Thick candles flickered in the tent, emitting bright light.
Leylin, Rafiniya, and several other team leaders formed a circle, with Oran at the top. There was a huge map of the Forest of Darkness hanging on one side of the tent.
"This mission is very dangerous, so I want to ask you first, do you have any good plans?"
Oran frowned beautifully, but he was a little disappointed by the performance of the crowd below.
"Leylin, what do you think?" Oran looked at Leylin expectantly.
The status of the army mage is very high, not to mention that Leylin has already proved his ability and is the second person in the entire team.
"At present, there is no more news about the intelligence. We only know the approximate location of the other party and the existence of a high-level lycanthropy... Under such circumstances, we can only strengthen our vigilance and wait for the opportunity to find the other party's flaws..."
Although what Leylin said made sense, Oran frowned because he didn't hear what he wanted.
Of course, Leylin knew what the elf was thinking. He had a plan, but there were mentions and other people involved in it, so how could he tell Oran about them.
"Okay... I'm sorry to disturb your dinner, we're adjourning!"
Oran looked at the crowd weakly, and finally waved his hand.
Apparently, it's starting to get a little desperate.
"Don't worry! Sister Oran! Justice must defeat evil. Those damn lycanthropes can't defeat us!"
At this time, the only one who is still full of confidence is the knight girl.
After all, this is still a world where individual strength is respected. With the power of [high-ranking knight], Rafiniya replaced the original position of a dead officer without much twists and turns. Meeting.
"I trust you… "
Oran smiled wryly, he didn't have any extra strength to say anything else.
"Leylin! Tell me why Oran became like that in the end..."
After coming out, Rafiniya still asked Leylin with some doubts: "Is the mission too difficult..."
"nothing… "
Leylin shook his head, and suddenly felt that this guy's previous training had no results at all.
"Miss! The fish soup is ready!"
At this time, one of Rafiniya's followers had brought up two thick bowls of fish soup, as well as white bread as the staple food, and even some temporarily picked berries.
"En!" Rafiniya cheered, and then enjoyed her own dinner.
Leylin, who saw the other party's attitude, smiled, and slowly tore up the white bread, and then put the fish soup into his mouth.
"Rafiniya!" Leylin deliberately stopped the other party when they parted.
"Huh? What's the matter?" Rafiniya still had bits of bread crumbs on the corner of her mouth at this time, like a greedy kitten.
"It's nothing, I have a hunch that tonight may not be peaceful, pay attention to keep your weapons by your side!"
Leylin made a reminder.
"I got it!" When it came to the business, Rafiniya finally had no short-circuit in his head, and solemnly agreed.
After parting, Leylin looked left and right again, and seeing that no one was paying attention to him, suddenly his figure flashed and got into Oran's tent.
night!
The silvery moonlight looks particularly dim tonight, with dark clouds drifting past from time to time, making the light even more hazy.
The north wind was blowing, and the temperature dropped further. Except for the patrol soldiers, everyone else had already entered their tents. The unlucky night duty soldiers could only curl up their collars, complaining about their luck. .
Suddenly, a thick dark cloud floated over and buried the moon in it.
The light disappeared, and there was no other light except for a few bonfires, and the vision was blurred. Even if you were sitting next to the fire, you could only see things within five meters at the farthest.
"What a dark night! What a thick fog!"
A patrolman grumbled.
"Come on! I have seen more terrifying fog than this above the endless wilderness. I can't even see my nails when I stretch out my hand..."
Another patrolling soldier said disdainfully.
"That's right!" The younger-looking patrolman nodded, and then vigilantly grasped the weapon in his hand: "Who is it?"
In the mist, a hazy figure approached.
"It's me!" The figure said calmly, his voice very familiar.
"Oh! Sir!" The two patrol soldiers saluted immediately, but the moment they bent down, several cold lights flashed.
"Woo..."
There was shock and bewilderment in the eyes of the young patrol soldier, his hands tightly covering his neck, and there, a line of blood slowly expanded.
The two bodies fell silently, hardly attracting anyone's attention.
The hazy figure seemed to sigh, and then came to another tent.
"Who is it?" Leylin's voice came from the tent.
"It's me! Lanciel!" The figure's voice was very calm.
"Oh! What's the matter? Wait until I turn off the magic alarm!"
