I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages

Face the girl's question.

The sexy woman naturally held her chest.

Her voice is hoarse and charming:

"It's just a matter of life.

Something has to be sacrificed to achieve the goal.

Otherwise, where do you think my 100% assassination success rate came from?

Also, Stephanie.

How many times have I said that.

When you go out on a mission, you have to call my sister. "

Stephanie said "oh".

Then ask:

"But this set only works for men!"

"I'm curious how you deal with women."

The sexy woman glanced at her:

"It's simple. I don't take orders that target women."

The little girl looked stunned:

"This is the secret of 100% success rate!"

The sexy woman laughed out loud:

"Self-righteous girl."

"I'm just kidding you, I'll take any orders."

"Speaking of women..."

"Did you forget where you looked when you first saw me?"

The little girl frowned tightly, showing a thoughtful look.

half an hour.

She looked down at herself, and suddenly sighed:

"You have a point."

Immediately she raised her head unconvinced:

"But if it wasn't for me last time, you'd be finished."

"At least half of the credit for your title of 'God Slayer' is mine. "

The sexy woman nodded happily:

"Seventy percent. Be confident, Stephanie."

"Your ability is very important."

Facing Sisko's compliment.

The little girl felt a little embarrassed instead.

She bowed her head and said:

"That's not okay, your assassination is also very important."

"The credit is still fifty-five points..."

After a while.

She raised her head seriously and said:

"I just calculated it carefully, and I am more important. I think the credit score of 64 points is a more appropriate result."

The sexy woman shrugged helplessly.

A farm appeared in front of the road.

Stephanie suddenly grabbed Sisko's clothes:

"Sisko."

"I want to pee!"

Sisko's expression suddenly became serious.

"How much do you want?"

Stephanie's expression was very strange, as if she was feeling something.

half an hour.

She just choked out a sentence:

"A little bit."

Sisko frowned:

"This is unreasonable... There should be a certain distance from the target."

Stephanie crossed her legs, her expression slowly relaxed:

"it's good now."

"But I have a bad feeling."

Sisko let out a "hmm".

The girl said seriously:

"Your 100% success rate may be gone."

The sexy woman's expression remained unchanged.

It's just that the voice is hoarse:

"Let's go."

...

evening.

After finishing a divination, Roger slowly stood up.

This time the divination was seriously disturbed.

He only saw the figures of two women, one big and one small.

They appear on the eastern border of the southern necropolis.

No other information was found.

It seems that this "God Killer Sisko" is indeed different from other extraordinary assassins.

But Roger wasn't too worried.

Many of his abilities are actually very effective against elite rogues.

Just before Sisko appeared.

Roger also imagined that the League of Assassins was a charitable organization that sent a bunch of cannon fodder after one cannon fodder died in some online articles in his previous life.

In this way, he can brush up a feat in the field of rogues.

Unfortunately.

He just killed two old Yinbi.

The other party actually dispatched the "God Killer" directly!

This disappointed Roger.

He got up and tidied up for a while.

Then he left the camp alone.

Sisko's arrival did not interrupt Roger's hunting rhythm.

tonight.

He was going to make his final visit to the base camp of the Wither Order.

...

under the moonlight.

Roger headed south along the "Autumn Creek Corridor".

Tiyun set fire to full force.

And in the process.

The altitude of the land under his feet began to slowly rise.

...

"Reminder: You have entered the Gray Deer Plain"

...

In front of a three-pronged path.

Roger chose a small road extending to the southwest with ease.

Road signs.

This road leads to the "Deer Hunting Terrace".

The base camp of the Blight Cult, "Deep Cold Cave", is there.

The other two roads lead to "Stranglethorn Valley" and "United Farm" respectively.

These are all familiar place names in the southern cemetery.

In an earlier scout, Roger had been to Union Farm once.

As for Stranglethorn Vale.

It's too far away so I haven't had time to visit yet.

And entered the southern cemetery for so long.

Roger gradually felt the characteristics of this area.

...

The first is the "big earth".

The area covered by the southern cemetery is larger than the combined area of ​​the north and south banks of the Sierra River!

A single piece of "Grey Deer Plain" is the size of two or three "Great Wetlands".

Not to mention the other areas around Huiluyuan.

Fortunately, the Deep Cold Cave is in the northwest corner of the Deer Hunting Terrace.

It's not too far from the underground camp.

Otherwise Roger would have to change the location of the camp.

...

The second is "thick fog".

It is different from the mist in the swamp.

The fog in the southern necropolis seemed to be a continuation of some kind of fog of war.

It is rumored that the thicker the fog.

The more terrifying monsters are hidden.

Fortunately, this fog does not obstruct the vision of real vision.

This invisibly magnified Roger's advantage.

When I went to check in tonight.

He doesn't have to go deep into the deep cold cave.

Just climb up to the heights of the deer hunting platform and have a look.

...

The third is "many remains".

When walking in the field.

It was commonplace to see fresh animal remains.

You can often see piles of dead bones with years on them.

It is said that this is because the tombs of an ancient empire are hidden under this land.

That empire is not Talon, nor is it Aether.

In the study of Truth Society.

It was a country full of blanks.

Some people say that the kingdom is related to the "curse".

Anyone who tries to enter that tomb group will be cursed forever.

Others said it was nonsense.

in these two statements.

Roger preferred the former.

The reason is that he once sensed the breath of the curse at the entrance of a collapsed underground palace on the side of the road and the zombies thinking about life nearby.

all in all.

In the Southern Necropolis, underground means absolute danger.

Roger will not act rashly until he finds a good brother who can provide curse resistance.

...

The fourth is "biological reproduction and growth are extremely fast."

In such a harsh environment.

The land still supports a sizable human population and an even greater number of wildlife.

