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"To ......the inner city? At this time, what are you going to do there? No one can go in there except for the army of the old man of the city lord, and those dignitaries and dignitaries, not even the rich merchants, especially since you have to bring so many men...... I said, if you are going to kidnap the old guy, then I advise you to forget it, that old thing is miserly, no one can touch his money except himself, as for the offspring, it seems that there is only one daughter to stay by his side, but that is ugly can be ......"

"That's why I need your help, don't I? You're the best guy in town. (The fastest update speed is on the Aishang Novel Network biquge.info)" Edward smiled knowingly and complimented quietly. And then in exchange for a burst of laughter.

Elena frowned, and looked at the hunter and the bald and one-eyed guy in front of him—the two exchanged affectionately and affectionately, and from time to time burst out a foul word or two, as if they were old friends who had known each other for many years and talked about everything.

But in fact, they only met for more than an hourglass scale.

The female paladin couldn't help but shake her head.

But it's not surprising - contrary to the seemingly unremarkable appearance, the mercenary in front of her, who is younger than herself, always seems to give her some incredible experience.

It's like now, with the help of that little thief, to catch up with his contacts...... It only took him two hourglasses to get in touch with some of the city's powers.

And they found their way. It's just as incredible.

......

After a few hourglasses, the group had already disappeared into darkness.

It is a long road in the shape of a semicircle. It is made of layers of grayish-yellow square bricks. The whole road was dark, low and abandoned, and the walls and ground were covered with water-eroded potholes, and the water that used to flow gave the ground a mottled color, but this one had long since dried up. Only the surrounding rock walls that have been weathered by the sea for a long time are uneven. Under the light of the fire, large areas of dark dirt on the four walls of the sewer passed through people's sight, and traces of rust suddenly appeared in the field of vision. Then he was quickly left behind, submerged into the darkness beyond the range of the torches. The luster pulls out a long shadow on it, like a youkai with countless teeth and claws.

Elena's eyes have always been on Edward-

This is part of the underground drainage system in the centre of Farn, which has been used for hundreds of years to prevent the tide from potentially invading Farn, back a few decades ago. After Guanghui Bay was developed from a fisherman's dual use to a large commercial port, the large-scale excavation caused the sea water level to drop by nearly 10 feet, so it became useless equipment.

It's just that in order to prevent the perennial erosion of the sea. The basic structure inside is very solid, and even if it has not been used for so long, it has not been damaged too much - in fact thieves often use this convenient route that runs almost all of the underground of the Old Town...... Nature won't let it lightly damaged.

Surprisingly, this drainage passage also passes underneath the castle - although the possibility of an invasion has been considered, so it is a separate passage that will likely be guarded.

The map of the underground passages was in the hands of the paladines, but the cumbersome patterns, the dim light, and the almost uniform surroundings. This makes it extremely difficult to reconcile routes...... But this complicated and vague drawing did not seem to be a problem at all for the young hunter.

He just took an hourglass scale and looked at it in detail from beginning to end. However, after entering this long tunnel. He has been in the position of the outpost, and he has been twisting and turning here. Nearly two miles had been walked through the bifurcated passage, and there seemed to be no sign of any loss.

If it was the process of entering the city before that she had added some admiration and surprise to this young man who was younger than her, then now she felt surprised and even horrified.

Calm, wise, and with an amazing memory.

A mage, or that's how it should be...... No, it should be said that most of the mages she had seen were probably not as close to a mage as the young man in front of her, who was a mercenary not long ago......

Of course, she didn't understand that this was no great achievement for Edward, or indeed for any psychic sorcerer - their ability to self-hypnotize was not only used to numb pain, assist in casting spells or fighting, but also had certain magical effects when remembering certain texts.

Although the deep edge of the hood nearly obscured his eyes and left a deep shadow in that place, Edward no longer needed normal vision. His eyes were half-squinted, and a subtle glow swirled in the depths of his pupils.

At the far end of his line of sight, the spirit crystal servant hooked the stone crack in the ceiling with six long astral legs, moving silently, this magical creature uses an ability beyond vision to perceive the surroundings, darkness is also meaningless to it, through guò telepathy, it will accurately transmit the scene after every corner in front of it into the consciousness of the telemancer, the superposition of the two abilities, so that Edward can at least grasp the movement within a few hundred feet in front of him.

So far, the progress of a qiē has been quite smooth.

