There is no night or day, no stars and no sun. Most of the places here are disturbed by the magnetic field, so the compass is useless, and the only ones who can tell the direction are spells and guides.

Carrig's caravan was small, and he obviously couldn't afford to hire a real spellcaster, but he did have a gray dwarf guide named Findrig. He looked to be over four hundred years old, his old face was covered with dense wrinkles, and he was said to be able to remember every plant and tree in the area, and even if he closed his eyes, he would not lead the wrong way.

However, Henry felt that the old gray dwarf probably did not rely on memory, but on some kind of special sense. Just like migratory birds will automatically migrate south in winter, and when the climate warms up, they will return to their place of birth to mate and breed. If the latter is a memory engraved in the genes, then the former is a special ability that has evolved in a dangerous environment.

At this moment, he had already put away the Archmage's Staff and Dimensional Bag, which were easy to reveal his identity, the talisman around his neck, the ring on his hand, the boots he wore under his feet, the belt, and the cloak behind him, all of which were covered with spells, and they looked very shabby, even if he blessed the "Arcane Vision", he couldn't see any flaws.

Since leaving the hut, the caravan had been walking in the dangerous dark area for nearly three hours, without any stops along the way, even eating and drinking as they went. It is also not known if it was due to luck or if the guides were good enough, in short, they did not encounter any danger at all.

Suddenly, Findlig, who was walking in the front, raised a hand, and his face showed unprecedented tension. A second later. He turned around and lowered his voice and said to everyone, "Trouble! Remember that weird contraption at the fork in the road? A patrol of dark elves is around there. ”

"Damn! If these bastards find out, they won't hesitate to attack. A gray dwarf warrior cursed through gritted teeth.

Henry frowned slightly. Puzzled, he asked, "What?" Could they still attack the caravan? ”

The grey dwarf warrior glared rather unkindly. He spat hard: "Phew! Boy, this is not a city, and your wicked fellow citizens will not miss a chance to loot and kill in the wild. ”

"How many people are there on patrol all the time? How is the combat effectiveness? If...... If you slaughter them all here, you won't find out, right? Henry didn't care about the other party's bad attitude, but asked with a wicked smile.

He knew that although the gray dwarves and the dark elves occasionally formed alliances against other races, the relationship between the two sides was not good, and there were frequent misfires, so it was normal for this warrior to have a bad attitude, and he didn't come at him anyway. Don't worry about it at all.

"All...... Slaughtered? The Grey Dwarf warrior had an expression of disbelief on his face, completely frightened by the words.

When he came back to his senses, he grabbed Henry's collar and lowered his voice to the bottom of his mouth, "You're kidding! It was a patrol of the Dark Elves, six of them, six heavily armed men, including a priest, a mage, and four skilled warriors. They're thankful that they don't come looking for trouble, and you're afraid you won't be able to hold out for even a second. Not to mention that only one of them in the battle runs back to Uster. Nassa, we're all dead! ”

Looking at this excited gray dwarf, Henry instantly understood the reason why the dark elves had become the overlord of the dark realm.

Sophisticated equipment, reasonable squad configuration, a large number of spellcasters, a murderous style, a crazy desire for revenge, and a sufficient population base form the most solid foundation. No one wants to provoke a group of powerful madmen. Just look at the frightened expressions of these guards to know how scared they are.

However, instead of cowering like the other gray dwarves, Kalig gritted his teeth and whispered, "Nimes." Are you sure you're going to kill them all? ”

"Of course, dear Mr. Employer. It's easy to kill them all, and I promise they don't even want to run. Saying that, Henry turned to look at Nessis, and the succubus servant immediately understood, and took the two little devils into stealth in an instant, and quietly approached the patrol.

"Head! He's risking our lives and goods! You can't say yes! ”

"Yes, head! Once discovered by the Dark Elves, we will never think about business again. ”

All of a sudden, all the caravan guards dissuaded.

"Shut up! Look at what you guys look like now! Where there is a little warrior look! Before the fight started, I was afraid that it would be like this, if the dark elves came to fight, would they have to surrender on their knees! Carrig stared at his men in disgust. He couldn't believe that the guards he had worked so hard to support were actually this virtue at a critical moment, and he was immediately disappointed.

Looking at these gray dwarf warriors who kept their heads down and didn't speak, Henry had a look of disdain on his face. He could see at a glance that these guys were useless, the highest professional level was only level six, and they didn't have the courage that was most important as a warrior. To put it bluntly, it is too well cared for, and Yan zhòng lacks a sense of struggle.

