Swift"!

The swift rain of arrows slowed down countless times in an instant, and his figure suddenly blurred into an afterimage, passing straight through the middle of the rain of arrows.

It's like a thousand flowers, and the leaves don't stick to the body.

With a dagger in his left hand and a sword in his right, he collided with the group of men in black.

Then came the knife fell.

Where had those men in black ever seen such a battle? Before he could even draw his melee weapon, Roy was cut down to the ground.

Blood sprayed on his face, and his expression was no longer moved.

It's a lie to say that you are at ease, but after staying here for a long time, I am also a little numb to the smell of blood.

At the same time, the adrenaline in his body is also secreting rapidly, maintaining his state of excitement.

"Kill!"

Bob found a round table out of nowhere, pressed it against his chest, and rushed over it.

It's just that the men in black have been completely killed by Roy, and they haven't even had a chance to release a second wave of arrows.

The team of men in black was originally the big killer of Tsukimibo, and they originally planned to wait for the key figures of the mercenary group to appear, and use bows and crossbows to shoot a salvo.

But they never thought of killing Roy halfway, which directly led to the annihilation of their entire army.

Biting Wolf and the remaining mercenary group members counterattacked one after another, and in the blink of an eye, they all cut down the people of Tsukimifang.

"Bang-"

Bob's mace landed on the head of the last man in black like a watermelon.

With a "bang", the brains exploded in an instant, and the red and white flew to the ground.

Does it sound good? Good is good to hear.

The scene was extremely bloody, and the corners of Roy's eyes twitched slightly.

"I didn't expect you to be so able to fight." Bob looked at Roy and laughed, "I'm sorry for your brother!" ”

At this time, he looked at Roy with no more defensiveness and prejudice in his eyes.

The so-called adversity sees the truth, and the battlefield recognizes brothers, which is the case.

The more critical it is, the more it proves who can be trusted.

If it weren't for Roy, they would have paid a terrible price in their confrontation with the men in black.

The rest of the people didn't laugh along with Bob, though.

In the face of so many corpses, it is strange to laugh.

There was a haze on everyone's faces.

"Are they also from the dungeon?"

Roy looked at the body of the man in black.

Bob restrained his smile and his face lowered: "Of course, after all, the life of the dungeon is the cheapest. ”

"The people in the dungeon haven't enjoyed a good life, as long as the moon is a little tempting, there is never a shortage of people to work for them."

"It's ironic, right, the people of the dungeon are helping the gang of exploiters in the upper city to kill their fellow dungeons."

"And you see, even if there is such a big commotion now, none of those officials have come."

He spat bloody phlegm on the ground and looked at the dome of the dungeon.

"It's rotting here, and you have to bring people to the ground, even outside the walls, it's better than here."

Roy asked, "I heard that your regiment has its own territory in the wilderness?" ”

Bob nodded, "Let's call it the Gathering Place." But the wilderness is not safe, and beasts and natural disasters are all things that kill people. ”

"We have to allocate a lot of manpower to guard the gathering place, so the forces that remain in the dungeon will be relatively weak."

"But even if the wilderness is so dangerous, we have to get out, you see, the dungeons are not safe. You will either be enslaved or you will be killed. ”

"Hey, stop chatting." The wolf shouted at them, "Hurry up and clean up the battlefield, don't stay here for long!" ”

Bob nodded and looked at Roy solemnly: "You helped us a lot today, our Black Flag Mercenary Group will always be your friend." Hurry up now, don't come to the dungeon again recently, and beware of death coming to get revenge on you. ”

"Death?" Roy's eyes moved.

"He's the owner of Tsukimibo, and no one knows his appearance and name, only that he wears a black cloak."

Bob clenched his fists.

"At the beginning, it was he who single-handedly built the notoriety of Tsukimibo. His actions were strange and cruel, and the number of lives that died at his hands was long gone. ”

"Those who are targeted by him, if they do not obey him, will either be assassinated without knowing it, or they will commit suicide without warning."

