"I, Mo Sledgehammer, am back!"
In the dark passage of the ruins, Mo Bei held a two-handed hammer and sneered, wondering which unlucky monster would be hit by him first.
However, the three of them turned around more than a dozen passages in a row, and still couldn't find a single strange hair.
"It seems that someone has just entered in the past two days..." Mo Bei muttered.
Grab it. Grab it. "There is movement." Milor warned in a voice that only three people could hear.
Mo Bei unfolded his concentration aura, focused on catching the target that entered the range of perception, and weighed the heavy hammer in his hand, ready to take action at any time.
However, he saw an exquisite device made of energy thrown from the corner in front.
"..."
The three of them exchanged glances. What was thrown around the corner was obviously the assassin's trap.
Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of blades spinning through the air, and two blade guards drew an arc and came straight towards the three people around the corner.
Mo Bei changed out of the elf's protection, slapped away the two rapidly spinning sword wheels, and shouted at the same time:
"Don't shoot, don't shoot, our own people!"
The opponent's move of first throwing the trap and then releasing the Blade Guard was obviously to attract monsters, and it seemed that he was treating the three of them as monsters. If he wanted to make a sneak attack, he would definitely not adopt such an obvious method.
"Ah? It's not a monster!" A girl exclaimed from around the corner, and then four heads popped out from the corner, looking inexplicably funny.
"Uh... why is it you..." Mo Bei looked at the three people and the bear, and was a little surprised that it was Granbell and the others who had not seen each other since the celebration.
"What a waste of joy. I thought I met a monster." Anata sighed.
As soon as these words came out, Mo Bei quit.
What do you mean? Wouldn't it be better to see me than to see a monster?
Anata saw that Mo Bei's face was not kind, but the sledgehammer in his hand seemed to want to get close to him. When he realized that he was speechless again, he immediately went back to make up for it:
"We have been wandering around here for almost two days, and we encountered a wave of monsters not long ago. We thought we had finally moved to an area that no one has passed recently. Alas..."
"Nothing strange?" Mo Bei was also a little dumbfounded. It had been two or three hours since they came in, and they really hadn't encountered a single wave of monsters.
"It should be because after the rumors started, many people came here to explore the secrets. We didn't dare to come here before. We heard that the danger level has been reduced a lot, so we came here to take a look." Granbell explained to Mo Bei , smiling broadly, obviously very happy to meet here.
"Damn... I miscalculated. I thought this would be a good place to find treasures and level up. It seems everyone thinks so." Mo Bei flicked his wrist, holding the heavy hammer all the way. , my wrists are a little sore. If I hadn't thought about exercising my wrist strength, I would have changed my sword and shield long ago.
"Yes, so we are planning to go out and take a look at other ruins. Do you want to continue walking in?" Granbell asked.
"Why go in if there are no monsters? Who knows how long it will take for the projection to refresh." Mo Bei never thought he would encounter this kind of situation. There have always been more monsters than people, so he never had to worry about not having monsters to fight.
In the past, when encountering a situation where there were no monsters, just change the route. Except for the regular sweeps of evil caves at Rogge’s camp to prevent nearby villages and new team members from being besieged by a large number of monsters, I have never seen any map be attacked by monsters. So clean.
On the way back, the two teams asked each other about the recent situation, and found out that the four of them had been practicing in the ancient tombs in the northern part of the gravel wasteland.
Their team composition and fighting habits seem to have a special liking for this kind of terrain.
"When we passed through the northern defense line and headed to the ancient tombs, we found that the guard team was constantly blowing the warning horn and converging towards the village of Moreira. After we followed, we found that they were fighting with a group of nearly seventy people. The Sand Bandits confronted each other." Granbell talked about a rather special thing she experienced during this period.
Mo Bei was shocked when he heard this. Seventy job transfers were enough to loot a village easily. He immediately asked:
"Did you wipe out those bandits? What were the casualties?"
Granbell shook his head and said:
"They didn't take action. It seemed that it was not their first time here, and they only offered to buy food. But in the end they failed to get what they wanted, so they left. The team on the defense line shrunk very quickly, and hundreds of people could gather in a matter of seconds. They have a strong deterrent effect. And I don’t think there seems to be too obvious hostility between the two sides.”
"Since we have the numerical advantage, why not just wipe them out? They're just a bunch of rabble, so we don't have to be wary of them." Mo Bei blurted out with killing intent.
But several people around him turned to look at him in unison, with surprise in their eyes, including Milor and Perona.
"I think those people are different from the sand bandits we met on the road." Granbell said after considering his words.
Mo Bei felt that everyone was strange and felt that his words were a bit too brainless. Even if there was a numerical advantage, there would definitely be casualties in the fight, so he lowered his tone and asked:
巘戅巘戅. "What's the difference?"
"They seem to just want to live, and their moods are relatively low." Rogers took over.
"Then just like those who return and change jobs, just be a human being." Mo Bei couldn't help but curl his lips.
"No wonder you want to destroy them as soon as you open your mouth. You don't regard them as human beings... You are too violent..." Assassin Zoe said.
Mo Bei subconsciously wanted to reply, "That's not it", but he also realized that he had fallen into his old habit again. Subconsciously, he always classified those people into the same category as members of the Wizarding Council, no different from monsters.
If there were no guards who quickly gathered to confront them, would they have honestly offered to buy food instead of directly looting the village? He didn't believe it anyway.
But then he remembered what Aigis said, and his mood was a little complicated for a while.
A few people chatted and then returned to the ground together, preparing to choose a direction and prepare to set off.
"Are you from the electric system?" Mo Bei suddenly asked Anata.
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
"Take this." Mo Bei took out the dark gold knobby stick that had fallen off his teeth, and threw the Lazarus Spiral over it.
Anata was holding the same staff that she had used along the way, which seemed a bit outdated. And this dark gold knobbly stick is just right for him. If you equip it well, don't keep it buried in the inventory as a firewood stick.
The four people on the opposite side were all very moved. The dark gold equipment was given away as soon as it was said to be given away?
Anata looked at the top-notch electric staff in her hand. Not only did it increase the skill and restore the mana, but it also had abnormally high lightning resistance. She was so excited that she felt a little wet.
Xi Xi Literature bxwx.co Xi Xi. Mo Bei saw Granbell's eyes lowered and his hands on his waist, apparently rummaging around in the inventory, and waved his hand:
"Stop looking, we don't lack anything now. Don't keep saving runes and the like. Change them if you can, synthesize them if you can, and improve your strength as much as possible. This place may become more and more dangerous, so be careful. "
In fact, their team currently has a lot of runes below size 12. What they lack is the base material, and their own level is limited. Even if some divine language equipment is made, it will take a long time to replace it. And there are still a lot of unused equipment that I don’t know what to do with. There is no point in exchanging things from friends.
During this period, the Wizards' Association's plans failed one after another, and the possibility of revenge cannot be ruled out.
