Shaq Manor was silent, and there was not a single figure on the entire lawn. The moon in the sky cast a bright light, but it left a long, thick black shadow behind Siegel and Dorn. The two men stepped up the stone staircase in front of the gate, one after the other.

There were two statues of cheetahs in front of the door, and when Siegel approached, they turned their heads, their eyes glowing yellow, and their claws raking at the ground. There are also some living statues hidden under the cornices between the floors of the house, but they are not as large as the cheetah, and mainly take the form of small birds and bats. This is the first line of defense at Shaq Manor.

There are layers of magical spells on the gates, which need to be fully unraveled with the priestly power of the God of Murder. The servants who want to come here should have a key or secret word to enter and exit, otherwise it will be too cumbersome to use on a daily basis.

Siegel glanced twice and recognized three offensive spells: a flame strike that fell from the sky, a force field punch that pushed outward, and a flash dust that dealt with stealth and stealth. There should be three or four or so spells left, and there was no way for Siegel to stop and take a closer look.

The house was brightly lit, with forty candles and six oil lamps lit in a ten-metre-long foyer alone. But apart from the extravagant lighting, there are no other decorations, and it looks empty. The floor was cold marble, and it was winter but there was no carpet, the curtains were only a thin layer of linen, decorated with neither velvet nor lace, and the walls were blank, with no portraits or tapestries, no flags and no weapons. There is no green in the whole room, and there is no smell of flowers, which can be described as very shabby.

"I'm starting to doubt your ability to pay. Siegel looked around: "This place is dedicated to pising thieves, it's bright and bright." ”

"You're laughing. The light gives us peace of mind. But excessive decoration can be distracting. Dorn pointed to the small door next to the stairs and said, "Please go this way." Mr. Jay. ”

"Why don't you show me around the house?"

"You're going to stay here for a long time. There is a chance to see. Dorne took the lead and reached out and pushed the door open.

Behind the door is a dark staircase with a spiral of iron steps leading downward. There was no lighting inside, and it was particularly dark next to the brightly lit hall. Fortunately, the walls of the stairwell are covered with a layer of mosaics, which are very clean, so that the outside light is scattered here, at least people can see the road under their feet.

Dorn went down first, followed by Siegel.

"Although it was brightly lit outside. But it was still pitch black inside. Siegel stroked the walls of the passage with his hand, secretly leaving traces of magical energy on it. The spell he left behind would slowly gather the power of the earth elementals, and when encountering a magic spell, it would emit a signal that would make it easy for others to find the passage.

"We are misunderstood a lot by the world, but as Solidarity expands, everything will slowly get better. Dorn was confident and didn't mind Siegel's words at all. "Compared with other church organizations, our Unity Society is the most able to unite the people and the most vigorous. ”

"I've heard many jokes, and you're the funniest one. Siegel said this deliberately. in order to stir up his emotions. It is very difficult to cast a mind control spell on a god's priest, so he must first understand the shortcomings of Dorne's personality and cognitive laws. in order to have a purpose. Pride and anger go hand in hand with good brothers, and they are the entry point for many mind-control spells, so Siegel said: "Your delusions have no practical meaning, the standard of living in the town of Cabe is still very poor, and I don't see how unity can help." It's that everyone's titles have improved a lot, but the duke and earl can't even exchange a piece of bullshit, let alone fill their stomachs. ”

"Your vision is too narrow," said Dorn, "and you don't see the whole picture." ”

He pushed open the iron door at the end of the spiral staircase and led Siegel into a massive cavern. The entire cave is underground, extending for a distance of more than 1,000 meters, and there are only four pillars more than 20 meters high in between, supporting the roof of the cave from the ground. The pillars are inlaid with luminous canes with unquenchable flames, and some flaming braziers provide illumination. In this cavern, there were more than four hundred warriors in full armor, half of them training, the other half crafting weapons and armor by the fire, the light of the brazier jumping over their bright armor. The whole space reverberated with the sound of metal striking and slogans one after another, and the noise was unusual.

Siegel squinted his eyes and found vents in the roof and walls of the cave, where he could feel the Qi elemental flying in and out. One of them leads to the cliff, the one he and Yao En found. I don't know what the dwarf will do in the end, I hope they are all well.

"This is the strength of our solidarity to ensure that our survival and ideals are not encroached upon by evil. The elves drove us out of our homes, and there was no second time like this! We would trample the spiky ears with our invincible iron hooves, drag them out of the tree nests, and throw them into concentration camps. Only labor can make them understand the truth of life again, that is, ......"

"They're elves, what do they have to do with humans? Siegel deliberately interrupted him, "Isn't it all that slimy jelly underneath these armors?"

Dorne took a deep breath, instantly suppressed his excitement, and brought a faint smile back on. "Of course, these are our soldiers," he said. The power of the gods is beyond your imagination, and mortal powers cannot compete with it. The town of Kebe is only the first step, our soldiers can grow indefinitely, and there will be no resistance under the torrent of steel?"

