Broad World

There is neither night nor day nor stars nor sun in the Underdark. The magnetic field in most places here is disordered, so the compass is useless, and the only ones who can tell the direction are spells and guides.

Carrig's caravan was too small to employ a true spellcaster, but he did have a duergar guide named Findlig. His age seemed to be over four hundred years old, and his old face was covered with dense wrinkles. It is said that he could remember every plant and tree in this area clearly, even if he closed his eyes, he would not lead him astray.

However, Henry felt that the old gray dwarf might not be relying on memory, but some kind of special induction. Just like migratory birds will start to automatically migrate to the south in winter, and when the climate warms up, they will return to the place where they were born to mate and reproduce. If the latter is a memory engraved in genetics, then the former is a special ability evolved in a dangerous environment.

At this moment, he has put away things that are easy to reveal his identity, such as the staff of the archmage, the dimension bag, and the bodyguard around his neck? none? wrong? The .s. talisman, the ring on the hand, the boots on the feet, the belt, and the cloak behind him are all covered by spells, and they look very worn. Even with the blessing of "Arcane Vision", no flaws can be seen . Since leaving the hut, this caravan has been walking in the dangerous underdark region for nearly three hours without any stop in the middle, even eating and drinking water is settled while walking. I don't know whether it was luck or the guide was good enough. In short, they didn't encounter any danger at all.

Suddenly, Findlig, who was walking in the front, raised a hand, showing unprecedented tension on his face. After a second. He turned around and lowered his voice to everyone, "Trouble! Remember that weird device at the fork ahead? A dark elf patrol is near there."

"Damn it! If these bastards find out we will definitely attack without hesitation." A gray dwarf warrior cursed through gritted teeth.

Henry frowned slightly. Quite puzzled and asked: "Why? Could it be that they will attack the caravan?"

The gray dwarf warrior gave a rather unkind look. He spat fiercely: "Bah! Boy, this is not a city. Those evil compatriots of yours will never let go of any chance to loot and kill in the wild."

"How many people are there in the patrol team? What is the combat effectiveness? If...you kill them all here, won't they be found out? A lot of words." Henry didn't care about the other party's bad attitude, but asked with an evil smile road. He knew that although the gray dwarves and the dark elves would occasionally form alliances to deal with other races, the relationship between the two sides was not good, and misfires happened from time to time, so it was normal for this soldier to have a bad attitude, anyway, it wasn't for him . Don't worry about it at all.

"All... all slaughtered?" The gray dwarf warrior had an unbelievable expression on his face, and was completely speechless by these words.

After regaining his senses, he grabbed Henry by the collar and lowered his voice and growled: "Are you kidding me! That's a dark elf patrol. There are six people in total, six heavily armed guys, including But a priest, a mage, and four fighters with superb martial arts skills. Thank God they don't come to cause trouble, and you may not be able to hold on for a second. What's more, as long as one of them runs back to Uth during the battle Te Naza, we are all dead!"

Looking at this excited gray dwarf, Henry instantly understood why the dark elves became the overlords of the Underdark.

Sophisticated equipment, reasonable team configuration, a large number of spellcasters, brutal behavior, crazy desire for revenge, and sufficient population base all constitute the most solid foundation. No one wants to provoke a group of powerful lunatics casually. Just looking at the fearful expressions of these guards, you can tell how scared they are.

However, Karig did not flinch like other gray dwarves. Instead, he gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice: "Nim. Are you sure you can kill them all?".

"Of course, dear employer. It's easy to kill them all, and I guarantee that none of them will try to escape." Henry turned around and winked at Nesis, and the succubus servant immediately understood, and took two The little devil instantly entered a state of invisibility, quietly approaching the patrol team.

"Boss! He is risking our lives and goods! You must not agree!"

"Yes, boss! Once the dark elves find out, we will never do business again."

All of a sudden, all the caravan guards tried to dissuade them.

"Shut up! Look at the way you are now! You don't look like a warrior at all! You haven't started fighting yet, I'm afraid you'll be like this, if the dark elves come over, will you kneel down and surrender!" Karig stared disgustedly. He shouted and cursed at his subordinates. He couldn't believe that the guards he had worked so hard to support turned out to be this kind of virtue at a critical moment, and he was immediately disappointed.

Looking at these gray dwarf warriors who lowered their heads and said nothing, Henry showed a look of disdain on his face. He could tell at a glance that these guys were useless, the highest professional level was only level six, and they didn't have the most important courage to be a fighter. To put it bluntly, it means being cared for too well and seriously lacking the sense of struggle.

