Chapter 94: One of the flashes

As the saying goes: it is easy to hide from open guns, but it is difficult to defend against hidden arrows!

After all the defenses, I was plotted against it! The dark dagger turned out to be a cover, and the real killer move was hidden in the little dwarf's right hand!

The little dwarf who succeeded in one blow also paid the price for it. He would never think of lifting his left hand up again in his life.

After wandering around the forest for more than a day, she was sure that there was no one following her. The dwarf finally staggered in front of a small wooden house outside a forest.

This is a very ordinary wooden house, with thick logs neatly arranged and closely arranged. Such wooden houses made entirely of logs can be seen everywhere in various areas. Some are the residences of forest guards, some are the homes of woodcutters, and some are built on the roadside to provide short rest for travelers traveling far away.

This cabin should be the home of a woodcutter, far from the bustling city and spacious roads, and is placed alone on the periphery of the mountains and forests.

Through the gap between the doors and windows, you can see that the lights were still on in the cabin. The owner of the cabin did not rest. The dwarf walked up the steps panting and pushed open the false door.

There was a dim oil lamp hanging in the wooden house. A man dressed in a woodcutter was grinding a worn-out axe hard against a rough gravel. He didn't seem surprised that someone suddenly broke into his home. He just turned around and looked at it expressionlessly, then lowered his head to continue the work in his hand.

"I'm...successful!"

The dwarf gasped and said only this sentence, then leaned against the wall and collapsed softly.

"Um!"

The woodcutter just nodded coldly, but his hands did not pause, as if he had not noticed the bad situation of the little dwarf at all.

The little dwarf did not complain about the indifference of the woodcutter, but just gasped on his own. Sephiros's blow had already left him half his life.

"Where are the others?"

After a while, the dwarf finally recovered and sat up and asked with difficulty.

"So far, you are the only one who comes back!"

The woodcutter replied coldly, then placed the axe blade under the light and squinted his eyes to check carefully. Under the dim light, the sharp axe blade flashed with a cold and cold light.

"Is that so? I'm the only one who comes back..."

The dwarf closed his eyes. He knew very well that his other companions were the ones who were pretending to be, and at least he had to drag him until his actions were successful! These guys were experts in setting traps and conspiracies, and they would never face the target head-on! But they have not come back yet... In other words, they will not come back in the future!

"The current price is 1.53 million Betra... so that we can get more money, right?" The dwarf didn't feel sad, and could even say he was a little happy. Now he is almost a useless person. Even if he recovers, he will not be able to do this work anymore. If he can get more money, he will not have to worry too much about his future life.

The woodcutter didn't say anything, but nodded and put the tattered axe in his hand on the ground and stood up. While wiping his hands on his body, he walked to the dwarf.

"Take it." In a cold voice, the woodcutter reached out his hand to the little dwarf.

The little dwarf looked up at the expressionless woodcutter, then reluctantly raised his right hand and put it to his mouth. His left hand was no longer the same as nothing. He could only use his teeth to remove an inconspicuous metal ring or ring on the middle finger of his right hand.

Yes! This inconspicuous ring is his real killer weapon!

The more inconspicuous it is, the more dangerous it is! No one could have thought that this unique ring was actually a murderous weapon that was more dangerous than any poison or sharp blade! Compared with this ring, the dagger exuded a dangerous aura was not as good as a child's toy!

"I have always wanted to ask, what is this!" The dwarf took off the ring from between his teeth, and put the thing on the big hand in front of him, and finally couldn't help but ask in his question.

"I don't know either!" After taking the ring, the woodcutter never looked at the little guy again. He just carefully checked the small iron ring several times before holding it in his hand. Then he turned around and sat down at the wooden table in the room, picked up the clay pot placed on the table, poured a glass of wine and drank it. "This thing was accidentally discovered in a ruin!"