This underground tunnel has not been used for too long, so it may have been ignored even by the lord himself...... However, Edward did not fill too much confidence in the road ahead because of this, things related to magic are always mysterious and unpredictable, and the appearance of Xiàn on the opponent, there will be all kinds of troubles - a prophecy spell can completely bankrupt a simple plan, not to mention, although the area of this sewer is vast, but it is still deep underground, and the effect of a collapse is enough to make these people scramble - the experience of the previous underground adventure is still deeply etched in the memory of hunters.

Not to mention. The executor of this plan is already a big problem in itself.

From the most practical point of view, Edward's advice was that the entire squad was staffed by priests. The paladin only needs to pick a few - after all, the blessing technique, prayer technique, demonic armor, etc., in the divine arts, are all extremely valuable for battle. A warrior whose whole body is full of buffs is very different from his usual combat power. Not only that, but the Priest can also remove negative status effects from your own Warriors. Treat. Or simply use a charism that only works for yourself, and smash your enemies with a warhammer. The experienced priest fused the fighting skills of divine arts, and was in no way inferior to any holy knight,

However, the reality is that there is always no chance of a choice......

The surging flow of people made it difficult for the temple to let go. In fact, the two priests who accompanied the team were forcibly requisitioned under the premise of 2000 with extraordinary reluctance.

For the needs of stealth operations, they have all cast some magic on their bodies, completely eliminating the friction sound of the armor, and they are also attached with dark vision, but the paladin is not a wanderer who is good at stealth action after all, and it is difficult to control the heavy breathing. The way of action that didn't pay any attention to the foothold, with a messy tapping sound - not to mention the seasoned loiters or hunters, even Edward himself, if they were on the side of the guards. He didn't doubt that he could easily hear the echoes of the waterways from the ground in some key parts that were closer to the ground.

The holy warriors are the chosen warriors of the gods, and the blessings of the gods make their combat effectiveness considerable, far beyond the average knight, although the ability to fight on a large scale is lacking, but if it is really narrow, it is difficult to fight in an environment where the number of people is difficult to use. Then even these ten or so people can play a great role. What's more, the power of the divine power in their bodies can gain a considerable advantage in the face of evil.

If those people weren't a bunch of hairy boys in their twenties.

Although they are also known as holy warriors, they are actually the same as some students who have not graduated from higher education...... Youthful blood. Unconditional faith in justice and goodness...... To be precise.

"It's really a lot of fun for 2b youth. Hall sneered: "They don't seem to have noticed at all, if the city lord suddenly had a whim at this time, and ordered the trebuchet on the city tower to fire a volley here, their dreams, their courage, would have turned into a mess of flesh." If God really knows everything, then probably he means that he wants to reinvent these idiots, right?"

Of course, Edward would not openly express his disdain...... Physiologically speaking, he himself is only a little more than fourteen years old, and he is more suitable for the comment of the hairy boy than those people, not to mention that 2b has the advantages of 2b, and simple-minded guys will not have any strange opinions about actions such as sending them to death, and the so-called honor of defeating evil and saving the city is enough for them to be enthusiastic and eager to try.

"For me, saving myself in battle is the number one priority. I don't deny that there are things that are more important than life, but until then, I will first consider not letting it go into danger, rather than deciding to give up life at any time, and giving up life will give up all opportunities, how can you guarantee that what you are desperately trying to protect will not be ruined after you die? Sacrifice is noble, but it has to be valuable, isn't it?".

"Mercenaries are really tiresome flies, and the smell of interest will buzz whenever there is a stench...... No wonder you are an unbeliever, how can such a person have any faith!"

"Oh, that's really disappointing you, but I have always believed in Marxism-Leninism, Deng Xiaoping Theory, and unswervingly advanced under the banner of the important speech of the three represents. ”

“...... Is there such a long name for a god in the world, and it doesn't sound like a normal god name, but rather a code name that the evil beings use to deceive people......"

“...... Belch...... When could a paladin be so irresponsible, and maliciously speculate on the unknown based on his name alone, let alone a great being who will finally liberate all mankind and bring true peace, equality, and freedom to the earth......

"That's great...... But how doesn't it feel like it's real?"

"Forget it, I shouldn't have expected you to be like you, a guy who has no political consciousness at all can understand......"

"Faith and politics are followed. It doesn't matter, does it?"

"How could it not be?"

"Is there one?".

"Didn't you?".

Naturally, Edward had little interest in maintaining peace...... However, if this place really became an evil place, his opportunity to learn spiritual energy would obviously be lost, and this opportunity would be lost. Do you really have to go to the Dark Regions and find out how to learn about psychic abilities, so the best way to do this is to allow these paladins to complete their mission. Neutralize the evil threat here.

