The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

Seeing that Alok ignored him, Connor tried to ask again:

"Jack. Where are we going now?"

Alok looked back at Connor with a stern face. Seeing Connor's cautious and panicked face, he still didn't answer this stupid question.

He hated people asking questions.

If I didn't know you were just naive, I would have thought you were trying to find out my secrets.

Alok held the little bear in his hand. When Alok turned his head to look at Connor, the little bear also turned his head 180 degrees strangely, showing a creepy smile at Connor.

In fact, the little bear was just showing goodwill to Connor, but it scared Connor so much that his face turned pale. He almost fell to the ground.

"Woo, woo, I was wrong. Captain Jack, no, no, Lord Jack, Sir Jack." Connor's heart was so scared that it almost popped out. He explained incoherently.

"Follow me, don't ask questions." Alok's tone was a little bit cold. "It's better to keep your voice down. I like quiet."

Then, he ignored Connor and walked away with the confused little bear.

He took out the compass from his pocket and observed the direction. The approximate range of the target was here. He turned on the astral vision to confirm it. Sure enough, he found the astral body with countless tentacles on a ship on the dock.

This time, Alok directly chose the fourth-level binding master as the target. I believe that with the ability of the temple, it is no problem.

What surprised Alok a little was that this traitor did not arrest me, but came to the third pier of Damia.

Is it to continue to develop the drug business in Damia?

Come on, I am still in Damia, do you look down on me so much?

You who have lost Il want to catch me in such a big Damia with dozens of uneven traitors?

A curve appeared at the corner of Alok's mouth, and he sneered, then turned his head to look at Connor who was timid, and said:

"Tell Namusha that the ship in front, named Wilson's Holy Judgement, has the anti-will fourth-level binder on it."

"Ah? Ah???" Connor seemed a little dull, looked at the serious Alok, and then looked at the three-sailed sailing ship in the distance, not understanding how Alok determined the target.

He wanted to ask, but when he saw Alok's sharp eyes, he instantly extinguished the idea in his mind, and then began to contact the temple using the special method that Instructor Namusha gave her.

She took out a small dagger medal from her wide overalls, then looked around and found a shadow to squat, then closed her eyes and muttered something in her mouth.

After a moment, she stood up from the shadow, carefully came to Alok's front, and said: "Instructor Namusha said to act at night. The sun is too strong now."

This made Alok frown, what was Namusha doing?

A top assassin still needs to be afraid of the sun being too strong? ?

If I delay, who knows what will happen.

Now I am standing in front of so many people in public, which is a great risk of exposure.

"Tell Namusa that I hope she can abide by the assassin's creed. I don't know if there will be a chance when the sun goes down. Now the target is alone." Alok said in a bad tone.

"I know, I know..." Connor felt a hint of impatience in Alok's tone and stammered in response.

Then, she contacted the temple again and received the same action order as before.

"Namu, Instructor Namusa, we should still act at night." She looked at Alok's back carefully and said in a low voice.

After hearing Namusa's answer, Alok was silent for a long time. Feeling the helplessness of not having the force in his hands, he calmed down and said to Connor:

"Since Namusa has her own ideas, let's follow her action plan. I hope the temple can be more professional in being an assassin."

"Don't worry. Instructor Namusa is the strongest assassin I have ever seen." Connor patted his chest and guaranteed. But the weak tone made people unbelievable.

Alok turned around and walked towards an afternoon tea shop. Although it looked cheap, it happened to be on the side of the pier, which was very suitable as a surveillance location.

He ordered two cups of Eton black tea and sat by the window of the tea shop. Looking at the huge ship named "Welsh Judgment" in the distance.

Alok clearly felt that the visual range of the astral vision had become farther, and the ship was still visible when it was nearly 150 meters away from him. The group of tentacles was gathering with a third-level oceanographer. Probably discussing the source of drugs or something like that.

I don't know what Alok was thinking. He took a sip of black tea and stared into the distance in a daze.

Connor carefully sat at the farthest position from Alok, holding the teacup in both hands and not daring to look directly at Alok.

Opposite her was a curious little bear. Although a doll's face would not show any expression, the little bear's black gemstone-like eyes were shining.

Of course, Connor didn't notice these. After all, she didn't dare to look at the little bear.

"By the way. I have another request. You have to tell Namusha." Alok suddenly said.

"What?" Connor raised his head and asked in confusion.

"You have to give me the will crystal of that traitor. I don't want others, but I need that traitor of the bound magician." Alok said.

"Um~~ I will convey this request to Instructor Namusa." Connor nodded gently and replied.

Hearing this, Alok stopped looking at Connor and turned his head to continue watching the movement of the ship, muttering softly to himself: "That's good. I hope the afternoon will pass quickly. It's only three o'clock now."

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The setting sun sank halfway on the surface of the Levit River, and Alok still sat motionless in his original position, which made Connor, who was not good at waiting, a little uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to say anything.

A gust of evening breeze blew, making the flag on the top of the "Welsh Holy Judgement" flutter, and the figure of the binder also appeared in Alok's field of vision at the same time.

His body cast a long shadow on the ground, which looked very hideous.

Alok's attention suddenly focused, making him stare at the figure walking towards him.

He put down the teacup in his hand, lowered his head slightly, and waited for the opportunity.

A gentleman sitting behind Alok's sofa suddenly stood up, picked up the silver cane at hand, put on the bowler hat on his head, and walked out of the teahouse facing the sunset.

The moment he walked out of the teahouse, he held the cane in his right hand and slowly walked towards the man who had just got off the boat.

30 meters away from the teahouse, the two passed each other.

At this moment, "Zero" suddenly felt the extreme danger, and the cold light on the back of his neck was coming, making his eyes suddenly widen.

He used his most familiar skill in the shortest time - offset.

Shadow Walker has its own skills, which can offset any damage, but it cannot exceed the threshold. Instant, the disadvantage is that it requires a lot of mental power.

The dagger blocked his neck, only a little distance away from his neck.

Just when he was slightly relieved, his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip.

The person who had been pursued by the anti-will appeared in front of him.

Captain Jack was holding a revolver and pointing it at himself from a distance.

Danger is coming.

He was about to use the offset again, but the instantaneous memory disappeared, causing him to fall into a brief stagnation.

"Bang~Bang~Bang~"

The first bullet was fired, but strangely stopped slowly a few centimeters in front of him, as if time had stopped flowing.

The effect of the offset just cast appeared again, saving him from a disaster.

This gave him a chance to come back to his senses and cast the second offset.

All the bullets were blocked, and Alok knew that such an attack would have no effect on a mid-level traitor. But the last Fiery Strike bullet still had a strong killing power. He had to choose the right time.

The sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and a figure moved rapidly in the wind.

Just as Alok launched the storm of Karame, 'Zero' launched a counterattack.

A shadow dagger slowly took shape in his hand.