After cursing for a while, Carrig sighed slightly, turned around and nodded slightly. Now he finally realizes what a huge mistake he made. Before, he always thought about the problems that could be solved with money and tried his best not to do it. As a result, all the guards were raised and abolished. Fortunately, he found it early, otherwise he would cry when something really went wrong. There is no hurry.

"Please wait a moment, I'll come as soon as I go." Henry bowed slightly as he spoke, and then quickly sank into the darkness.

He is now a nineteenth-level sword master. If it were a one-on-one fight, there might not be a few warriors in the entire city of Ust-Nassar who could fight against him, let alone a mere patrol team. As long as the mage and priest are killed in the first place, the remaining enemies will not be afraid at all.

The long knife made of the special substance "Karachi" glows gray, not only extremely sharp, but also can change shape at will according to needs, as if it can read the inner thoughts of the holder.

Since Henry obtained this powerful weapon, it was the first time that he fully integrated with it without reservation, allowing his will to be unprecedentedly concentrated. A few seconds later, he slowly opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.

The dark elves who were studying the huge spherical device didn't even notice that death was coming soon. Among them, the priest and the mage were arguing about something in a low voice, while the four warriors stood by and watched the excitement bored.

"Now... let me test the fighting power of the most powerful race in the Underdark." Henry said silently in his heart, and then rushed out quickly.

From the very beginning, he didn't intend to sneak attack, but wanted to know the fighting power of the dark elves and the extent of his martial arts. As for the succubus and little devil lying in ambush, it was to prevent the other party from escaping.

"Enemy..." The sorcerer just came and spit out a word, and the sharp long knife was cut across his throat in an instant, a stream of blood splashed with the blade, and then he fell to the ground with a thud with his throat. He didn't see the appearance of the attacker until he died, and he didn't even have time to activate the magic item on his body.

After killing the mage, Henry didn't stop, but stepped on the stalagmite and jumped up, slashing at the priest. His attack angle is very tricky, not only avoiding the front of the line of sight, but also targeting the brain stem above the neck and below the back of the head.

You must know that this is the most important place to maintain an individual's life, including some basic functions such as heartbeat, breathing, digestion, body temperature, etc. Once it is damaged, it will undoubtedly die on the spot, even if you cast a magic spell, you may not have to come back.

However, this female priest obviously reacted much faster than the mage just now. Although it was too late to dodge, he still swung the snake head whip and lashed at the right hand holding the long knife. Perhaps in her opinion, no one could bear the pain of being hit by such a vicious weapon.

It's a pity that there are always some people in the world who cannot be judged by common sense, and Henry is one of them. Seeing that he didn't care about the whip coming towards his right hand, he sneered and chopped it down fiercely.

"Snapped!"

"ah!"

After a crisp sound and a scream, the head of the female priest left her neck and rolled to the ground. The headless corpse was sprayed more than one meter high, and then fell to the ground with a plop.

In the blink of an eye, the leading priest and mage in the patrol team died on the spot, and the remaining four soldiers were completely stunned. They couldn't imagine that this compatriot who looked like a minor could be so ruthless and decisive. The whole process was not muddled, and it was so fast that it was unbelievable.

"Ah, the magic and arcane users are all dead, now it's time for a duel between warriors. I challenge you four at the same time! Come on! Enjoy the killing to your heart's content! Feel the sweetness of this blood , Taste the passing of life." Henry flicked the blood on the long knife while pretending to be bloodthirsty and crazy.

This is the definition he gave to the role he played this time. A young warrior obsessed with improving martial arts in battle. He is powerful, but a little arrogant and unsophisticated. In the words of the dark elves, it is easy A controlled blade.

A dark elf warrior was trembling with anger. He pointed at Henry's nose and cursed loudly: "Boy! No matter who you are, you are dead now! Do you know who died just now? A nobleman! The eldest daughter and second-in-law of the fifteenth family in Uster Nazar son!"

"Oh? Nobles? Hahahahaha! So what? If they don't open their eyes, I can uproot this family immediately. Come on, don't talk nonsense, let me enjoy the (pleasure) feeling of the sword piercing the body. "After finishing speaking, Henry walked closer with a wicked smile on his face at a leisurely pace, instantly creating an invincible momentum.

"Asshole! This guy is a lunatic! What should we do, should we kill him together, or run back to report?" Another dark elf warrior asked in a low voice.

"Of course I'm going to kill this kid! There are four of us! Let's go together, don't be afraid!" Another dark elf warrior drew out his sword, his eyes were full of viciousness...

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