"I don't know what happened so far. Although I scratched the guy's skin as you said, is he really dead?" The dwarf was a little dissatisfied with the woodcutter's attitude, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

"To be precise-he is not dead yet!"

"What? Then our remuneration..."

"But it's no different from dying!"

"I don't understand……"

The woodcutter pinched the inconspicuous little iron ring and put it under the light and looked at it proudly, "I call it 'sweet darkness'. Although I don't know how it is done, if I hold and use it to pass through the skin of a person's skin maliciously, the soul of that person will be stripped away instantly! There is no pain or fear. Just a light stroke, a person's soul leaves his body and falls into endless darkness. Even if he was not dead at that time, how long can a soulless body support? Even if his ** is strong, what's the point without the support of the soul?"

When the little dwarf heard his explanation, not only did not let go, but his breathing became more and more rapid. "Why?"

"What's the reason?" the woodcutter asked gently lowered his wine glass.

"Why tell me this? You never answered our questions before!"

The woodcutter smiled and slowly turned his head. The stubble-faced smile under the dim light seemed so ferocious, "This is my secret. No one knew about it in the past, and I believe no one will know it in the future."

The little dwarf felt cold in his heart. Before he could finish speaking, his body rolled toward the side...

"puff!"

A shiny short axe flew over and chopped the little dwarf at the original position.

"You are no longer suitable to be my partner," the woodcutter stood up, and the wine glass in his hand was replaced with a ragged axe. "Your left hand is scrapped, that is, as a bounty hunter, you are no longer suitable. Let me guess what you want to do next? Use the money you have to hand in to buy a manor in the beautiful Mirhash, and then buy dozens of orc slaves to live the future comfortably? Unfortunately, I can't let you do this, you already know too many things you shouldn't know! Now you know my biggest secret, do you think you can still quit our world alive?"

Only the dead can keep the secret!

However, the dwarf was not so simple to accept his fate. He suddenly reached out and pulled a hand from his neck, throwing a shiny crystal to the woodcutter's face!

It was a crystal in the shape of a dark blue teardrop.

"Crystal Spirit Stone!" Seeing this gem flying in the air, the woodcutter screamed in surprise, then immediately subconsciously raised his arms to cover it in front of him, and closed his eyes tightly!

"Bang!"

With a light sound, the blue crystal exploded in the air, turning into a white light that could not be opened by the eyes. The dwarf took advantage of the white light and jumped out of the door with all his might. When he jumped up, several fiery red round crystals flew out of his shoes...

"Boom!"

Just as the little dwarf landed on the grass outside, a violent explosion came from the wooden house, and the entire wooden structure was surrounded by burning flames in an instant!

The dwarf fell on the ground without hesitation or staying. He didn't care about the soreness all over his body and struggled to get up from the ground, and stumbled and ran towards the back of the wooden house...

That crystal spirit stone is his life-saving method! This rare crystal produced from the Elf Forest contains powerful mental power. Legend has it that the crystal spirit stone is actually the tears of the World Tree, but no one knows whether it is like this. People only know that this crystal is very unstable. As long as a little mental power is injected, it will explode! The explosion of the crystal spirit stone will not produce much power, but it will release a huge mental shock wave in an instant! Anyone will have mental disorders for a period of time under the attack of this mental shock wave, and no one can escape it. It’s just that people with strong mental power will recover shorter! But this period of time is enough for him to do something, such as throwing a few treasured explosive flame beads.

He was very glad that he did not use the crystal spirit stone too early. Maybe he never relaxed his guard against the woodcutter in his heart, right? But according to his understanding, his little tricks would not cause much harm to the woodcutter. If he wanted to survive, that thing was essential! The woodcutter was right, he really knew too many things that he shouldn't know! Even the woodcutter hid something behind his house!

"call……"

A whirlwind suddenly rolled up in the burning fire. The woodcutter waved the short axe in his hand, and a spacious road was split into the sea of ​​fire!

