Arcanis loved the darkness, and as a Master Assassin and part-time shadow dancer, the pitch-black cavern environment was like a bedroom with a burning fireplace, making people feel comfortable and welcoming.

Following in Bredero's footsteps, Arcanis ran as fast as he could, the ground of the Dark Realm was rugged, full of stone ridges and cracks, but both men were top-notch warriors, running like flying and walking on the ground.

He's going to kill with Bredero!

Killing people is also something Arcanis likes to do.

He was inexplicably happy, the first time he had experienced it in more than two years, a thrilling emotion that reminded him of the night he had met Bredero.

For two years, the man had spoken to him no more than ten times, though Arcanis protected him every step of the way, and was with him almost every day and all day.

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

Repression, a feeling of depression that lasted for two years tormented the former King of Assassins, and he received no reward for his efforts.

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

Bredero suddenly stopped, raised his fist in motion, and Arcanis awoke from his reverie and followed him into the shadows.

The two of them can cooperate seamlessly without any language communication, which is a tacit understanding cultivated by getting along day and night without saying a word in the past two years, which is something that no other member of Luo Feng's team can do.

It was pitch black ahead, but in the eyes of these two supreme martial artists, everything was clear.

A group of fair-skinned, pointy-eared elves staggered in line, ropes tied around their necks, their clothes torn, and some elves wounded.

In the dark cave environment, the elves seemed to be blind, walking in the cave full of rubble, and from time to time someone fell, because the neck was strung together by ropes, and if one person fell, the speed of the group would be affected.

"The pigs on the surface are really stupid, if you don't want to suffer, hurry up!"

Drow, who was escorting the group of elven captives, yelled and kicked impatiently, but it did nothing to improve the speed of the marching procession.

This is a Drow Slave Team.

From time to time, the Dark Elves take advantage of the darkness to sneak into the surface world, raiding human or elven villages, plundering or hunting, and occasionally hunting slaves due to the increase in slave prices.

In their opinion, the drow elves are too weak, they will start to weaken and get sick after a few days of not seeing the sun, they will refuse to eat if the food is too poor, and they will commit suicide if they are beaten too hard, and it is really troublesome to raise.

However, merchants who travel between the surface and the dark regions like to buy surface elven slaves, and the elven kingdom has reached an agreement with the surface countries, and the trade of elven slaves is a recognized illegal act in the countries of the Feron continent.

Only in the Dark Regions will the surface elves be sold openly in the slave market, and the price is cheap.

The escort of this slave carrier was twelve Drow elves, led by a female Drow priest, wearing a beautiful robe woven of spider silk, and seemed to be of no low status.

Bredrow raised his hand and gestured to the group of drows, dangling his fingers together around his neck, Arcanis understood that he meant the hunt had begun.

The King of Assassins nodded, and took a light step, his toes touching the ground, his steps light and swift, and the highest level of silent movement skills floated past like a breeze of death.

He quickly lurked beside Reverend Drow, holding the hilt of Max's dagger in his hand, waiting for Bredrow to attack first.

Suddenly there was a flash of starlight in the dark cavern, a large number of meteors exploded from the darkness, and the dazzling cyan starlight caused a blinding effect on the drows, these dark elves who were born with dark vision adapted to the dark environment, and the sudden flickering bright light hurt their eyesight.

A blow of the meteor punch was struck, and the six dark elf warriors standing in the fan area of the meteor qi were killed and injured unsuspectingly, three of them were killed on the spot, and the other three were hit by the shock effect after the first shot, and they fell to the ground and could not move.

Pastor Drow hurriedly gestured and recited the verse in praise of Queen Spider Rose in Drow, and the unique black-red divine power aura of the Queen Spider believer condensed in her palm.

Arcanis, who had been dormant for a long time, pierced her heart with a scarlet Max dagger, and the magic was interrupted in the middle of the cast.

Once again, the King of Assassins fled into the shadows and charged to his next target, and Bredro lunged at the remaining few like beasts, and it didn't take much effort for the two men to crush the twelve Drow Escorts, bringing them all down.

The elven captives watched in amazement.

They were pleasantly surprised to praise the elven patron goddess Corellon Laresin for his protection of the elves.

After being captured by Drow, the elves are desperate, knowing that their fate is about to fall into the abyss of misery, and they fear that they will never return to their hometown in the forest, but they do not expect that someone will come to save them.

"Are you adventurers? Thank you so much! ”

"Please help untie our ropes, brave adventurer."

"You guys are so heroic!"

The elven captives were babbling in Elven language, and Arcanis didn't want to pay attention to the spiky ears, he just followed his beloved to enjoy the pleasure of killing.

Bredrow walked over, picked up a drow cutlass and handed it to one of the elven captives, and said to her, "Cut the rope yourselves." ”

"Wait, Mr. Adventurer!" The female elf cried out, "We can't see anything clearly in the dark lands, and we don't know the way, so please help us and send us back to the surface." ”

"We're busy and we can't afford to lose time."

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

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

Bredrow walked over to a lying female drow, grabbed her by the neck, and dragged her to the elven captives.

"I deliberately left her alive, only breaking the bones of her arms, and you use a scimitar to force her to show you the way."

The female drow groaned in pain, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Kill me, I won't lead the way for these pigs!" ”

Bredrow took out a knife and shaved off a small piece of flesh from the female Drow, causing her to scream in pain.

"Follow my example and shave her slowly until she says yes. If she dies by shaving, give her this to drink, and continue to shave when her flesh grows. You search the parcel of the corpse on the ground, there should be healing potions in it, collect it and use it slowly, and see how long she can harden her mouth. ”

Bredrow handed the knife to the stunned female elf captive.

"This ...... It's horrible! The elf said in a trembling voice, "We can't do such a cruel thing......"

Bledro shrugged: "The choice is already yours, your fate is in your own hands, don't always count on gods and heroes to save you." ”

With that, he beckoned to Arcanis, and the two walked side by side into the darkness.