Chapter 345 Murder in the Mist III

"Shut up, Harlem!"

Sder, whose whole body was hidden in the shadows, drank in a low voice, with a vicious feeling in his voice, and said, "If you still want to stay in your position and be at ease!"

"Are you threatening me? Our previous account has already been written off - you want to violate the power of the contract?"

The wizard was startled, and said subconsciously.

"So what? I am the messenger of the Mobius ring, do I need to care about other people's eyes?".

Under the shadow of the cloak, the corners of Sder's mouth turned up, full of disdain and sarcasm.

However, the wizard who thought that everything was over and could start again, his complexion changed again and again.

"Harlem, studying alone has really made you a real wizard? Are your brains rusted? Forgot the rules in our Mobius ring? But don't worry, we are allies--I I don’t want to abandon an ally who is extremely useful to me! So... Harlem, you should *not* be wrong* to reflect your value!"

A gloomy laugh came from under Sder's hood, which made the wizard's face even more ugly.

"I want to bring our target back here! A living Lord Zelgon is much better than a dead one—prepare me a high-standard paralyzing potion!"

When leaving, Sidr said as if ordering his subordinates.

The wizard stood still and didn't make a sound, just watching Sidr disappear.

And when Sder disappeared, the wizard clenched his fists violently—he felt the humiliation of being deceived, and this made him very angry.

In such anger. The wizard began to look for the simplest and most effective way of revenge.

And very fortunately. such a method. There is one right in front of you.

With the sound of a deep incantation, two translucent hummingbird-like birds appeared in his hands, and quickly took shape.

The emerald green figure soared into the sky with the upward throw of the wizard's palm.

Almost instantly, it disappeared into the layers of mist.

"Sder, you forced me first!"

The wizard said in a deep voice,

The expression on his face changed again. Then, he turned around and walked towards that special room that towered like a mountain.

...

Dean let himself breathe quickly, violently.

In order to be more realistic, he even let himself half-kneel on the ground in an embarrassing posture, relying on the long sword in his hand to support his body.

Dean glanced over, and the corpses in front of him——

Eleven knight-level enemies, whose arrangement is weaker than the previous kills, appearing in such a massive magic circle, are definitely not his final enemies.

but. Contributed 260xp, plus the previous three big knights and two higher than the big knights. The 620xp contributed by enemies who were not the Silver Knight increased Dean's zeroed xp value again.

912xp!

This is Dean's final xp value at the moment.

The extra 32xp was the contribution of those 'mercenaries' in the previous rush - of course, those 'mercenaries' were weaker than Dean imagined.

Step, step, step...

A sound of footsteps reached Dean's ears.

The other party did not intend to cover up, but appeared in front of Dean in an unusually open manner.

"Lord Dean Ken Zelgon, it is really an honor to meet you!"

Sder, who was wrapped in a cloak, bent down pretendingly, and said jokingly in his tone: "It seems that my people are a little rude! They forgot how to entertain distinguished guests-don't worry, As their boss, I will treat you well for them!"

"You, who are you?"

With a slightly panting voice, Dean asked in an extremely 'difficult' manner.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that you are not as smart as I thought! You did such a thing in the Emerald City, don't you know how attractive you are? Let me introduce myself——Möbius The envoy of the ring, the knight, and one of the leaders of the Emerald City, Sidr, has met Lord Zelgon!"

Sder leaned back again, and introduced himself gently with his right hand on his chest like a nobleman.

"The Ring of Mobius!"

Dean drank lowly, clenched his long sword, and was about to rush up; however, the 'toxin' in his body made him a little bit powerless, and he fell to the ground just as he rushed up.

Dean perfectly interpreted the appearance of a normal emerald lord who is loyal to the royal family and who meets the ring of Mobius.

This is not difficult for Dean.

It was as if at this moment, he had been feigning his weakness.

For this, Dean once again thanked the old thief for his training.

"You are so interesting! You still want to kill me now? Hmm... It looks like you are a real nobleman! However, I hope you can persevere!"

With a series of laughter, Sdell began to approach Dean cautiously, and tried again and again with the long sword in his hand-Sdell still remembered the recklessness of his subordinates.

And when the tip of the sword reached Dean's throat, and Dean couldn't fight back, but struggled vigorously, Sdell was relieved.

