The Legend of Fatality

Eric walked into this area carefully, in his view, this vaulted area made his blood cold. This gave him a grim feeling, except for his lantern, there was no light around him. And the light from the lantern left a terrifying shape on the surrounding walls.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the shadows in the darkness, trying to get rid of the fantasy of those shadows in his mind. The twisted zigzag knots on the high ceiling caused the twisted shadows, and the walls also had a strange appearance, with some strange colors.

Eric did not dare to stay away from the road he was familiar with, and could only stretch his arms as far as possible, so that the range of the light would shine a bit more, but to no avail. There seem to be hidden monsters in the dark who ate others. Eric can only try to control his mind and comfort himself. He has been here several times, every time he is safe.

He went to the designated place and shivered in the damp cold. He tightened his cloak, ready to send a signal. But for a moment, it seemed that he didn't have to bother about it.

A dozen shadows escaped from the dark wall around him. They formed a circle centered on him. A series of braziers seemed to be driven by their willpower, and a green light was cast in the narrow space.

Errick swallowed nervously, pointing at the precious goods he brought down from the sunny street above. At this moment, he was about to receive the gold promised to him. Once this transaction is completed, there will be no more temple trips, no more mysterious commands and threats.

In order to rejuvenate his spirit, he concentrated all his thoughts on a picture of a tavern that he would buy with a bounty. That's why he always does what these terrible people tell him. He put the lantern on the floor beside him, and took out the very important thing with his trembling hands.

A figure came towards him. The cloak covering the face was lifted, and her strange face appeared in the green light. Although Eric has observed strange features on the faces of his contacts many times, he has never been completely used to it.

Her hair is as dark as the night, with a strange ghostly luster. Her skin was extremely pale. Her eyes are almond-shaped and her eyes are black. She is very slim and her movements are calm and calm.

When she looked at him, Eric could see the cold contempt on her face. He knew that she regarded herself as a lower creature. But that's not important. Like most people, it is money.

"Have you got it?" She asked in a soft and quick voice.

Eric nodded nervously.

"Yes, my lady," he stammered, reaching out and passing a roll of parchment. "My friend's craft is as good as his promise. They are all here."

He handed over the documents and watched the figure in front of him glance at the contents. The words written on the parchment scroll were more difficult for him to understand than usual. It's not surprising that they were taken away from the castle by a little man, and Eric promised that he would bring him great wealth. Starting

These letters originally came from the elf ’s embassy in the city and were sent to the lord ’s castle under high security. Fortunately, Eric got silver coins from his friends in the dark world and proved to be very zen to open the door and tongue.

Human guards who guard intelligence are far less diligent than elf guards. As for why an elf needs his services to obtain information about her fellows, it is a mystery to him, but he has long given up the idea of ​​asking these difficult questions.

"Very good," she said, turning a few pages. Her accent is heavy, but Eric can understand it. "These are encrypted messages, but they have been deciphered. Here is the Archmage's security arrangements, and we can use this. Your friend helped a lot, I hope he gets the reward he deserves."

Eric smiled unconsciously. He paid only half of the promise made by the elf from that castle, but this was not her concern. And once he became a rich man, he no longer had to worry about making a small man like him happy. He rubbed his hands flatteringly.

"I'm glad you found it useful," he said. "I am always happy to do business with elves. We have a lot of wonderful stories about you in the city. Just like you are riding a dragon back to the tree home, you can always change the food you want to eat, or never Sleep. Maybe when can we cooperate again? I think I will be very happy. "

Just as he spoke, Eric could hear how stupid he sounded. If he had anything to do with this matter, he would have to venture into such a dreadful dungeon again. Why does he talk nonsense?ァ 新 ヤ ~ ⑧ ~ 1 ~ 中文 网 ωωω.χ ~ ⒏ ~ 1zщ.còм

The figure in front of him smiled coldly.

"Do you think we are elves, as you know elves?" He asked, raising his eyebrows gracefully. "It's funny, you are both dirty and ignorant."

Eric could have been angry at the offense of this sentence, but he suddenly became suspicious.

"Are you not an elf?" He looked around uncertainly. "I don't understand, what are you guys?"

The figure smiled again, and then walked back into the shadow. When she did so, she wrapped her cloak around her face again ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Oh, we are indeed elves. It's just not the kind you know, but a real elf. As for the difference between us and those elves you have heard many cute stories, it is right behind you. "

Eric turned around, but it was too slow. One of the shadows had moved to his shoulder, and a long knife like a devil's horn was inserted into his back. A sharp pain pierced Eric's body, and he fell to the ground, clutching his wound tightly. He felt the starlight flashing in front of his eyes, and he felt both sick and weak.

"We have reached an agreement ..." He said breathlessly, and then saw his arms disappear in fear.

The figures in the shadows are closer together, and everyone is holding a strangely designed knife. Their faces were hidden, but Eric thought he could see their eyes under the hood, cold and shining with anticipation. The female elf laughed, it was a strange and beautiful voice.

"Now you can kill him," she said to the people around Eric. "But after being in this tragic place for such a long time, you should also do some sports. As long as you find it interesting, you can keep him alive."

Then she turned and left the room. Eric stared at her back, his panic growing.

"We have reached an agreement!" He yelled again, his voice choked, shaking in the darkness.

But then the knife was raised, and the lantern suddenly went out. The brazier suddenly burned like a burst, and the empty catacombs were filled with screams.

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