87_87643 The night on the island was silent for a while, most of the liquor shops were closed, and the streets were deserted except for the occasional squad of armed soldiers, and no one wanted to wander around at this time, and be locked up in a dungeon for the night as a suspect - no one cared what less noisy entertainment would be done in private.

The prison is located in the center of the island, where the terrain is very high, not because the people on the island have any special worship of the prison, but because if you build a house near the sea, you can be torn down by the prisoners after a night, jump into the water and escape without a trace, so simply dig a hole, and the sailors can build a tunnel much more rusty than swimming.

"Guards solved, solved?" suddenly heard a voice in the shadows behind the back of a room facing the cell.

If anyone had passed by, they would have been taken aback by the sudden, sympathetic questioning, for even if one looked closely at the place where the sound had come from, the house was still a house, and the shadow was still a shadow, and there was nothing but some rotten, moldy planks and some scattered garbage.

"It's solved! "Still invisible, it sounded like two ghosts were talking—ghosts with the exact same tone.

Then there was no sound, and there was silence for a while, until four or five black figures appeared around the corner of the street, almost dissolving into the night.

The man in the shadows snorted heavily, "I thought these priests wouldn't be here until dawn." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense. ”

It's been almost thirty years since Kauf went from a murderous bandit to a full-time pastor in Shirekland. At over fifty, he is still full of energy, although he has lost a lot of weight compared to his big shoulders and round waist when he was young, but every muscle is like an iron lump. And many times, he still prefers to pick up a mace and beat people to the point of bursting their brains, which is his favorite when begging for a living in the cold wasteland, and this unusually bloody method can usually have unexpected results, absolute brutality is absolute power, this is his credo.

So when he learned that the female mage and her steel retinue had not resisted and had been obediently taken away by the soldiers on the island. The first reaction was to kill the pirate leader and create a riot, but it was still not enough, and he had to take some fierce medicine. Since the female mage refuses to make trouble or leave the island according to their wishes, and prefers to wait honestly, it seems that she has not hurt the sore spot yet - what about an earthquake that is enough to bury them all alive? Because she can't go to Fish-Man Island to complete the most important task of the dark sun, Kauf is holding her breath, and the competition among the believers of Ciric is also fierce.

So when he saw the Dark Sun Assassin left by another faction, he also liked to ignore it.

"Your Excellency Kauf...... I'll advise you to think about it. The shadow squirmed, and finally condensed into a translucent humanoid and stood next to Kauf. Vaguely unable to see his face: "This former red-robed mage named Moriel is a dangerous person...... She had been the senior commander of the Argus Mage's forces, and it was specifically stated that the structures that followed her were extremely dangerous and must be done with caution. ”

Kauf rolled his eyelids, "Cautious? we've been cautious enough - now that the other pirate leaders are trying their best to track down who killed Derek, I'm sure they'll soon suspect us." These damned sea dwellers, who have always despised the glory of the eternal dark sun, have managed to win them over and have been lightly abandoned by the whimsical plans of your superiors. Hell, our goal isn't just to lock people up. If the red-robed mage and her entourage were indeed as dangerous as they were, the situation now was that she would be out of prison in a day or two safely, and possibly even hook up with other pirates. So how do we stop her from continuing to interfere with our operations?

"I said, "What do you want me to say?" Shadow Wolf seemed dissatisfied, but then he suddenly changed his words, "Yes, Lord Kauf, I have already taken care of the guards at the main entrance of the prison, and we must create a big conflict between the mages and the pirates. In order to ensure that the task can be completed smoothly!"

"Well, good job, Shadow Wolf!" Kauf didn't seem to expect Shadow Wolf to be so efficient. I couldn't help but nod. It seems that the madman who stayed behind to help him is quite effective, if his subordinates are as good as the killers of the Assassin group, Kauf's status in the Shirek Church will not deteriorate as it is now: "Now that you are under my command, take care of the island and behave on the island, is there a problem?"

