The harsh laughter echoed in the empty basin like the laughter of a ghost. Everyone who was immersed in the joy of harvest was startled. They immediately put on a fighting posture and looked up with some surprise.
A total of seven people appeared on the cliff above. Although they looked very small due to the large height difference, they could still be seen to be a team composed of demons, orcs and forest trolls.
Especially the tall guy in the middle, whose whole body is burning with green fire, makes people feel chilly.
"Get ready to fight!" Sivir held the boomerang tightly in his hand and looked solemnly at the guys who appeared above.
There is an old saying among mercenaries: "The monsters are not scary, the scary thing is the mercenaries who are targeting you."
Because those who dare to target the mercenary group usually have far greater strength than the other party, and the weaker party is basically unable to resist in such a situation.
However, in the City of Chaos, due to the strong intervention of the City Lord's Palace and the Gray Temple, there were few fights between mercenaries. Even if there were conflicts over the fight for Warcraft and medicinal materials, they would mostly be resolved through fair duels.
But obviously these guys were quite interested in the golden-scaled deer they caught.
"What... do they mean?" Eva's voice was trembling, her face was extremely pale, and those words gave her some terrible associations.
"These guys... I'm afraid they are coming for us." Evan's face was also extremely ugly, and he could not hide the fear in his eyes.
Thinking of what happened in the past few days and the horrific corpses of the mercenaries who were carried back to the City of Chaos, everyone looked ugly.
"He's still here. That guy must be an eighth-level demon, right?" Mag raised his head. His eyes were far beyond those of ordinary people. His eyes stayed on the demon with will-o'-the-wisps all over his body for a while, and then glanced at him. The orcs and forest trolls around him were mostly between level six and seven.
This kind of strength is enough to sweep through all the mercenary groups in the wilderness unless you meet those big guys who need something to find in the wilderness.
The configuration of demons + orcs + forest trolls, as well as the insulting title of 'piggy', all prove that these guys are the murderers who caused the massacre of the mercenary group during this period, and they are also those who specialize in... An evil mercenary group targeting wandering elves.
"You laugh so hard, can you please shut up?" Amy covered her ears, looked up and said loudly.
The laughter stopped suddenly, and the will-o'-the-wisp demon looked down at Amy, his face ignited with a ball of green flames that enveloped his entire face, and he stared with a pair of scarlet eyes.
"You look so ugly, can you please cover your face?" Amy said with some disgust.
The will-o'-the-wisp demon was so angry that flames were pouring out of his body, and he roared angrily: "Kid, although you are the best, if you piss me off, I will make your life worse than death."
As soon as he finished speaking, the will-o'-the-wisp demon stepped out and jumped down from above, swooping down like a blue fireball.
The demons, orcs, and trolls also quickly climbed down the cliff and rushed down at extremely fast speeds.
"Monkey, set off the flare!" Sivir ordered calmly without appearing too panicked, but the hand holding the boomerang looked a little pale from the exertion.
"Okay." The monkey's hands were trembling and he took out a small bamboo tube-like thing from his arms, with the Gray Temple's logo printed on it, and pulled hard toward the sky.
A magic fireball flew out of the bamboo tube, flew into the sky with a whoosh, and then exploded into a bright red flame in the air, which condensed and never dispersed.
"How dare you anger him! Now none of us can survive!" Evan glared at Amy angrily, his expression distorted with fear.
"Are you going to be a coward like you, not even daring to fart?" Mag stood in front of Amy and looked at Evan with a smile. This guy was even more unbearable than he imagined. Even more so.
"You!" Evan's face flushed, and the blue light lit up on the magic wand he raised.
"Shut up, concentrate, and prepare to face the enemy!" Sivir looked back at Evan with a bit of disgust in his eyes. A guy who first blames his teammates when facing a strong enemy cannot become a teammate who can fully rely on his back.
"Uncle, do you want to taste the fireball? Or the iceball?" Amy stuck her little head out and asked with a smile.
Evan's expression changed several times, but he finally withdrew the magic wand. He looked at the green ball of fire falling from the sky with some fear, feeling that he no longer had any fighting spirit in his heart.
"boom!"
The green fire ball crashed down in front of everyone more than ten meters away. The ground shook, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and gravel flew everywhere. The gravel on the surrounding stone walls fell one after another. Everyone's bodies shook for a while before they stabilized themselves. The golden-scaled deer tied with the spirit-binding rope was frightened to death.
Dennis, who used a giant shield to block the crowd, was forced back a meter by the gravel and the aftermath. A mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out, and his breath suddenly became much weaker.
"Cha, chat, chat..."
As the footsteps of crushed stones rang out from the smoke and green flames, everyone's hearts began to twitch. Anyone who could jump directly from a cliff hundreds of meters high and still escape unscathed must be at least level seven or above. existence, and he is also a demon with an extremely powerful body.
Today, their Rose Mercenary Group may inevitably be destroyed.
The footsteps finally stopped, and the demon who was three meters tall, black and shriveled like a mummy, with dense grooves all burning with green will-o'-the-wisps, also appeared in everyone's sight. He was almost a demon with a layer of Pi's skull looked at everyone, grinned and said: "It's useless to set off flares. By the time those fools from the Gray Temple arrive, you will already be dead."
Everyone's hearts skipped a beat, as the worst outcome still happened to them.
"This one is really weak this time. Even weaker than the old guy the day before yesterday. Are all these useless things in the city of chaos? Then where do they have the courage to openly oppose us?"
"Yes, but the quality this time seems to be good. One boar can make up the price, and the top-quality piglets can be sold for sky-high prices. Whether they are sent to Luodu or to the Devil's Islands, the auction will definitely be a hit. .”
"Not only the piggies, but these two girls today are also pretty good. The one over there has big breasts and a round butt. It looks like it should be more durable than the ones from the previous two days. The one next to me will probably die after just one use."
The rest of the orcs and trolls also went down to the bottom of the basin, gathered around, and commented on everyone. Their greedy eyes swept over Amy and Sivir unscrupulously.
Everyone in the Rose Mercenary Group couldn't hide their anger. Scott and Skrow held their swords tightly to guard the left and right sides. Dennis was still blocking the front with a heavy shield, showing no intention of retreating.
Eva's face was as pale as paper, and she subconsciously leaned towards Evan and tightly grasped the corner of his clothes.
At this moment, Evan, who was protected by everyone, threw Eva's hand away, knelt down directly in front of the will-o'-the-wisp demon, and shouted in horror: "Please! Please don't kill me." Me! I don’t resist, they are all yours, please don’t kill me! Don’t kill me..."
