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The sun was shining brightly, Lin Qi and his group left the rented courtyard wrapped in Hei Douhun, and walked slowly towards the only gate of the Melting Pot Castle. www!QuanBen-XiaoShuo!COm
Groups of dwarves and goblins were running rampant on the street. They were holding wine bottles, waving their thick arms and shouting. They were a group of miners and blacksmiths who were off work. For these rough-and-tumble guys, digging ores, smelting steel, and drinking ale to their heart's content is their life, this is their ideal, and this is the life they dream of. Avoiding these outgoing guys, Lin Qi and his party slowly walked out of the lava castle.
The powerful mental power covered the space for several miles around, and Lin Qi could clearly sense that nearly a hundred goblins were following him from a distance along the dozens of small alleys near him. They didn't know what means they used to respond to each other, forming an invisible network to control their group at the core. Some goblins have bulging sleeves, and occasionally when they move, the cuffs will reflect the cold light of arrows.
Obviously, these guys have small arm crossbows strapped to their arms. This kind of thing is strictly prohibited in all countries in the mainland. It is not known where these goblins got this kind of close-range killing weapon.
There were dozens of dwarves with gloomy faces, wearing heavy plate armor, following from a distance. They held wine bottles in one hand and drank strong wine from large mouthfuls, and walked quickly with heavy axes in the other hand. Along the way, they encountered several patrolling guards of the lava castle, but these guards turned a blind eye to the arrogant behavior of these dwarves.
"It's interesting. The power of the Assassin's Guild in the Principality of Montenegro surprises me!" Lin Qi curled his lips slightly.
Donkey, who was wearing a layer of black cloth to cover the horrific wounds that were slowly healing, glanced at Lin Qi in surprise: "Sir, don't you know that there is another name for the Assassin's Nest in the Principality of Montenegro? The size of the Assassin's Guild The largest training camp is located deep in the mountains of the Principality of Montenegro. Of course, even I don’t know where that training camp is.”
Lin Qi raised his eyebrows. Is there any other way to say this
The Principality of Montenegro is full of mountains, with rugged and steep mountains everywhere. The terrain here is complicated, and many places are dangerous and desperate. Ordinary people will die if they get even remotely close. The complex terrain is indeed the best place for assassins to conduct various training and exercises. The Assassin's Guild obviously has its reasons for placing the largest assassin training camp in the Principality of Montenegro. But this was no light news to Lin Qi and the others. They plunged into the important stronghold of the Assassin Guild. God knows how many assassins had already set up a dragnet at this time. Lin Qi didn't know how efficient the Assassin's Guild was, but he knew that he had only one choice - to leave the Montenegro Principality before Yun Jun arrived.
Lin Qi and his party strode out of the main entrance of the lava castle and walked down the mountain city along the winding winding road, then randomly chose an avenue and headed east. Alda and Bilibili lifted Xiong Wanjin, and the group headed east as fast as possible. The group of people even left a distorted afterimage in the air. Ordinary pedestrians on the road could only feel a strong wind passing by, but they could not see who was passing them.
There are mines everywhere in the Principality of Montenegro, and there is no land suitable for farming at all. Therefore, the people of the Principality of Montenegro live in a city. There are no villages or towns like those of other countries outside the city. Thirty miles after Lin Qi and others left the Furnace Castle, no other pedestrians could be seen on the empty road. Lin Qi, who had the best eyesight, looked around and could not see any human beings near or far. …,
After continuing to march ten miles, a row of heavily armored werewolf soldiers stopped in front of everyone.
These werewolves were covered in black hair and were two meters tall, and their heavy armor was extremely sophisticated. All werewolf soldiers have a bloody mark the size of a thumb branded on their foreheads. In the Western Continent, this twisted snake-like mark represents the identity of a slave. This is a group of slave soldiers.
A full thousand werewolf slaves formed a silent formation to block Lin Qi and his party.
A group of two hundred werewolf slaves at the front held heavy shields. The two-meter-high square heavy shields were interlocked with bolts and chains to form a solid city wall. Behind them were 600 werewolf slaves holding powerful crossbows, and at the end were 200 extremely stout slaves holding horse-killing swords in both hands.
Lin Qi and others stopped a hundred meters away from the thousand werewolf slaves. Lin Qi looked up and down at these slave soldiers and couldn't help but exclaimed: 1-What a big deal. Did the Grand Duke of Montenegro actually ask the Assassin's Guild to mobilize troops within his own country? "
The sound of low footsteps came slowly, and two groups of dwarf warriors arrayed on the left and right slowly approached from a distance. These dwarf warriors, who were wearing heavy armor and holding war hammers, were pouring strong drinks from their mouths, panting, staring at Lin Qi and his party with ferocious smiles.
The people on the mainland have the impression of dwarves that they are a race that is occasionally rough-tempered, a little greedy for gold coins, but has a bold personality, can be trusted, communicated with, and can become friends and even comrades-in-arms. But these dwarf warriors in front of them can't see any advantages of dwarves in them. Their faces are twisted and ferocious, and their eyes are ferocious. They are like a group of perverted murderers. Every pore they touch is filled with the smell of fish and killing. With interest.
