Arcanis likes dark environments. As an assassin master part-time shadow dancer, the dark cave environment where he can't see his fingers is like a bedroom with a fireplace, making people feel comfortable and warm.

Following Bredro's footsteps, Arcanis ran quickly. The ground in the dark area was rugged and stone ridges and cracks were everywhere, but these two were top warriors, running like flying and walking on flat ground.

He wants to follow Bradro to kill people!

Killing is also something Arcanis likes to do.

His mood was inexplicably very happy. This was the first time he had experienced in more than two years. This throbbing mood reminded him of the night he met with Bradro.

It's been two years since the man said no more than ten words to him, and although Arcanis kept protecting him, he was with him almost all day.

They are very close, very far away, very familiar and strange.

The depression that lasted for two years tortures the former king of assassin, and his efforts were not rewarded.

He knew Bradro didn't like him, and Bradro didn't even like men at all.

Bradro suddenly stopped and raised his fist to signal. Arcanis woke up from his reverie and sneaked into the shadows with him.

The two of them can cooperate perfectly without any language communication. This is a tacit understanding developed by spending two years together but silently looking at each other. It is something that other members of Luo Feng's team cannot do.

It was pitch black in front of me, but in the eyes of these two supreme warriors, everything was revealed.

A group of fair-skinned elves with pointed ears staggered in line, with ropes tied around their necks, and their clothes were broken, and some of them were injured.

In the dark cave environment, the elves seemed to be blind. Walking in the caves covered with gravel, people would fall from time to time. Because their necks were strung together by ropes, one person would fall, and the speed of the team would be affected.

"The pigs on the surface are so stupid. If you don't want to suffer, just leave quickly!"

Zhuoer, who was escorting the team of elves, shouting and kicking impatiently, but it did not help the team to advance the express.

This is a Zoer slave team.

Dark elves regularly take advantage of the night to sneak up to the surface world, attack humans or elves' villages, plunder or hunt them, and occasionally hunt them due to the rise in slave prices.

The drow elves generally do not raise surface elves slaves. In their opinion, the surface elves are too weak. If they don’t see the sun for a few days, they will start to weaken and become sick. If the food is too crude, they will refuse to eat. If they are abused and beaten too hard, they will commit suicide. It is really troublesome to keep them.

However, merchants traveling between the surface and the dark areas like to buy surface elves slaves. The elves kingdom reached an agreement with the surface countries. Trafficking elves slaves is a recognized illegal act in the Faren continent.

Only in dark areas can surface elves be sold publicly in the slave market, and the price is cheap.

The escort of this slave team is twelve drow elves, and the team is led by a female drow priest, wearing an exquisite robe woven by spider silk, and looks quite high in status.

Bradro raised his hand, pointed at the team of drows, and shook his fingers together at the neck. Arcanis understood that what he meant was that the hunting operation had officially begun.

The Assassin King nodded, took a light and quick step, and his feet pointed at the ground, his steps were light and fast, and he exerted the highest level of silent action skills, drifting over like a breeze of death.

He quickly lurked to Pastor Drow, held the hilt of Max's dagger with his hand, and waited for Bradro to take the lead in launching the offensive.

Starlight suddenly appeared in the dark cave, and a large handful of meteors exploded from the darkness. The dazzling blue starlight caused a blinding effect on the Drows. The eyes of these dark elves who were born with dark vision adapted to the dark environment, and the sudden flashing of strong light caused great damage to their vision.

The shooting of the meteor punch was hit. The six dark elf warriors standing in the fan-shaped dispersed range of the meteor energy were unprepared and were seriously injured. Three of them were killed on the spot. The other three were killed after the first attempt and were shocked and fell to the ground and could not move.

Pastor Zoer quickly gestured and recited the scriptures praising the Spider Queen Ross in Drow's language. The unique black and red divine light of the believer of the Spider Queen condensed in her palm.

Arcanis, who had been lurking for a long time, pierced her heart with a scarlet Max dagger, and the magic trick was interrupted halfway through the use of it.

After succeeding, the Assassin King escaped into the shadow again and rushed towards the next target. Bradro also rushed towards the remaining few people like a beast. The two of them failed to defeat the twelve Zhe escorts and knocked them all down.

The elves watched in surprise as everything happened.

They praised the patron saint of the elf Corilon Larisin in surprise and praised his blessing to the elf.

After being arrested by Zoer, the elves were extremely desperate. They knew that their destiny was about to fall into the abyss of pain and were worried that they would never return to their hometown in the forest, but they did not expect that someone would come to save them.

"Are you adventurers? Thank you so much!"

"Please help, untie our ropes, brave adventurers."

"You are so brave!"

The elves were talking in the elves, and Acanis didn't want to pay attention to these pointed ears. He just followed his beloved to enjoy the fun of killing.

But Bradro walked over, picked up a Drow scimitar and handed it to one of the elves prisoners, and said to her, "You can cut the rope yourself."

"Please wait, Mr. Adventurer!" the female elf cried out: "We can't see anything clearly in the dark area and are not familiar with the roads. Please help us and send us back to the surface."

“We are very busy and can’t delay time.”

Bradro shook his head and said, "But I can teach you a way to find your way back to the surface."

"What's the solution?" asked the female elf.

Bradro walked to a lying female Drow, grabbed her by the neck and dragged her to the elves captives.

"I left a living mouth, and only broke the bones of her arms. You can use a scimitar to force her to lead you."

The girl Zhuoer moaned in pain, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Kill me, so I won't lead the way for these pigs!"

Bradro took out a knife and shaved off a small piece of flesh on the girl's body, which made her scream in pain.

"See me and slowly shave her flesh until she agrees. If she shaves so hard that she is almost dead, give her this drink and continue shave when her flesh grows out. You search for the packages of the corpse on the ground, there should be therapeutic potions inside, collect them and use them slowly to see how long she can harden her mouth."

Bradro handed the knife to the shocked female elf captor.

"This...this is so terrible!" said the female elf in a trembling voice: "We can't do such a cruel thing..."

Bradro shrugged: "The choice has been given to you, and fate is only in your own hands. Don't always expect gods and heroes to save them."
Chapter completed!