Chapter 232: Guild Annual Review

When they were discussing Yao Yan and others here, they did not find that behind them, there was a group of people who were discussing them.

"Sir." The knight wearing black armor and black aura exuded an evil black aura was carrying a long sword that also exuded a black aura, and said to the lich beside him in a muffled voice: "Is killing them considered destroying the ecological balance?"

"Well..." The lich gently stroked his boned chin, "I really don't know that I have forgotten most of the things I had when I was alive, and I have died for too long."

"It's really troublesome for these living people." The Black Knight pulled out the sword behind him and said, "Let's kill him."

"Wait." The lich stretched out a hand and stopped the black knight who was about to step forward, saying, "Observe and observe, and see the current human habits."

The Black Knight stretched out his gloved hand and touched the back of his head. He didn't understand what was there to observe.

However, his master had already spoken, and as a knight, he could only wait obediently.

Seeing the adventurers approaching Yao Yan and others quietly, the lich gently tapped his forehead, and the bone's fingers collided with the smooth skull, making a light knock: "Strange, why are these people doing so slowly? Don't they know that they have been discovered?"

"Cry!" The eagle cried across the head, and Derui's pupils suddenly condensed, and then his body retreated and instantly merged into the endless forest.

"Roar..." King Shan raised his head and looked into the depths of the forest. Yao Yan raised his eyelids, patted King Shan Shan's head, sootheed it, and then continued to bury his head in the small virtual screen in front of him.

Nester's thick eyebrows raised slightly and turned around.

There were not so many weeds and shrubs in the coniferous forests. The shadows and shadows of the shadows and shadows separated some of the low-hanging pine branches and walked slowly over.

The little calf stopped and pulled the young girl who was following him behind him behind him, but the young man stubbornly stepped forward and stood beside Nester.

"Boy, go back." No one was completely unaware of being admired. Naist scolded him in a rough voice, then took a step forward and said, "Who is coming!"

With a "bang", the soldier wearing unknown scales gently clasped his fists and said, "Silu Mercenary Group, Lucas."

His eyes swept over Yao Yan, Maverick Head, Xiake and Neister present, and then his eyes fell on Neister's chest.

With a frown, he seemed to have never seen this strange badge, Lucas's eyes turned to Shak.

Among these people, it seems that only the warrior in front of him who is unknown and Shake in a robe are the most threatening.

"Thunder Killing Guild, Naist." Yao Yan and others did not have the awareness of being adventurers. Naist was a standard adventurer. He gently hit his chest with his right fist and performed a knightly ceremony.

"Xia Ke, great... adventurer." After being kicked gently by Yao Yan, Xia Ke realized that he should not have revealed his identity.

"Yao Yan, can I eat them?" Although I don't like to prey, Xia Ke is still not very picky about the snacks delivered to the door.

The four adventurers are all male, two warriors, one ranger, and one warlock wearing robes but without badges representing the mage class.

The warlock's ears were a little pointed, and he seemed to be a half-elf.

When Nester reported his guild name, the warlock lowered his head and took out a thick book from his backpack and began to search.

"Slaying Thunder...Slaying Thunder... With it, D-level guild, 410 members." The warlock muttered softly, "It's just a small guild that has just been promoted, no big deal."

After hearing the news provided by his companion, the leader of the warrior showed a smile on his chest: "Brother, someone has paid for the heart of the mountain king who is suffering from this mountain. This is the mountain king, please don't interfere with us."

Nester, who was standing in front, was regarded as the person who was talking. Although Lucas smiled, while he was speaking, everyone around him had already tightened their weapons.

The warlock's sharp nails pierced the palm of his palm, and a drop of blood rolled in his palm. He murmured, and his eyes suddenly lit up with a strange light.

The art of charm was like an invisible rain of light, shining towards everyone along his gaze. At this moment, a dark light suddenly bloomed beside him, and two daggers cut through the space like swimming fish and stabbed at his neck.

With a "click", the invisible defensive magic created cracks. The warlock rolled forward at an extremely fast speed. While rolling, he raised his hand and pointed behind him. A sulfur-yellow beam of light swept through the air, but did not hit anything.

