Across the street from the Assassin's Guild, there is a magnificent and magnificent building.
In terms of momentum, this building is no weaker than the current guild. It is even taller than the Assassin's Guild and covers a wider area.
After all, the Assassin's Guild is all about keeping a low profile, but this building doesn't care about that. It wants more people to pay attention to it.
——Bounty Hunters Guild.
Assassins usually only do one thing, kill;
Unlike assassins, bounty hunters accept any mission——
Treasure hunting, guarding, development, exploring, stealing, etc. If the bounty is particularly rich, hunters don't mind acting as assassins occasionally.
Dusk.
As soon as a mission was posted, it attracted the attention of bounty hunters.
——Because its rewards are very generous.
"A broken world in a desert area. There are treasures in that kind of place?" someone asked hesitantly.
"Idiot, you are a newbie, right? The more a place is like that, the more likely it is that it hides some secrets that no one knows about." Another person laughed.
The man before got angry and looked at the person speaking. When he saw the other person clearly, his anger suddenly went out, and he couldn't say a word.
"Unfortunately, this mission requires 'Wuse' level and 'Wusheng' level hunters to take action, so I have no chance." Someone else said regretfully.
"Not only is it a level restriction, it also requires you to be a professional treasure hunter with at least ten successful treasure hunting experiences." A hunter sighed.
"Look at the third requirement: be good at close combat, be agile, and don't want to be a spell caster, because there may be monsters that ban magic..."
"It seems that only experienced veterans are qualified to take on this task."
"The requirements are so high, I'm afraid the treasure is also unusual."
The hunters were talking a lot.
The hunters who were qualified to take on this mission quietly accepted the mission and turned around to leave.
Unlike the Assassins, the Hunter Guild encourages competition.
Anyone can take on the task as long as they meet the employer's employment conditions.
——But who can complete the mission and finally get the mission bounty depends on their own strength.
Half an hour later.
A broken world in a desert area.
This is a destroyed world, no man's land.
The two hunters were greeting each other eagerly.
"'Double-edged Eagle,' I didn't know you had accepted this mission. If I had known, I wouldn't have come." said the stocky-looking man with black face.
Opposite him, a short man with two short knives on his waist laughed and said: "Hahaha, it turns out to be the 'Heart-Flaying Demon Thorn'. The bounty for this mission is so generous that I have to come."
The black-faced man hesitated and said: "Then... why don't we complete this task together and share the reward equally?"
"Good idea." The short man high-fived.
"That's it?"
"Well, that's settled."
"Okay, let's go. According to the mission information, the ruins should be here..."
The black-faced man looked down at the information in his hand and walked in one direction.
Behind him, the short man had a ferocious look on his face.
No way, this opportunity is too good.
We are all hunters of the same level. If we fight head-on, the outcome will be different.
However, the other party just exposed his back to him.
If you don't take action, you will be sorry for such a good opportunity!
The short man quietly pulled out two short knives.
"die--"
He shouted loudly and slashed hard at the black-faced man with his two swords.
when! when!
Two crisp sounds.
At some point, the black-faced man turned into a long metal stick stuck in place.
A sharp pain came.
The short man looked down in disbelief.
I saw a sharp thorn piercing his heart.
The regretful voice of the black-faced man came from behind:
"Why are you doing this? In fact, it would be great if we split the bounty equally."
Retract the long thorn.
The short man fell to the ground.
The black-faced man sighed, stepped forward, and chopped the opponent into pulp with the black magic thorn in his hand.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to destroy your body. You are really too treacherous. I'm afraid you have other tricks."
After the black-faced man finished everything, he took out the information again and looked at it carefully.
This world has been destroyed. The former civilization has disappeared, leaving only some sparse buildings. After the baptism of time, they still stand on the desolate surface.
"The southwest direction... is really far away from the teleportation point."
"Well, it turns out to be a intact building. From the looks of it, it might be some treasure left behind by the previous civilization."
"It's really curious. I have to get it and take a look. If it's not suitable for use, it would be good to give it to the guild in exchange for a bounty."
The black-faced man looked toward the southwest, his eyes darkening.
He moved and flew towards the southwest.
time flies.
At midnight, the black-faced man caught up with a small group.
There are five people in this hunter team, and everyone is a good treasure hunter. Everyone has met in the guild before.
When they noticed someone approaching quickly from behind, they immediately set up a defensive formation.
The black-faced man stopped in the distance and looked at the five-person team.
It's a bit tricky.
"Everyone, have you also accepted this mission?" he asked.
"That's right, 'Heart-Flayering Demon Thorn', get out of here and don't force us to kill you." The leader of the team responded loudly.
The black-faced man saluted and said, "Can you let me join you? After all, the more people you have on this kind of mission, the better the chance of success. I only want 20% of the reward afterwards."
"Do you want to die? Get out of here!"
"10%, I only want 10%!"
"Get out!"
The black-faced man spread his hands helplessly and said: "Okay, I'll just treat it as a visit. You give me half a percent. That's fine. I only need half a percent, and I'll be responsible for the rest of the journey." Hold on."
The team leader showed hesitation.
"Heart-Flaying Demon Thorn" is indeed a good player. If he can hold it in front, the team's safety will be greatly improved.
The most important thing is that he may not want to return empty-handed, so he promised only half of the bounty.
The team leader looked at several members.
Everyone nodded.
The team leader shouted to the other side: "In this case, it's not impossible, but we have to sign an agreement!"
He threw over a magic contract.
The black-faced man took a look and saw that the conditions and content were very strict.
——This is a magical agreement that has gone through countless loophole checking and filling, and there are almost no loopholes.
The black-faced man signed the agreement happily.
The magic contract flashed and disappeared from his hand.
The contract is completed.
Only then did the team members over there look relaxed.