"These soldiers are not very good. Siegel pouted: "Their armor is shoddy, and it's okay to scare and scare the peasants, but they can't even block arrows on the battlefield." As for the martial arts of these people, they are even inferior to a certain extent - except for putting on a fight, I am afraid that even a chicken will not be able to stab to death. ”

"You can't just say a baby can't run just because he can't roll over yet. Dorn led Siegel down the stairs and into the Cavern Square. With a wave of his hand, he cleared the tin men out of the field, then stopped.

"Why, fight here?" said Siegel to Dorn with a movement of his wrists, "It's better to start early." This cold place makes me uncomfortable. And I'm starting to miss my little Lily. ”

"Don't try to touch her with your hands. Dorn snorted, "Your first opponent is our Iron Warrior. ”

"Hey. I'm here to find the Assassin who attacked the Elven Forest, not the Wax Dummy. These weird things can't be exchanged for bounties!"

"This is the territory of the Solidarity Association, I have to teach you basic manners first!"

The full-body armored warrior didn't say a word, and the flat-ended long sword pounced from behind Siegel. The sound of his footsteps drowned out the noise around him, but the disturbance of the air gave Siegel enough warning. He didn't look behind him at all, and suddenly took a step to the side, causing the other party to change the direction of the charge, but he immediately rebounded. Use the elven steps to dodge to the other side.

The swift change of tactics sent the full-body warrior into the air, and the sword only hit the air. He stood still, his knees and waist exerting force, turning his stab into a horizontal slash. The ironclad warriors didn't have time to form a second offensive, and Siegel moved too fast. His arm gripped the back of his head, and a bright light flashed through his white hair, and then the sword slashed down, just in time to slash the sword-wielding hands of the full-body warrior. Only a smack was heard, and two severed hands and a long sword fell to the ground one after another, making a few crisp sounds.

Siegel refuses to relent. With the help of the force of the slash, he crouched down slightly, and then exerted force like a spring. The sword pierced through the chest and abdomen of the thin-skinned armor. Straight to a pair of wear. Blood gushes out, then gradually loses its color and becomes transparent. Siegel drew his sword and stood back in place, kicking the corpse of the severed Hand Man far away.

"I told you that this thing is useless, just to scare people. Siegel's contemptuous smile caught deep into Dorne's eyes, and the hands in his sleeves clenched into fists. When Regis reported to him, he said that this man was a good man, but he didn't expect to be so much stronger than the first fighters.

Dorne is well aware of his shortcomings, that is, he has too little knowledge in combat, etc. He can come up with the idea of a solidarity association, he can devise some tricks, but after all, he has not been trained as a knight, and he has never been on the battlefield, so he thinks that all the skills of using the sword are similar, and he cannot distinguish between good and bad. The Sage of the God of Murder entrusted him with the training of the Glue Man warriors, and he captured the old head of Kebe Castle.

Therefore, the first batch of glue people all used the most standard basic swordsmanship. In the eyes of connoisseurs, the lack of change and the lack of spirituality make it easy to predict their next move.

"Don't waste time and my patience, these tin guys haven't been able to change my manners and character. Siegel pointed his sword at Dorne, his eyes like flames, "Send me those heads, or I'll turn them all into molten scrap." ”

"Don't be ashamed!" the five full-body armor warriors shouted at the same time, and then rushed forward together. Two of them take the horn position, two of them take the plough position, and the other takes the top position with his two-handed sword raised above his head. Siegel sneered, pointed his sword to the ground, and responded with a deception position that was easy to defend and counterattack.

The top position uses a vertical slash, and Siegel is the first to rush at him. A slightly oblique vertical slash slashed at the corner of his eye, which Siegel had expected. With a shake, he used the turn and side movement to give way to the blade, and instead of even fighting back with the long sword in his hand, he felt a dagger from his belt. After the opponent slashed down with the sword in both hands, there was no defense above the chest, and the dagger stabbed him twice in succession in the gap between his throat and visor, and killed him neatly.

The diagonal slash of the horn position struck, and two intersecting white lights tried to block Siegel's space. But he used his elven steps to crash into the arms of the dead Tin Man, using him as a shield. His dagger was still stuck in the gap in his visor, so he used it as a handle, and pulled it to the side. Siegel kicks his foot and throws the dead man off balance, turning him into a steel pillar that leans over. With the power of the shoulder charge, throw the dead man at the two warriors who are slashing diagonally.

The two men slashed dumbly on the dead man's armor, and then were knocked backwards. Siegel lifted his sword and slid it away from the fourth's attack. Another stab from the plough position at his waist was blocked by him with his armor. Siegel spun half a circle, unloading the power of the straight stab attack by spinning, and solved another one with the dagger.

In a one-on-one battle, the Tin Man has no advantage. When the two knocked down guys refound their offensive positions, Siegel tackled another one. This time, he didn't even bother with the two full-body armor opponents, and instead walked straight towards Dorne.

"You've managed to mess with me, priest with no ears. Siegel said, "No one can save you this time." (To be continued.) )

PS: Several postures of German two-handed swordsmanship.