Broad World

Maybe it's because the dark elf patrols are used to being arrogant, or maybe it's because Henry's transformed appearance looks too young. In short, these four fighters ignored his neat fighting skills just now, and surrounded him from different directions with ferocious expressions. come over. They don't know how terrifying the enemy they have to deal with, even if they try their best, it is impossible to take even the slightest advantage.

"Hahahahahaha! That's right! Come on, I like to see the blood splashing from the headless neck, that scene is really beautiful." Henry laughed wildly and opened his arms to meet him.

The reason why he acted so crazy was entirely because the guards of the caravan followed quietly and were lying on the rock behind him to observe the situation here. These guys thought they were acting covertly, but in fact they were fully accounted for from the very beginning.

A dark elf warrior felt humiliated, his eyes glowed red with anger, he let out a roar and attacked first. The weapon he uses is a (none) (wrong) 3.. long sword, one of the most common weapons on the main plane. But this long sword not only exudes a faint magical power, but also glows with a dark blue light. Obviously, even though it is a magic weapon, it is also very insidiously quenched (poison) medicine. You must know that there are many deadly (poisonous) things in the ground, especially the high-level priests of the dark elves like to raise giant spiders, so obtaining this thing is as easy as eating and drinking for them.

The enemy's attack is quite fierce, at least the footsteps are very steady, and the angle and force of the stabbing are also sufficient, if it is an ordinary person. There is simply no second option other than parrying.

have to say. The cooperation of these fighters is quite tacit. The first person launches a thrust to force the target to retreat or defend, and then the other three continue to attack. Everyone knows the truth that if you defend for a long time, you will lose, so as long as there is a loophole in the passive defense, you will be pierced by several sharp knives immediately.

But Henry is obviously not an ordinary person, especially the profession of Juggernaut is famous for its dexterous steps and tricky attack angles. In this world, there will never be another warrior profession like Juggernaut, who can use the weapon in his hand superbly. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he made an incredible move.

I saw that the gray long knife not only did not choose to block the stabbing long sword. Instead, the tip of the needle stabbed back at the wheat awn. Between the lightning and the flint, the sharp blades and blades cling to each other, and they cross and change positions instantly. The dark elf warrior staggered forward a few steps, followed by blood spurting from his neck, and fell to the ground with a plop. Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them, and even the other three guys who were planning to rush forward to launch a siege also retreated in a hurry. They didn't understand at all that in a situation where both sides were supposed to suffer, how could one person die while the other person had nothing to do.

Henry had a weird smile on his face, and a drop of blood slid down the blade to the tip. Finally, it dripped on the ground. At the moment of contact just now, he relied on the sharpness of the long knife in his hand. He directly cut off the guard of the long sword, as well as the thumb holding the sword, making the blade deviate from the original track and away from his body, and then raised the long knife a little bit, just like this across the fragile throat.

Because the movement was too fast, and the body was in front of them, no one could see the actual situation clearly. They only felt that this confrontation was so abnormal that a fighter with good skills was beheaded on the spot in the blink of an eye.

"Head...head! Who is this guy? Why did he join our caravan?" A gray dwarf guard suppressed his fear and asked in a low voice. He knew very well that it was impossible for a person with this level of martial arts to be hired by a small caravan, and there were obviously some ulterior secrets in it.

"Shut up! This is not what you should ask." Carrig glared fiercely, and reprimanded without hesitation. He couldn't believe what he saw with his own eyes until now, a mage could have such powerful martial skills, and killed half of a dark patrol team in just a few seconds.

You must know that normally, the dark elf patrol team can usually kill more than three times the number of gray dwarves and about five times the number of underground gnomes. Demons will also have a headache when they encounter them.

But Henry took it for granted in his heart. No matter in terms of professional level or weapons and equipment, he completely crushed these dark elf fighters, and it was only normal for him to win. Especially the first mage who died didn't even trigger an accidental spell, obviously his level wasn't high, otherwise it wouldn't be so easy.

The remaining three dark elf fighters looked at each other, then turned around and ran in three different directions without saying a word. The confrontation just now made them fully understand how big the difference in strength was, so they didn't dare to stay for a second, for fear of stepping into the footsteps of those teammates who fell on the ground.