"Is there a problem, is there a problem?" The black shadow humanoid body was slumped, his hands were shrunk in front of his chest, and he began to shake his head while asking a little nervously, it seems that his self-questioning and answering is not just a habit, his nerves are indeed a little abnormal, but in the next moment, the assassin shadow wolf immediately returned to normal: "Of course there is no problem, Lord Kauf!"

It was already the quietest part of the night before dawn, and the prison was full of the snoring of prisoners, low and high as a large recital, Morriel sat in a drier corner and fell into meditation, while forty-seven hundred stood bored behind the iron bar, and his head did not know how many times he imagined smashing the obstacle in front of him with a punch.

Seismic!

The voice exploded in Forty-Seven's mind as loudly as Morrill had shouted in his ear, and the ground shook along with the prison cell, and the vibration from the depths of the earth grew stronger and stronger like the pulse of the earth. Forty-seven looked back and found Morriel on his feet.

"Someone is unleashing seismograms around the prison, and they want to crush everyone to death in the prison!" Morriel said directly, and more prisoners were awakened from their dreams because of the earthquake, and more and more noisy shouts resounded through the prison.

"Everyone, at least not the two of us......"

"Stupid, if this place is razed to the ground by an earthquake caused by magic, we won't be the target of all pirates!" Morrill then remembered that the wand used to knock Forty-Seven's head had been confiscated by the jailer, "It seems that there is indeed an important clue on the island, and the other party does everything possible to prevent us from getting it." ”

"That's why we're going to have a complete falling out with the pirates. We won't be able to get any clues about Little Red Riding Hood, will we?" Forty-Seven said, "You've already said that, so what now? Don't let me go out and stop those guys who don't know where to hide - you're going to keep me in prison." ”

"It's not just that we can't get a clue from Kairo, it's going to be very difficult for us to go to sea......" Morriel paused suddenly, "Maybe their real purpose is not to let us go to sea......!"

"Then we'll fly back. Forty-seven still had an expression that the sky couldn't fall.

Clouds of dust fell from the roof, and time did not allow Morriel to hesitate any longer: "There are four people on the other side, and they have formed a seismic magic circle at the four corners of the prison, now let's go ......"

Before Morriel could finish speaking, Forty-Seven had already twisted a few iron fences aside as if he were pulling away a branch: "Actually, you know, I wouldn't object to going out of this hellish place. ”

From the time Forty-Seven discovered the first black-robed priest to the time he killed the other party, it took a total of blink of an eye. The other party was killed immediately by Forty-Seven's fist because Forty-Seven appeared so suddenly, and the sudden iron fist from the wall he was standing on blasted the priest's head out of the air, and he was surprised one after another

There is not enough time.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to open a door. With that, Forty-Seven ran along the outer wall of the prison to the other corner, and it was only then that the headless priest's body fell to the ground and rolled down a slope.

Forty-seven saw another priest standing in the corner, and when the priest found Forty-Seven too, the armor on Forty-Seven's back suddenly opened two rows of spouts like a fold, as if a person was about to take a deep breath when he was straining. The scorching gray-white flames erupted violently, and at first glance it looked like a flaming cloak, and Forty-Seven's speed increased to the point where the priest had no time to do anything, and Forty-Seven turned a corner and rushed to the next corner, and the upper body of the poor priest, who had been cut in half, did not know where to go.

Kauf drew the mace hidden under the hem of his oversized robe when the first priest died, and raised it when the second priest died, and when Forty-Seven rushed to Kauf, the tip of the hammer struck Forty-Seven's head like lightning. For a moment, sparks flew everywhere, and the sound was as fierce as a bell.

