Chapter 475

Luscan's dark sewer was originally a nest occupied by rat people, gangs and pirates, and even some monsters climbed in along the entrance to the sea.

However, since Zhang Cheng launched the clean-up, most of them have been cleaned up, and only a few black market businessmen controlled by the mage tower occasionally appear to do some shady business.

But tonight, there are two groups of strange visitors. One is a werewolf with thick hair all over his body, and the other is a member of the harpist alliance closely behind the werewolf.

Especially the young woman walking in front of the team with her eyes burning with anger has completely lost the most important virtue of the paladin - humility and reason. Like a madman, she doesn't say anything and directly cuts the other party to the ground.

Her silver armor, now stained with blood and dirty water, seems to indicate the upcoming tragedy in the future.

"Eleanor! We need to talk!" panted the half Elf Druid with a staff.

"No! There's nothing to talk about! It's my responsibility for Joey and the innocent child! I have an obligation to avenge them!" the paladin clutched his long sword and looked gloomy and frightening.

"That's right! We have to kill those little wolves! Pay with blood! This is the real justice!" the dwarf clenched his weapon and said his plan.

Seeing that his teammates had been blinded by hatred, the half Elf Druid finally had to sigh helplessly, close his mouth and continue to move along the stinking sewer.

About half an hour or so, they finally came to a relatively dry cave.

Far from the sewer, it seems to be a secret base dug by someone or organization. There are not only a large number of tables, chairs and beds, but also rows of weapons and armor of different lengths and types.

The werewolf who launched the attack before stood near the relatively open hole, staring at two animal eyes, and could attack at any time.

Not far behind the werewolf stood a beautiful woman dressed up by a mage, who had been waiting for a long time.

She first glanced at the paladin and immediately said with meaningful greetings, "welcome, dear Eleanor, I've been waiting for you for a while. I hope your performance won't disappoint the master."

"Who are you? Why did you order werewolves to attack us? And who is the master you mentioned?" the half Elf Druid stopped his companions who wanted to do it directly and looked vigilant.

"Hehe, when you came to assassinate the master, you still have the face to ask me why I attacked you? Is this the shameless face of the Harper alliance?" Xini sneered and said sarcastically.

"Damn! Is it the black dragon?! does it know we're coming?" the dwarf looked around nervously, as if a terrible wild beast might jump out of the darkness at any time.

Sydney disdained and said, "from the moment you entered luscan, your every move was under the surveillance of your master. I really don't know how to describe your behavior. Brave? Or ignorant fearless? You don't know the strength of your master at all. You are as fragile as mole ants in front of it."

"So you framed Joey and turned him into an evil werewolf?" Eleanor asked loudly, holding back her anger.

"You don't know anything at all, do you, little poor? The master really wants only you. He wants to see you degenerate with his own eyes. Now, let's play a little game. The master calls it the test of human nature. Let me see how long you can last..."

The voice just fell!

Sydney suddenly raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

Pop!

With the crisp sound, two huge iron cages fell from the sky in an instant, covering the dwarves and half elves who had no time to dodge.

Followed by two arrows, they shot from the small holes on the left and right sides of the wall at the same time, and accurately stabbed into the two people's arms.

"Ah!"

"Despicable!"

……

Xini ignored the two injured people and explained with a smile: "Now, let me describe the rules of the game. As you can see, these two people were shot by deadly poison arrows. Within the next five minutes, you must decide who will survive and who will die. The selection process is very simple. You can kill one of them. But if you refuse to make a choice, they will both be poisoned as soon as the time comes."

"Shameless! How can you, a vicious woman, do this! Don't listen to her! I'm a druid! I can..."

While half Elves were yelling and trying to use natural magic to detoxify, one of the werewolves suddenly burst up and tightened her neck with his thick arm across the iron cage.

Strong suffocation interrupted the singing spell in an instant.

There is no doubt that detoxification failed.

Seeing this scene, Sydney nodded with satisfaction and continued to say to the young Paladin, "you still have four minutes. Friendly tips, between the damage caused by the toxin to the body, the sooner you make a choice, the better. Otherwise, I don't guarantee whether there will be any sequelae after drinking the antidote."

Eleanor clenched her fist, trembling all over, and looked back at her weaker companion from time to time.

Although she really wanted to draw out the long sword, she immediately killed the vicious woman not far ahead and found the antidote from the body.

But the remaining reason is constantly reminding that since the other party has no fear to stand in front of him, he will not be unprepared.

Moreover, mages are notoriously difficult. Unless they attack suddenly, to kill a mage, we must first crack its various protective magic. Once we can't win it in a short time, our teammates will die.

"Three minutes left!" Sydney clearly found the tangle and panic in the paladin's eyes, and once again reported the little time left.

"Bah! Humble human! You don't want to succeed!"

The dwarf struggled to get up from the ground, pulled out the arrow, stabbed it in his eyes, and was ready to stop the plot by ending his life.

But before the poisonous arrow pierced his eye, a figure suddenly appeared in the dark, grabbed the arrow directly from his hand, smiled and joked: "don't hurry to die, dwarf. Do you think your life is still in your own hand? No, it belongs to me now."

After that, Zhang Cheng gradually left the dark cover and appeared within the sight of everyone.

"Master, why are you here?" Sydney blinked a little unexpectedly.

"Why can't I come? Don't forget, it's a script I wrote myself." Zhang Cheng said as he came to the paladin, lifted up a wisp of each other's long black hair and sniffed it. "Well, the smell of depravity. Believe me, you can't last long. Give up the struggle and completely embrace the darkness. Instead of immersing yourself in Tyr's hypocritical and boring preaching, it's better to use all means to obtain strong power. Because with power, you can implement the justice in your heart, rather than watching the tragedy happen..."