V3.Chapter 44

Desert Pearl. This is a city very close to the Eastern World, and it is also the boundary point of the Death Desert. From here, continue to the east and enter the range of the Death Desert. It is a very dangerous place, and it is also a gathering place for the believers of the god of death-Narro. There are many priests in the field of death, but the most evil is undoubtedly the believers of the god of death-Naraku. This ancient god is known as the enemy of good, the hater of life, the messenger of darkness, the king of gloom, the reaper of flesh and so on. From the beginning of his appearance to the present, although he has risen and fallen many times, he still has not. fall. This is one of the few surviving ancient gods of death! The followers of Reaper-Naraku don't need a reason to attack other people, because their teaching is to harvest life. This god of death hates life, and hates living creatures. The figure of Sauron came here. In this bustling desert city, there are not many faces on the continent like him. This is the territory of the desert race, and people from other races rarely go too deep. In the center of the city is a towering palace, with exquisite reliefs carved on the walls on all sides, and at the top of the palace is a huge statue of a phoenix. It is said that the phoenix once appeared here and was reborn in the flames, so this place has always been a thorn in the eyes of the god of death, Naraku. There are many people in the Adventurer's Guild. Sauron accidentally saw elves, dwarves and halflings, but most of the elves who came here were druids. Since the practice of oriental monks spread to the mainland, many druids will travel to the eastern kingdom. "What do you need?" A veiled oriental woman with a slim waist and a slender waist appeared in front of Sauron. She was the receptionist of the Adventurer's Guild. Because of the different regions, this place is naturally different from the mainland region. different. Don't take this woman lightly. Sauron could tell at a glance that she was an advanced Oriental Dancer in her exotic long dress. At least a dozen deadly throwing knives were hidden. An advanced profession somewhat similar to the clown dancer. The Oriental Dancers are proficient in some of the fighting skills of bards, and at the same time have received the training methods of a small number of monks. These women's movements are fierce and deadly, and sometimes they also make cameos as assassins. They are very good at bewitching the enemy with their beauty and charming dance, even in battle they are like dancing spirits. This is an advanced occupation that requires a lot of talent. Not only agility is needed, but also charisma. There are many special advanced occupations in the eastern world. Sauron just glanced away and found two or three special advanced occupations, including the ronin near the eastern sea area. An advanced variant of the Ranger profession, a dangerous crowd proficient in swordsmanship. "I want to release a recruitment task." Sauron glanced at the Oriental Dancer in front of him, raised his hand and took out a task list. Hand it to the woman in front of him. "Huh?" The Oriental Dancer glanced at him, raised her head and glanced at him with azure blue eyes, and said softly: "Exploring ancient ruins? The difficulty of the task is C-level? This requires recruiting some masters!" "The cost is one thousand Jindler, we will announce your information." "If anyone wants to take this mission, we will send someone to notify you. Please leave us your current address." The hotel where Sauron will stay soon After leaving his position, he glanced at the Adventurer's Hall, turned and walked towards the hotel. He still needed to learn some new spells, and it was not easy to recruit a group of good players. Professionals who are too low-end are not even qualified to be cannon fodder in the ancient ruins. Sauron plans to stay here for three days. Following Sauron's figure, he left. The Oriental Dancer quickly entered the back of the hall, and a middle-aged man with a beard sat inside, after glancing outside. The voice was low and said: "What's the way?" The Oriental Dancer glanced at him, and said slowly: "High-level wanderer. He has good skills. It should be from the south, and his body smells of the sea." "Similar to that ronin. "It is estimated that he used to be a person who wandered at sea all year round. I don't know why such wanderers come to the desert!" Observe the words. Oriental dancers are very good at gathering intelligence, and their knowledge is no worse than that of bards. "As long as it won't cause trouble." The middle-aged man glanced at the task list and said solemnly: "Exploring ancient ruins? Every year these adventurers come here to die, and they don't know what the depths of the desert are!" The Oriental Dancer shrugged her shoulders, playing with her taste: "What can they do to kill them?" "We can't stop them." Soon. The announcement of the mission was posted, because it was a C-level difficulty mission. The hanging position is quite obvious. "Explore ancient ruins?" "Recruit experienced veterans? Pay at least 5,000 Kindlers? The publisher is a rogue? It seems that the pay is quite rich!" The announcement quickly attracted the attention of many people. However, most of them weighed their own strength and chose to give up. Because many of them are mercenary groups, at most they are tasked with escorting the caravan. The risk of exploring such ancient ruins is too high. Even if they are paid well, they