The robbers' camp in the canyon was empty at this time, and the robbers inside had rushed to the small town on the foothills, the town that should have been peaceful and peaceful and uncontested.

The whimpering sound of the wind blew the thick black cloth, which was made purely to block the sunlight; it was the commander of the robber, the necromancer, who still had some "unfair" thoughts about the corpse of the knight that had been around for 200 years.

The civilians have no right to cremate the Knight of Glory, and the hasty funerals will not invite the priests in the city to pray; the long-term no one has taken care of, which has gradually smoothed the knight's tombs by time.

In the straw shed marked as the seventh by the long frost and cold river, a few crackling sounds came from the big pit with a diameter of ten meters. The moist soil rolled silently, like the echoing black ripples before the elf mage released the earth wall technique.

The whimpering sound of the wind gradually became louder and carried the curtains to dance; the rustling sound was the giant python's wriggling in the muddy soil.

At this moment, a brilliant golden light beam soared into the sky not far away from the town.

puff!

A trace of paleness suddenly broke through the ground, like a clean white lotus that suddenly appeared; but this white lotus bloomed not with petals, but with slender and sharp pale bone joints...

The sound of the wind is loud and gloomy in the canyon full of moonlight.

The battle was in full swing on the outside of the town. The guards were suppressed by the robbers and archers, and they couldn't raise their heads in the dense rain of arrows to find an opportunity to fight back.

Several bow-bending hunters were matched with noble and mysterious elf magicians, guarding the wooden door of the fence that was related to hundreds of lives.

The golden light column that suddenly soared into the sky made the battle pause quietly, but after Ning Jing, a more fierce offensive broke out; the robbers seemed to be subjected to some strong stimulation and rushed to fight harder.

These timid bandits? No, a group of desperate people driven by fate!

Town, courtyard, main house.

The golden light column is mixed with a faint black gas, and the wooden roof cannot block the slightest.

The screams echoed in the old mayor's courtyard, as if the whole body was poured with boiling water, and as if it was cut by Lingchi's knife, making people feel the torment of life worse than death.

Wang Xiaofeng lifted the wide-brimmed hat on his head and looked at the old man curled up on the edge of the golden light column and smoked all over his body. The green name "The Desolate Bard" above the old guy's head flickered, and gradually turned into a bright red "The Necromancer Zuoen Feel".

A sheep-changing technique gave this seemingly awesome old guy in seconds?

Of course not. The source of pain that made this necromancer so painful came from the half-piece of the staff lying on the ground. The top of the staff was inlaid with a golden crystal the size of a fist. It was the crystal that illuminated such a dazzling column of light, burning the somewhat unlucky necromancer.

The ability to use the sheep transformation technique means that the opponent's strength will not exceed that of Wang Xiaofeng. And from the beginning, he gave Wang Xiaofeng the confidence to face this "bard" alone was actually his own somewhat childish guess.

If this old guy was really sure to kill the four of them, he wouldn't have been waiting outside the window for the opportunity to start.

After releasing the sheep transformation technique, the necromancer failed to grasp the balance and fell to the ground with the wooden box. The half of the staff was thrown out and fell to the feet of the "Little Black Sheep".

The duration of the Sheep Change Technique is only half a second. The strength of this shriveled old man should be above the copy BOSS of the same level, and it should also be the main target of the task chain this time.

But with a "peng", the old guy just turned into a human form and was bathed in the golden light, and then he began to suffer from bone-cutting pain...

According to the script originally designed by the system, it should be that the necromancer will not really open it after obtaining the long box, but will join the robbers outside the town to kill and silence them after a successful incident.

The role of Wang Xiaofeng's four-member team in the mission should be to defeat the evil undead mage and regain the knight's relics; or to persist in a period of time specified in the mission, the undead mage felt that victory was in sight, and when he was proud, he opened the wooden box himself and sought death.

This is a scene mission with a mature plot and a dangerous and tortuous process, but it was completely disrupted by Wang Xiaofeng's sheep transformation technique. The undead mage seemed to be in danger, and the blood strips rustled above his head did not need to work together.

This is why there is no difficulty evaluation in scenario tasks. There are too many unknown variables. No matter how strong the computing power of the system's main brain is, it can only analyze the possibility but cannot predict the future.

After pondering, Wang Xiaofeng took a few steps forward and slowly walked to the half of the staff, and his fingers slightly touched the golden beam of light.

Warm, comfortable, with some slight numbness, is not much different from bathing in the holy light. This should be the dyed holy light.

He reached out to cover the gem at the top of the staff, but found that the golden light could still pass through his palm without any obstacles. He glanced at the seemingly ordinary wooden box next to him. The old eyes of the necromancer Zoen Feel showed a slight pleading meaning and a pleading meaning for life.

Wang Xiaofeng smiled slightly, put the staff in the wooden box, and the golden light quietly shook. However, the undead mage shrank there and shivered, murmuring several imaginative words in his mouth, "Sak's Scepter...The King's Staff!"

The simple and rough stripes outline the posture of a slender and graceful Western dragon flapping its wings and soaring, but the golden dragon was cut off in the middle, because half of the staff was not included.

The Staff of the King... Rebellion... Duke... Wang Xiaofeng understood something about the uncomplexing story. The tip of his ears moved slightly, and the extraordinary ear strength he had achieved in his career as a poisonous thief has always been his reliance on several times to escape danger.

Deliberately take light steps, try to suppress breathing, obscure magic fluctuations.

Zuoen Fell, who was originally curled up in the corner, stood behind Wang Xiaofeng at some point. His five fingers on his right hand oozed a faint black light and leaned towards the back of Wang Xiaofeng's head.

"I'll save you..." Wang Xiaofeng's words made the undead mage froze, and the right hand that was poking out suddenly covered the back of the young priest's head.

The golden light was dazzling, and the half-staff was placed behind Wang Xiaofeng's ears. The golden gem of the size of a peacock burst out with a dazzling ray of light, causing the undead mage behind him to scream.

Pang! A stream of black smoke curled up, and the squeaking sound was very harsh.

When Wang Xiaofeng turned his head to look, he saw more than a dozen bats scattered with white smoke on the ground, and there was no trace of the undead mage.

"Boy! I won't let you go!"

A warning came from outside the house, and a strange laugh seemed to be hidden in all directions. On this moonlit night, it was somewhat scary.

Wang Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows slightly, and leisurely squared the wooden box on the square table. Then he slowly put the golden light in his hand in the staff that had been constantly changing. The golden light gradually converged, and a line of small words about the system introduction also appeared in front of him.

Sakh Scepter (Divine Artifact, Destructive State): The Staff of the King, which condenses endless holy light, is the supreme scepter given to King Sakh by the Holy See. It was destroyed in a war many years ago, but the power of the holy light on it never dissipated.

Note: Mission items cannot be equipped, cannot be included in packages, cannot be displayed, and have a strong effect on the power of darkness and evil.

Sure enough, no matter how good the artifact is, it cannot be really handed over to players for use. It is just a key prop in the mission plot. No matter how gorgeous the shape is or how loud the name is, you don’t have to have any thoughts about it.

He slowly closed the wooden box, and Wang Xiaofeng looked at the moonlight outside the window, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth; he seemed to be talking to himself, but in fact he just finished saying what he hadn't finished just now. "Just just to kill you... the elite boss of the 24th level."

Bang!

The light inside the house suddenly dimmed, and the magic lamp swayed hard and was dim, but it could not withstand the projection of the moonlight outside the window.
Chapter completed!