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Under the influence of arcane vision, Curt was able to see four dazzling magical aura. (Please search Bayi Chinese Net, the fastest updated novel website!) They burn brightly in the dark of night, and are more eye-catching than the campfires on the side. The new Servants of the Dark Sun are not inferior to Nathan, if not surpassed, and their true colors are hidden in the hoods.

Curt doesn't know if there is a trafficker Maxim among the Servants of the Dark Sun, so he can only silently assess the strength of the enemies while waiting for the appearance of the thief Camilla.

Almost as Nathan walked onto the waterfront dock, a fat man came out of the ground. His bald head was shiny, gasping for breath with every step. The four warriors who followed the man were dressed in heavy armor and armed with steel shields and swords. A servant of the dark sun, who had seen the obsessive man, nodded, and said in a hoarse voice:

"You're late, Camila the King of Thieves. If you come a few minutes late, I'll have to put you on the list of traitors. The Lord of the Dark Sun has never been merciful to traitors, and you'd better remember that. ”

"I'm sorry, someone just told me that the boat would be late for a while because of the wind, and I forgot to inform you......"

Nathan pulled out a cotton handkerchief to wipe his sweat and panted as he explained. Then he looked at Nathan, smiled wickedly, and said:

"What's more, there are already traitors here, and it's not my turn to be punished, is it?"

Nathan's body stiffened for a moment as the other four Servants of the Dark Sun began to cast spells. Powerful magic power was condensed in their hands, including a level six spell, flying high-fives. Flying high-fives can use an invisible force field to shape giant hands and smash enemies or obstacles to smash.

"Listen to me......"

Nathan raised his hand in vain, hoping to get a chance to defend himself. But under the continuous spell bombardment, his body was burned to charcoal, then frozen into ice, and finally shattered by the giant hand of the force field.

"They really don't have mercy on their own people. ”

Quentin commented in surprise, then drew his dagger and dived into the shadows. At the same time, the two guards drew their heavy swords and lowered the visor of their helmets. Fretia held her hands in prayer and blessed everyone with protective magic.

There is no doubt that Curt and his party have been exposed. The Church of Darkness gets the news of Nathan's rebellion in advance and sets a trap. They sent a large number of high-ranking members, along with the men of the thief king Camilla, to wait for the enemy to fall into the trap.

As Hogg and Madison burst out of the room, the four Servants of the Dark Sun began casting spells again. Ignoring the two guards, they prepared to bombard Curt's hideout.

Curt preemptively started casting spells and pointed at his target and shot a fireball orb with a projectile spell. A fierce fire burst between the four servants of the dark sun, igniting the wooden dock. But none of the Servants of the Dark Sun were injured, and they all wore rings of spell nullity on their hands.

"That should be enough. ”

Ke deliberately whispered, ignoring Freitia, who had blessed the divine spell and increased the resistance of the spell, rushed to the door, ready to use her body to hard-top the spell. Curt heard a loud bang in the distance, and one of the servants of the dark sun flipped upside down. A mist of blood erupted from his chest, and fragments of internal organs and flesh flew everywhere. A bowl-sized wound appeared between the chest and abdomen of the Servant of the Dark, piercing his body.

Half of his rib bullet landed on the body of another servant of the dark sun, and he suddenly realized that if he was the one who was attacked, it would be the same fate. The three Servants of the Dark Sun immediately gave up their half-used spells and activated their magic items against ranged weapons. The blazing light of the fire that Curt had drawn from them shone on, turning them into the most conspicuous targets in the night.

Gordon on the roof in the distance let out a sigh of relief, neatly reloading his sniper rifle. He turned his gun on one of the thieves in the charge, no longer paying attention to the servants of the dark sun. - Against high-level mages, the sniper rifle can only win once. After that, Gordon's job became to clean up Camilla's men.

The two guards rushed to the docks like bulls, waving their two-handed swords along the way. The thieves' swords and leather armor could not stop the heavy blades, and they could only watch as the heavy swords swept at their waists, and then the men with weapons were cut in two. When the lower half of his body fell, the thief's upper body was still flying in the air. A terrible wail followed, and the thief who had been cut in half would have lived a little longer.

"Help me bless and calm my mind. ”

Curt asked in a deep voice, and then felt as if a piece of ice had been stuffed in his head. He nodded to Freitia, who had blessed him with divine magic, and then raised his hand and flicked the teleportation earrings. The three Servants of the Dark Sun had just cast a teleportation spell and escaped from the campfire's light. One of them appeared on the roof not far away, trying to recover from the vertigo sensation of teleportation.

