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Leather dagger sheaths were sewn all over the wanderer's body, and several daggers were mounted on each of the arms, chest, and thighs. At the age of more than thirty, he quickly pulled out the dagger and inserted it back quickly. The speed is so fast that you can only see a flash of cold light.

He was the first to break the dullness: "Maybe after this mission is completed, I will also leave." ”

Everyone looked at him in silence, and no one was surprised anymore. Because the words of the warrior also resonated with them, they are all over thirty years old, and they are no longer those ignorant teenagers whose hearts are higher than the sky and whose dreams are wider than the sea. If you can live a prosperous life in peace, no one will choose to take risks again!

After a while, the mage joked, "What? Do you want to go back to the big city and be a thief?"

The Wanderer scolded him with a smile and explained, "Some time ago my teacher sent me a message that the Duke of Dinovalen was recruiting some wanderers and rangers to serve as scouts in his army, and I heard that the treatment was not bad. And we don't need to be involved in the war. I wanted to try my luck there. ”

The young priest quipped, "Maybe the next time we see you, we'll call you 'knight.'" ”

The wanderer smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "I never wanted to be a bird 'knight', if I want to put up with those delicate and pretentious nobles all the time, then it is better to kill me!"

The priest interjected, "Then why are you still in the army? How can you be an employee at ease? You can do what you want, and pull down if you don't want to do it. ”

"Because I want to improve myself. The wanderer said, "When I was a child, I didn't want to be a farmer who lived a hard life, I wanted to get money easily, so I became a wanderer. But you can't be a thief all your life. That's too unpursuing, so I joined this team and came out to practice. Now the teacher said that Duke Denovalen has a large number of shadow dancers under his command, including several top masters in the Western Continent! Now that I am only thirty-two years old, there is still room for development, I want to continue to learn more skills, and I can make a lot of money in the future!"

The mage also spoke, "I may be leaving the group too." With the commission of 2,000 gold coins this time, I have already saved enough tuition fees to study the sixth-order arcane, so I plan to continue my arcane studies. ”

The warrior was surprised and said, "Wow, that tuition fee is very expensive! I wonder if you can make all your savings go for nothing! In fact, you now have a fifth-order arcane art, and you can mix up with any duke who is a good messenger, so why bother with your own money?"

The mage said helplessly: "No way, every time I see the treatment and privileges that those high-level mages receive, the authority and power they have, I can't help but want to be one of them. I know that the Sixth Order Arcane is a huge hurdle, and it is also the watershed between ordinary spells and high mages. If the talent is not good, no matter how much money you spend, you don't want to learn. But I still want to give it a try! Even if I fail, I don't complain. At least I can break the idea of becoming a high-level mage and calm down to live the rest of my life. ”

The priest listened to their words and was a little stunned: "You are all thinking about leaving, so what should I do? It's too hard to find another team like yours." Even if I find someone, they will accept me!After all, I only have a fourth-order divine skill. ”

He turned again and asked the wanderer, "Does the Duke of Denovalen you said need a priest?"

The wanderer spread his hands and said, "He is a very strange man, who wants all kinds of occupations, except for priests." I really don't know what he thinks. Maybe there's a church of gods behind him, so he rejects the pastors of other gods?"

But the priest said to the priest: "Actually, the person in our group who does not need to worry is you, you have the church of the eternal Lord as a backing, and you don't have to worry about food and shelter in this life." If you don't mix well outside, you can go back to town but be an ordinary priest. He still lives a good life of eating, drinking, and drinking. ”

The pastor smiled helplessly and said, "I don't have a special parish, and after I go back, I can only be someone's deputy, watching other people's faces all day long." Living in the midst of intrigue every day, others think you're doing well. I just can't stand that. ”

The Master smiled meaningfully and said, "Doesn't your church say that all people in your church are brothers and sisters, that everyone is equal before the Lord, that they should be loving, that they should be content?

