At night, the torches and magic lamps hanging on the village building at the entrance of the canyon were extinguished at the same time. If you look closely, you can see the arrogant figure standing on the village building. The figure in the canyon in front of you was cold, and the figure in the breeze blew the robe but did not increase the elegance.

Two figures rushed to a straw shed covered by black cloth, and gently lifted the curtain with a long sword. The dim magic light inside could illuminate the third person under the wide cloak.

The black outfit, cold and savage of the Holy Light, passed away with the wind, if Master Amy saw this outfit, he would probably think that a comrade had betrayed Guangming and turned to the faith of the God of Death.

The load-bearing wooden pillar tied to the mayor was empty at this time, with only a few broken hemp ropes left. The two soldiers couldn't help looking at each other and turned their eyes to Wang Xiaofeng, who was covering his body with a black robe.

"Who are you?" Several robbers in the pit, holding long whips, pulled out the long sword, and jumped out of a large pit one and a half meters deep with a sensitive figure, and came to kill the three of them.

Wang Xiaofeng looked at the wooden pillar a little, and was disturbed by the shaking of the figure in front of him. Finally, he whispered: "Kill first, save someone."

As soon as he finished speaking, the swordsman of the Great Sword rushed forward with his sword. Now he is not only a swordsman in the auxiliary output position, but also a warrior who needs to fight against monsters! With a few clean and neat swords, five level 22 guard robbers locked their hatred firmly on Jian Qijue, which made Wang Xiaofeng breathe a little relieved.

I thought this guy would not fight monsters all day long, but I didn't think that the man would not be able to look at him with admiration for three days. This big sword swordsman who likes melancholy does have the capital to watch him with admiration.

The wild uncle shouted softly, and chose to charge up from six meters away. The short axe in his hand swung at high speed, intending to steal the hatred of a monster to prove the fact that he is a warrior profession.

But the level gap makes people unable to complain. Level 5 is a hurdle, level 10 is a natural barrier, and a series of "misses" make him look so full of vigilance.

"The mayor is not in his original position, there are five guards in each tent." This is Wang Xiaofeng's voice chat with the team of Shuang Leng Changhe, and the latter pondered. He did not reply, but stood on the dark commanding heights and looked down at the camp surrounded by lights.

Several screams came out from the black cloth, and no troubles arose, because someone tortured the townsmen who were captured and worked as coolies. These screams were also classified as the guards of several robbers and vented in depression.

A team of patrolling robbers walked past the door, but no one noticed the abnormality beside them, or noticed it, but they were still performing their own tasks, and there was nothing to come and investigate.

After all, these are just human-shaped monsters that are fired out by the system. When interacting with ordinary NPCs or their behaviors and thoughts are common, but when players interfere, their thinking and behavior are restricted by the system itself. Because here, it is ultimately a game world that serves players.

However, although players have many conveniences and gods' favor, they cannot truly influence the war and situation on the continent. Players can only participate in the plot and guide the plot, but they cannot really change the plot. Because here, it is a game world dominated by NPCs.

Looking at the corpse covered with sword marks and holy light scorch marks on the ground, holding the old notebook in both hands without chanting. [Bone Burning Holy Flame] is an instant skill.

Five white holy lights overflowed and floated on the notebook, stained on the body of the corpse and exploded. Five white flames instantly swallowed the corpse on the ground.

A comrade suddenly felt full of face. Finally, we have a group attack skill!

Although the attack target is limited to corpses, it is also a skill of the group. The experience value increased by 800 points, which can also be considered as giving him some benefits of "killing" corpses. The "trivial experience" in the skill description seems not to be small. If you find a "cave world" site to kill monsters and then burn corpses together, it is also a considerable source of experience.

Phosphorus and phosphorus rose from the pale fire, and more than a dozen townsmen in the pit couldn't help but look frightened. It was a natural fear of the unknown and cold.

"Oh my God, this is the corpse fire of the evil mage!" The older middle-aged man should be more knowledgeable. He shouted so loudly that the young people around him were trembling. After all, the power of the evil mage is too powerful and too dark for these ordinary people.

Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel depressed. He used his skills to classify his own as an evil villain, so he took off the brim of his hat on his head and revealed his silver name.

"Oh my God, it's the priest in the city, this is the legendary glory of glory."

A comrade was speechless, and the corpse was so fire that it was "the holy light of glory". He always felt that he had been silently mocked thousands of times.

I forgot to hear anyone say: light and darkness are only a line, or this line is just a position, an excuse, a name, or a simple position.

As soon as the name lit up, the townsmen in the pit praised Wang Xiaofeng, and the few people with scars all over their bodies and looked listless, buzzing their heads excitedly at Wang Xiaofeng. Wang Xiaofeng did not know the significance of kneeling and worshiping in the Dawn Continent and magic civilization, but he also knew that he could not bear it lightly, so he gave in.

"Friends!" The uncle stood on the mound of soil beside the pit, with a serious look on his face. Although the more than ten people below didn't know what the concept of "Friends" was, they also understood that this was the priest's companion calling on themselves, and they all cooperated and turned their heads to look. "You are suffering! What we have to do now is to escape from this bandit's den. Do you still have the strength to run?"

"Yes!" Of course, there is no shortage of strength to escape. If you lack it, you can stimulate your potential and make up for it. It is better to have your life.

"Quiet! Quiet! Everyone comes up and rushes to the gate! Our comrades are responding at the door!" The uncle reached out and pulled a man up, "Please keep quiet. We must save more fellow villagers. You must help each other and support each other! Don't give up, don't abandon! You must never let a relative fall behind!"

Looking at the uncle standing on the mound chanting slogans, Wang Xiaofeng was covered in black lines and grabbed a young man and asked, "Where is your mayor?"

"I don't know!" The young man was afraid that he would fall out of the line, so he quickly replied, "I was taken away two hours ago and said he wanted to be tortured."

Wang Xiaofeng let go of the young man who was eager to escape. The man did not forget to bow deeply to the priest, turned his head and lifted the heavy curtain, and rushed into the dark night.

The patrol robbers were blinding their eyes and found the sudden figures here. A group of robbers rushed up with shouts. Several archers bent their bows and shot, but the big sword swordsman rushed out with a charge and a few cool sword moves to catch the hatred.

Three sword hands followed, and the robbers' movement speed was much faster than the townsmen who were running for all their might.

The mage standing on the village building counted the residents who rushed out of the camp gate. The wooden stick in his hand gently raised, and the rapid magic chanting became more and more harsh in the darkness of the night, and the rumbling of the earth continued to be clear.

When Wang Xiaofeng turned his head to look, the short wall more than one meter high appeared in his sight again. The splashing mud hit his face, causing several strange screams from the swordsmen of the robbers. Fortunately, the swordsmen of the swordsmen stopped their pace and did not directly hit them.

The signature field control skill of the earth mage - Earth Wall Technique!

The scene of the four warriors in the Nine Heavens hitting the south wall in memory appeared gracefully, and a smile appeared on the corner of their mouths. The Holy Light Bullet and Holy Light Punishment brought the hatred of the two sword hands over.

Frost and Leng Changhe whispered a few words, Jian Qijue and Wang Xiaofeng led the robbers back to the straw shed covered by black cloth. The battle here did not cause any trouble, and it was regarded as a convenience specially reserved by the system for players.

In reality, there are no bandits who do not shout or scream? In the system settings, only when they appear in the hatred, can they cause monster attacks. The black cloth curtain slowly falls, and some sounds of swords and swords are heard inside, but it does not attract the attention of the group of bandits patrolling outside the tent.

In order to ensure the concealment of several people, a certain elf mage who overlooked the entire venue from the village building was also in charge of the team channel, so that it would not allow several people to encounter too many monsters at the same time. With Wang Xiaofeng's treatment and the unsatisfactory defense of the Great Sword Swordsmen, they could only barely withstand the output of no more than nine bandits of level 20.

The battle in the tent ended soon, and three black shadows touched the place marked as the No. 2 tent under the command of the Frost and Leng River.

The battle broke out quickly, and another group of residents rushed out of the canyon under the cover of a team of patrol robbers and earth wall techniques.
Chapter completed!