The mace that had broken Kauf's countless heads was bent back by the force of the recoil, and flew out of Kauf's grasp. Kauf, who had applied the summoning power to himself, had increased his strength to the point where he could wrestle his wrists with giants, and felt as if his two hands had been chopped off, and if it weren't for the other protection still working, perhaps his arm bones would have been shattered, when Forty-Seven reached out and pinched his neck and lifted him up. The explosive tremor also spread from his arm into Kauf's head, causing his nose to bleed.

Forty-seven's thumb pressed lightly on Kauf's Adam's apple, and a slight crack immediately appeared in the Adam's apple bone. But Kauf couldn't cough out, and the cold hand around his neck cut off all contact with the air, which made Kauf twitch his body violently without saying a word, and at the same time, Kauf was desperate to find that not even a piece of iron had fallen off the head of the opponent who had been hit by the mace.

It took Moriel a little more time to deal with the first priest, because it was obvious that the other party had noticed that someone had died on his side through the change of the seismic magic circle, so when Moriel's magic missile hit the priest, the protective magic that had been added to the priest in advance had an effect, making the missile splash and disappear, and he saw that Moriel did not stop, but actually rushed towards him, so he immediately swung the war hammer with the black fire of Ciric and prepared to fight back- He was then torn to shreds by more missiles that followed the disarming effect.

Without even glancing at the priest who had been defeated by a storm of spell combinations, Morriel ran to the other side, and the outer walls of the prison began to crumble, if not all the casters were eliminated, the power of the seismic magic circle could still raze most of the prison to the ground, and the sneaky intrigues must be killed before then!

Suddenly, the shadow of the outer wall of the prison, which seemed a little longer in the moonlight, curled up like a large carpet of its own accord, and Morriel jumped aside the moment he was about to be wrapped in it, only to meet a thin sword that suddenly stretched out from the shadows—not so much a sword. It's more like a needle.

Shadow Wolf felt that the silver needle in his hand had touched the tip of Morel's slender nose, but he couldn't string this beautiful head on the sword as he expected, and that feeling was like stabbing a ball of soft mud with a sword, and he couldn't stab it down, and he couldn't pull it out, so Shadow Wolf simply pounced, and when he condensed into a human form and turned around, he found that Morel was still standing well outside his effective attack range.

"What's going on, what's going on?" Shadow Wolf shrunk back and began to talk to himself again, "What's going on?"

It's obvious, though. This time he didn't find the answer.

"Who are you?" Morriel also broke out in a cold sweat just now, this kind of unexpected attack was the first time she had encountered it, if it wasn't for the protective blade spell triggered by the accident spell to play its role, it would have been really dangerous just now.

"Who am I, who am I?" Shadow Wolf shook his head and looked left and right, "I am an assassin who clears out the enemy in the name of the great Lord God of Cirek, Shadow Wolf!"

After answering the question, the shadow wolf immediately became quieter and calmer, and he moved his legs, which were almost glued together, and seemed to be slowly changing positions to get closer to Moriel, while the female mage quickly prepared a counterspell. Dealing with such an agile and dangerous assassin, she was unable to study enchantment spells that could effectively interfere with and control the enemy, and the disadvantages were revealed.

The magic glow emitted by Moriel's hand failed to hit the opponent, and the shadow wolf dodged the deadly magic energy as if it had no thickness, and rushed up again without saying a word, this time he stabbed out needle-like swords in both hands, and the two swords turned into a little sword light to stab Morylor because of the speed being too fast, as an assassin, the shadow wolf used to kill with one hit. The second strike is really rare, but the female mage will not be able to avoid my sword this time anyway!

But this time, not only did the female mage not die under the sword of the shadow wolf, but the shadow wolf did not lean on the side of the female mage at all. Just as the target was close at hand, and he was about to be pierced by his own sword, the shadow wolf's sword suddenly snapped and snapped in unison, and before he could wonder, he hit himself headlong on an invisible wall. For a moment, the bits of sword light turned into starry dots around his head—he was stunned.

