The archer in the darkness bent his bow and arrow, the cold arrow locked between Curt's brow, as if he would be shot through the head if he dared to take another step forward.

The magicians of the True Eye have been lurking in this underground stronghold for many years, performing strange spells, and they have long been accustomed to suspicion of anyone of unknown origin. Now that this hidden stronghold is under attack from the enemy, their suspicions are undoubtedly heightened.

If he were to change his position and put Curt in the other party's current situation, he would presumably be suspicious of all the people who suddenly appeared in sight. Even if you are not suspicious enough to regard the plants and trees in the shadows as enemies, you will not lightly believe those who do not know the details.

Think about it, if you were still being chased by the enemy, and suddenly two people pop up and say that they want to act together, will you believe them? Even Curt, who is more inclined to use negotiation to solve the problem than fighting, will probably refuse the other party's offer to cooperate.

"Mercenaries and little girls, stop talking nonsense. ”

Sure enough, when the woman heard Curt's words, she immediately stared at him with suspicion: "You're Curt Leinster—I haven't forgotten your face." After thwarting so many of our plans, do you think I'm going to believe it?"

Curt has been involved in the Eyes of Truth plan more than once, and has succeeded in thwarting them from achieving their goals on almost every occasion. Originally, they tried to make him a pawn in their hands, but now that they are like this, I am afraid that they have already regarded him as an enemy.

This is one of the reasons why Lizzie doesn't like the Wizards under True Sight, unlike her who advocates rational thinking. There are too many madmen in the eyes of true sight. Even fellow mages have shifted from the search for knowledge to the creation of tools for battle.

Spells are knowledge and the techniques that make use of it. But these sorcerers only use it to spread blood and fire. The Silver Dragon King had said that spells were power, but not just power - but some of the magicians who inhabited the land had forgotten his teachings.

These sorcerers are immersed in fighting each other all day long. You may have long forgotten what communication and cooperation are, and you can only distinguish between your own kind and your enemies. Reason grew darker and darker in their minds, and the suspicion and desire for destruction cultivated in the fight almost completely took over their minds.

"Looks like I've gained some fame on your side, too—though I don't want to. Curt shook his hand slightly, a wry smile appeared on his face, "But you don't need to be so nervous, I have already said that I have no ill intentions, I just hope we can cooperate." ”

Curt didn't know how to prove to the woman that she had no ill will, as she might have seen him as a companion to those attackers.

Because the man who brought him to this stronghold, he was one of the executors of this attack. He also tries to kill Curt and Lizzie. As the upper manager of the Mercenary Management Office, he is not only related to the True Eye, but also seems to be helping some more powerful force.

Lizzie's spells seemed to be losing their effect, and the last of their energy had been drained. The originally monotonous black and white colors were slowly dyed with more dark colors, and with the last bit of spell remaining, Curt could only barely see the more and more blurred outlines of the other party.

Her tall and thin body had begun to tremble, and the excessive blood loss had made it difficult for her to maintain a high level of mental concentration. She probably didn't have much strength left, but even so, she still insisted on opening her bow and using the last bit of strength to keep her arm steady.

"If you don't believe me. Then shoot the arrow at us. ”

Lizzie laughed sarcastically, unconcerned about the threat, "You still have two arrows in your hand, and we happen to have two of them." If you're sure to shoot us, shoot at us and watch your own blood drain. Die here. ”

Her icy gaze pierced through the darkness and stabbed straight at the man who was almost unsteady—opposite her, the tall, lanky female archer staring at her. The darkness that coils around the cavern is nothing. There was no way to stop the two sorcerers who used spells to enhance their eyesight.

Not only the eyes that shimmered with pale white magical light, but also the condensation of several complex geometric circular Rubik's cubes in Liqi's hands. Dense ancient characters are inlaid around the ring. They were disorderly around the Rubik's Cube, spinning fast and slowly.

The subtle Rubik's cube structure looks quite complex. They seem to be weaving a rather esoteric spell. Curt couldn't see what kind of spell it was, but as long as he saw the heavy magical power, he could tell that Lizzie was about to use this spell to greet the other party.