A ray of light lit up in the tent, and then the tent was lifted, revealing Leylin's doubtful face: "Please come in!"
The figure walked into the tent, and the bright lights revealed its figure. It was thin and thin, with a half black veil mask covering its face. It was the scout leader of the team—Lanxiel!
"Come here so late, there must be something important?"
The mage uniform on Leylin's body had already been thrown aside, only the white shirt was left, exposing his firm chest, making him look very masculine.
"It's like this... Regarding this mission, I have an idea..."
Rancher's voice had a strange tone.
"Thoughts? Why didn't you say it during the meeting in the afternoon, do you have any difficulties?"
Leylin's face became serious, and he moved a little closer to Lanxier unconsciously.
"Well! Actually..."
Lanxier's voice became even deeper, causing Leylin to stretch his neck, and at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
A sharp silver light suddenly appeared in Lanxier's hand, stabbing fiercely towards Leylin's neck! But at this moment, Leylin didn't have any protection on his body.
With the strength of Lanxier's high-level assassin, once this attack hits, I'm afraid he will only end up falling!
Wave! The dagger slashed across Leylin's neck without hindrance, but the blood spatter he had imagined did not come. Leylin's entire body seemed to turn into a huge soap bubble, which exploded suddenly. There is nothing but wind.
"This is...[Advanced Phantom]!!!"
Lan Xieer's expression changed continuously, and when he realized that Leylin in front of him was actually just a fake, he quickly jumped out of the tent.
But then, she saw a circle of people surrounding herself.
The real Leylin was wearing a meticulous mage robe, and the staff in his hand was already aimed at it from a distance. Next to him was Rafiniya who was fully armed.
In the center, Oran looked at Lanxie with an expression of disbelief and sadness.
"Lanxiel! I really didn't expect that it would be you! We have known each other for more than fifty years, but we still can't resist the corruption of power..."
There was sadness on Oran's face.
"Friendship? Really?" Lanxier lifted his veil, revealing a girl's face, but there were criss-cross knife marks on the left side, which completely destroyed the beauty, and even looked a little ugly.
This world has the power of magic spells, but the opponent keeps leaving the scars on his face. Either it has any special meaning, or the person who made the attack deliberately left destructive power in the wounds, preventing the effects of the magic spells. .
"I haven't been the same person since that night!"
Lan Xieer sneered, covered the veil again, and the eyes were replaced with undisguised hatred.
"It turns out...you still can't let go..." Oran said sadly.
"Who do you serve? Beastmen? Or other forces?"
Leylin didn't bother to take care of these emotional entanglements, so he stood up and gave orders, surrounding Lanxier.
As long as you are an opponent, you are an enemy. If you cannot win over and subdue the opponent spiritually, you can only destroy the opponent physically—this is also the law of the entire world of gods!
"Kneel down and confess your sins! And confess everything! This is your last chance to live!"
Leylin declared solemnly, but he was not at all optimistic about the effect of persuading him to surrender. The other party knew at a glance that he was a person with a particularly firm will and his whole heart was filled with revenge.
In order to retaliate, they can even drag other people to hell with them!
Leylin is very familiar with this kind of gaze that does not hesitate to do anything! So after seeing the smile on the corner of the other party's mouth, he waved his hand: "Kill the other party!"
The light of fighting spirit and magic flickered out one after another.
Lanxieer was originally just a high-ranking thief. With its strength, if it was in the dark, it would definitely bring huge troubles to Leylin's side, but head-to-head confrontation is obviously not the opponent's forte.
Especially with the help of Leylin and Rafiniya, it didn't take long for Lanxieer, who was under the effect of the [Slowness Technique], to be stabbed in the abdomen by two huge steel swords, and hot blood flowed out.
"Destroy her fighting power!"
"Jin Qian, heal the other party!"
After all, Lanxier is a friend of Oran, and Leylin can't go too far.
"Haha... I will never accept your kindness! And... Do you think this is the end?"
Lanxie's veil had long been dropped during the fight, and blood froth flowed out from the corner of his mouth, which combined with his ferocious face made him look even more frightening.
"What?"
Oran's expression changed.
"Team... Captain..."
At this moment, Ogg, who was in charge of arranging traps around the perimeter and guarding against attacks, was helped in by someone: "It's lycanthropes! Their strength is completely beyond our imagination..."