Not far from Rover City lies a small town.

This place is under the protection of the level 10 swordsmanship master Li En.

Because of the presence of strong people, the population of the town is more than 20,000 people, including a security group of 500 people, all composed of supernatural professionals.

Inside a magnificent castle.

In the richly decorated hall, Lord Li En paced back and forth, his always calm expression rarely brought a trace of anxiety and anger.

A silent shadow crept into the hall through a crack in the window.

In the light of the magic lamp, the shadow flickered, and in an instant, a majestic silhouette stretched from the ground where the light could not reach.

In less than half a second, a dark-skinned man about two and a half meters tall walked out of the darkness, carrying a small package in one hand and three corpses in the other, which were the three of Yawen.

Li En turned around, and after glancing lightly at the package in Dahan's hand, his angry expression turned calm, and his tone was even more mocking:

"I said why there is no news, it turns out that he is dead."

"That's all the members of Judgment Day can do? The High Priest chose to cooperate with them, not knowing whether it was wise or foolish. ”

"Be respectful, master of swordsmanship."

A shrill voice came from outside the window, and in the midst of the howling wind, a figure covered in pitch-black wings suddenly appeared in the hall.

Li En sneered and looked at the visitor:

"Who did I think it was, it turned out to be the soul chaser of the 'Night Banquet', why, when did 'Judgment Day' get involved with your 'Night Banquet'?"

As if they hadn't heard Li En's taunt, the black feather opened to reveal the face of an eagle falcon, and its dim golden pupils burst out with a terrifying light.

This is a man of the face.

The man took the package from the dark-skinned man and took out a hideous and fat head, which was the head of the Scarlet Butcher.

The man looked at the head carefully, and the voice coming out of his mouth was still sharp:

"Good swordsmanship, but that's about it."

As if remembering something, Li En, who was a master of swordsmanship, suddenly turned extremely ugly, and glared at the man fiercely.

With his head dragged in his hand, the man with a face said politely to Li En:

"This head will be transferred to the 'Judgment Day' by our 'Night Banquet', sword master, do you have any other opinions?"

Li En's face was cold and he said:

"How are you going to deal with the murderer?"

The man with the face has come to the window, his wings spread, as if turning into a gust of wind, drifting away, and the whimpering wind came from the unique voice of the man with the face:

"Remember, a level 10 swordsmanship master, no one can escape the hunt of the soul chaser, remember, no one!"

Looking out the window, Li En's face was uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking?

……

If the 'Winged Angels' are one of the few elite groups in the Inland Circle, then the 'Fallen God Battle Banner' is a powerful organization in the forefront of the Inland Circle.

Because this is an SS-level mercenary group composed of a standard legendary squad that gathers countless excellent professionals.

The A-level mercenary group is regarded as the top gold group, with a maximum of 1,000 members, and there are quasi-legendary professionals in charge;

The S-class mercenary group is known as the Legend Regiment, with a peak number of 3,000 members, and a legendary professional is in charge;

As an SS-level mercenary group, the 'Fallen God Battle Banner' not only has nearly 5,000 elite backbones, but also nearly 20,000 peripheral members controlled openly and secretly.

The team has more than two legendary professionals, among them, the leader of the group "God Faller" has high-level legendary strength, such a team is enough to conquer a low demon plane.

The night no longer lingered, and hurriedly left the Professionals' Guild.

If I remember correctly, the main force of the 'Fallen God Battle Banner' is not in Prometheus, but since the 'Winged Angel' will be sent to test the Misty Valley, it explains a problem:

The Fallen God Banner is ready to strike at the Iron Dragon Falloma!

The next stop is the 'Mermaid' tavern in the night.

It's the most well-informed place in all of Rover City.

Of course, the fees are also the highest.

As soon as he entered the tavern, he was greeted by scantily clad maids with a smile and a slender waist to lead the night to a secluded room.

Cangye is a frequent customer of the tavern, and he drinks generously and generously, and the tavern owner has already noticed him, and even ordered Cangye to be entertained with the specifications of the highest guests.

The rooms in the tavern are generally reserved for overnight guests.

Looking at the tavern maid, you naturally know what the purpose of the guest's stay is.

Prometheus is a place of moral collapse, and inns and taverns usually have special part-time jobs.

Some maids with good figures and good looks will provide wonderful service to guests.