The lord of a medium-sized city may not be able to compete with the great aristocratic families, but Faun is one of the few seaports in the Tumenes Empire, even if it is a conservative estimate. The amount of taxes here is more than 10,000 gold coins a year, not to mention the wealth that must be hoarded as a nobleman, and the priceless treasures on the hands of magicians.

Staying in the city and waiting for the result, I'm afraid that the only thing is the arrival of monsters and the destruction of the raiding team...... In that case, it is better to gamble your luck and send these imps to the center...... When the time comes, the holy warriors will be able to eliminate the harm for the people, and he Edward will be able to make a fortune easily, which is far better than waiting here.

And this underground passage is the best way to escape. The thieves' years of operation have long created four or five of the fastest routes out of the city, and things are not harmonious, and escape is not a problem.

The two guards were moving slowly in the darkness. Walking in circles around a passage, the pace of opposing each other from time to time would have been enough to ensure that they were not attacked, but the sluggish spirit made it look more like they were killing time in circles.

One thousand three hundred thirty-six, one thousand three hundred thirty-seven...... The tall guard was bored counting the number of his moves in his head, this unfortunate errand...... He cursed in his heart, rubbing his stiff fingers in the cold wind.

Wait, why is it so quiet? The low hum of the wind blowing through the tunnel...... No, not even the sound of footsteps close at hand. The only sound in my ears was the pounding of the heart and the flow of blood suddenly became louder and even a little harsh...... He looked up in surprise. Glancing at the surroundings hidden in the darkness, he turned his body in a half-circle, and then his body turned in a half-circle......

Then he stiffened—for he found himself in front of his companion's back.

Tom? Strange? I should be walking behind his back? What the hell is this kid doing? No, I inadvertently went around half a circle? This ......

This was his last thought......

In the slight stiffness, the black figure had flashed from behind to the left side of the samurai, just cutting into the blind corner of his vision, and then the three-edged spur of his left hand went upward, with a soft pop, and stabbed straight into his body from the side vein. The intense pain caused the prey's eyes to widen and try to scream as hard as he could, but the pierced trachea and larynx could only support him to let out a low hiss, and by this time the boy had already turned around and pushed him away, the pitch-black sword in his right hand drew a long arc in the air!

Click!

Under the magically enhanced blade and the huge whirling force, even the tenacity of the human neck bone could not resist, and the head soared into the sky with a stream of bloody arrows!

At the end of the continuous action, the caster gently tugged at the corners of his mouth.

His strength has not returned to the strongest state he remembers—it is likely that he will not be able to fully recover, but the ability of the Psychic Warlock has gradually allowed him to have a unique way of fighting.

Self-hypnosis...... The way a psychic sorcerer exercises his mind does not cause a physical change in the body, but he can gain the ability to control the deepest potential of the body and mind—for example, he can endure pain, resist fear, ensure the precision of his movements in the event of imminent exhaustion or serious injury, and even endure toxins and impending death.

This ability also allows him to see clearly the sharp arrows flying towards him at high speed, the sharp blades swung by his opponents, and he can also control each of his muscle bundles more effectively, and do delicate work such as carving in his hair. Even by looking at it, you can judge the insight of your opponent's next move...... And in the back-and-forth battle, this ability can often exert quite amazing effects.

For example, now...... In just a few breaths, life and death are divided.

The tunnel continues to stretch inward, and at every turn, deaths increase.

Several paladins walked cautiously, staring at the fire in front of them and the figure of the enemy in it, even though they knew that they were out of the enemy's field of vision, they couldn't help but hold their breath......

Because the short figure had already stepped straight forward, into the range of the light.

It wasn't a slow approach, it didn't deliberately enter the shadows, but the guard didn't see him—the young hunter moved with his gaze, perfectly hiding himself in the blind spot he couldn't see, and just as he felt behind his opponent.

After a few seconds of suffocating pause, Edward's left hand had locked the opponent's throat like lightning, and the tip of the three-edged thorn in his right hand was directly along the junction between the cervical vertebrae and the skull, deeply inserting into the back of the opponent's head. Like a prey bitten by a poisonous spider, deb's gushing blood and fine sticky white pieces gushed from his neck, and the sturdy man was harvested by the dwarf Grim Reaper in a silent and violent convulsion.

Chapter Seventy-Five: In the Dark

Chapter Seventy-Five: Of Darkness,

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