The lame head hammer can be said to be unexpected, and the speed is extremely fast, and the force it brings is definitely not something ordinary people can bear. Once it is hit hard, it is not impossible for the brain to burst; however, facing such a blow However, the female drow escaped at the last moment. The strong wind brought by the head hammer made the female drow's long white hair flutter back, and the red eyes couldn't help but shine again. The most complete e-book download
Unlike before, this time it was all about anger.
The scimitar that was originally aimed at the lame leg's chest turned straight and aimed at the lame leg's neck.
The cripple who was once knocked down by a blow knew the opponent's speed well, so the moment the head hammer failed, he lay down on the ground like a gecko, with his hands facing the woman Drow's ankle grabbing—this is the most typical battlefield fighting technique. According to the requirements, grab the opponent's ankle, destroy the opponent's balance, and after knocking the opponent to the ground, he will immediately cut the opponent's throat with the dagger in his hand.
However, just when the lame hand was about to touch the opponent's ankle, the female drow jumped in the air, avoiding the lame's grasp with a somersault on her head and feet, and at the same time, the scimitar in her hand was pointing downward. , aiming at the back of the lame leg's head; don't think about it, once it is stabbed, it will definitely end up with a blown head; the lame leg wants to roll and dodge, but the opponent's falling legs are tightly stuck to the lame leg's waist, Even though the lame leg tried its best, it was still unable to move.
It's over!
This was the most real thought of the lame at the moment—death came so suddenly, so suddenly that he had not had time to prepare; a wry smile appeared on the lame's face. Although unprepared, he did not intend to face death with fear.
The tip of the knife has touched the hair. Feeling the coldness, the lame leg closed his eyes; however, after waiting for a few seconds, he didn't feel the expected pain, and even his body couldn't help but lighten.
"When are you going to climb?"
The chameleon's voice suddenly sounded, making the lame stunned for a moment, and then quickly turned over and got up. Looking at the chameleon standing in front of him, the soldier muttered for a long time. He said sincerely, "Thank you!"
Sometimes, some people, although they just simply say thank you, are full of seriousness that ordinary people can't imagine; and some people, although they have spoken countless times, have no responsibility at the critical moment, and the lameness is undoubtedly It is the former.
"Where's that woman?"
After thanking the lame, he looked around and found nothing, and asked.
"Run away! Really be very careful!"
The chameleon pointed to a burrow that appeared at some point. He frowned and answered—this burrow was not just dug, but existed for a long time; obviously the other party had designed a safe escape like the current situation, especially considering that the other party came to Landingburg from outside, But there is already such an escape channel, no doubt, the opponent's lurking time will not be too short.
only. It just showed up at noon today.
Looking at the dark bottomless hole, the lame face changed, obviously he also thought of the key point; however, the lame immediately thought of something, and immediately exclaimed: "Granhill. He is also a target!"
"You go back to the bar, I'll go find Granhill!"
After leaving such a sentence. The chameleon got into the burrow, and chased down the opponent's evacuation channel-except that she was worried that the opponent would hide in it and kill a carbine, more because she wanted to find clues about the opponent; Ambush in special terrain? The chameleon is not worried about such a situation. In fact, she is eager for the other party to do this. You must know that apart from changing her face, she is best at stealing; and a godly thief, the level of concealment is naturally not bad. Finding hidden people, Of course it is also very good.
The burrow was beyond Chameleon's imagination, and after traveling for about 20 minutes, she entered a wide space.
This is the underground waterway of Fort Landing!
Looking at the unique water channel and the semi-circular channel made of surrounding rocks, the chameleon immediately knew that he had arrived there; without the help of light at all, the chameleon saw a row of footprints stained with the soil in the burrow. It is so conspicuous on the ground made of rocks.
However, for such an obvious clue, the chameleon would not blindly catch up. She was equally cautious and immediately revealed a pocket like a purse, squeezed out a small pinch of white crystals from it, and sprinkled it directly on the In the air; in just one breath, another row of footprints appeared on the ground again. Compared with the extremely obvious footprints, this row of footprints is much fainter, and each interval is farther away, and Most footprints are only halfway across.
really!
Immediately, a scene of fast running and jumping was reflected in Chameleon's mind; she immediately followed the next row of footprints, and ten minutes later, a manhole cover was lifted, and Chameleon met the woman The drow—seeing the chameleon chasing after her, the female drow was a little surprised, but she quickly returned to normal. She stood in the shadow of the street lamp, trying to ease the relationship with the chameleon.
"I have no intention of hurting anyone, I just want to get back what belongs to us!"
