The warrior monk stood up from the ground, tied up his clothes, looked very smart, and nodded at the demon hunter. Tang Sanzang is probably the most worry-free foreign aid for witches, and he didn't take any equipment from witches.

Xu Yichen knew that most warrior monks were accustomed to using their fists and regarded their flesh as the sharpest weapon, but there were still a few like Tang Sanzang who didn't even use a piece of defensive equipment.

However, since Tang Sanzang had chosen such a way of fighting, the Demon Hunter was willing to believe in his abilities, among all the transcendents you could encounter, the Warrior Monk might not be the strongest in combat, but he was definitely the most reliable.

The samurai put away her flail, took the shield next to her in her hand, and took a big sip from her magic flask.

"The action begins." The Demon Hunter gave an order to Li Yanlong, who was far away in the slums, and at this time, the news between the players saved Xu Yichen a lot of trouble.

"Roger!" With Li Yanlong's reply, the Demon Hunter nodded to the Shadow Assassin Colin, "Let's go." ”

The Shadow Assassin then vanishes into the shadows, and in the darkness of the night, the Shadow Assassin will be the deadliest of poison blades.

"It's moving, and I can feel the vibrations in the void." The witch took a deep breath and said to the demon hunter, "Now it's up to the nuns to send how many people we have prepared into the trap. ”

"Fate favors us." The Demon Hunter looked at the harbor in the dark, and with the help of dark vision, he could clearly see the behemoths that appeared on the harbor.

The nearly 80-meter-long giant ship, with wing-like sails, drove into the port with an indomitable momentum, and for a time there was a commotion among the officials and workers on the dock.

The huge hull and ominous color made these mortals feel a little uneasy, the lighthouse in the harbor did not give any alarm, and the patrol ship did not send any signal.

The tax collector on the dock opened his mouth and looked blankly at the black ship that emerged from the thick fog, and the ledger in charge of recording in his hand fell to the ground without noticing.

The black gangplank was lowered from the side of the ship, and a group of heavily armed nuns stepped out of the black boat and lined up in a neat line on the docks.

Forty nuns, standing silently on the dock, a nun holding a crimson monastery flag, slowly stepped down from the black boat.

"Stand back mortal, the matter here has nothing to do with you, take your people and leave here immediately!" An elderly clerical nun slammed the end of her scepter against the tax collector.

"Yes, yes... Woman... My lord. The tax collector fell to the ground the moment the scepter hit the ground, and when he heard the nun's words, he crawled backwards.

By the time the Sister Flag Bearer reached the middle of the sisters' procession, the tax collector had already left with the port staff.

"Sister Misar, why did you let those mortals go?" The Flag Nun glanced at her dissatisfiedly: "Any mortal who has not been tried is suspected of fornication!" ”

"Master Paddes, those mortals are just a bunch of poor people who are eating in the harbor, let's focus on the mission of Master Celestein." Sister Misal replied unceremoniously: "If you spend time on them, I am afraid that it will cause dissatisfaction among the local lords and the church." ”

"Weakness is the root of evil! Sister Misar, we represent the will of the Witch King! The Flag Nun shouted, and with the nun's voice, the crimson banner shone with crackling thunder.

"But because these mortals have influenced the mission given by Lord Celestein, I'm afraid it is not the will of the Witch King!" The clerical nun responded, and the magic in her scepter was greatly enhanced.

"Humph! I'll report your weakness to Lord Celestein! Sisters will be ashamed of your actions! The Flag Bearer looked at the port staff who had disappeared and turned to walk forward.

"Lord Celestein knows right from wrong." After saying that, Sister Misal waved her arm: "Go, sisters! ”

The battle nuns, who had been silent beside them, followed the two leaders towards the slum of Antonio Port, and several young trainee nuns had a hint of uneasiness on their faces, and the quarrel between the two senior nuns before made them a little confused.

As the nuns disappeared into the shadows of the building, a pitch-black figure climbed up the black ship's gang with special tools.

The Shadow Assassin carefully observed the situation on the deck, the empty deck was very unsettling to the Shadow Assassin, he had carried out many secret infiltration missions, but this time, the Shadow Assassin was sure that it was the most dangerous of his career.

After carefully lurking in the shadows of the mast for five minutes, the Shadow Assassin finally determined that there were no other outposts on the deck except for the five Battle Nuns on duty.

He cautiously poked his head out and looked in the direction where the demon hunters were hiding on the shore, the shadow assassins in the darkness of the night unable to find the location of their companions.

I don't know if they can see it, the Shadow Assassin gestured a cross with his fingers crossed, ten minutes!

Colin took a deep breath, it's time to perform the real technique!

"Did he go in?" The samurai patted the demon hunter on the shoulder and asked.

"The rats have entered, and the countdown is ten minutes from now. Vittoria, you'll be responsible for attracting enough enemies, and according to the information provided by the witch, there will be up to 30 people on the black ship. The Demon Hunter commanded, "If there is a difficult target, the warrior monk is responsible for pestering her!" ”

"Understood!" The female warrior patted her shield: "I will let them know how a woman can fight!" ”

The warrior monk Tang Sanzang nodded, indicating that he understood the meaning of the demon hunter.

"Okay, let's get ready to make some noise to cover our rats!" The Demon Hunter stood up from his hiding place, drew his broadsword, and gave the final battle order.

The samurai Vittoria took out a specially shaped axe from her bosom and made a discus throwing motion: "Let me say hello to these little girls!" ”

With the roar, the strong muscles of the female warrior tightened and stretched like a steel wire, and finally released a powerful kinetic energy, and with her movements, the axe that ordinary people could use to cut wood was thrown by the female warrior, leaping nearly 100 meters away, and nailed heavily to the tower of the black ship.

With such great force that the axe almost completely slashed into the wooden bulkhead, and as a trace of red thread burned out of the axe handle, a loud bang resounded through the black ship!

The samurai jumped out of hiding and took a big sip of wine: "Great! Vodka is the real warrior's drink! Ulla! ”