The priest sighed and said, "It's hard to put into words." If I had lived a comfortable life, how could I have left a good house and run out to sleep with you? ”

He pointed to Palik, who was praying at the top of the hill, and said, "He's lucky that he'll soon be able to inherit a piece of territory." When the time comes, he will be able to turn this place into his diocese, and be both a lord and a priest, how prestigious. I wonder when I'll have such luck as him?"

Early the next morning.

By the time the first rays of sunlight came out from the top of the mountain, the five of them had already rounded the town of Harmonville, and before they knew it, they had come to the back of a large rock near the stone fort on the mountainside, and poked their heads out to take a closer look. The young priest began to cast support spells on the warriors.

The mage quickly cast the "Invisible Enchantment", and in an instant they all disappeared together. This spell makes teammates within 20 feet (about 6 meters) of him invisible, while they can see each other normally.

"I don't seem to be on guard. The wanderer looked at the stone castle for a moment and said, "There seems to be a figure in that window. Add me an eagle eye. ”

The mage and the priest looked at each other helplessly: "I didn't prepare this." Yesterday I said that I was fighting around the stone castle, so there is no need to use this spell for long-distance observation. ”

The wanderer patted his head and said, "Then add a stealth technique to me, and I'll go to the pile of firewood next to the stone castle to take a closer look at the situation inside." ”

Wanderers are generally trailblazers and scouts. Especially after blessing the third-order arcane "stealth technique", it is difficult for ordinary monsters to detect their existence, which is just the right time to conduct preliminary reconnaissance for the battle and find out the enemy's situation.

"Hurry up. Palik said, "The mage's stealth spell can only last a few minutes, and that druid can 'manipulate the weather' this 7th level spell, why don't you have a 7th level 'true knowledge' spell." Be careful. ”

"Don't worry. The wanderer nodded, "I'm just going to look at the firewood pile next to me, and if he finds me, I'm still confident that I'll avoid his first wave of attacks." ”

The mage whispered a few incantations in a neat voice, and quickly cast a stealth spell on him.

With this effect, the Wanderer remains invisible after leaving the mage 20 feet away.

Using the technique of stealth, the wanderer walks in a peculiar posture, each step as silent as a civet, even when walking past a rabbit without alarming it.

The breeze gently blows around, and the silence of early spring is so peaceful.

He approached the brown pile of firewood adjacent to the stone fort, thick trunks and tiny branches and even dead grass piled up haphazardly, as if they were left over from winter. It's just that the owner here is too lazy, so he let them pile up horizontally and vertically, and there is no beauty!

The neat wanderer cursed in his heart, and leaned against the pile of wood and looked out of the large windows of the stone castle—the figure was a beautiful brown-skinned girl wearing a thick leather armor. That body is really spicy enough!

"This is the druid's slave girl?" the wanderer was extremely envious in his heart: "Slender waist, fat hips and tall man, when will Lao Tzu get such a girl? I heard that she is still a half-drow warrior of mixed blood." Damn, it's going to be hard enough to! Why don't you tell a few of them and leave this girl to enjoy herself?"

There was a loud "bang", and the firewood pile burst and splashed.

A "tree trunk" thicker than a bucket "rushed" out of the pyre at an imperceptible speed, and "crashed" into the wanderer with lightning speed.

But he wasn't knocked off.

Because a huge poisonous snake has bitten him to death!

The thick "trunk" is the body of a snake!

The serpent's head was raised and was two stories high! Its body was brown and yellow, and when it was curled, it was undoubtedly with a pile of firewood and straw, and even the lines were vivid with the bark and grass stems! No wonder even the alert wanderer did not notice it at all!

The wanderer was like a poor scarecrow "hanging" from a bare tree trunk, his limbs scattered and shaken in mid-air. Two fangs longer than a dagger had already plunged into his chest, piercing the inlaid leather armor and his lungs, and the intense toxin began to paralyze his heart in the blink of an eye.

He let out a soft, but unusually painful moan, but he was worthy of a level 11 wanderer, and in the blink of an eye he had pulled out a long dagger from his left hand, which had not yet been bitten, and stabbed it into the serpent's head.

The dagger collided violently with the large, thick scales, making an extremely piercing sound of gold and iron—the dagger seemed to be pierced against a thick steel shield, and was violently rebounded.