The female drow shrugged her shoulders and spread her hands, indicating that she had no weapons; while the chameleon was somewhat dismissive of such an expression—for some people, such an expression was obviously enough, but for some For some people, being empty-handed is more dangerous than holding a weapon; after all, she had done this before, and those who relaxed their vigilance because of this all died with regret.
The chameleon didn't want to, she also encountered such a situation, so she immediately threw out a small shield and a long sword, and immediately, the round small shield revolved around the chameleon, while the long sword It is integrated into the ground, as if this is not the ground but the water surface.
After all this was done, the chameleon said, "What belongs to you? Do you have any evidence?"
"That thing has been kept in our temple. It was more than three hundred years ago; it was lost in a war with wizards a hundred years ago!" As if she hadn't seen what the chameleon had done, the female drow He said as a matter of course: "What's wrong with us getting back our own things!"
"If that's the case. I have no objection—it's just that I never knew the relationship between Hades and the Spider Queen; can you explain to me why the goddess you drow believe in suddenly came to play the role of the master of Hades? Is it?" The chameleon looked curious, and said something that made the face of the female drow change drastically, and seeing the changing expression on the other's black cheeks, the chameleon snorted coldly: "If all the Hades belong to the Queen Spider, If so, what about the sky? Is it also under its control? If so, do you need me to show you the way, let you go to the Holy See and have a good debate with those people in the Holy See?"
"How do you know this!!"
The female Zhuoer asked with an unkind expression.
"Isn't this such a hidden thing? In the material world, any true scholar will know such a thing!" Chameleon said in an unusually understated manner, and then, as if remembering something, he patted his smooth forehead: "Ah .I suddenly forgot that there are no scholars in your place; after all, it is too much trouble for your spider queen to record real scholars, you..."
"Like a frog in a well!"
Such an evaluation is exported. The female drow on the opposite side rushed up angrily, swiping the scimitar rapidly, like rounds of white moonlight; however, the next moment, the rounds of white moonlight were all shattered—several sharp Steel thorns ten feet long protruded from the ground. Directly smashed the opponent's attack.
"It's really like a frog in a well!"
After saying such words again, the chameleon twisted its body slightly. Her eyes looked to the other side - there was a shadow.
"Aren't you coming out yet? Or do you think such a trick can fool me?"
Chameleon looked at the shadow and asked directly; however, what responded to her was silence. Chameleon frowned and waved his hand a little impatiently. Immediately, the shadow was filled with steel thorns, and a figure at a speed It jumped out quickly, and at the same time several throwing knives shot straight at the chameleon.
Ding, ding, ding...
The throwing knives with a strange color were obviously poisonous, but they had no chance to fly in front of the chameleon, and were knocked away by the small round shield flying around the chameleon; however, at this moment, the chameleon From a shadow behind him, a figure jumped out, and the shining blade pierced the chameleon's back.
Under the imprint of the shining blade, the proud face of the female drow appeared—for this opponent who was comparable in strength but more difficult, she would not fight head-on; because, even if she won, she would not It's just a miserable victory, far worse than an easy victory like now.
"Do you really think you can find me?"
The scimitar stabbed the opponent's vest, and the female drow made a declaration of victory; however, the next moment her smug smile froze on her face, and the figure stabbed by the scimitar was like soap flying into the air It was like a bubble, and after a 'pop', it disappeared straight away.
At the same time, a sharp feeling locked her firmly.
The female drow turned her head. In her vision, the opponent she had just tricked and killed was standing about thirty yards away. At this moment, the opponent was holding a hand that made her feel extremely uneasy. Crossbow; Immediately afterwards, there was a thunderclap in the air, and an arrow like lightning flashed past.
Then, the female drow completely lost consciousness.
"You really think I can't find you?"
Carrying the sacred artifact [Sky Punishment] and walking in front of the fainted female drow, the chameleon said this, and then put the [Sky Punishment] into [Taylor's Storage], and picked up the female drow He ran towards the bar - when he used [Heaven's Punishment] to shoot before, the chameleon had deliberately avoided the opponent's fatal point, and the opponent was just a side effect of being hit by [Heaven's Punishment] at this moment.
Of course, even side effects can be fatal if left untreated.
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"Ms. Taylor!"
As soon as the chameleon returned to the bar, the waiting crowd came up immediately. Reynkers looked directly at the female drow on the chameleon's back, and exclaimed: "Dark elf? She is the mastermind behind the scenes." ?”
"Although it's not the final one. But I can't escape the relationship!"
[Grass of the Glacier] appeared in the left hand, directly freezing the female drow while preserving its vitality. The chameleon then continued: "She has a different breath from that spider, and her voice is also different, and more importantly, she is a little weaker than the other!"
