After secretly leaving the South Sea Watch Castle Inn, Yao En led the entire team to lurk, looking for a suitable opportunity. They do have a lot of expertise that is enough to open the eyes of Evan or Siegel. A group of five people opened the entrance to the bottom of the sea, followed the passage to dump the garbage and infiltrated the stronghold of the god of murder, and then cautiously advanced. Their purpose is very clear, to find Siegel who has been taken away.

Despite being an "arrogant, impulsive, and distrustful person" - Naria's exact words - he is still a companion in the operation, and does not do anything stupid to jeopardize the safety of the team. On the contrary, he also shared the attention of the servants of the god of murder and gave early warning of danger before it arrived.

There was enough reason to launch a rescue operation.

The operation went smoothly at first, as they tackled the gnome's coughing and sneezing and cleaned the water from their bodies to ensure that they left no traceable traces. Aemon used her long pole to find her way, and Naria detected magic traps, carefully avoiding the occasional passing foe and slowly making their way to the core of the colony.

Then they accidentally get stuck in the infinite loop of passages, and Knot is trapped inside. It was at this time that Siegel first used the locating technique to find them, so the mage felt that the positions of several people were always changing, and it was difficult to approach.

It took more than four hours for Naria to finally figure out the mechanism of the passage and get out of it. By this time, it was dawn, and Siegel had launched an attack on a section of the stronghold. The group decided to speed up their actions and learned the location of the cell through intimidation. Then support each other and fight your way out of the servants of the God of Murder and try to move in that direction.

They arrived at Master Reese's laboratory and found it in ruins, with no trace of Siegel being captured. Yao knows Siegel's true identity. And all this in front of him is completely caused by spells, so it can be considered that Siegel is out of trouble. In his opinion, as long as he can cast a teleportation spell, Siegel can leave this place at any time. The team has only one goal at the moment, to get out of here as soon as possible.

But on the way back, they ran into the black-clad Sage of the God of Murder.

Evan shuddered at the first sight of the black-robed man, a sign that a tough battle was about to begin. The man in black takes off his hood. Revealing a face pale from lack of light. He had no hair or eyebrows, his pupils were a pale gray, and his lips were as blue as corpses. Although his hands are empty and there is no weapon, anyone can sense that this person is difficult to deal with.

"Welcome to my temple, little mice. He put his right hand on his chest and bowed and said, "Introduce myself, my name is Chanem." ”

Evan Star, King of the Starry Kingdom and Guardian of Humanity - Evan wanted to introduce himself too much, but his intellect told him it wasn't a good idea.

"Leave your name alone. To fight or not to fight?" for the first time, he felt that he was particularly ungraceful.

"Well said, have the ability to let the horse come!" Ammon slammed his stick sideways, holding Naria behind him, and stood firmly beside Evan.

"Interesting, do you really think you can resist?" Chanem said, "I'll swing the sword with my right hand and guide it to hold the stick, and then squeeze between the two of you." Break the glasses mage before she can react and pull the dagger from her belt. The priest will try to attack me, but I will guide him to miss. Then he thrust the dagger between the gnome's eyes. That's my plan. ”

"Are you dreaming?" Ammon raised his chin, "I'm not going to give you such a chance?"

"Why. I am the Sage of the God of Murder. ”

"I'm still the god of murder!" Aemon threw away his stick and pulled out his battle scythe. "Come on. Hold the stick I threw on the ground with your sword, fool!"

The Sage's face finally took on a flush, obviously affected. Evan controlled his tremors and was already in full combat mode. His eyes were fixed on Chanem, and he said to Ammon, "Ammon, I really like you more and more!"

"No more nonsense. Kill this guy!"

And so the battle began.

Evan was very cautious, holding his shield in front of him and slowly approaching his opponent with his long sword in hand. "Follow closely behind me, and don't distance yourself. With that, he continued to adjust his breathing, staggering it from his own pace. to balance the ups and downs of the body. He only dared to blink one eye at a time, a technique he learned from his opponents. Any negligence can be fatal when facing a dangerous opponent.

Chanem moved, but his knees and ankles were not bent at all, but they still moved abruptly. In Evan's eyes, the man in black turned into a blurred shadow and rushed straight towards Aemon, and with his eyesight, he could only see a few white marks.

It was the afterimage of Chanem's fingers. His speed was so fast that Evan didn't have time to think of a better way to deal with it, so he could only hurriedly hand over the long sword. At the same time, he twisted around and threw up his shield and slammed into the afterimage. Weapons and armor swapped identities, but as long as this strategy worked, Ammon could be saved.

Ammon also sensed the enemy's attack, but his mind didn't have time to think about it, only his muscles responded. She only realized that there was a flash of dark shadow in front of her, followed by two successive metal crashes, and then she saw Evan and the Holy One of Murder collide together, palms and swords and shields holding each other.

"What a speed!Yao En!" Amon rushed forward with a scythe. A bolt grazed her ear and flew into the face of the Sage through the cracks. The hairless bald head snorted coldly, and pressed down with force, causing Evan to stagger to one knee on the ground. The bolt flew away with its bald head and stuck in the wall behind Chanem.