At this moment, the poison erupted violently, and the wanderer suddenly felt his eyes blurred and drowsy. He snorted twice and passed out.

It's only five seconds before and after!

Palik was the first to react, he yelled, "It's a poisonous snake! go save him!" and the first one rushed over.

Although the young pastor was unwilling, he had to follow with his hammer with his own head.

Not to be outdone, the warrior shouted excitedly and cheered up his courage. Although he was wearing heavy armor, he was blessed with the power of the ox, but he walked like a fly, and rushed to the front in a few clicks.

The three of them rushed out of the range of the invisible barrier in two steps, and in a few breaths, they were already rushing to the giant snake's side.

The mage did not get rid of the "invisible barrier" on his body. He quietly and quickly chanted a mantra, added a "flying technique" to himself, and flew quietly into the air - no one or animal could see or attack him here, and he was the safest!

The warrior held a round shield and brandished a one-handed sword three fingers wide and scolded: "※%#¥#, how can there be such a big snake?"

Before he could finish speaking, sand and gravel flew on a small bathtub-sized piece of land next to him, and a long thing as thick as a bucket rushed out of the ground obliquely, and bit the soldier's leg with a "cluck". Then he pulled the heavy warrior to the ground with a violent pull!

Palik snapped and stopped, stopping the young priest behind him and saying, "Be careful, it's the Giant Insect Technique! There are already two of them, and there must be a third around!"

He saw very clearly, the thing that had just dragged the warrior into the burrow with lightning speed was exactly what a wasp larvae looked like! They like to hide in the ground and wait for their prey to pass by, and then suddenly rush out and drag the prey into the burrow, and then poison and eat it. But normally they are only a finger long, where do they grow bigger than the trunk of a tree?

Only the "Giant Worm Technique" has this effect. And this spell can only change three bugs at a time, and now that there are large poisonous snakes and large wasp larvae, then there must be a third bug in ambush!

However, this kind of spell can only be used to change arthropods such as centipedes, spiders, and scorpions, and the snakes that can change have never heard of it!

Thinking of this, the two remaining priests looked extremely solemn, cautiously scanning the surrounding ground, stones, and other covers, eager to find the third giant worm.

Suddenly, there was a "buzzing" sound from the stone castle, and a large faint "black mist" flew out of the windows on the upper floor of the stone castle, immediately enveloping this large area.

The remaining two priests and a mage looked around carefully, and it was actually a swarm of poisonous bees flying at high speed!

Palik took a deep breath, what a vicious trick!

It is necessary to know that although a qiē protection spell can make people invulnerable, it is not enough to protect the whole body, and there are always a few places where the defense is relatively weak. If you are stung by these poisonous bees, even if you add the best armor-type spells, you can't guarantee that you won't be poisoned. Although the poison can't kill two priests, it is also very uncomfortable!

So without hesitation, Palik took out a very expensive 6th-order scroll - the anti-living enchantment.

He immediately added this spell to himself, and within 20 feet (about 6 meters) of his body, he was immediately surrounded by invisible energy, and the dense poisonous bees could only spin around on the periphery, like a group of vicious robbers watching outside. But none of them can enter—the arcane energy is repelling them!

The middle-aged mage is still unharmed in the invisible enchantment, although there are some poisonous bees flying around him, but it is obvious that these brainless guys have not noticed him - the invisible enchantment is good! Look at us mages, you can solve the trouble with a light delivery, so you still need to use expensive high-level scrolls?

At this critical juncture, he still couldn't control his smug mentality. But this only proves his ignorance of wild animals - he suddenly felt something fall on his face, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that it was actually a poisonous bee slowly crawling on his face!

Although he had already blessed himself with mage armor and had an antidote on his body, it would be a disaster if he really had to crawl into his ears and sting his eyes with these things! He was only in his thirties, and he still had a lot of beauties and privileges to enjoy. How can you die here? The stupid notion of "honorable sacrifice" is nothing more than a lullaby to encourage the soldiers to die willingly. How can you be serious as a mage?

