The Devil Inside

The priest listened to Blood Wolf's argument and subconsciously felt that it was nonsense and not worth mentioning.

But if you think about it more deeply, you will immediately understand the essence of it.

He dropped his eyes to look at the crudely made spiked ball in his hand.

Different from Blood Wolf’s judgment.

The nail-head ball in his hand is not sold for one or two silver coins, but for -

Twenty silver coins.

Unbelievable price, but there is no other way.

Three years ago, Bishop John Little signed an agreement with an out-of-town arms supplier, requiring all weapons for "armed priests" in the church to be purchased from him.

This nail-headed ball is the product of that agreement. Everyone thinks it is rubbish. Using twenty silver coins to buy such a hammer is simply a mental problem.

But no one had the courage to object.

Everyone knew that Bishop John Jr. must have received sufficient compensation from the arms supplier, and if he wanted to have a position in the church, he had to accept it. This was a necessary price.

Barrowland Sea.

Although I have never been there, I am afraid that the experiences of the craftsmen there are not much different from my own.

"It seems that you understand."

Blood Wolf observed the expressions and came to a conclusion.

He looked at Little John and said, "Let's go. These people deserve to die."

Be

Little John endured the discomfort and drove his horse forward.

"This guy is so crazy."

In the drizzle, on a high slope, three people covered in dark cloaks were looking at the horse group in the distance.

If you look closely, you can see that these three people are not wearing cloaks, but flowing dark curtains.

This is the Night Lady's art, "Twilight Veil".

Covered in the darkness, no one can recognize their faces unless the other party possesses a detection skill that has a higher priority than the magical power of Lady of Night.

The three people on the slope are Han Solo, Lyra, and Viola.

In addition to being good at hiding, Lady Night is also good at stealing secrets.

As the "most favored child", Viola can eavesdrop on the conversation between the Blood Wolf and the armed priest through "secret arts" even if she is standing a thousand meters away.

Leila listened to the whole thing, crossed her chest and said, "What he said doesn't seem to make sense, but I don't know how to refute it."

Han Solo said without raising his head: "It makes sense. Some merchants are really disgusting and despicable as he said. What doesn't make sense is that he didn't join the merchant alliance of 'Barrow Sea', but instead went to the vicinity of Sturgeon Town to kill merchants. What does this mean? He only bullies the weak and fears the strong, right?"

"Um

-Do it?"

Leila was unusually direct.

Super Hero and Marinus believed that the bishop of the Original Church in Sturgeon Town was familiar with the local situation and might come over.

They wanted Han Solo to bring a few men to ambush them on the route they had to take.

If no one comes, or if the ones who come are not threatening, forget it;

If Bishop Little John brings experts here, first send a messenger to report the news, then try to intercept them and share some of the pressure on the Secret Port.

The current situation...

Viola looked at the team running on the muddy road, focusing on the black knight behind: "The one wearing the wolf helmet seems to be quite strong."

"How does it compare to you?"

"He's probably not as good as me." Viola was not sure. "You two stay away from me. Let me fight him one-on-one. I don't think he can be my opponent."

"Do you want to listen to what you are saying!"

Han Solo felt insulted.

"How infuriating! I'm a good fighter!"

Leila also looked dissatisfied and protested loudly.

Viola's reaction to this was flat.

She smiled slightly and looked at the two people in front of her who were showing their fangs and claws. "To be fair, your levels are indeed a little different. Mr. Han, there is no need to say more. He can't fight in a high-end game even at level 20. As for Leila, if you don't summon the holy sword, your combat power is actually limited."

The truth is this.

But it really doesn’t sound good!

Han Solo and Leila turned gloomy and remained silent, and began to inflict cold violence on Viola.

Viola was unmoved and just asked, "So, shall we do it?"

"Let's do it."

It was Han Solo who spoke, his eyes following the horse team, and said: "I think the Wolf Helm will not care about us. For them, the things in the secret harbor are more important."

"no problem."

Viola raised her arm and grasped it in the air.

The nitrogen and argon in the air twisted and rippled. A jet-black longbow sparkling with starlight appeared out of nowhere and was held in her hand.

Viola drew his bow like a full moon, and a light darker than black and darker than darkness condensed and finally formed an arrow on the bow, with the sharp arrow pointing to Bishop John the Younger who was leading the way in front.

