The mage arrives

( ) Donion is a thief.Or to put it more decently, he was a wanderer.If he is lucky, he can join a strong team of adventurers, venture into the dangerous but full of opportunities in the Cold Mist Mountains, and then return to Clear Water City with a generous reward.

Brewed with mellow and strong honey; grilled meat steaks that are fragrant and oily, and served with desert spices; and those women with white breasts and different styles.ah!Donion loves Bishuicheng because it has everything he needs.Donion also hated Clearwater City, because this city was like a greedy mouth, devouring all the gold coins he earned by risking his life.

When money is tight, Donion doesn't mind taking sideways.Anyway, people like him are always walking on the edge of morality and law. In order to survive, there is nothing they can't do.

A few days ago, the long-standing battle gave Donion a breakthrough. He was promoted to a level in the Thieves Guild and was rated as a fourth-level rogue.In order to collect enough gold coins to learn the new rogue skill "Sword of Deceit", he robbed an out-of-town merchant.Of course, based on the principle of never wasting, Donion and his partners enjoyed the wives and daughters of foreign businessmen before killing them.

"It's a pity that the merchant's wife has a plump figure. If she hadn't resisted so fiercely that I had to break her neck, I would have wanted to play with it again." Donion smacked his mouth, pondering.In this cold and dark night, he needed to think of something pleasant to keep him warm.

He is now walking with his three accomplices on the small road on the outskirts of Clear Water City.Donion's destination is the ancient cemetery.However, as believers of Musk, the god of thieves, they did not go to rob graves.

Donion, who had to lurk to avoid the limelight because of the murder case, has been very nervous recently.But soon, he received a big deal through a middleman-to assassinate a noble mage.

The mission pays well.There were so many that he didn't dare to tell the real situation to the companions he invited to help, lest the other party take advantage of the money and plot against him after the matter was completed.

Because of the last murder incident, Donion felt that he could hardly stay in Clear Water City any longer.Maybe it would be a good choice to go to the West after finishing this deal.I heard that the wild elf woman in the wasteland has strong and slender thighs and smooth honey-colored skin, which suits his taste.

"Donion, we're here."

A group of four wanderers finally arrived at the outskirts of the cemetery.Messy tombstones are inserted on the raised hills. Looking at it from a distance in the dark, it looks like countless needles stuck in sarcoma, which makes people feel sick.Coupled with the cold smell in the air, full of the breath of the dead, this place is really not a good place to make people feel happy.

"Are you really going to do it? Murdering nobles is a felony. Moreover, the other party is a mage with many mysterious powers that ordinary people cannot understand..." An accomplice showed hesitation.

"Hey, little Bard, you didn't hesitate so much when you put the 50 gold coins in your pocket. Are you planning to quit?" Donion laughed, and then glanced at Little Bard's throat maliciously.

Little Bard was shocked immediately.He knew that he would retreat at such a critical moment, and the first thing that greeted him was the daggers and poison of his accomplices.He retorted: "Who the hell said I want to quit! I just said that the target is a nobleman, and a mage. If the assassination fails, the consequences are not as simple as killing a few civilian businessmen! We must be cautious and do it Nothing is lost."

"You don't need to emphasize that," Donion said.

He had already figured out the details of the other party.That man named Gordon Freeman was just a down and out nobleman.As for the identity of a mage, if a guy who has been unable to advance for many years and can only cast first-level spells is also a mage, then the other party is considered a mage.

"Master Donion's dagger once drank the blood of many low-level mages."

thought the 4th-level rogue.

In his opinion, only by reaching level 5 and learning level [-] spells can one be called a real mage.

What kind of threat can a guy with a thin body who can't even use fireballs pose to him?

Gordon Freeman was dealt with by him as a 4th-level rogue, which was actually enough.To be on the safe side, he also recruited three helpers.

However, the best weapon against a mage is another mage.The mysterious employer seemed to be worried about Donion, so he personally sent a mage to help.

This mysterious mage, whose whole body was covered by a black robe with pockets, only showing his pale chin and fingers, was not far or near behind the four of Donien, without saying a word.

Donion didn't dare to take another look at the mysterious mage, because every time he touched the other's cloudy eyes, he felt hairy in his heart.

A group of people walked into the cemetery carefully, and soon saw a striking light.

In this silent night, the light emanating from that small wooden house is so eye-catching.

"The target is in that small wooden house." After several days of tracking and spotting, Donion has already figured out Gordon's work and rest time and activity patterns clearly. "In addition to coming out regularly to cast a spell in the shrine, He comes out on patrol every four hours."

"Should we just break in like this, or wait for the other party to come out?" asked an accomplice.

"I think it's better to investigate first," another added.