"Oh! Escaping is not what a soldier should do!" Henry stood on the spot and said with a playful expression.

As soon as the words fell, there were three screams in the darkness. A minute later, the succubus and the two little devils dragged the three corpses back. One of the guys had a burning mark on his neck, and he knew he was strangled to death by a flame whip without asking.

As for the other two, there was a triangular opening near the back of the head, and the blood that flowed out was black and smelly. There is no doubt that they were all put by the imp's sting.

Looking at the corpses lying on the ground, Henry waved behind the dark stone: "Come out, I know you are all there. Don't worry, I have killed all the patrols."

The caravan tremblingly came out from behind the huge stalagmite, and as a guide, Findlig inspected the wounds on the corpses on the ground, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "You are really a powerful warrior, but also a frightening demon. "

"Thank you for your compliment. As I said, it doesn't take much effort to kill these guys." Henry replied with a wicked smile, while wiping the blood on the long knife with the dark elf's white hair. I have to mention that his behavior is definitely desecrating corpses in Faerun. An act of sheer evil.

Maybe as the saying goes. There is a hidden demon in everyone's heart. Henry finds it effortless to play this chaotic villainous role. Basically, you don't need any acting skills, just amplify the dark side in your heart.

"Okay, since you think it's a compliment, that's fine. But your attack angle is really good, and it didn't damage these magic armors at all. Five pieces of magic chain mail and one piece of magic full body armor are all unique to dark elves. You can make a fortune with your unique craftsmanship," said Findlig's old wrinkled face with joy.

For a gray dwarf of his age, making a lot of money is the most important thing. As for whether a powerful trust came to the caravan, he didn't care at all. As long as it can bring a steady stream of gold coins, it doesn't matter if a goblin is the boss.

Although the duergar guards were not satisfactory in terms of combat, the sweeper loot was worth two, and all valuable things were wiped out in less than five minutes. In addition to the previous five pieces of armor, there are two long swords, a long halberd, a two-handed giant sword, a cane made of unknown wood, a few low-level magic cards, and finally a ring , a "Stone Skin Technique" is stored inside.

Carrig pointed to the things on the ground and said to Henry: "According to the rules, you can choose these things first, and the rest of the caravan will be responsible for helping to sell them. You will take the majority."

"Thank you. But I'm not interested in these things." Henry pouted disdainfully.

All the places on his body that can be equipped with magic items have long been occupied, and these things are also a little bit worse. Although the enchantment level of the dark elves' armor and weapons is not low, generally speaking, they can reach level 3 or even level 5, but they cannot see the sunlight at all, otherwise the dark magic power on them will be lost quickly, and will soon turn into a pile of dust .

"Uh... If you don't mind... Can I buy that ring with two thousand gold coins?" Carrig asked tentatively. Obviously, he took a fancy to the "Stone Skin Technique" once a day, and planned to use it to save his life at critical times.

In the Underdark, due to the abundance of various gemstones and mineral veins, magic weapons and armor are not as rare as on the surface, but things like magic rings, amulets, and boots are also scarce, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy them. .

Henry shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Yes, but don't give me gold coins, just buy me two long knives after entering the city."

"Of course, this is not a problem at all." Carrig agreed very happily. He carefully put the ring on his little finger, with a happy smile on his face.

The gray dwarf warrior carefully erased all the trophies with the family emblem printed on them, and stuffed them into the car one by one. This is a delicate and labor-intensive job, because if the dark elves find the logo on it during the sale, they will directly bloodbath the entire caravan without saying a word.

But none of this has anything to do with Henry, he is standing under the strange device for research. This is a round ball with a diameter of four to five meters, and the surface is covered with square grids of thirty to forty centimeters. If you calm down, you can vaguely hear a creepy roar from the inside.

After a simple reconnaissance, he quickly confirmed that this thing is the little thing that imprisoned many souls in the game, in order from left to right: a crazy dark elf mage, a githyanki warrior, a A fairly powerful lich, and finally a subterranean gnome who was accidentally locked up.

I don't know who built this thing or what it was for, but there's no doubt that there's some very clever technology in it, and it's well worth a closer look. Thinking of this, Henry took two steps forward and spun the last winch directly.

I saw a bright light instantly released from the corresponding square, followed by a small figure slowly walking out from inside...

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