So he was terrified in his heart, and kept shouting: "Quickly add me an anti-living enchantment! Quickly add an anti-living enchantment to me! Quick!"

But I heard the priest below shouting: "Your invisibility barrier hasn't been removed yet, we can't see you! What are you panicking about? Hurry up and freeze these insects to death with an ice storm, don't you understand?!"

The mage suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly recited the incantation quickly to guide the formation of the magic.

Suddenly, the poisonous bee on his face swished and actually got into his mouth!

Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his tongue - he had been stung!

He endured the severe pain and hurriedly opened his mouth to spit out the poisonous bees. Before he could catch his breath, two more poisonous bees rushed in to his mouth!

Continuous stings!

The pain made him grunt. The invisible barrier that needed to be maintained suddenly collapsed - his figure appeared in mid-air. He wanted to speak, but his tongue was so sore that he couldn't pronounce a word! He wanted to grope for the antidote, but his hands and feet had begun to weaken, and he couldn't pull the stopper of the potion several times in a row!

Countless poisonous bees rushed towards him like a cloud of stings. They crawled all over the mage's body, and finally a few more burrowed into his nostrils and ears, which were not protected by the mage's armor! The stings and toxins brought unbearable pain to mortals in an instant, and his mind was torn! Some poisonous bees even stung him in the lips continuously, causing a large amount of toxins to rush into his veins.

The poor middle-aged mage had trouble breathing and subconsciously opened his mouth to breathe. The poisonous bees poured into his mouth—

He didn't know that venomous bees were extremely sensitive to the gases they breathed out, especially the carbon dioxide they exhaled. Whenever he spoke, he would spit out a large amount of carbon dioxide, making it easy for the bees to find the location of his mouth.

The two priests waited for a moment but didn't see the ice storm fall, and then looked up eagerly - the mage was like a floating corpse floating in the air, surrounded by crazy poisonous bees!

"Stupid!" Palik scolded and turned to the young priest, "Hurry up and detoxify him!"

"Toxin removal" can remove most of the toxins, but it requires contact with the sick person. Now the only way to save it is to fly into the air with a spell.

The young priest hurriedly recited the incantation, and was about to launch a "volley." With this spell, one can "walk" into the air, and the effect is like climbing a mountain.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

A shadow a few points thicker than the horse's torso leaped down from the third-floor window of the stone castle. The speed was so fast that it turned into a shadow that could not be seen at all, and in the blink of an eye, it crashed into the young priest.

There was a loud "bang", as if a speeding carriage had crashed into the young priest, and it was far away with a swish. It's so fast that I don't even have a chance to snort!

The young priest was slammed into a large rock jutting out of the hillside, and the solid armor saved his life, but the life-saving equipment had been sunk into it by the huge impact force, and the priest was hindered from breathing and moving, and it was difficult for him to even catch his breath.

Only then did he come back to his senses, and when he looked closely, it was a large green tiger beetle as big as a cow and a horse, and hit him with a hammer on its head. Now its jaws of broken iron are biting hard at each other! If it weren't for the second-class magic armor blessed with this armor, I'm afraid it would have been bitten a long time ago!

The tiger beetle was originally a beetle smaller than a baby's little finger, it has a fierce temperament, eats carnivorous for a living, and its most powerful trick is to sprint quickly, and it is said that its speed of sprinting can be described as "fast as lightning". Even a martial artist would have a hard time seeing its sprint trajectory. Even it couldn't see its surroundings clearly during the sprint, so it had to stop and observe before sprinting again.

The young priest was almost choked by the clamp, and he struggled to raise the starhead hammer in his right hand and slam the head of the tiger beetle.

There was a sound of iron clattering, and the starhead hammer seemed to hit the green steel block, and the shock shook itself with a sore mouth, and he almost lost his weapon.

He took a closer look, and in addition to the green chitin shell, the large tiger beetle had a special luster, as if the carapace was covered with a thin layer of transparent resin. And there are some protruding fangs on the carapace, including the head, as if it were a special mace in itself!