"Get out!" He quickly turned over and stood up. The warlock's eyes burst into red, and a red light that seemed to be substantial was spreading around him.

The demon eyes burst!

"Puff..." On the ground, a ray of smoke and dust was shaken by the spiritual power that seemed to have substance.

"Roar!" The short and strong warrior rushed towards the warlock with the giant sword in his hand, and waved the weapon into a ball of light and shadow beside him.

But no one came out and nothing was there.

Not only did they not recognize it, but someone disappeared.

The girl standing behind the Tauren, the boy and the middle-aged man standing beside the knight, suddenly disappeared in front of them in the blink of an eye. The shocking red light lifted up the dry pine needles on the ground, blowing the falling gravel, lingering under the feet of everyone, but without any effect.

The warlock's heart was instantly raised. This was the first time he discovered that his spell was so useless.

"Roar!" The mountain king who was lying on the ground let out a muffled groan and his eyes began to become congested.

But it struggled for a while, but it didn't struggle because a boy in black sat on him, sat side by side with Yao Yan, watching the encounter with relish.

"Drink!" The enemy disappeared instantly, causing Lucas' heart to jump, but he did not give up on the attack. He jumped high, accelerated the heavy sword in his hand, and the superb martial arts tempered by countless adventures made his moves retreat all the tricks and become direct and effective.

The moment the warrior rushed forward, the ranger had instantly shot out three arrows, attacking the calf head, Yao Yan and Xia Ke.

His intention was very obvious, to harass these three people, so that these three people could not join the battle for the time being, and to wait until their teammates ended the battle with an absolute advantage, and then concentrate their superior strength to deal with other people.

They have always relied on this tactic and have not known how many enemies and competitors they have dealt with.

While shooting arrows, the ranger kept changing his direction. He did not forget that there was a young man in a robe there. The defense technique that mages often used is "reflection arrows". The arrows will be reflected back by the power of the spell and return the same way. If the mages bless the infantry with this spell, they can basically destroy an archer team.

Facing the three arrows, the three people responded completely differently. The seemingly underage tauren turned into a blue smoke with a "pop" sound, dodging the arrow. When the blue smoke disappeared, a majestic giant wolf appeared in place.

The mage boy seemed to have not noticed the arrival of the arrow at all, and let the arrow hit his chest. The arrow was like he shot into metal, and made a jingle sound, sliding down the boy's robe. Before he could land, it started to burn and instantly turned into ashes with the arrow.

What kind of protective magic is this? The arrow did not reflect back, but the ranger suddenly became nervous, and the rhythm of the battle obviously did not develop as he expected.

The boy who kept looking down at something was the weirdest. He still didn't even raise his head, but just raised one hand gently, stretched out two slender fingers, and pinched the tip of the arrow so easily.

Looking at the arrows that were frozen in the air, the ranger took a breath.

The strength of this young man seems to be at most level three or four. How could he catch the arrow of an eighth ranger with his bare hands?

He was different from that mage boy. The mage boy's strength was not thorough, and the robe on his body was definitely not an ordinary person. However, this boy was dressed as an ordinary adventurer and had neither a staff nor other weapons.

Only when the boy raised his hand just now could see a silver light flashing at his hand.

Just when the Ranger felt something was wrong, the head-on collision between the warrior and the knight had already decided.

Holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, he stared blankly at the knight's grim face, and the strange giant sword that made a sharp, high-frequency vibrating scream in his hand. The warrior subconsciously took a step back and shouted: "Run!"

"Want to run?" Nester grinned and chased after two steps, but suddenly felt that there was no need to chase, so he stopped.

"Stop!" Yao Yan said suddenly.

The sound was not loud, but the four people who were running away all stopped.

The short and strong warrior who was rushing to the extreme covered his throat with his hands, and drops of blood oozed out of his neck, and his face turned pale without a trace of blood.

I don't know when, an invisible thread was wrapped around the necks of the four people. If they rushed faster, they might have been in a different place at this time.

"If you want to leave, you must leave something." Yao Yan's eyes fell on the warlock, and said in the horror of the four people: "He naturally could not play with the four level 8 adventurers you just read.

He leaned over and picked up the book, and saw four big characters "Guire Annual Book" written on it.
Chapter completed!