"That's right! The spider's reaction is not close!"
The young witch stood by, holding a spider bound in an ordinary fishbowl, confirming the chameleon's suspicions.
"There are other dark elves?!"
The face of the young witch hunter changed, and the lame man who had just returned sat side by side with Granhill after hearing such an exclamation. Nodding his head, he replied, "Judging from the hole I saw, the other party has been here for a long time, at least a week!"
"It arrived almost at the same time as those dark creatures!"
Granhill added at this time.
"I think the teacher should be notified!"
The young witcher said straightforwardly, Chameleon nodded, agreeing with this point of view, however. She still put forward her own suggestion: "The tower owner of the holy relic tower of the demon hunter is also near the bay area. I think it would be better to inform him at the same time; after all..." As he spoke, the chameleon pointed to the ice Block, and then continued: "We only know a little about these dark elves, and those old people are the experts!"
Chameleon's suggestion was met with no objection. After a brief discussion, Reynkers, a young female witcher, started contacting the owner of the Tower of the Holy Relic—a suburb about 30 kilometers away from Landingburg, where the Holy Relic The Lord of the Tower and Rhinex who came to look for it returned to the bar at the same time.
"These guys really don't want to be alone!"
After looking at the female drow frozen in the ice, the Tower Master of the Tower of Sacred Objects was full of exclamation at the first sentence; and faced with the surprised eyes of everyone. The cynical old man rarely explained with a serious expression: "Every time there is a special situation in Lorant, and the entrance guarded by the wizard is relaxed, these drows will take advantage of it; they will plunder in various secret ways. Ground—Well, that's what these drow call Lorant; in short, they are very interested in something about Lorant!"
"The relics of every sect used to be the targets of these drows. Of course, valuable magic items and rare holy artifacts, or simply humans with special abilities, are also within their search range!" Speaking of this, the tower owner of the tower of holy relics involuntarily turned away the flagon he was carrying with him, raised his neck and drank a few mouthfuls, and with a satisfied breath, he continued: "However, every time the final result, the All these drows will be severely taught by the wizards; but this time is an exception, the Xiaoyue Wolf King has opened the door for these guys!"
"What happened to the Wizard's Castle?"
Although the young witch left there, her tone of inquiry was still worried.
"There will be nothing wrong with the Wizard's Castle. After all, it is... However, the huge gap in numbers makes it extremely difficult for Rendell to go out to fight; the two sides can only maintain a balance; The area connected to the Underdark is naturally without the guards of wizards, which opens the door for these drows to be convenient!"
After being vague for a while, the Tower Master of the Tower of Sacred Objects continued to explain.
"what should we do?"
Just when his friend breathed a sigh of relief, Reynkers asked quickly.
"Wait for the time being, Landingburg is not our family's business; the Nordst family is also involved!" The tower master of the holy relic said of course: "After the Nordst family forms a search team, we will cooperate That's it - remember, from now on, don't use the communication circle to contact the outside world, those drows have similar means to the Holy See; oh, by the way, we should also inform the Holy See of this news, presumably those guys will immediately Those who summoned the troops... tsk tsk, those guys always do their part in the face of the 'God' war!"
Then, after reminding everyone, the tower owner of the Tower of Sacred Objects obviously thought of a more secure method, and he immediately waved at everyone: "I'll pay a visit to the church!"
After finishing speaking, the whole person disappeared; the people who stayed in the bar acted quickly - the communication circle cannot be used, and it will definitely not prevent them from using other methods. Of course, more importantly, they need to rearrange Patrol team, and began to strengthen the dark sentry.
You know, drow's most powerful ability is the ability to sneak and listen without anyone noticing.
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"It's probably like this!"
The tower master of the tower of competition told everything in full.
"Did that guy Blanc really visit church?"
The tower owner of the Moonlight Tower is obviously more concerned about this issue.
"With that guy's character, I think it should be!"
The Tower Master of the Tower of Competition couldn't help but wryly smiled a few times. After getting along for hundreds of years, he really knew each other too well. He definitely couldn't do such a thing, but his unreliable friend, Definitely full of interest.
"Uh... this guy!"
The Tower Master of the Moon Night Tower couldn't help covering his face, full of helplessness.
ps The first update~~~slightly late~~~
Before being decadent, I passed by a drink shop, went in accidentally and drank a bowl of yogurt, then entered the cake filling shop next door, ate a cake filling, and then looked at the skewers on the opposite side... I couldn't hold back for a while, I came back late, foodie I can't afford to be hurt... (To be continued.)