The Shadow Wolf raised his foot and kicked at Moriel, but not to attack, but only to use his strength on the invisible barrier. Shadow Wolf floated away like a black piece of paper, quickly dissolving into the darkness - he had never attacked his target three times in a row, because Shadow Wolf's past opponents had all fallen before his second blow, so he didn't have a third move at all!

Faced with this kind of situation that has never been encountered before, the only way to do it is to run away first.

Morriel breathed a sigh of relief, saying that if this guy didn't retreat and continued to attack, then she would have to think about retreating, and Kiscain's enhanced protective blade had already vanished in a few flashes from the shock enemy attack that exceeded its limit. Only then did she realize that the shaking of the earth seemed to have completely stopped, and when she reached another corner of the prison, she found Forty-Seven pinching the neck of a black-robed priest and slowly embedding his whole body into the stone wall—although Forty-Seven's arm strength was very impressive, the priest's body was strong enough.

"This is the third one!" Forty-Seven said, as he continued to exert himself slowly, as if he was not killing people but completing a relief work, at this time, Kauf, who was pinching in the palm of Forty-Seven's hand, was full of horror and despair, and was defeated with just one face, not to mention, the other party's unbelievable killing method made Kauf, who had always been fierce and cruel, feel too miserable, especially when the person who was killed was still himself.

Don't kill him just yet.

"Pinch his neck off!" Morriel said to Forty-Seven in his mind, deliberately scaring Kauf.

Forty-Seven's hand immediately increased visibly with a much greater strength, and Kauf's eyes bulged outward, looking at Morrill pleadingly.

"Do you have any last words? Let's listen to them while I'm still in a good mood!"

Forty-Seven let go, but still pressed Kauf tightly against the sunken wall, and Kauf was foaming blood in his mouth

With a rattling sound, I was finally able to catch my breath.

"Don't kill me, I can tell you anything, don't kill me!"

"What are you going to sue me, Syric's devotees, that you killed the pirate leader. And are you creating all this chaos so that the pirates will put me to death, or are they trying to trap me?"

Kauf was a little speechless for a while, I don't know if this little girl is as powerful as the intelligence says, but this insight is really not easy to deal with, and the words that I have just prepared are useless all of a sudden.

"I'm true that I'm from the church of Ciric, but I have no ill will......!

"Dark Sun Hirek, who defeated the Misty Lady and took away her power, when did his followers become so good at lying?" Morriel shook his head disapprovingly, expressing his due annoyance at this crappy lie, "Where is Kyro? What is your plan? I know it's bad to go against Ciric, but it's not going to end much better if you don't work with me!"

Morriel's words seemed to remind Kauf of his determination: "Don't compare yourself to the great Lord God Ciric! you will not understand what happens if you disobey the Lord God, it is a thousand times more terrible than death!"

Not good!

Morrill was shocked, but he didn't have time to stop Kauf from biting the poison particles contained in his teeth, and a large amount of blood slowly flowed out of his mouth and nose, and Forty-Seven let go of his hand, and Kauf just tilted his head and died inside the wall.

"I knew I should have pinched him to death sooner...... "Forty-seven looked a little regretful.

"I shouldn't have irritated him so much. But I really didn't expect the believers of Shirek Land to be so fanatical that they could give up their lives for their Lord God at any time......" Morriel also felt a little regretful, but she understood that even if this black-robed priest did not die, it would be difficult to get any valuable information from his mouth.

"Hey, meet again!" Chloe, the female swordswoman she had met in the Broken Skull Inn, suddenly appeared under the slightly lower slope, she seemed to be casually holding her weapon, like a novice who didn't know how to use a sword at all, her fiery red hair like a flame dancing in the night. The tall man didn't feel short at all even when he looked down from the dirt slope, but what Moriel cared about most was that it was right at Chloe's feet. The Shadow Wolf, the Dark Sun Assassin who had just fled, crouched like Chloe's shadow, swaying slightly in the flickering light that shone from nowhere.