Another smug laugh.

Sidr knocked all the [Sharp Thorn of the Wind] [Imitation. Dragon Head Great Sword] flying away in Dean's hand, then grabbed Dean's armor with one hand and two weapons with the other, and was about to drag it back.

However, the weight of [Imitation. Dragon Head Great Sword] was obviously beyond his expectation.

Sidr looked at the giant sword carefully, but the next moment, his eyes were completely attracted by [Sharp Thorn of the Wind].

Clang!

Pulling out the long sword, he swung it quickly.

Feeling the speed of the blade in his hand and the sharpness of the blade, Sidr smiled with satisfaction.

"I think this is my trophy!"

Sidr hung the [Sharp Thorn of the Wind] on his waist very bluntly, and then said to Dean.

And after seeing Dean's resentful and powerless eyes. Sder completely let go of the last trace of worry in his heart.

The importance of sidearms for knights. That goes without saying.

And the sidearm was taken away. The knight who is still powerless to resist is naturally really powerless!

"Don't worry, we will have another conversation - if the result of the conversation is satisfactory, I will return your saber to you!"

After Sder finished speaking like this, he stopped talking.

He dragged Dean towards the interior of the entire magic circle.

And Dean has been showing hard but useless struggles, and that sense of struggle. Getting weaker and weaker - after all, in such an environment, toxins will not disappear over time, but will only become more serious.

And Dean naturally let his performance be the same as this, at least on the surface it must be the same.

As for secretly?

Dean silently recorded everything around him.

Dean naturally didn't mind if someone 'personally brought' him to the core of the magic circle.

Even if the other party's actions are rude, it doesn't matter at all.

After all, he will ask for it back in the end.

And because of such a request, he needs to remember everything around him.

When the magic circle is destroyed. Most of them are like the first snow under the scorching sun, they will disappear quickly without a trace. However, some will undergo drastic changes.

Explosions and such are not accidental.

And there will always be one or two wizards who die from the explosion caused by the failure of the magic circle structure every year.

Having seen the appearance of those unlucky ghosts, Dean naturally did not dare to be careless.

It took about five minutes for Sidr to turn left and turn right. In a real sense, he passed through the periphery covered with poisonous fog and illusion, and entered the safe interior.

And almost instantly, Dean was attracted by the towering building that looked like a mountain.

The core of the magic circle!

Dean had a very clear judgment.

At the same time, it directly overturned his previous guess.

The ring of Mobius arranging the magic circle in front of it is definitely not for assassination, but for protection!

Protect something in the core of that magic circle.

Or, to be more precise, it should be to 'manufacture' and 'perfect' something - from Dean's perspective, he happened to be able to see some magical inscriptions on one of the towering black walls.

And these inscriptions are classified in Dean's magical knowledge.

Of course, it can only be classified.

If you want to read through it, Dean's magic knowledge is undoubtedly not enough.

But that already surprised Dean inexplicably.

Taking a peek at the leopard, if there are such magical inscriptions engraved on the four towering walls in front of you, then what can the Mobius ring repair?

Or not all fixes, but added to manufacturing.

So what is the Möbius ring made of?

Dean, who felt that he had made an accidental discovery, cooperated more and more - even if the other party pried open his teeth and poured a high-standard paralytic potion.

Like high-level toxins, high-level paralysis potions are still ineffective for Dean.

However, Siddell didn't know this.

Sidel, who thought the general situation was settled, was ready to start a "talk" with Dean.

Dean, on the other hand, looked at a middle-aged man dressed as a wizard not far away from the corner of his eye. Of course, what caught Dean's attention even more was the two silver-level powerhouses hidden behind him.

In fact, it was precisely because of the existence of these two silver levels that Dean temporarily gave up his plan to enter the opponent's magic circle and kill him.

After all, under the premise of 'safety', Dean doesn't mind getting more useful information.

You know, in the eyes of the wizard looking at the man in front of him, Dean saw a deep hatred, and the two hidden silver-level powerhouses also carried the same, but quite secretive aura.

"Internal struggle?"

Dean guessed like this.

ps first update~

I ran to the toilet all night, and finally fell asleep when it was almost dawn. After waking up, it was noon... I didn't dare to eat anything else at noon, I just drank some porridge... I felt soft and soft... (To be continued continued...)

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