At the time of these dark figures whispering, countless wisps of black mist were withdrawn from the houses, walls and land of the Vizeme Manor, making the darkness that filled the manor even thicker, and once again dragged into that dreamlike unreal situation.

There was no need to greet at all, these dark figures could clearly distinguish when it was the most suitable time for them to attack, regardless of the front and back, and rushed towards the manor, lest if they were one step slower, the battle achievements would be preempted by others, and there was only one blasphemer.

Although the Vizeme Manor is large, the goal of these dark figures is very clear, and along the way, there is no intention of separating at all, and they go straight to the third floor of the main building of the manor.

In their eyes, blasphemers marked by the goddess are like torches in the dark, guiding them in the direction and can never go wrong.

The estate is not undefended.

Along the way, they bypassed at least five physical traps and three magic traps.

In their eyes, this is all a clumsy trick, and they can't hide it from their eyes, and they don't even need to use it to detect traps.

The whole process went smoothly and was a little weird, which made these three people and eight eyes of the drow elves feel a deep sense of uneasiness in their hearts.

Coincidentally, in front of the main building of the manor, they stopped and exchanged opinions quickly.

"I felt something was wrong, everything was going so well."

"Isn't it normal to go well? We are calculating and unintentional, and the blasphemers do not know that we are coming. ”

"I think our operation this time is a bit too aggressive, we should wait a little longer and scout the blasphemous intelligence, he can destroy the goddess's immortal revenge realm, it is definitely not so easy to deal with."

"Why didn't you say this kind of? It's all already in, just say? Could it be that we just quit like this? ”

"Quit? How can it be? The temporary revenge realm has been opened, once we miss this opportunity, next time, there will be no divine power to borrow from us, and it is likely to startle the other party and make the other party prepared, we can only advance now, not retreat. ”

"To be on the safe side, I think we should split up and stay here all the way to deal with the blasphemers."

"Sounds good, but who's going to pick it up? Who's attacking? If the blasphemer is solved, how will the credit be divided? ”

"Needless to say, of course it's a split of points."

"Alright, you go, I'll pick you up here."

"When is it? Still intrigue here, do you all want to die here? Don't talk nonsense, this mission, there is no advance or retreat, everyone goes together, the risk is shared together, the credit is shared together, if you find that it is a trap, withdraw immediately, gather me, I have prepared a teleportation technique. ”

"It's still thoughtful for the priest."

"Although we go together, we still need to do a division of labor, sacrifice to the lord, we will be the main attack, and you will stay outside to answer when the time comes, and prepare the teleportation technique."

"That's it."

"Let's go!"

It only took a dozen seconds for these drow elves to re-reach an agreement, after all, this is the enemy's territory, and they dare not delay for too long.

There was no turning back from the bow.

If you don't even see the enemy, you will be frightened back.

Not to mention that their goddess could not forgive them, even they would regret it later - there was an opportunity in front of them, and they did not cherish it.

The drow elves did not break through the door, but the dark shadows around them converged, gradually disappearing into the darkness.

Shadowing.

This is a simplified version of the Six Rings spell Shadow Technique.

Although it grants the user the ability to walk at the junction of the physical plane and the shadow plane, it is of short duration and cannot completely disappear its figure, instead moving and running on the ground like a shadow.

If it is used in the shadow plane, it is certainly not enough to travel long distances.

But if it is used to quickly approach the hunting target, it is quite qualified.

To those traps, they are a shadow without a physical form, and the walls pass through them as if they did not exist.

This is the blessing of their goddess on them.

This blasphemous, perhaps just a lucky one, inadvertently sabotaged the goddess's plans, and his strength may not be as strong as imagined.

At least they don't have the ability to spot them in a state of shadow.

The luck at the beginning is now about to turn into his misfortune.

Be a stumbling block to their success.

When success was close at hand, these avengers did not get excited, but became extremely calm, almost cold, and firmly grasped the long sword in their hands.

It only takes a moment.

It only takes one stab to kiss the poisonous vengeance on the long sword and kill a bull on the spot.

There was no agreement, but their instinct made them jump out of the shadows at the same time, and at the same time stab at the blasphemous man who was lying on the bed, sleeping like a dead pig.

Stabbed!

At this moment, all the avengers had a joy in their hearts that could not be concealed.

They could clearly feel that their long sword had stabbed the real thing.

Being stabbed by so many long swords with vengeful kisses, even a giant dragon would hardly be spared.

But the smile that had just unfolded, froze on their faces.

Because they clearly felt that the sword was not stabbing flesh and blood, but armor, a very thick kind, and then there was a clanging sound, which also confirmed this.

"Hey, stupid, look here." A crisp voice rang out above the heads of these avengers.

These avengers instinctively raised their heads, but the next second they reacted, this is a big taboo, they want to close their eyes, or turn their heads.

But it was too late, and a small and delicate figure only the height of an adult's arm appeared out of thin air, fanning the wings of a butterfly as thin as a feather, and her whole body exuded a bright white light.

Magic trick: Illumination, which emits a torch-like light.