Light, deliberately heavy footsteps came from behind everyone.
Lin Qi knew that this was a group of dark elves without looking back.
These darlings of darkness were all handsome and beautiful. They were wearing soft black leather armor and were armed with swords, scimitars, longbows and other weapons that elves are good at using. They deliberately stepped up and surrounded everyone from behind. They moved extremely fast, and each person brought with them two or three looming afterimages as they walked. There is no doubt that being targeted by a group of dark elves is a very sad thing. Ordinary people cannot escape their pursuit.
A sound of beast sounds came from high in the sky, and more than a hundred jet-black eagle-headed beasts waved their huge wings and slowly circled down from the high sky. These giant beasts, which are more than three meters long and have a wingspan of more than six meters, have two or three black-clothed mages sitting on their backs.
This mage was holding a staff, and there were no mage badges or logos commonly used in mainland China on the robes. Therefore, Lin Qi could not tell which type of magician they were. But the surging magic power emanating from them can be felt, and there are at least two black magicians in the saint realm among them.
Two black magicians from the Holy Realm, this is extremely amazing. Black magic is known for its weirdness and cruelty. If a saint-level black magician performs a secret calculation, even a saint-level magician from other departments may be killed by them. Coupled with hundreds of other magicians of high rank and status, this magical power can only be described as luxurious. The court magicians of some weaker kingdoms do not have such a scale.
These eagle-headed beasts are completely black, as black as the deepest night twilight. Among these pitch-black eagle-headed beasts, there was an eagle-headed beast that was more than five meters long, and its hair was a gorgeous purple. There was a faint black halo surrounding this huge monster.
A handsome young man in his early twenties, wearing a purple robe, stood on the back of this outstanding eagle-headed beast, looking down at Lin Qi and his party. Lin Qi looked at this young man and instinctively thought of the arrogant Yun Jun suspended in front of him. …,
This young man's face is 90% similar to that of Yun Jun, and he is equally arrogant and arrogant. Moreover, he is more immature arrogant and arrogant than Yun Jun, and he is more pampered and overbearing and unruly. He crossed his arms across his chest, looked down at Lin Qi and his group with a contemptuous smile, and suddenly sighed heavily.
"Are you the ones worthy of Father's death order?"
Lin Qi looked at the young man in purple in surprise: "You mean, father? Your father is Jun Yun?"
The young man in purple puffed up his chest, nodded heavily, and said proudly: "I am my father's 1,080th legitimate son! Remember, the person who took your lives today is the number one genius of the Acacia family, Yun Xiaojun. !”
Mr. Yun’s 1,080th legitimate son! Lin Qi was silent, Donkey was ashamed, Alda was envious, Xiong Wanjin was horrified, and Master Bili was at a loss!
"The number one genius of the Acacia family!" Lin Qi sighed heavily: "Dare I ask you, who is Geng this year? 1. Lin Qi used the lingua franca of the Eastern Continent. Facing Lord Yunxiao, Lin Qi felt that it was better to use Oriental lingua franca is more appropriate.
Yun Xiaojun took one step forward and slowly landed from high altitude. Circles of gentle wind surrounded his body, and he slowly fell to the ground, as if a god had descended. He stood proudly less than three meters away from Lin Qi, held his head high and sneered: "My young master... I am only... thirty-eight! But I am already a lower-level saint. At my age, , with such cultivation, can’t I wait for a genius?”
Lin Qi was shocked, only thirty-eight years old? Is twenty-four years old a lower level of sainthood? This Lord Yunxiao really has the capital to be arrogant.
But the donkey on the side suddenly laughed strangely: "Grandson, I will fuck you. You are thirty-eight years old. Are you thirty-eight twenty-four or thirty-eight? Hehe, if you are two When you are fourteen years old, you can brag, but what if you are thirty-eight years old..."
Yun Xiaojun's face became distorted, he gritted his teeth and said with a gloomy face: "I am thirty-eight years old this year, so what?"
The donkey let out a long sigh, threw away the black cloth covering his body, and stood up slowly: "My thirty-eight-year-old grandson, please face this unrefined world! Even if you think in your heart that you are a god, You are a genius, but you shouldn’t be standing so close to us!”
Before Yun Xiaojun could recover, Lin Qi, Donkey and Alda had already pounced on him.
Lin Qi grabbed Yun Xiaojun's neck as soon as he grew taller.
The donkey slapped Yun Xiaojun on the face with a heavy hoof, causing his nose to bleed and his teeth to fly.
Alda pinched Yunxiao-Jun's lower body in an extremely vulgar manner. Yunxiao-Jun screamed in pain, and all his fighting energy collapsed in an instant, and he could no longer raise any strength.
Bilibili had already emerged from Lin Qi's bed, swung the dagger and stabbed Yunxiao Jun in the butt.
There were two sounds of puff and puff, and two blood arrows spurted out from Yun Xiaojun's buttocks. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is the author’s greatest motivation.)