"Suicide?" Roy was slightly stunned, always feeling like he had grabbed something.

But there was chaos in my mind.

"In short, he became the Grim Reaper of the dungeon." Bob sighed.

"The head of the regiment also warned us not to face Tsukimibo head-on, because this god of death is the inheritor, and no ordinary person will be his opponent."

"After Tsukimibo set his sights on us, the head of the regiment has already moved important cadres and regimental members to the lower city or outside the wall, and what he is afraid of is the assassination of the Grim Reaper."

"But you live in Uptown, you should be fine, right? No matter how arrogant the Grim Reaper is, he will not dare to do evil in the city. ”

Roy clenched his left hand into a fist, slowly tapping his forehead, and pulled out the note with "Tsukimibo" written on it.

"Tsukimifang, Tsukimifang, Tsukimifang......"

"Black Cloak, Black Cloak, Black Cloak......"

"Death, Death, Death......"

For a moment, a flash of inspiration crossed his mind.

The churning mist, the deserted street corners, and the black cloak slowly walking towards him resembled death.

But—

"I'm super fucking you!"

Roy covered his head, cursed in authentic hometown dialect, squatted on the side of the road with a broken expression, and slammed the ground hard.

I already have so many clues, why can't I remember it!

After squatting for a while, he stood up lonely, refused Bob's company, and left the dungeon alone.

The sun on the surface hit him, and he noticed that there were many people on the street looking at him strangely.

So he subconsciously touched his face.

It turned out that the blood stains had not been wiped away.

In order to investigate this case, he did not hesitate to risk his own life and even get his hands dirty.

Still, there is always one step away from the truth.

His intuition told him that this step away was a moat for him.

Maybe this case shouldn't have been investigated in the first place?

Maybe you shouldn't have gone to the dungeon just now?

You see, in the future, you have to guard against the revenge of death, why bother?

All sorts of thoughts keep coming to mind, some of which are your own, and some of which seem to have been imposed by others.

The terrible thing is that it is becoming more and more difficult for him to discern which thoughts are his true thoughts.

There is not much time left for him to overturn the case.

———— Dividing Line————

Author's Note:

The atmosphere of these chapters is relatively depressing, there is no brainless and powerful system and golden finger, and there is no noble life experience, ordinary people can't even protect themselves in the face of injustice, how can they prove their innocence? Even asking for help needs to prove that you have the value to be helped.

But Eryi doesn't write abusive texts.,After the darkest moment of this chapter.,The next plot will gradually climb to the climax of this chapter.,The male and female protagonists will really grow up.,No longer send people under the fence.。

In the early days of the novel, the reason why I didn't set a golden finger for the protagonist was that I didn't want him to be pushed away by the so-called "system tasks and system rewards".

I hope that he will carry his own will to move the events forward, and that he is more of a gambler than Lao Yinbi, who will risk his life in order to achieve the desired ending.

Because opportunities wait for no one, achieving a 100% certain result is called mowing the grass, not taking risks, and it is precisely because he gambled everything with all his might, and the results he finally picked with his own hands are even more precious.

Man is a very contradictory creature, everyone is not willing to put themselves in danger, but everyone wants someone to give everything for them.

It's like most people like to be a young master, a boss behind the scenes, but they don't like to be a hard-working servant and guardian.

The words "maid" and "knight" are the best footnotes to dedication. And I've been thinking, what does the male protagonist have to do to make the female protagonist follow him with all her heart?

Just because you're the main character? Obviously, everyone is the protagonist of their own life.

That's right, it's about giving each other, and this concept will run through the whole text, and this is also my definition of love, family affection, and friendship.

They do their best to live in this fantasy world, and spend countless daily lives of joy or sorrow, blood or warmth, this is the story I want to write.

So, I hope everyone can continue to chase more at this time tomorrow, see you in the next chapter!