Although it was an old-fashioned approach, Curt could only admit that Lizzie's taunt was successful, and the other side immediately shifted the target to the short girl. And Lizzie also took this opportunity to quietly give Curt a look, so that he was ready to surprise the female archer opposite.

Curt's public identity has been investigated by the other party, and it is somewhat clear that his strength should not be underestimated. As for Lizzie's side, they almost all regarded her as a harmless sorcerer's apprentice and the most ineffective theory department of all.

The same taunts or provocations come out of her mouth far more effectively than Curt -- and they tend to anger some who lack composure. After all, she was completely looked down upon by a weak little girl, which was really different from an experienced mercenary.

Whoosh -

Say it's too late, then it's too fast. Curt's ears caught the sound of the bowstring vibrating, and at the same time, the sharp sound of arrows piercing the air. The sniper shot was aimed at Lizzie, and the girl's provoked opponent fired an arrow at her in a fit of rage, and then bent his bow again, ready to shoot the next arrow.

But almost at the same moment, Curt immediately rushed out of the hole, he lowered his body, and ran wildly in the direction of the woman. From his previous observations, he had completely seen the location of the trap planted on the ground, and every time he stepped on it, he avoided the trap just right.

The woman thought that Curt would block the first arrow for Lizzie, and she was ready to take advantage of the situation to pursue. But she didn't expect that Curt would not care about Lizzie's life or death at all, and rushed straight towards her, so that she didn't have time to aim at him and shoot the next blow.

Curt had noticed that when she faced the little monster, the arrow shot at a slightly slower rate than the normal rapid-fire fire. The arrows infused with magic were the reason - if she wanted to keep the shot powerful, she had to take the time to channel it into it.

In other words, this magical void is the best time to attack her.

As if it was a black wind, the female archer only noticed a flower in front of her, and Curt's figure appeared in front of her eyes, and grabbed the joints of her arms at a tricky angle. Seeing that it was too late to shoot, she had no choice but to kick the ground with both feet and flee behind her with strength.

But the only thing that awaited her there was a shackle of darkness, and Curt's capture was nothing more than a feint to force her into that trap. In an instant, several shadows that could not be seen suddenly separated from the shadows in the corner of the wall, locking her body like a poisonous snake and binding her firmly.

"What, it's a lot of talk, but it's actually nothing more than that. ”

Behind Curt, Lizzie slowly walked out, the Rubik's cube in her hand still reflecting a strange light. She was covered in a black substance like a cloak, which seeped into the ground and merged with the darkness around her—the arrow that the woman had shot earlier stuck in the shadow on Lizzie's shoulder.

Perhaps it was because she said that it hurt the spot, and the woman gasped, then gritted her teeth and said, "How great do you think you are, stinky little imp with sharp teeth and claws? ”

As if the power of her whole body had been drained by Liqi's spell, the woman collapsed to the ground, and at the same time looked angrily at Liqi who was looking down on her condescendingly. Curt didn't know exactly what position she held in the eyes of true sight, but judging by her words and actions, she should have more status than an ordinary researcher.

Wizards tend to look down on each other because of some of the ideas they study, so the sorcerers of different schools are often in a debate, and the sorcerers always see it as a shame to be knocked down by members of the opposing schools. And even for the mages who were in the same order, the situation was not any better - rather, for some reason, the preconceptions were much stricter.

And for these members of the True Eye who studied ancient spells, it was a great shame to be defeated by an apprentice who had grown up under the cultivation of contemporary spells. Preaching the power of ancient spells has become a thing of the past, they never want to see themselves defeated by new technology.

What's more, this girl is only an apprentice in the theory department, even if she is seriously injured, being captured alive by her is a stain that can never be washed away.

"Whatever you may say, you're now our prisoner. Lizzie scoffed at her shouting, looking at her angry eyes nonchalantly, "If you really have the ability, then make it for me - for now, you better stay honest." ”

As if to declare herself the victor, Lizzie clasped her arms around her chest and looked down at the woman who had fallen to the ground mockingly. She proudly held her chest almost unheaving, and then casually traced a plural path of light in the air, weaving a Rubik's cube with the cross structure as the core.

A moment later, the healing power flowed into the woman's body through the Rubik's Cube, mending several of the wounds on her body that had been cracked open little by little. (To be continued......)