After scolding for a while, Carrig sighed slightly, turned around and nodded slightly. He now finally realizes what a huge mistake he has made, he used to always think about the problems that can be solved with money and try not to do anything, and as a result, he raised all the guards, fortunately he found it early, otherwise he would not be in a hurry to cry when there is a real problem.

"Please wait, I'll come when I go." Henry bowed slightly, and then quickly disappeared into the darkness.

He is now a nineteenth-level Sword Master, and if it is one-on-one, I am afraid that the entire Uster. There weren't even a few warriors in Nasa City who could fight it, let alone a patrol. As long as the mage and cleric are killed at the first opportunity, the remaining enemies are not to be feared at all.

The long knife made of the special substance "Karachi" glows gray, and is not only extremely sharp, but also can change shape at will as needed, as if it can read the inner thoughts of the owner.

For the first time since he acquired this powerful weapon, Henry was fully and unreservedly one, allowing his will to concentrate like never before. After a few seconds, he slowly opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and a bloodthirsty smile flowed.

The dark elves, who were working on the giant spherical device, had no idea that death was imminent. The priest and the mage were arguing in low voices, while the four warriors stood bored watching the commotion.

"Now...... Let me test the power of the most powerful race in the Dark Regions. Henry said silently in his heart, and rushed out with lightning speed.

From the very beginning, he didn't plan to sneak attack, but wanted to get a positive understanding of the combat power of the dark elves, and what his martial arts had reached. As for the succubi and little devils who were lying in ambush, it was to prevent the other party from escaping.

As soon as the "enemy ......" mage arrived, he spat out a word, and was instantly slashed through his throat by a sharp long knife, and a wisp of blood splashed up with the blade, and then he fell to the ground with a plop in his throat. He didn't even have time to see the attacker's appearance until he died, and he didn't even have time to activate the magic items he was wearing.

After killing the mage, Henry did not stop, but jumped up on the stalagmite and slashed at the priest. His angle of attack is very tricky, not only avoiding the front of the line of sight, but also targeting the brainstem above the neck and below the back of the head.

You must know that this is the most important place to maintain the life of an individual, including heartbeat, breathing, digestion, body temperature and other basic functions, once damaged, there is no doubt that you will die on the spot, even if you cast a magic spell, you may not have to come back.

However, the female priest was obviously much quicker than the mage just now. Although it was too late to dodge, he still swung the snakehead whip and whipped it towards the right hand holding the long knife. Perhaps in her opinion, no one could withstand the pain of being hit by such a vicious weapon.

It's a pity that there are always some people in the world who can't be judged by common sense, and Henry is one of them. I saw that he didn't care about the whip that came from his right hand, and sneered and slashed down.

"Smack!"

"Ahh

With a crisp thud and a scream, the priestess's head left her neck and tumbled to the ground. The headless corpse splattered more than a meter high, and then fell to the ground with a thud.

In the blink of an eye, the leading priest and mage of the patrol were killed on the spot, and the remaining four warriors were completely stunned. They didn't dare to imagine that the compatriot in front of them, who seemed to be underage, was so ruthless and decisive, and the whole process was unbelievably fast.

"Ah, the Divine and Arcane users are dead, and now it's time for a showdown between warriors. I'm challenging all four of you at the same time! Come on! Enjoy the killing! Feel the sweetness of this blood and taste the passage of life. Henry shook the beads of blood from the long knife while pretending to be bloodthirsty and crazy.

This was the definition of the character he had given himself this time, a young warrior who was obsessed with improving his martial arts skills in battle, powerful, but somewhat arrogant and unsophisticated, in the words of the dark elves, a blade that could be easily controlled.

A dark elf warrior trembled with rage. He pointed at Henry's nose and scolded loudly, "Boy! Whoever you are, you're dead now! Do you know who just died? Aristocrat! Uster. The eldest daughter and second son of the fifteenth family in the city of Naza! ”

"Oh? Aristocrat? Hahahahaha! So what? If they don't open their eyes, I'll be able to uproot this family in no time. Come on, don't talk nonsense, let me enjoy the (fast) feeling of the sword piercing into the body. After saying that, Henry approached little by little with unhurried steps with an evil smile on his face, instantly creating an invincible momentum.

"Bastard! This guy is a madman! What should we do, should we go up and kill him together, or run back to report the news first? Another Dark Elf warrior asked in a low voice.

"Of course you have to slaughter this kid! There are four of us! Let's go together, don't be afraid! As he spoke, another Dark Elf warrior drew his sword, his eyes full of malevolence...... (To be continued......)