Lord God Investigator

Akanis likes dark environments. As a master assassin and part-time shadow dancer, the dark cave environment where you can't see your fingers is like a bedroom with a fireplace, making people feel comfortable and warm.

Following in Bredlow's footsteps, Arkanis ran quickly. The ground in the Underdark was rugged and full of stone edges and cracks, but these two men were top warriors, running as fast as flying and walking on flat ground.

He wants to follow Bradlow to kill people!

Killing people is also something Arkanis likes to do.

He was in an inexplicably happy mood, which was the first feeling he had experienced in more than two years. This throbbing mood reminded him of the night he met Bredlow.

For two years, the man had spoken no more than ten words to him, even though Arkanis protected him every step of the way and was with him almost all day every day.

They are very close, yet very far, very familiar, yet very strange.

Depression, the feeling of depression that lasted for two years tortured the former king of assassins, and he received no reward for his efforts.

He knew that Bradero didn't like him, that Bradero didn't even like men at all.

Bredreau suddenly stopped and raised his fist to indicate that Arkanis woke up from his reverie and followed him into the shadows.

The two of them can work together seamlessly without the need for any verbal communication. This is a tacit understanding developed over the past two years of being together day and night without saying a word. It is something that no other member of Luo Feng's team can achieve.

It was pitch black ahead, but in the eyes of these two top warriors, everything was clearly visible.

A group of fair-skinned elves with pointed ears were staggering in a line, with ropes tied around their necks, their clothes torn, and some of the elves were injured.

In the dark cave environment, the elves seemed to be blind. Walking in the cave filled with rubble, someone would fall down from time to time because the ropes were strung together around their necks. If one person fell, the group of people would move faster. affected.

"The pigs on the surface are really stupid. If you don't want to suffer, just leave quickly!"

The drow escorting this group of elven prisoners yelled and kicked impatiently, but it did not help to improve the speed of the team's express delivery.

This is a drow slave team.

Dark elves occasionally sneak into the surface world at night, attacking human or elven villages, plundering, or hunting. Occasionally, they will capture slaves due to the increase in slave prices.

Drow elves generally do not keep surface elves slaves. In their view, surface elves are too weak. They will begin to weaken and get sick if they don't see sunlight for a few days. They refuse to eat if the food is too coarse. If they are beaten too hard, they will commit suicide. It's really troublesome to get up.

However, merchants traveling between the surface and the dark regions like to purchase surface elven slaves. The Elf Kingdom has reached an agreement with the surface countries, and selling elven slaves is a recognized illegal act in all countries in Faerûn.

Only in the Underdark will surface elves be sold openly in the slave market, and the price is still cheap.

The escorts of this slave transport team were twelve drow elves, and the leader was a female drow priest. She was wearing an exquisite robe woven with spider silk and seemed to be of high status.

Bredreau raised his hand, pointed to the group of drow, and shook his neck with his fingers together. Arkanis understood that he meant that the hunting operation had officially begun.

The King of Assassins nodded, stepped forward gently, and touched the ground with his toes. His steps were light and swift, displaying the highest level of his silent action skills, and drifted past like a breeze of death.

He quickly lurked next to the drow priest, holding the hilt of Max's dagger with his hand, waiting for Bradero to take the lead in launching the offensive.

Starlight suddenly appeared in the dark cave, and a large handful of meteors exploded from the darkness. The dazzling cyan starlight caused blindness to the drow. The eyes of these dark elves with natural dark vision adapted to the dark environment and suddenly flickered. The bright light is very harmful to their vision.

A meteor punch was struck, and the six dark elf warriors standing within the fan-shaped spread of the meteor energy were unprepared and suffered heavy casualties. Three of them were killed on the spot, and the other three were struck by the shock effect after the first attack, and they fell to the ground and moved. No.

The Drow priest quickly made gestures and recited scriptures in praise of Spider Queen Rose in Drow language. The unique black-red divine power of Spider Queen believers condensed in her palms.

Arcanis, who had been lurking for a long time, pierced her heart with the scarlet Max dagger. This magical spell was interrupted midway through.

After succeeding, the Assassin King once again escaped into the shadows and rushed to the next target. Bradero also rushed towards the remaining people like a beast. The two of them defeated the twelve drow escorts without much effort. Knocked them all down.

The elven captives watched everything happen in astonishment.

They were extremely surprised and praised Corellon-Larisin, the patron saint of elves, for his protection of the elves.

After being captured by the drow, the elves were in despair. They knew that their fate was about to fall into the abyss of pain, and they were worried that they would never return to their hometown in the forest, but they did not expect that someone would come to save them.

"Are you adventurers? Thank you so much!"

"Please help us and untie us, brave adventurer."

"You are so brave!"

The elf captives were all talking in Elvish language. Akanis didn't want to pay attention to these pointed ears. He just followed his beloved to enjoy the fun of killing.

But Bradlow walked over, picked up a drow scimitar and handed it to one of the elven captives, saying to her: "Cut the rope yourself."

"Please wait, Mr. Adventurer!" the female elf shouted: "We can't see anything clearly in the dark area, and we are not familiar with the roads. Please help us and send us back to the surface."

"We are very busy and cannot waste time."

Bradlow shook his head and said: "But I can teach you a way so that you can find your way back to the surface."

"What can I do?" the female elf asked.

Bradero walked over to a lying female drow, lifted her up by her neck, and dragged her to the elven captives.

"I deliberately left her alive and only broke the bones in her arms. You can use a machete to force her to lead the way for you."

The female drow groaned in pain and said through gritted teeth: "Kill me, I won't lead the way for these pigs!"

Bradlow took out a small knife and shaved off a small piece of flesh on the female drow's body, causing her to scream in pain.

"Learn like me and slowly shave her flesh until she agrees. If she is about to die after shaving, give her this to drink and continue shaving when her flesh grows out. Search the package of the body on the ground. There should be There are also healing potions, collect them and use them slowly to see how long she can keep her mouth strong."

Bradlow handed the knife to the stunned female elf prisoner.

"This... this is too terrible!" the female elf said in a trembling voice: "We can't do such a cruel thing..."

Bradlow shrugged: "The choice has been given to you. Your destiny is only in your own hands. Don't always expect gods and heroes to save you."

After saying that, he waved to Arkanis, and the two walked into the darkness side by side.