The team leader also smiled and whispered: "Old Fu, I was so offended just now, don't take it to heart."
The black-faced man shook his head and said quite understandingly: "It doesn't matter. After all, these days, hunters are mixed, and some people always like to play black and white."
He came up and greeted everyone.
Everyone put away their weapons.
Someone opened a bottle of wine, drank it himself, and then tossed it to him.
The dark-faced man took the wine, smelled it, and said with emotion: "Flower of the Void?"
"Yes, I'm sorry just now, we are all very careful when we go on missions." The man said with a smile.
"I suspect there are others who have taken over this mission. It seems we have to hurry up." The black-faced man nodded and said.
The team leader laughed: "It doesn't matter. The threshold for this task is so strict that not many people can come. I guess no one can deal with the six of us at once."
The black-faced man nodded and said: "That makes sense, so I'm also very sorry. I really don't want to share the bounty with you."
The words just fell.
Countless sharp spikes suddenly appeared on the ground, stabbing hundreds of times between the lightning and flint.
Four of them died before they could even scream.
Only the leader of the team was left, holding on for his last breath, and said unwillingly: "Obviously... the contract..."
The black-faced man sighed and threw the wine in his hand to the ground.
"Do you think I'm just a melee professional?" he asked.
The team leader was exhausted, but still had his eyes open, waiting for an answer.
The black-faced man looked around.
The land is barren and endless, and not a single person can be seen.
In such a lonely world, if there wasn't such a bounty mission, no one would ever come.
——In other words, it is very safe.
The black-faced man lowered his head and said softly: "——Actually, I have a law of cause and effect ability. As long as I can reach an agreement with others, I will not be killed by the other party, and I can unilaterally tear up the agreement."
After hearing this, the leader of the team suddenly trembled all over and made a gurgling sound in his throat.
He stared at the black-faced man with wide eyes.
——If looks could kill, the black-faced man would have been killed countless times by him.
The dark-faced man admired the other person's expression before he died, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose.
"You're in luck."
"I rarely reveal answers to mysteries. I told you this time just to appreciate your despair and anger."
After saying that, he crushed the opponent's head with one foot.
All movement subsided.
Five bodies.
The bloody ground.
The world was silent, and the wind blew gently, blowing away the smell of blood.
The black-faced man walked out of the blood-stained area, looked at his bloody footprints, and slowly frowned.
He reached over and took out a pair of brand new boots and put them on.
Next, he picked up speed and moved on.
Forward.
Keep moving forward.
A few hours later.
Finally, the ruins of a city gradually appeared in sight.
The black-faced man looked at the information in his hand and increased his speed again.
Coming!
He went deep into the ruins and identified the terrain one by one according to the drawings in the intelligence.
at some point.
He discovered the building in the intelligence.
——Unfortunately, another hunter came to the building at the same time.
The hunter held the same piece of information in his hand and compared it with the building on the drawing.
"No need to look, it's this building."
The black-faced man threw away the information in his hand and said this to the other party.
The hunter looked at him.
"It turns out to be the 'Heart-Faker Thorn'. It seems that the reward for this mission is so high that even you are tempted." The hunter said, pulling out his weapon and holding it across his chest.
Strong murderous intent rose from his body.
The battle is about to begin!
On the other side, the black-faced man looked as if nothing had happened, pointing to the door of the building and saying:
"The door of this building is very broken, but we don't need to use brute force, otherwise the whole building may collapse."
"What do you want to say?" the hunter asked.
"The buildings here have gone through too many years. If a fierce battle breaks out here, it may destroy the entire building, which will affect the subsequent treasure hunt." The black-faced man said.
The hunter showed hesitation.
The black-faced man sighed, opened his arms and said, "You and I are the first hunters to arrive here, but there must be others coming from behind. Do we really want to fight to the death and let them take advantage?"
The hunter thought the same thing.
"What do you mean?" he put down his weapon and asked.
"It's very simple. Let's go treasure hunting together, and we'll split the money 50-50 when we're done. This way we don't have to fight, and we get a reward. It's the most cost-effective deal." The black-faced man said.
The hunter thought for a few seconds and quickly said: "Of course this is fine, but we need a binding contract, preferably a death contract."
The black-faced man agreed: "I also think it should be like this, otherwise we really can't fight side by side with confidence."
The two took some time and signed a death contract.
The hunter breathed a sigh of relief, put away his weapon, took out a small tool, squatted in front of the door, and went to unlock the door.
"As you said, this door is very decayed, and it is connected to the wall. If you are not careful, it will damage the building."
As he spoke, he slowly turned the unlocking tool in his hand.
Click.
The lock was finally opened.
The hunter still squatted in front of the door, motionless.
"Really good lock-picking skills." The black-faced man praised.
He retracted the spikes that penetrated the opponent's head, and then carefully put the body into his storage space.
——Other people are likely to come to this place, so they can't detect any clues.
"Okay, we have finally reached this point, now let me see what the treasure this time is..."
The black-faced man murmured slightly excitedly and gently opened the door.
——He suddenly froze.
There was nothing else in the door, only a man wearing heavy full-body armor standing there holding a long sword.
"'Heart-peeling Demonic Thorn' Fu Chuan?" the man asked.
The black-faced man looked at the other person, searched quickly in his mind, and then said calmly: "It's me, who are you? I don't remember whether there are any 'Wuse' level and 'Wusheng' level hunters. You are such a person."
The man said: "Of course not, I am a 'Seal' level."
The black-faced man laughed and said: "What are you doing here? Your level is not suitable for accepting this task."
The man sighed and said helplessly: "I have made all these arrangements and worked so hard to get you all into this mission, just to be promoted to the 'Wuzhi' level."
As he spoke, he raised his sword.
The Six Realms Sacred Mountain Sword.
