The Emerald Tower

When the sun rose to the highest point, the Grand Duke Swordsman and the guards of the Emerald Fort left the'Seagull Inn' with some things wrapped in sack.

Under the cover of the sacks, the onlookers could not determine what was in the sacks.

However, one thing is certain

That is, the quantity in this sack is definitely a lot.

Just look at the number of two cars filled.

The onlookers still speculated about the items in the sack, but with the departure of the Archduke Swordsman, the eager atmosphere dropped a lot.

Many people dispersed immediately.

Those who remained, after discussing a few sentences and found that they could not attract more people, they also left angrily.

However, some people whose whereabouts are hidden are different.

They have been closely following the Grand Duke Swordsman’s team until they are about to leave Nangang City

"Take these to the cemetery!"

The Grand Duke Swordsman commanded.

"Yes, sir!"

Immediately, an Emerald Fort guard walked out of the team, and drove the carriage alone toward the cemetery; while the remaining people did not stay long and continued to march toward the Emerald Fort.

Seeing the team moving forward separately, the people following behind, without the slightest hesitation, followed the direction of the Great Cemetery.

Looking at their determined appearance, it is obvious that they have been prepared long ago.

The carriage ahead was advancing steadily.

The stalkers followed behind each other in a more leisurely manner.

Regarding this ‘d’, they didn’t care at all.

If it wasn't for the fear that the Grand Duke's swordsmanship team hadn't gone far, they would have done it long ago.

but. Later. They won't mind.

especially. When the other party's destination is the large cemetery, which is a very suitable place for burying dead bodies.

轱辘,轱辘......

The flat ground began to turn into a gravel path, the carriage shook, and the wheels passed by, leaving a clear sound.

Add to that the conspicuous person sitting in the carriage.

With an almost mocking attitude, the stalkers thought for a while how to concoct the guy in front of them.

To know. Two of them completely lost the news last night, plus the Kimpton they spent on inquiries before, definitely not a trivial figure.

Especially the latter, it makes the trackers feel painful.

After all, this is Nangang, the territory of the golden powerhouse. Although they still have a certain amount of living space, they are definitely not much bigger.

It's completely in the posture of a'sewer creature'. Surviving in Nangang.

It's hard to survive

Recruitment and training of personnel, accumulation of activity funds. It's all things that make them extremely troublesome.

And just last night, they actually suffered a great loss in both aspects!

It's really unforgivable!

Asked what he wanted from the other party's mouth, and then, after torturing this guy severely, it turned out to the other party!

The stalkers have already made such a decision.

Therefore, when the people driving in front enter the middle and back sections of the necropolis, they start to act.

A group of silhouettes quickly surrounded the target.

However, this goal was much stronger than expected, and the stalkers were spotted immediately; then, he dropped the carriage and ran towards the cemetery on the side.

However, these stalkers are also very strong, even if the opponent ran one step ahead of time, it was just a few breaths, and they surrounded him in a cemetery.

"Hmph, d, do you think you can run away?"

A stalker looked at the target person who was trapped in a heavy siege, and couldn't help snorting coldly.

The remaining stalkers began to tighten their encirclement.

The besieged target retreated slightly hurriedly, and the next moment his back touched the tomb behind him.

However, just when the stalkers thought that the target person had no way to escape, the opponent pushed open the door of the tomb and got into the tomb.

"Negative corner stubbornly resist!"

One of the stalkers sneered a few times with disdain, then raised his hand with a wave.

Suddenly, apart from the three alongside him, the remaining dozen people started to take action

Whoosh!

As soon as the door of the tomb was pushed open, an arrow was shot out, but it was easily avoided by the trackers who had been prepared.

The same is true for the next two arrows.

Then it became a flying knife.

Compared to arrows that are still quite dangerous, the flying knife is undoubtedly much worse.

Not only didn't he have much strength, but even the accuracy of his head was much worse.

Therefore, the stalkers look down on their target person more and more, ‘playing’ with each other like a cat and a mouse.

After the sixth throwing knife was shot, the stalkers pushed open the door of the tomb again, and this time, they were not attacked.

Suddenly, a playful smile appeared on the faces of these stalkers.

However, the next moment, such a joke smile stiffened

The small tomb can be seen at a glance by the noon sunlight.