Of course, Cangye did not have this habit, and in the room, a diminutive dwarf old man had been waiting for a long time.

Cangye untied a small bag from his waist and threw it in front of the old man, making a crisp and pleasant crashing sound.

"I want all the intel on the Fallen Banner."

The old man lifted his glasses and carefully examined the contents of the bag.

After a moment of silence, the old man replied in a shrill voice characteristic of a dwarf:

"It's a little less, but for the sake of you're a regular at the tavern, so be it for now."

He shook the bell casually, and suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

An attendant respectfully dragged a pile of scrolls and handed them to Night.

This records all the stories of the 'Fallen God Battle Banner' from its inception to the present.

If you investigate carefully, you will find that every commission and every record of the 'Fallen God Battle Banner' is public.

Of course, in addition to these, there is also a detailed explanation and analysis of the strength of the backbone of this legendary group, with the personal conjectures of some intelligence gatherers.

In general, the intelligence money is well spent.

After a cursory glance, Superbrain loaded everything and imprinted it into the memory of the night.

Founded 200 years ago, the 'Fallen God Battle Banner' has grown into an S-class mercenary group in just 50 years under the leadership of the original leader, but unfortunately, 100 years ago, the 'Fallen God Battle Banner' took over the task of defeating the iron dragon Falloma.

This mission ended in a fiasco, with two-thirds of the entire group killed, and the original leader failed to challenge Falloa and was killed, but he also wounded the iron dragon before dying, and the wound is still there today.

The image of the iron dragon was projected in the night's mind.

Sure enough, the scales around the neck grew in a weird direction and were a little disorganized.

The level of defense shown is more than a cut away from the rest of the game.

Someone should have struck hard with a demon hunting spear, and the heavy and sharp tip of the spear instantly broke the armor, thus inflicting heavy damage on Falloma.

As a result, although the injuries have recovered now, the scale defense level of the regrown scales is weaker than that of other enemies.

This is a weakness that can be exploited.

That fiasco directly downgraded the 'Fallen God Battle Banner' from S-level to C-level, knowing that the second-generation leader of the Fallen God took over the mercenary group before returning to the top.

The Fallen God is a high-level legend with a class composition of 10 Wild Fury (4th) / 10th Grand Druid (4th) and a base class level of 80.

But in fact, the Fallen God also hides a level 5 Shadow Master, a fourth-order dark class advanced from the Assassin, and the predecessor class of the Shadow Master is the infamous Mage Killer (Order 3).

Neither a wild warfighter nor a fearsome spellcaster could threaten this terrible man.

The Fallen God is one of the participants before the beginning of the Apocalypse Age.

Until the apocalypse really comes, the legendary professional who died at his hands has a hand, and in the end, he can even go one step further to become an epic powerhouse.

Such an opponent is undoubtedly terrifying, and if the opponent intends to conquer the iron dragon Faloa, the success rate may reach more than sixty percent. Under the rational choice, Cangye can only give up.

However, there is still a buffer period, the Fallen God Battle Banner is now on a mission in the old domain, and there is still a little more than a year to return to the inland circle, if Cangye does not want to give up, then he must do something within this year.

……

Walking down the stairs, the thinking night did not look at the road carefully, and collided with a rough man.

The opponent's strength was terrifyingly strong, but Cangye was knocked back a few steps.

Raising his head and glancing at the other party, this is a bald man with a height of nearly 3 meters, his skin is blue, he is wearing only a sleeveless leather armor, and his bare arms are tattooed with circles of wave patterns.

After glancing at the other party, Cangye whispered sorry and planned to leave.

However, just as he walked past the other party, a vicious wind hit behind him.

Cang Ye's heart froze, and he pressed the urge to draw the knife, arched his back high, and turned around and kicked out.

Bang!

As if hitting an iron rock, the other party did not move, and Cangye also flew downstairs with the help of this power.

The person who just shot was the strong man.

Cangye stabilized his body, looked at each other calmly, his back was slightly arched, his right hand was on the hilt, one foot in front and one foot in the back, and he was ready to attack at any time.

At this moment, the noise of the tavern had stopped, and everyone looked at the night with sympathy, or playfulness, or with interest, and they knew that the little fellow was about to finish.

And in the perspective of the night, at least twenty people were approaching him, and a loose encirclement gradually closed towards him.