Even for the drow elves who lived in the dark regions all year round, the light emitted by the light spell was not enough to blind them.

But the problem is, that Pico spirit is so beautiful, so beautiful that they can't take their eyes off it, so beautiful that they can't look at anything else with their eyes.

At least a third of them were blinded on the spot.

Blindly.

You can use your supernatural abilities to blind enemies with your extraordinary beauty.

This is the water fairy's signature skill.

How can a Pico spirit have the skills of a water goblin?

They already have no time to think about it.

The blasphemous, having jumped out of bed, was wearing battle armor that at first glance was not mortal, a shield carved with a crown, and was held to his chest.

The moment he jumped, a hand cannon of astonishing size reached out and pulled the trigger on the nearest drow elf.

Rumble!

There was a huge roar, which shook the ears of the whole room, buzzing.

The strong recoil force made the blasphemous, who had not yet stood firm, squat back on the bed with his ass.

But the lethal effect is also amazing.

The drow elven avenger, who was targeted at close range, flew directly upside down, raining blood and splashing everywhere.

Half of his body disappeared without a trace, and he couldn't die anymore on the spot.

The revolver perfectly illustrates what caliber is justice.

There is simply no room for psychic bullets to work, and physical bullets alone can bombard the enemy to death.

At the same time, the sapphire set in the center of the shield in the blasphemer's hand lit up with a strange light and gushed out, and the drow elf facing it was the unlucky ghost who had been blinded by the Pik Spirit Maiden before, and when he sensed that something was wrong, most of his body was already in a petrified state, unable to move.

"This is a trap, retreat, hurry up!"

"Stupid, don't mess around, everyone, join forces with me, fight back, at this time, counterattack is the most correct choice, he is alone, as long as he kills him, we will succeed, I don't know how many traps are waiting for us outside!"

"Hell, why did the shadow spell fail?"

"No, we're not in the material realm now, we're in the shadow plane now, so our shadow spell will fail, and the entire manor will enter the shadow plane."

The rest of the Drow Elf Avengers were directly messed up into a pot of porridge, with seven people and eighteen hearts.

There were those who shouted to retreat quickly.

There are also those who clamored to join forces against the blasphemers, but in fact they moved faster than anyone else.

There are also those who try to cast shadow spells and escape into the shadows.

There are also those who wield poisonous swords indiscriminately because they are blind.

"I've come here, and I still want to go." Gavin let out a loud shout and threw the crown shield in his hand.

The moment he shot, the serrated blade of the Crown Shield bounced out, and it was spinning at high speed, not a shield at all, but a terrifying gear.

The drow elven avenger who was locked by the crown shield had his scalp blown up, and he frantically dodged to the side, as for the companions behind him, whether they would suffer, that was not what he should care about, he only cared about his own life and death now.

But behind the shield, there was a well-fitting warrior who pounced on him, a swarthy muzzle. It was already against his chest and pulled the trigger.

Rumble!

The revolver cannon roared again with a loud roar.

Shot to the chest, the drow elven avenger couldn't avoid it and was hit squarely.

Compared to the last unlucky ghost, this drow avenger was lucky, equipped with a relatively strong magical armor.

After the physical bullet tore apart the magic armor, it didn't have enough momentum to shatter his flesh and blood again, but like a heavy hammer, it hit hard, and his entire chest was dented.

The drow elven avenger hadn't had time to rejoice, and the mental bullet that followed it exploded directly in his mind, and the terrifying mental ability directly tore his consciousness apart, making his brain boil, harvesting his last bit of life, and falling to the ground with a bang.

After pulling the trigger, the blasphemer didn't even look at the drow avenger, and pounced on the next one, as if knowing that he had no more ways to threaten, and aimed his long revolver cannon at the next victim.

Since all the drow elf avengers who are locked by it, they only feel that their scalps are blown up, their whole body trembles uncontrollably, and their whole body potential is stimulated, and they can't wait to run as far as they can.

It's fucking scary.

The lethality of this strange weapon is comparable to that of a ballista.

No, it's scary than a ballista.

At least he had the confidence to be able to dodge the ballista's fire, and even the confidence to be wounded without dying.

But he didn't have the confidence to escape under the bombardment of this thing.

Rumble!

Another loud bang.

Not the roar of the revolver, though.

Rather, the blasphemer simulates the roar of a revolver.

The drow elven avengers, who were highly mentally concentrated, were defenseless at all, and they were all taken aback, and their instinct was to move sideways and dodge.

This kind of shooting weapon is generally a direct shot, dodging back, just letting yourself die faster, dodging left and right, so that it can't attack itself, is a wise choice.

When it is found out that the other party is cheating, everyone yells that it is not good, and the other party will definitely not do it for no reason.

Sure enough, an unblinded drow elven avenger let out a muffled snort, and his back was slashed hard, although the magic armor on his body blocked most of the damage, but involuntarily rushed in the direction where the blasphemer was.

His attention was completely attracted by the mad blasphemer, forgetting that there was a shield in the air that was whirling at high speed, and he retreated to the shield whirlwind path by chance.

The blasphemer took advantage of the situation, took a step forward, and pulled the trigger.

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