are not sure, and most professionals still seek a safe one like them. "It looks good." A bearded dwarf in heavy armor glanced at it, then put down the battle axe, and said solemnly, "Maybe I can talk to this wanderer." Naturally, it is not that simple to accept the task. Not many veterans make decisions lightly, and they definitely need to know the specifics of the task. The other person who was attracted by the task was the Oriental Ronin sitting in the corner. There was a jug next to him, and he kept wiping his blade. After hearing other people's movements, he took a serious look. Five thousand Kindlers. It's already a very generous reward, enough to make a professional like him excited. Master is still as rare as ever. There was not a single wizard in the entire Adventurer's Guild, not even a warlock. Druids didn't seem to be interested in this kind of quest, and they always rejected that kind of underground exploration. Because it is thought to be prone to disaster. Many of the Druids here are tree shepherds, not Druids of the warlock fighting school, and their strengths are more polarized. Three days passed quickly. Sauron recruited some useful veterans with generous rewards, a dwarf armored shield warrior, an oriental ronin. A desert warrior. Including Sauron, there are four people in total. It is a relatively good team, the only flaw is that there is one less priest. High-ranking priests are as difficult to recruit as ever, and these guys have high status and rarely risk making money. Sauron had to delay the time because he couldn't recruit spellcasters. Although he didn't care very much, these temporarily recruited teammates hoped to have a spellcaster by their side. It also provides a little more security. In the end, Sauron had to increase the reward to eight thousand Jindler. It's a pity that this still can't make those mages excited. In desperation, he can only turn this investment to buy supplies from the desert temple. Expensive remedies are somewhat useful. The potions made by priests can achieve the effect of 'healing serious injuries' at most, but they are expensive. Just when Sauron was considering whether to finally find a way to pull a high-level professional to make up the numbers and get a team of five adventurers together. A little accident happened. Someone actually took the initiative to find him, ready to take on this mission. That is a woman. A very beautiful and dangerous woman. ………… The time goes back to a day ago. Sauron was just about to return to his inn. He went out today to hire a group of workers and prepared them to bring tools to dig a passage to the underground ruins. But just as he walked to the door of the hotel room, Sauron's expression suddenly became solemn, and then he touched his hand on the machete. Someone moved his door! Before leaving, Sauron left a very slight notch. Now the notch is asymmetrical, and the door has been opened. Sauron had instructed the innkeeper not to clean up the room. Therefore, there is a great possibility that someone else will sneak in. There was no sound in the room. Sauron was certain that if there was someone inside, the other party could hear his footsteps going upstairs. He reached for the door handle and took a deep breath. Push away slowly. There was nothing abnormal in the room, but Sauron glanced at it and found that the things on the table were slightly shifted. The distance is probably less than one or two millimeters. If it weren't for a wanderer with amazing observation and memory ability, it would be impossible to find that someone had come in and flipped his things. Squeak! Sauron closed the door gently, and did not let down his guard in the slightest because no one could be seen in the room. There are many masters in this world who are proficient in stealth, and there are also many people who are not inferior to him. Shout out! A slight cracking sound rang out. Sauron's body tensed in an instant. Then he rolled sideways and pulled out the machete with a clanging clang, and a strange flying knife appeared at the door. A flying knife that looks like a twisted snake. The position was right at Sauron's throat at that time. slight wind noise. Under the dim light of the room, a hazy figure appeared, and with the sound of breaking the air, five flying knives shot from different angles, blocking all of Sauron's escape routes. Dangdang block! Sauron instantly blocked the enemy's attack with a knife, and at the same time threw himself towards it, the figure disappeared strangely when he took off in the air, and appeared behind the hazy shadow in an instant. - "Shadow jump!" - "Shadow attack!" Sauron showed no mercy, and all his attacks were kills. "Giggle!" At this moment, the strange figure let out a crisp and tender laughter, and then the hazy phantom was divided into three parts, avoiding three directions at the same time. ——"Dance of Misty!" Illusion! The sturdy and tall figure turned over and lightly tapped on the roof with his toes, then swooped down and stabbed out a pitch-black dagger. "Dongfang Dancer!" Sauron's brows furrowed, facing the figure rushing down from the roof, he suddenly closed his eyes, his ears moved a bit, and without looking at the attack above, he slashed directly at the bed with his knife foot position. The phantom that rushed down from the roof suddenly disappeared, and the position of the corner was twisted, and a hazy shadow flashed again. Still illusion! The enemy has yet to show up. ………………(To be continued)

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