Knight of the Light

At one o'clock in the morning, the inspection office was still brightly lit.

‘Indestructible Bright Flame’ is widely used in the building, and the lighting it produces consumes neither oxygen nor heat. Although the eternal magic light is expensive at a time, it can illuminate every corner of the office building.

Inside the office building.

There are many official duties, and there are things that can be done every day. From the director to the staff, work overtime every day.

There are many buildings outside the office building, and it is quiet at night, and the sound of leather shoes that can only be patrolled back and forth is heard far away.

On the dark side of the light, several sneaking figures moved slowly. They are either crouching in the corner, or climbing up the window mullions, or creeping on the ground, which is hard to detect.

The guards patrolling pass regularly, and there are light and dark whistle outside the building, and the guard must not be weak. The stalkers hid in the dark for a long time to observe, and it was not until the sentry personnel handed over that they could probably figure out the rules.

When it was less than 20 meters away from the building, a stalker cast a "silent message" and whispered to several people around him: "I have been there several times, and everything is familiar.

Our goal is Director Wilson. In the middle of the third floor, he has a large study, which is not difficult to find. The target himself was a craftsman before, without threats.

At most, there are a few guards outside the study, but as long as I plan, it is easy to deal with. There is only the target person in the study, there may be a maid in her twenties, but that is not a threat. "

Among the stalkers, Powell did not speak, but nodded. He was forced by Johnson to participate in the operation. The other party said that the situation in the city is now tense, just like a volcano that is about to erupt, there is a detonation event.

Just kidnapping Wilson or killing him is enough to cause a chaos in Coldwind City. Long-legged homes will take no effort in conquering the city, and those who have established merit will naturally be rewarded with great rewards.

This idea sounded good, but Powell was afraid that the disorder would be too big, and he who had made the fire would follow.

But Wilson didn't listen, on the grounds that he had been to the inspection office several times and found no opponent who could stop him.

Shortly after the establishment of the inspection office, there are still many omissions.

Stalkers seized the loopholes observed by several outposts and quietly touched the office building. They climbed up a ladder against the wall, evading external vigilance and entering the third floor of the building in just a few seconds.

The inspection office is square in appearance, and the inside is a zigzag structure. Wilson stayed in the middle of the third floor. Several corridors can lead to his director's office.

There are also two levels of security inside the building. Outside are ordinary guards, and inside are Lorraine and his party arranged a few days ago.

As for the lenient director ’s office, there are few people inside. Outside, there are several adjutants who serve as secretaries. Only Wilson, who is busy with work, is inside.

And Eve Lorraine dozing off the table.

The little girl is only seventeen during the Chinese New Year, doing nothing during the day, and easily falling asleep at night. Wilson asked her to help with the documents, and she fell asleep after a few treatments, still holding a gem in her hand.

Seeing Lorraine sleeping, Wilson asked the adjutant to find a blanket for her to put on. He looked at the time himself and had to keep busy for two hours.

After all, it was late at night at this moment. Although light was everywhere in the inspection office, most of the overtime workers were quiet.

An orc holding an axe chats with the dwarf outside the office. They were all recruited from the Black Forest, and joining the "rich and powerful leader" was for food and wine.

The two wizards meditated in the hut beside the office, and suddenly felt that someone had touched the ring of guards laid around. They did not respond immediately because there were staff members walking around at night.

But hesitating for a few seconds, the orc guarding outside the office shouted suddenly. His talent ‘Alert’ was activated, and he slammed into the hallway with an axe.

The originally empty corridor became light and swaying, revealing a bow-shaped step, a human figure holding a short dagger.

assassin.

Invisibility.

The atmosphere late at night was suddenly tense.

The infiltrating assassin did not retreat but moved forward flexibly, wiping the edge of the axe blade. The orc roared stronger, but he watched the enemy approaching him and passed by.

The dwarf behind had jumped up, holding an iron shield, carrying a one-handed battle axe, and struck up. He blocked the assassin's entire route with fierce shield strikes, ensuring that the other side was left.

Orcs and dwarves deal with the same target, but there are multiple hidden figures in the corridor behind them. This group of people did not attack directly, but threw a black ball.

The sphere hit the ground, banged a few times, and exploded. Its power is not great, but a large amount of thick smoke that covers the line of sight explodes, and the entire corridor outside the office is quickly filled with calls.

Under the thick smoke, the orcs and dwarves with dark vision could not see the situation behind them. They are too close to life, afraid of hurting their companions, and can only fall into a state of self-protection.

The guard wizard who was meditating in the hut only reacted at this moment, and immediately cast a gust of wind to blow away the smoke.

However, the delay of a few seconds has given the enemy a great chance to sneak in. They are a multiplayer combination of assassins and wizards, a fireball hit the door of Wilson's office.

The enemy flashed in.

Finished!

The corridor space is closed, and it takes time for the storm to take the smoke away. Every second is crucial at this moment and decides life and death.

The orcs and dwarves who were responsible for the defense did not dare to move, because they were being entangled by an assassin and could not be separated.

The infiltrator is familiar with the environment of the whole building. This is completely outrageous. A scream of helpless panic was heard from the office, which indicated that the situation had deteriorated to the utmost.

The voice was so sad that the guards who had been on the job for a few days were frightened. They failed when the mission came, and Mr. Wilson to protect was more or less fierce.

The moment the fireball exploded, every pore in Johnson's excitement was soothing and joyful.

This operation is too easy and too simple.

The guards in the building seem to be tight, but they can only block ordinary little thieves. For wizards with extraordinary abilities and assassins with professional sneaking skills, this place is full of holes and sieves.

Haha, only the wizard can deal with the wizard, and the illusionist wizard is the strongest.

Johnson saw his opponent just a few meters away.

The orcs and dwarves are too stupid to be easily attracted by an assassin. The other two shamans, like fools, were dragged down by a simple smoke bomb.

The target is in the office. In just a few seconds, his throat will be cut by the assassin who rushed in. Johnson has made up his mind. Don't live, just trigger confusion and contradiction.

No greed, absolutely no greed.

After this vote, even with the cold indifference of Phils. Long legs, it should give enough rewards.

At this moment, even Powell, who opposed the action, was very surprised. It seemed that Victor Hugo, who was irresistible, was so negligent about the safety of his opponent.

Wilson's death tonight will break its invincible myth!

Does God give a credit, pick it up? !

I really want to pick it up. I will pick it up.

Two assassins rushed into the gap in the wall that fireball exploded, and Powell followed. Johnson laughed behind him, winning.

In the smoke gap, a weak girl cried in panic, "Help, I can't cast a spell."