Curt appears next to the Servant of the Dark Sun, taking them by surprise. With the help of calming his mind, Curt didn't feel any discomfort caused by teleportation. The Elemental Staff appeared in Curt's hand, spewing a deadly chill at the Servant of the Dark Sun. The spell is invalid, and the enchantment can only resist the level 4 spell, so the level 5 ice pick takes the life of the servant of the dark sun.

By the time the Servant of the Dark Sun turned into an ice sculpture and fell off the roof and fell to pieces, the Iron Guards had already rushed to the side of the thief King Camilla. They engaged four heavily armed elite escorts, breaking through in just ten seconds. Where the guards passed, an elite guard who had been sent flying was embedded in a shattered plank, carrying a dented steel shield**. The other three elite guards were lying on the ground, their limbs and wreckage flying everywhere and landing all over the waterfront docks.

Before the meat grinder-like guards rushed over, the thief Camilla had fled into the tunnels. He squirmed his fat body desperately, and then suddenly received a heavy blow. Quentin emerged from the shadows, stunning Camilla and shrugging, feeling a little too relaxed. Quentin then took out the rope and tied up Camila as Curt had asked beforehand.

This is the end of the battle. By the time Curt jumped off the roof, holding the Soulbind Gem in one hand and scavenging magical items from the corpse of the Servant of the Dark, all enemies had already fallen. Fretia stood on a building in the distance, conversing with a servant of the dark sun.

The Servant of the Dark Sun was Nathan's peer and competitor, who was once ambushed and captured by Fretia and her party at Nathan's home. His name is Edwin, and in Curt's plan, Edwin is the spy who breaks into the Church of the Dark Sun, and Nathan is the cannon fodder used to distract him.

Next to Fretia and Edwin lies another unconscious Servant of the Sun. He was plotted by Edwin, only to be smashed by Fretia and fell to the ground. Freitia was patient and asked Edwin some questions. Edwin, who had been blessed by Fretia two days ago, naturally knew everything and said everything.

So Fretia angrily walked up to Curt and said angrily:

"Mr. Curt, you deceived me again! You didn't tell me all the arrangements, otherwise things wouldn't have turned out like this! Why did you betray Mr. Nathan? He could have survived! You are simply the devil, the embodiment of conspiracy!"

"Who's going to shut up this a**?"

Curt muttered unpleasantly as he stuffed the magic items he found into his pocket in the dimension. The guards who came over pretended not to hear, and Curt could only say very gloomily:

"Hey, don't play dumb, which of you is going to teach this [beep-] a lesson? I'm busy, tired, and annoyed enough, do you want me to civilize this [beep-] elm head? Should I take some more time out to help her preach and persuade a few wicked people to throw themselves into the arms of Corellon?"

"You don't have to talk to that point. ”

Hogg glanced at Curt and spoke in embarrassment. He shook off the blood stains on the heavy swords in both hands, and said hesitantly:

"Elves are indeed a very principled race, and they are noble beings. Belch...... If Ms. Fretia is not flexible, then please accept my apology. ”

"I'm not wrong! Evil ways will not end well, only by following God's guidance can you be saved!"

Freita screamed in anger, her face flushed. Curt looked at Fretia coldly, and then said in an even colder tone:

"Then let Ke Ruilong rush over and solve this matter himself. Your faith is great, Lady Fretia. Your beliefs are obviously more important than the lives of a dozen children. Thou art fearless of danger, despising death, a light in the midst of darkness. Even if you are unfortunate enough to be caught and sold into a kiln as a [beep-], it will not shake your noble soul. I'd love to know how you feel when the Darksun Church members take turns cutting off the heads of your children, or do you just focus on ** and forget everything?"

"You-!!"

Fretia pointed at Curt, trembling all over. Curt didn't bother to look at Fretia again, but just asked Quentin who came over:

"Is it dealt with?"

"I gave Camilla to the Thieves' Guild people, and it should be fine. ”

Quentin replied happily, then glanced at Freitia, who was standing nearby. Fretia was praying through gritted teeth, asking the god of elves to grant her a forgiving heart. So Quentin snapped his tongue and whispered in admiration:

"Your speech just now is really good, and it can be called emotional. In fact, I wanted to say those things a long time ago, but I had neither the eloquence nor the guts. At all costs...... Can we stop here? We must rush to the sacrificial rite at once, and there is still a bad battle to be fought. ”

"I agree. ”

Kirt nodded, and he was relaxed when he scolded Fretia. Then Curt turned his face to Freitia and said calmly:

"I'll just ask you once - which is more important, your principles or the lives of your children? If you insist on implementing your principles, then I'll quit. ”

“...... Let's get the kids out first. ”

Fretia endured great humiliation and replied softly. Even the sluggish she could feel that her companions were more willing to act with Curt.