As she loosened her fingers, the sharp and high-frequency bowstring roared, and the black arrow shot out and then melted into the air.

Han Solo frowned, not understanding what was happening.

Where are the arrows?

Leila opened her third eye and followed the direction with a look of amazement on her face: "What kind of ability is this? It's so weird."

She complained like this.

Viola smiled and revealed the mystery: "The sniper arrow that travels through the virtual world has no trajectory except for a certain distance after it is shot and before it hits the target. This is not a special skill, but just my little trick."

the other side.

Blood Wolf followed behind Little John, and his heart suddenly tightened.

His terrifying battle instinct took over, and without any warning, he turned his head to look at a high slope in the southeast. His scarlet eyes instantly locked onto three sesame-sized figures in the rain.

"careful!"

He roared loudly and threw the sword at his waist forward completely based on instinct.

No one knew what he wanted to do, not even Blood Wolf himself.

Just out of "instinct", he thought he should do it, so he threw the sword into the empty air.

"clang!"

The next moment, a pitch-black arrow suddenly appeared from nowhere and shot accurately at Little John's head.

The blood wolf's sword hit it just in time, and the two collided in mid-air. The arrow was destroyed, and the sword flew and stuck into the ground.

"what?"

Little John was so startled that he almost fell off his horse.

He had no idea what was happening, let alone where the enemy was. He just lowered his body in panic.

I clung to the horse's back, feeling panic-stricken.

Blood Wolf galloped his horse and when it passed the long sword on the ground, he turned over and hung upside down, retrieving the sword in a very cool manner.

He didn't even say anything, he just raised his arms and made two gestures.

The Blood Wolf Group was well-trained and immediately divided into two teams.

The deputy captain led six people and charged rapidly in the direction of Viola. For a moment, the horses' hooves were clattering and the black knight charged silently. It seemed that they were invincible.

"What's going on? What's going on!"

Little John saw that the blood wolf caught up with him and drove side by side with him, standing between Little John and Viola.

He was shocked and asked anxiously.

Blood Wolf was very calm, even a little excited: "We caught a big fish! I am now 100% sure that what the Pope wants is in the secret port you mentioned! The attack just now was to hinder our progress. Run, don't let them move away! Glory and wealth are right in front of us!"

Fuck...

What glory and wealth?

If it weren’t for Lord Blood Wolf, he would have died just now!

At this moment, Little John finally realized that he seemed to have joined a game that was not suitable for his rank.

What should I do if a Silver player accidentally enters the Grandmaster game?

He didn't think much, and while leaning down to urge the horse, he said, "The secret port is just ahead, less than five kilometers away!"

"Really? Wake up!"

Blood Wolf raised his sword and stabbed the horse under Little John.

Surprisingly.

The sword pierced the horse's body, but not only did no blood spurt out, the horse didn't even show any stress response.

The brown hair turned jet black, the eyes turned bright red, and with every breath, it spewed out burning embers.

It neighed and its speed increased exponentially, having been strengthened.

Little John remembered a rumor.

It is said that ·—·

The members of the Blood Wolf Group are all famous and powerful adventurers who have been active in history.

That was an army of the dead from the past.

Although the horse under him was running at high speed, it seemed that it had no vital signs.

Chapter 180 #179 From the Past

The seven black knights rushed at lightning speed, carrying an indescribable cold aura, and rushed to within a hundred meters of Han Solo.

At this distance, some details can already be discovered.

"strangeness-"

Viola frowned and murmured to herself.

Han Solo turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It must be an illusion. I don't know why, but I feel like they are very familiar."

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Han Solo looked suspicious.

If we talk about strange feelings, he also has some.

The charging black knight didn't look like a living creature.

They give people a cold and mechanical feeling.

Han Solo took a deep breath and was about to confront the enemy when the Black Knight's charge suddenly slowed down and stopped in front of the group of three.

The leader looked at Viola and spoke in a hoarse voice: ".——-Viola?"

Viola was pleased.

She once again looked at the group of people in front of her. She couldn't tell their identities from their armor, and their voices sounded unfamiliar. "Who are you? Or am I more famous than I thought, and even you have heard of me?"

"That's right. You can't recognize me in my current state."

As the Black Knight spoke, he pulled off his full-face hood, revealing a weathered and resolute face.

It was a woman, about forty years old, with neat short hair.