Could this be Ciric's too?

"Don't get me wrong, I'm over there to catch this guy who is trying to escape. Chloe tucked her sword into the scabbard at her waist and walked up the slope with her hands outstretched. The shadow wolf followed suit, and it was hard to tell if he was like a captive or more like a little black dog running around with his master.

"Friend or foe, if you don't want to hinder us. Please leave......" Morriel stretched out his hand to signal Chloe to keep her distance, the distant firelight and voices gradually approached, and the wailing and cursing in the prison did not stop, "But I would be very grateful if you could hand over to me this person who attacked me before." ”

"I was hired by the pirate leader Derek, who was hired here, and since I learned of his death at the inn, I've been wandering around to see if I can find any clues, and now it seems that my employer's death has a lot to do with these guys. Chloe smiled, and her resolute face was heroic: "In order to get back the commission that should belong to me, I must follow this dog, find their owner, and settle the account well." ”

Morrill was a little strange about how Chloe had subdued the tricky guy he had, but he couldn't find a loophole in the other party's speech for a while, when Chloe raised her foot and kicked the shadow wolf, who opened her mouth and barked twice.

"It's not for you to scream, stupid, to speak, to say what you just said to me again!"

"What did I say? What did I say?" the Shadow Wolf crouched on the ground, shook his head and asked himself, and then began to answer, "Yes, Derek was killed by us after meeting with a captain, and blamed the captain who took us out to sea, in order to cause a disturbance and prevent the female mage and his construct from tracking down our people who had already gone to sea, and they were going to Fish-Man Island to find the misty girl Kairo......"

Fish-Man Island?Kairo?Although Morrill is still a little skeptical, the clue is clear, and there is really no reason not to believe it other than the somewhat strange relationship between Chloe and Shadow Wolf.

It was already a little white, and the pirates were flocking in droves, and Chloe, who was clearly familiar with the lead pirate, only went over to explain a few words, and the pirates immediately abandoned the siege of Moriel, and released all the people in the prison who had been locked up because of Derek's murder, and there seemed to be no reason to suspect this strange female swordswoman.

"Since you are not from Ciric, I have no objection to traveling with you, but it is best not to cause us too much trouble, the perilous journey of this trip is likely to be more dangerous than you estimate!" While the sailors' unanimous anger and gratitude for Simon and Morrill were the reasons for the sailors' unanimous words, the main reason was that Simon owed them a large commission.

Chloe was waiting at the docks early, and the shadow wolf was still crouching beside her, and in the daytime, the shadow wolf was just a young man in a tight black tights wrapped around his head, but the only exposed face was very thin, and the pale face was also a little scary, he squatted there listlessly, and he looked like he didn't like anything.

"It's my own problem, I'll take care of my own, please rest assured, Miss Mage!" Chloe smiled again, not sweet or light, and the nondescript title made Morriel feel a little unhappy.

"That's your business. Actually, I'm interested in how you tamed this Darksun Cultist......" Morrill deliberately changed the topic, in fact, the curiosity of the shadow wolf Morriel was not as good as forty-seven, he just arrived at the dock and bent down to look down at the shadow wolf, the latter did not look at him with disdain, forty-seven patted the shadow wolf's head, the shadow wolf shook his head, his eyes looked away with vain, forty-seven slapped again, the shadow wolf was about to shed tears in pain, but he was still very arrogant and refused to give in, when forty-seven raised his hand for the third time, the shadow wolf snorted as if he could.

"Good!" Forty-Seven's third slap fell.

"Captain Moriel, all ready, whether!" Rohr appeared at the bow of the ship, and the name of Captain Morrill was very natural and pleasant.

"It's a secret, but I'll tell you later!" Morriel didn't have time to think about what Chloe meant by the secret, when Chloe suddenly kissed her on the cheek with lightning speed, and by the time Morriel came back to her senses angrily, everyone had already boarded the ship. "Damn it,!".