"I almost forgot that there were many interesting gadgets on the mouse!" The woodcutter walked out of the sea of ​​fire, talking to himself as if he was ridiculed, and even a trace of his clothes was not burned.

"Boom!"

A strange metal monster emerged from the ground behind him. It was an oval-yellow, about two meters away, like an egg! In the densely engraved guide circuit on the surface, the dark blue magic power swayed and flowed like an agitated pulse.

"He found out that the mouse who likes to dig holes." The woodcutter sneered and turned to face the metal monster.

"Izolar! You really want to kill us all!" The little guy came from the metal egg with an angry and crazy shouting, "You arranged for Shan Qiaoshi and the others to drag the guy with a big red cloth on his head to let them die, right?" After a "chirchi" sound, the surface of the metal egg cracked and stretched out four metal hands and feet full of mechanical style and stood up, "Hahaha! But you didn't expect that I actually knew where you hide this metal puppet, right? What do you think of dying in the hands of this thing that was supposed to save your life?"

"Save life?" the woodcutter sneered sarcastically, "Do you think I made this thing to save my life?"

The dwarf in the metal puppet did not continue to argue with him, and the robot on his right suddenly smashed towards the woodcutter!

The metal puppet's hands have no fingers, but are directly made into weapons like heavy guide armor. On the robot hand on the right is a thick barbed mace!

"boom!"

With a loud bang, a large spider-web-like crack was smashed by the huge force of the metal puppet on the ground. The violent vibration completely collapsed the extremely fragile wooden house that had been burned by the fire.

"Success? I succeed? I succeed! Haha... Haha... One million, 530,000 Beltras are mine! Hahaha"

The little dwarf's crazy laughter came from the metal puppet...

"Click!"

A crisp sound suddenly cut off his crazy laughter, and several terrifying cracks appeared incredibly on the thick mace!

"How...how is it possible?"

Amid the screams of the dwarf, the thick mace suddenly exploded and shattered into pieces of big and small. The woodcutter stood intact, and under his feet was the center of the dense "spider web"?

"Do you think you are the only one who is talented? Well?"

A cold light flashed by. In the woodcutter's cold words, the metal puppet's right arm left its original position. The thick mechanical arm rolled and flew in the sky, and finally landed heavily on the grass.

"Do you think I don't know what you did? Huh?"

Another cold light swept towards the woodcutter and turned into a serrated sword and rolled away from the body of the metal puppet.

"Do you think my talent is just brute force? Well?"

The woodcutter waved his hand, and the short axe in his hand hovered across the right leg of the metal puppet, and then turned strangely during the flight, returning to the woodcutter's hand again as incredibly as the flying boomerang.

"Plop!"

The unbalanced metal puppet fell heavily to the ground, and the only left foot kicked in vain to the empty air.

"Do you think I need this kind of thing to save my life? Huh?"

The short axe circled and flew again. After a cold light flashed, the metal puppet once again turned back to the huge metal egg.

The woodcutter jumped to the metal puppet and raised his hand and axed casually. The hard metal shell was split into a wide crack by him! The little dwarf hiding in the metal puppet could no longer say a word, and his extremely frightened expression was completely exposed to the woodcutter.

"A mouse is a rat, even a rat with only talent," the woodcutter sneered and raised the short axe in his hand again. "Of course, if it is perfectly disguised as anyone, it is considered a talent!"

The voice fell down together with the shining axe blade, and a bloody rain rose in the sky...

"Where are people... there are always some unrealistic fantasies," the woodcutter straightened up and waved his hand down, throwing the plasma from the short axe off. "I fantasized about getting what he shouldn't have, but I didn't know that the price of chasing the phantom is often his own life."

The woodcutter sighed like a philosopher, raised his head and looked up at the starry sky with compassion. The burning fire reflected his figure so that it seemed a bit majestic, "What do you think?"

"I deeply agree with this!"

"Paila!"
To be continued...