The black-robed mage suddenly walked into the four wanderers, and said in an impatient tone: "My patience is limited, why don't you do it?"

Donyn's skin crawled from the hoarse voice.

"Damn, are you sent to help us complete the assassination, or to be an Overseer?"

Donion cursed in his heart, but didn't dare to refute.He gestured to the other three accomplices, and drew his poisoned crossbow.

The four rogues bent their bodies and gradually merged into the darkness.If it weren't for the amazing perception, it would be absolutely impossible to discover these four assassins who entered the stealth state.

I have to say that Musk, the god of shadows and thieves, has trained four good believers.

Donion and his three well-trained accomplices broke into the cabin almost at the same time, and then shot four poisonous arrows at the person sitting at the table with his back turned to him.

puff!puff!puff!puff!

The four crossbow bolts pierced the soft human body, making continuous muffled sounds.But Donien, who was experienced, discovered something strange almost instantly.

"This is a dummy! We've been tricked, get out!"

Donion uttered the last roar of his life.Then he found desperately that the doors and windows of the cabin had been completely blocked.Then, he fell into the sea of ​​flames in a daze...

Outside the cabin, in the scalding air scorched by the fire, a figure gradually appeared from blurred to clear.

This young man with black hair and black eyes is none other than Gordon.

"It's not in vain that I've been preparing for so long, the effect of closing the door and setting fire is not bad." Gordon admired the flames soaring into the sky.In his mind, he received reminders one after another.

"You kill a level 4 rogue and gain experience 100."

"You kill three level 3 rogues and get 180 experience points."

After knowing that he was being targeted, Gordon has been preparing.He knew very well that if someone wanted to take his own life, the place to do so would definitely not be in his house in Clear Water City.

Aristocratic districts with patrols in charge of law and order are definitely not places where ordinary assassins can strike.In comparison, a sparsely populated, barren and remote cemetery is a good place to kill people.

Gordon spent money to buy a large amount of blazing glue, coupled with some small magic tricks, transformed the resting cabin into a huge flame trap.

Although the fog was thick tonight, Gordon, who had blessed the Angel Eye of Peng Yu, still found the four mice following him.He knew that the other party was about to attack, so he pretended not to know and walked into the hut, then cast an invisibility spell on himself, and climbed out of the window.

The unlucky Donion didn't even know that his target was no longer in the cabin, but just plunged headlong into the scorching trap.

After the four assassins all entered the cabin, Gordon ignited the blazing glue with a small mechanism, and cast two door sealing techniques by the way, firmly blocking the door and windows.

Then, it's time to enjoy the human grilling.

Although it is inhumane to use the word "appreciation", Gordon's expression did not change when he listened to the last screams of the dead before they were reduced to ashes.

"Killed four people at once, but it really doesn't feel real." Gordon shook his head.Perhaps it is because "The Ancient Era" is so realistic that Gordon has already experienced the terrifying elements such as blood, screams, and minced meat.

"You still have time to watch the beautiful scenery of the flames here, don't you really know that you are dying?" A hoarse voice reached Gordon's ears.

He followed the sound and saw a man in a black robe walking out of the darkness step by step.The firelight framed his thin chin, and there was an eerie magic tattoo on his pale skin.

"Is there anyone else?" A sense of crisis suddenly rose from my heart.Gordon felt as if he had become the sad praying mantis in the prophecy "The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole follows".

"I want to thank you. If those four wanderers really kill you, I have to take action and take care of them. The murder of nobles must be kept secret, and the mouth of the dead is the strictest. For this reason, you should Understand."

The lips of the black-robed mage kept moving under the light of the flames, and he spit out a gloomy word: "Now, I will give you a chance to commit suicide. You can die without pain, and then the corpse will be honored to be used as a necromancy experiment by me."

"Or," the black-robed mage paused, "you will ooze pus all over your body, and die miserably under the torment of negative energy."

While the black robe mage was chattering, Gordon took the opportunity to cast an arcane sensitivity.

This [-]st-level divination school spell reveals the target's spellcasting level.

The spell causes the black-robed mage to emit a circle of magical aura.Gordon recognized it, it was a sign of being able to use third-level spells.

Gordon's little trick did not escape the eyes of the black-robed mage, he jokingly said: "How about it, little mage, knowing the difference in strength between the two sides, which method of death do you choose?"

"I choose to kill you!"

"Unwise choice." The black-robed mage chuckled, "Let me, Necromancer Mendoza, bring you pain and death!"

He took out a piece of carrion that he had prepared, and quickly chanted the spell.

Under the effect of magical energy, the carrion turned into black pus in the palm.Mendoza raised his hand and shot the foul-smelling black water arrow at Gordon. ;