Its secret lies in this abnormal natural law.

Not only the crops on the farm mature quickly.

including humans.

The reproduction and growth rate of all animals here is also many times faster than normal.

From time to time, herds of elk pass by on the gray deer field.

Wherever you go.

The grass roots are eaten dry and wiped clean.

But it won't take half a month.

New turf grows on land swept by elk herds.

There are also deer hunters trying to catch all the elk herds.

Within three months.

On the deer hunting platform, you can see the deer frolicking.

...

all in all.

This is a land that combines curses and blessings.

The food chain here is self-contained, with a unique ecology and strong exclusivity.

The people here are also very exclusive--

Near Union Farm.

Roger made several attempts to deal with people, but was eventually dismissed indifferently.

Later from the farm he saved.

Roger inquired about such a phenomenon:

All those who were willing to leave lived near Fort Fall Creek, waiting for the opportunity to go south.

the rest.

They all have an attachment to this land.

Xenophobia is only the outward expression of this feeling.

...

I hurriedly reviewed the ecological situation of the southern cemetery in my mind.

Roger came to a high point of "Deer Hunting Terrace".

Here is a watchtower built by deer hunters.

Because of the Blight Cult.

This place has been deserted for a long time.

Just happened to be cheap Roger.

In the dark.

He climbed to the top of the tower with brisk hands and feet, looking far into the distance.

Everything around him was clearly displayed in front of him.

There is no abnormality in the vicinity of the deep cold cave.

Northwest.

A group of "Lost Cultists" among the Blight Cultists are chasing the deer.

On the southern river beach, there are dots of bonfires.

Roger frowned.

in his field of vision.

That area seemed to be magnified countless times.

Adventurers in armor appeared in front of his eyes one by one!

...

"Hint: You found the camp of the New Year Church Crusade Group"

...

"What the hell?"

"New Spring Church? Is it the church that pulls people on the street?"

Realizing that things had changed, Roger jumped directly from the watchtower.

Go with the wind!

...

1 hour later.

In the camp of the "New Year's Church Crusade Group".

On the lively bonfire square.

Fresh venison rolls on the barbecue grills.

The smell of bad ale hung in the air.

The sound of punching is endless.

in a nearby tent.

A woman's weeping was faintly heard.

The adventurers who came in and out let out wanton laughter.

square edge.

A large one-eyed man was talking in a low voice to a man dressed as a priest.

Impatientness was written all over the big man's face.

However, his tone is quite negotiable:

"Father, you have to let them vent..."

"They are all mercenaries... yes, yes, I know it is in the name of the New Spring Church... the God of Breeding..."

"What? The God of Cultivation and Breeding? It's so complicated! Besides, what's wrong with the God of Breeding? All right, all right... In short, the true God is above."

He considered his words and said:

"You announced it too suddenly.

I know that the New Spring Church has long disliked the Wither Sect.

But you only let me recruit a week ago.

It's pretty good that I can attract so many people.

The day after tomorrow evening at the latest will be the official battle.

My experience is that simply serving wine and meat is not enough.

Only in this way will they be willing to work for you, otherwise why would they come out as mercenaries?

Wouldn't it be nice to be a farmer on a farm?

I'll pay for it..."

The voice of the one-eyed man suppressed.

Because at this time.

A middle-aged man in ranger costume walked past them.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to notice the content of the conversation between the two.

After strolling through.

He walked towards an unmanned barbecue grill, grabbed the fresh venison next to him and grilled it.

"Let's go over there and talk."

The one-eyed man dragged the priest into the darkness.

He glanced at their leaving backs.

Roger continued to cook the venison quietly.

Come this way.

He roughly figured out one thing:

a week ago.

The powerful New Spring Church in Union Farm suddenly began to recruit mercenaries aggressively.

They successfully formed a crusade group.

There is only one goal.

That is the deep cold cave on the deer hunting platform!

before tonight.

They have hunted down a group of Blight Cultists, the number is around 80.

This made Roger feel distressed for a while.

at the same time.

This extremely coincidental timing also made him suspicious.

He mixed into the camp.

Prepare to inquire about some more information.

"But it seems that it is not convenient to go to the tent area..."

Roger hesitated for a moment.

Two women dressed as mercenaries, one big and one small, approached suddenly.

Among them was a sexy woman with big breasts and wide buttocks.

She stood on the other side of the grill like nobody else.

A sharp dagger was drawn from the thigh belt.

"Can we have a barbecue, please?"

She gave Roger a charming smile.

Roger's expression was very calm, he didn't nod or refuse, as if he had lost his mind.

The blade of the dagger slid gently over the rolling venison.

The aroma of barbecue continued to radiate.

Vaguely.

A little bit of coldness lit up.

However, at this moment.

A high-pitched voice sounded from the barbecue grill:

"Sister! I need to pee!"

The voice was extremely loud.

Almost everyone in the square heard it.

The cold light disappeared.

Loud laughter came from all around.

A few drunken mercenaries even stumbled over, saying some vulgar words.

The sexy woman looked at the girl with a slightly cold expression:

"How much do you want?"

"I really want to!"

The girl almost broke her own voice, and said hoarsely:

"I really, really, really want to!"

"I want it now!"

The expression of the sexy woman changed suddenly.

She bit her lip and looked at Roger with a smile:

"excuse me."

Say it.

She put away the dagger, took the girl's hand and walked out of the camp.

Some malicious eyes swept over.

Several groups chose to act.

And more people chose to wait and see calmly.

...

In the darkness outside the camp.

A voice that no one else could hear sounded:

"Sisko."

"I saved your life again."

...

Next to the barbecue grill.

Roger, who had been indifferent until now, suddenly smiled.

next moment.

He got up and left the barbecue.

Followed those malicious mercenaries and walked out.

...