The Tiger Beetle spun abruptly, biting the priest and slamming into the thick walls of the stone castle!

The young priest only felt that his body was pulled and rushed up by a huge force in an instant, and the huge inertia almost broke his neck! What was even more terrifying was that when he was sprinting at high speed, all the surrounding scenery became blurred - fast! It was so fast, so fast that he couldn't see the surrounding scenery at all!

As soon as this thought arose, the whole person crashed into the thick stone wall. The tiger beetle's barbed head resembles a giant star-headed hammer that violently bombards its chest.

Poof-spurt blood from the mouth, splashing in all directions.

His ribs were broken one after another, and his lungs were deeply wounded! If it weren't for the equipment on his body to strengthen his strength, maybe with this blow, he would have lost his soul to the kingdom of God!

The young priest regretted that if he hadn't blessed the warrior with all the auxiliary spells, how could he be helpless?

However, the ferocious and swift tiger beetle didn't give him any chance!

It bit the young priest's body and turned sharply again, scurrying toward another large rock - as fast as a flying shadow.

In less than twenty breaths, the wanderer was bitten in mid-air by a large poisonous snake and was about to finish the game, the mage was lying upright in mid-air like a floating corpse, the warrior was dragged into a hole and never came out, and the young priest was now unlucky.

He'd never seen anything like that!

They have always been the only ones who calculate monsters, but I didn't expect to be calculated by monsters this time!

They have never been the only ones who have fought monster ambushes, but I didn't expect to be ambushed by monsters today!

They have never been the only ones who don't give monsters a chance, but I didn't expect that this time it was the monster's turn not to give them a chance!

Could it be that this plan to exterminate the infidels was rejected?

Or just use those scrolls?

As soon as he thought of this, he shuddered all over his body—those things were only obtained by his soul back then!

If you use it now, what if you encounter a stronger enemy in the future? But if you don't use it, will there be a "future"? If a baby can't even stand on his feet, is he still qualified to think about what to do if he falls while running?

Besides, how can you win if you don't have to? Now only a few animals have come out, and the real enemy has not even been seen. At this time, he began to regret it greatly, he knew that the other party was so tricky, so he would not be so reckless.

And in order to obtain his first pastoral land, he has already spent most of his savings, and if he gives up like this, how can he develop in the future?

No! This must be the Lord testing my perseverance!

He shouted to his heart: I must kill this heretic at every cost! Even if I gamble on my soul! Now is not the time to look ahead and cower! I will kill this guy even if I have to pay my blood!

Then he immediately took out a delicate red patterned scroll, which contained a faint, but majestic, aura - a flame breath soared out! He prayed loudly, and after only a few syllables, a huge amount of energy surged in the scroll, and in an instant, a raging flame burned within a radius of more than 100 feet (more than 30 meters) and was mixed with a howling gale, as if countless flames had converged into a huge fire-colored vortex and suddenly swept across this vast area!

There was a loud bang, and the young priest was once again pinned down by the large tiger beetle and slammed into the hard stone castle wall. It was as if a bird had struck a steel plate, or like a mallet slamming into the soft dough, and the young priest's armor and helmet were sunk into it, and the thorns of the tiger beetle's head pierced into his chest, and fierce blood gushed out of his chest and mouth.

It was so fast! The huge inertia generated by the back and forth impact made him not even have a chance to move his arm!

He was extremely surprised to see that Palik, who was not far away, took out a very, very rare scroll and launched a seventh-order divine art, Firestorm. He knew that the spell could greatly damage all living beings around him—except those the caster wanted to avoid. Flames were whistling around them, flying like a gale. Whether it's a poisonous bee, a large poisonous snake, or a large tiger beetle, all of them are doomed!

However, he could not wait for that moment. Listening to the sound of the tiger beetle in front of him chewing its mouthparts and eating its own blood, he exhaled his last breath, and the star head hammer in his hand, which had been clenched and had smashed the heads of countless monsters, finally fell into the dust weakly - he was "hammered" to death by the monster.

A hurricane-like firestorm spurred a raging whirlwind that swept and engulfed the area.

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