And in this small tomb, there was no one, not even the bones, but only a pit beside the coffin.

Looking at the deep pothole, the faces of the stalkers changed, and one of them even reported to the leader outside.

"My lord, there is a secret road in the tomb!"

The stalker said truthfully.

"Secret Road? That ‘d’’s backhand? Chase me!"

One of the chieftains said gloomily.

After speaking, let the other party start the head and walk quickly to the secret room with the remaining three leaders.

The tomb is clear at a glance, and obviously does not require much investigation.

After one of the chiefs glanced around, he directly ordered: "Go down alone and follow me to see where it leads!"

A dozen trackers looked at each other, but did not act immediately.

The stalkers know very well, once it goes down. It will inevitably face a counterattack and since the opponent has already dug the secret tunnel. Obviously, sufficient preparations have been made. Coupled with the narrowness of the secret passage, it is quite unfavorable for them.

In the face of real danger, no one wants to be this early bird.

And this situation made the leader's face sink.

"Did you not hear what I said? I said one..."

"No, no, not alone, but all of you!"

Just before the leader's words were finished, a touch of sound rang.

at the same time. The door of the tomb that was originally opened was also closed with a bang.

Suddenly, the entire tomb was plunged into darkness.

"what happened?!"

The stalkers let out an exclamation subconsciously, but the exclamation was interrupted by a scream

what!

The high-pitched screams suddenly sounded, but in the next moment they were shocked.

These people walking in the shadows unanimously came up with such a picture in their minds: a person hiding in the shadows, swift as a leopard, quietly jumped behind the target. The dagger in his hand was placed in front of the opponent's neck and pulled back, at the same time. The other hand only covered the target's mouth when the target wailed.

The other party can obviously cover the target's mouth a moment in advance, and solve everything by silently killing, but he has chosen this way of ‘making a movement’.

provocative!

Those who were there, as trackers walking in the shadows, immediately understood what the other party meant.

"Paste the wall, spread out!"

One of the leaders shouted like this, and kept moving his position in the shouting.

And the stalkers around, it is the same action.

but

what! what!

The screams sounded one after another.

Obviously, this method has no effect at all.

Their opponent is like an evil spirit, not only out of sight, but also constantly harvesting fresh lives.

And this should be what they are good at!

Huh!

The sound of the metal blade cutting the throat sounded right in the ear of the stalker leader, and he could even feel the moist sensation of the hot blood sprayed on his neck by his subordinates.

However, he waved a sword, but it was just the body of his subordinate, without the slightest shadow of the other party.

call!

A strong wind flashed in front of him.

The leader, another sword directed at him.

However, this sword was cut in the air.

After that, the continuous play of this kind finally caused the leader of the stalker to lose his due calmness, and he shouted: "Light the torch!"

Although doing so will give the opponent a target, but in the current situation, it doesn't matter whether the target is the target or not. The opponent is really free to come and go in the dark, and they are trapped in it.

Only with light can they regain their advantage.

However, the shouts rang, but there was no answer.

Could it be...

A bad premonition appeared in the heart of the leader, and he subconsciously shouted again: "Light up..."

call!

The word ‘torch’ did not exit, a flame appeared in the tomb, dispelling the condensed darkness.

Facing the sudden emergence of light, the leader narrowed his eyes slightly, and the long sword in his hand swung into the wind, enveloping himself.

Obviously, worried about being attacked by the opportunity.

However, when his vision really returned to normal, the leader who danced his sword to protect his whole body couldn't help being taken aback.

In front of him, stood a young man holding a torch, and at the feet of this young man, there was a corpse, and apart from him and the other party, there was no one standing.

"You, are you d?"

A thought that suddenly came up in my mind ~www.readwn.com~ caused the leader to tremble and ask.

"Well, Dean Ken Zelgaon!"

Dean nodded slightly, still holding the torch in his left hand, while the [Strike of Wind] he held in his right hand was a wave.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed across the tomb under the flame.

The leader on the opposite side took a glance, and then he raised half of the long sword, and fell to the ground unwillingly.

【+100】

On the opponent's body, a ball of light representing the xp value floated and merged into Dean's body.

ps first update~ (to be continued...)

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