Narya didn't hesitate, reciting the spell of the magic missile. The four balls of light slammed into the Sage's body accurately, but they were absorbed by an invisible shield, creating only faint ripples in the air.

"This guy resists magic!" said Naria, "I can't hurt him, help everyone first!"

"The glory of Mother Earth shines on the warriors who fight evil, guides our weapons, and protects our safety!" said Anomen, holding aloft the emblem, a brilliant light enveloping the audience.

"What's the use of that?" Chanem strained his hands, and cracks immediately appeared in his shield. Thick rust spreads along the cracks. The other hand that was gripping the longsword exerted force twice, but the magic longsword did not react in the slightest.

This puzzled him. No matter how you look at this sword, it is ordinary, why can it resist rust spells?

Evan saw an opportunity in Chanem's subtle change in expression, shifted his weight slightly, and raised his foot to kick at him. He only felt that he had kicked a thick cotton bag, and he didn't feel like a normal hit on a human body at all.

"Who do you think you are? A legendary warrior monk?" Chanem snorted coldly, spun around, and threw both Evan and Aemon out.

His next target would definitely be to pounce on the fragile mage or dwarf. Evan didn't dare to wait for the landing to adjust his balance, so he used his long sword to prop up on the ground, and at the same time threw the shield out to adjust his posture. As Chanem pounced on Naria, he finally arrived in time to block his opponent again.

"It's fun, swordsman, quick reflexes and speed. But your sword can't stop me. Chanem kept blocking the direction of Evan's attacks with his palm, and his palm, which was obviously flesh, was able to slash with a sharp sword unharmed. He said: "You can only survive if you join my command, and I will give you this opportunity." ”

Evan didn't pay any attention to his words, and there was only one thought in his head, which was to defeat and destroy his opponent. He wished his sword would be faster, more powerful, and more angled.

Chanem's pale gray eyes suddenly showed murderous intent, and he grabbed Evan's long sword with one hand, and grabbed at his throat with the other, a white afterimage!

It's just too fast. And the turning point is extremely abrupt, and there is no normal accumulation process at all. Evan's complexion changed suddenly. There was a warning in my heart, knowing that this was a critical moment of life and death.

How can his own long sword be mastered by others, isn't that just giving away his life? Evan made up his mind to put his fate in the hands of his own long sword and the swordsmanship he had honed for a long time. The fingers that had been grabbed in his eyes suddenly became visible, and even the fingerprints on them could be clearly seen. Moreover, there are flaws in the hand holding his long sword, and there is still a gap in the movement of force.

A time of blessing to the soul. He jerked out the campfire and slammed it on the palm of his grip. Two lines of blood burst out of Chanem's hands, and a severed thumb flew in the air.

Evan didn't stop for a moment, and the long sword pierced the Sage's heart. The bald-headed Chanem looked at his bleeding hands for a moment, then screamed. It turned into a puff of green smoke before the sword reached him, and disappeared with a pop.

"Gone?" asked Ammon.

"No, he's definitely still around, I can still feel his threat. Evan only felt a burning sensation in his chest, there should be something unusual with his hundred-sided dice, but he didn't have time to check it now. He tried to feel the air around him, listening to even the slightest sound, but to no avail. If it's a stealthy ability, then there's no flaw.

"Gather around and don't go alone. Yao En hurriedly greeted everyone: "Back to back, quick!"

As soon as Aeon took a step, a black phantom appeared beside her, and the white palm waved towards her neck. Evan was the only one who reacted, and hurriedly swung his sword to resist. His arm sank, making sure he had hit the enemy, but only leaving more blood behind, but still allowing him to hide again.

A large amount of blood flowed down Aamon's neck, still flowing from between his fingers when he pressed it with his hands. As soon as Ammon's legs were weak and she was about to fall, Arnomen He Aiwen stretched out his arms to support her at the same time.

"You go to the vigilance, I'll heal!" Anomen called out to the power of Mother Earth, concentrated the divine power to the wound, and stopped the blood in two breaths. But a black figure appeared from Yao En's side again, and the white palm blade cut into his forehead.

A pair of glasses on the gnome's ears suddenly flashed, and a blast of impact pushed him a few feet to the side, dodging the white palm of death. Before Evan could catch up, Chanem hid into the shadows, leaving only two sneers.

Everyone gathered back to back and slowly moved towards the wall, looking for cover as much as possible. But even Yao En unfolded the scroll and used True Sight to find the location of the Holy One of Murder.

"It's not invisible, and detection magic isn't useful. Naria stretched out the shield for everyone and said anxiously, "What should we do?"

Ano handed the bandage to Ammon and told her to wrap the wound on her neck while she prayed to Mother Earth.

"Only sacrifice can win. Inspired by this, he whispered, and then held up the emblem aloft. (To be continued.) )

PS: Ahhh

Ammon is the god of murder!