There are countless unfathomable chasms between the wise and the wise, and the gap between the swordsman and the swordsman comes only from the mastery of power, so that most of the other professions in the Eternal Continent are inconsistent.

When the Lifetime Codex of a Sanctuary swordsman wearing the 'Yakshatra' crest was revealed to the Church of Light, even young children in the most remote kingdoms in the north understood the huge gap between a swordsman who could skillfully explore his potential and a swordsman who played with copper coins in ordinary taverns.

And the source of the gap is only whether or not you have comprehended the concept of 'fighting spirit' that can open mountains and crack rocks and the class of 'martial arts' that you have learned

"The Kamel family, you really gave me a surprise of surprise. ”

The dim kerosene light reflected Li Laifu's scarred face, and the rain had not yet washed away the dust, but now it was mixed with a trace of blood.

The capital of chaos does not have the extravagant product of the goblin civilization like the magic lamp, and the kerosene lamp used for lighting is also so dim at this time, Li Laifu slowly supported his body, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Old fellow, you are more of a nobleman than I am. ”

The wooden door of the Lost Land was sealed, and one could even imagine that there would be an old man outside at this time squinting at the comfortable appearance of a sleeper with blood-colored eyes, everything was sudden, but there was an inexplicable nature.

In the dim firelight, three figures appeared abruptly, so that the last trace of warmth was gone, the three evildoers, their faces were distorted with indifference, this is the gaze that only outlaws who look down on life and death will have, a man with a dagger in his hand nodded slowly, the blue ceremonial robe was incompatible with the dim tones of the lost place, he looked at the blood dripping from Li Laifu's feet, and a strange smile permeated his entire face.

Behind him stood two white-haired young men with extremely similar faces, both with the 'Flower of Sin' badge unique to the City of Chaos on their chests, and their momentum was as steady as the boundless Verdun Mountains, especially one of the white-haired youths, who surrounded him not with fighting spirit, but with blazing magical fireballs.

Two swordsmen, one proficient in the art of assassination and comprehending the concept of fighting spirit, and the other as a wise mage who exists as the leader, is almost the standard standard for the standard elementary mercenary group class.

Li Laifu sighed, and slowly leaned towards a remote corner, this is the most basic brawl wisdom in the previous life, only by handing over the back to the most trusted teammates, can you guarantee that you will not die inexplicably, obviously, on this continent, human beings cannot be fully trusted, not to mention that after going through ups and downs, Li Laifu has become a lone ranger, losing An Shibai and the scolding bearded dwarf, he seems a little powerless to resist in the face of crisis.

"You're the lamb who upended the traditions of the City of Chaos? ”

The three-eyed viper ornament on the dagger signifies death in black wisdom, and the man in blue shook his head with a smirk, and the mage standing behind him echoed.

There is no refutation, it is a soft stubble.

The two looked at each other and smiled, without words, the heresy they had committed over the years was enough for them to be called a pair of brothers and sisters.

"Legend has it that the high-ranking mage Kerry and the silver third-order swordsman Moore who have faintly seen the sea of wisdom and ignorance have died under his minions, and it seems that the truth is not surprising, by the way, it seems that Moore, the reckless man who crawled out of the slums, was killed by this guy himself. ”

"A filthy nobleman, whose smile is uglier than any of our sinful after taking off his splendid ceremonial robes, has lost the depraved servants who follow the gold coins, and who can only show their majesty in the belly of a woman. ”

The three of them sneered, they didn't stop Li Laifu from moving his body, maybe this is the last trace of pride of the sinners in the Chaos City, if they find a prey weaker than themselves, then they will scold themselves for the remaining mercy, and to be able to be instructed by one of the current kings of the Chaos City, the 'Lost Enchantress', this is already a supreme glory for them.

Blood and mockery, and helplessness.

Li Laifu has been silent, and there is a shocking scar on the left cheek unconsciously, but he doesn't hurt, the pain he has experienced is too much, this insignificant feeling can only make the corners of his mouth slightly raise a trace of mockery.

The Lost Enchantress, House Carmel.

These two words didn't seem disgusting, and Li Laifu didn't even understand why this scene occurred.

Since you don't understand, you can only take the initiative to look for it.

With his legs swinging a little, Li Laifu barely raised his head and stared at the wicked man who was much taller than him, but the fear in the corners of his eyes made the three small characters who were not very powerful in the chaotic city feel a strange satisfaction.

"If the hateful and powerless gaze can kill, then I will surely let the Pope of Light die at my feet. ”

The man in blue smiled, and the cold light on the dagger was more dazzling than the kerosene lamp that appeared from time to time.

Li Laifu lay like mud in a small corner of the Lost Lands Inn, dust and sweat covered his entire face, his mouth closed as if twitching, and his dark eyes were full of fear.

"This is the cowardly aristocracy of the Eternal Continent, the God of Light is above, this is your weak believer, my God, are your trembling lips praying for peace? ”

Looking down on the ugly appearance of the down-and-out nobleman, the white-haired mage suddenly laughed wildly, and the three fireballs around him were also blurred, indeed, in terms of his magical attainments, it would take a lot of energy and magic to maintain the image of this wise man, but because of the pretending thoughts that some ordinary people have, he still chose to show himself in this mysterious way.

"Hahahaha, ridiculous nobleman! stupid, dirty!"

"Hahahaha"

The maniacal laughter came to an abrupt end, and an abrupt burst of questioning froze the white-haired mage's rampant expression.

The three magic fireballs were also lost due to the loss of their magic support.

What did he see? The nobleman who grew up in the castle surrounded by gold coins was smiling?

Li Laifu stood up, there were still drops of blood falling on his smiling face, and the most uncomfortable thing for the three evildoers was that all his previous downfall seemed to be intentional, or rather

It's a humorous black drama.

"May I describe you like this, noble and powerful sinners, or ignorant reptiles. ”

The man in blue was stunned, he thought of something in an instant, and the three-eyed viper dagger in his hand waved it vigorously, as if it was blocking the approach of death, and the roar of his strength also looked a bit of a brutal style.

A blazing ball of fire bloomed before his eyes.

"I see, it's not a prayer, cunning and ugly nobleman, you're chanting a magic incantation!"

The white-haired mage roared, but then a sneering look on his face.

"Fireball Magic?The most basic first-order magic has been chanted for dozens of breaths?Don't worry guys, this is a baby nobleman from the wizarding world. ”

Just as he triumphantly applauded his somewhat bard's humor, a streak of blood bloomed in his eyes.

Snatching the blade, throwing it out, in one go, blood splattering, as skillful as a dwarf forging a weapon,

Hotter than fire, stinking worse than the blood the child had left behind.

The white-haired mage touched his neck, and it was still there, but it was as if a huge wound had been cut by some sharp weapon, and the blood was pouring out.

He stared ahead in a daze, a stunned and distorted face reflected in his dark black pupils.

"Is this me? It turns out that I am the ugliest person. ”

The white-haired mage fell to the ground with a bang, not even a single mysterious magic character could be wielded in his mouth, and across his fallen head, a young man gasped for breath and sweated like rain, and slightly dark blood fell down the edge of the three-eyed viper dagger in his hand.

Like the thorn flower that symbolizes the sanction of light, it is slowly blooming.

Li Laifu gasped, and quickly retreated like lightning, and there were two more corpses beside him, one was charred and blackened, and the aroma of roasted meat, and the other died even more tragically, and his throat was cut raw.

Is the first-order magic fireball weak? No, even Moore, a silver swordsman who used to have some prestige in the City of Chaos, has lost his Flower of Life without any defense, let alone an ordinary sinner swordsman who has also cultivated the art of assassination, not to mention

How could a nobleman who stepped into the black castle be the heir of a man who grew up surrounded by gold coins?

But this kid knew that the battle was not over yet, not to mention the lost place behind these three fools, just the guarded white-haired swordsman in front of him had already made Li Laifu feel that the crisis was approaching.

Because this guy didn't look touched after seeing the death of his companion again, he just nodded and said a sentence as if he suddenly realized.

"As it should be. ”