Chapter 152

Face the girl's questions.

The sexy woman naturally held her chest.

Her voice is husky and charming:

"It's just forced by life.

You have to pay something to achieve your goal.

Otherwise, where do you think my 100% assassination success rate comes from?

Besides, Stephanie.

How many times.

When you go out on a mission, you have to call my sister. "

Stephanie said "Oh".

Then ask:

"But it only works for men!"

"I'm curious about how you deal with women."

The sexy woman glanced at her:

"It's very simple. I don't take the list of women."

The little girl's face suddenly:

"This is the secret of 100% success rate!"

The sexy woman laughed happily:

"Self righteous girl."

"I'm kidding you. I'll take any list."

"Speaking of women..."

"Have you forgotten where you looked when you first saw me?"

The little girl frowned tightly, showing a thoughtful color.

A long time.

She looked down at herself and suddenly sighed:

"What you said is reasonable."

Immediately she raised her head unconvinced:

"But if it weren't for me last time, you'd be finished."

"At least half of the credit for you getting the title of" God killer "is mine."

The sexy woman nodded happily:

"Seventy percent. Be confident, Stephanie."

"Your ability is critical."

Face Sisco's praise.

The little girl was a little embarrassed.

She bowed her head and said:

"That's no good. Your assassination is also crucial."

"The credit is still fifty-five points..."

After a while.

She looked up seriously and said:

"I've just calculated carefully, but I'm more critical. I think 64 points of credit is a more appropriate result."

The sexy woman shrugged helplessly.

A farm appeared in front of the road.

Stephanie suddenly grabbed Sisco's clothes:

"Sisco."

"I want to pee!"

Sisco's expression suddenly became serious.

"How much do you think?"

Stephanie's expression was very strange, as if she was feeling something.

A long time.

Only then did she say:

"A little."

Sisco frowned:

"This is unreasonable... There should be a certain distance from the goal."

Stephanie clasped her legs and slowly relaxed her expression:

"It's all right now."

"But I have a bad feeling."

Sisco "hum".

The girl said positively:

"Your 100% success rate may be gone."

The expression of a sexy woman remains the same.

Just a little hoarse:

"Let's go."

evening.

Roger, who finished a divination, stood up slowly.

This divination was seriously disturbed.

He only saw the figure of two women, one big and one small.

They appeared on the eastern border of mauye in the south.

Nothing else.

It seems that this "Sisco the God killer" is really different from other extraordinary assassins.

But Roger was not very worried.

Many of his abilities are actually very limited to elite rogues.

Just before Sisco appeared.

Roger also imagined that the assassin League was a charity organization that sent a pile of cannon fodder after the death of a cannon fodder in some online articles of his previous life.

So he can brush a specialty in the rogue field.

It's a pity.

He just killed two old Yinbi.

The other party sent a "God killer" directly!

This disappointed Roger.

He got up and cleaned up for a while.

Then he left the camp alone.

The arrival of Sisco did not interrupt Roger's hunting rhythm.

this night.

He is going to make a final visit to the headquarters of the withered order.

Under the moonlight.

Roger walked all the way south along the "autumn Creek corridor".

The ladder cloud vertical fire is all open.

And in this process.

The altitude of the land under his feet began to rise slowly.

"Tip: you have entered the grey Deer Plain"

In front of a trident path.

Roger skillfully chose a path extending to the southwest.

Road signs.

This road leads to "deer hunting platform".

The "deep cold cave", the headquarters of the withered order, is right there.

The other two roads lead to thorny Valley and United Farm respectively.

These are all well-known place names in southern Muye.

In the previous stampede, Roger went to the United Farm once.

As for thorns valley.

It's too far. I haven't had time to patronize for the time being.

And entered the southern tomb field for so long.

Roger gradually felt the characteristics of this area.

The first is "earth University".

The area covered by mauye in the south is larger than the area of the north and south banks of the Sierra River combined!

A single "grey deer field" is the size of twoorthree "big wetlands".

Not to mention other areas around the grey Deer Plain.

Fortunately, the deep cold cave is in the northwest corner of the deer hunting platform.

It's not far from the underground camp.

Otherwise Roger will have to change the location of the camp.

The second is "thick fog".

It is different from the water mist in the marsh.

The fog in the southern cemetery seems to be the continuation of some kind of fog of war.

It is said that where the fog is thicker.

The more terrible demons are hidden.

Fortunately, this fog can not hinder the line of sight of real vision.

This virtually magnified Roger's advantage.

When I go to the spot tonight.

He doesn't have to go deep into the deep cold cave.

Just climb to the top of the deer hunting platform and have a look.

The third is "more remains".

When walking in the wild.

It's common to see fresh animal remains.

You can often see piles of withered bones with years on them.

It is said that this is because there are tombs of an ancient empire under this land.

That empire is not talon, nor etheric.

In the research of the truth society.

It is a country full of blanks.

Some people say that country has something to do with the curse.

Anyone who tries to enter the mausoleum group will be cursed forever.

Others say this is nonsense.

In these two statements.

Roger prefers the former.

The reason is that he once sensed the smell of curse on a collapsed underground palace entrance and Zombies thinking about life nearby.

to make a long story short.

In the southern cemetery, underground means absolute danger.

Roger will not act rashly until he finds a good brother who can provide curse resistance.

The fourth is "the speed of biological reproduction and growth is extremely fast".

In such a bad environment.

This land still supports a large population and a larger number of wild creatures.

The secret lies in this abnormal natural law.

Not only are the crops on the farm maturing fast.

Including human beings.

The reproduction and growth rate of all animals here is also many times faster than normal.

There are elk herds passing on the grey deer field from time to time.

Through the place.

The grass roots were wiped clean by eating.

But it won't take half a month.

The land swept by elk herds will breed brand-new turf.

There are also deer hunters who try to catch all the milu deer.

Within three months.

Deer can be seen frolicking on the deer hunting platform.

to make a long story short.

This is a land of curses and gifts.

The food chain here has its own system, unique ecology and strong exclusivity.

People here are also very exclusive——

Near the Union farm.

Roger tried to deal with people several times, but was eventually driven away indifferently.

Later, from the farm he saved.

Roger heard such a phenomenon:

All those who are willing to leave live near qiuxibao and are always waiting for the opportunity to go south.

The rest.

They all have persistent feelings for this land.

Xenophobia is just the outward expression of this feeling.

Hurriedly reviewed the ecological situation of the southern tomb field in my mind.

Roger came to a high point of the deer hunting platform.

Here is a watchtower built by deer hunters.

Because of the withered order.

This place has been deserted for a long time.

It's just cheap, Roger.

In the dark.

He climbed to the top of the tower briskly and looked out into the distance.

Everything around him was clearly displayed in front of him.

There is nothing unusual near the deep cold cave.

Northwest.

A group of "heartless believers" among the withered believers are chasing deer.

There are bonfires on the South Beach.

Roger frowned.

In his field of vision.

That area seems to be magnified countless times.

An adventurer in armor appeared in front of him!

"Tip: you found the camp of the new year church Crusade group"

"What the hell?"

"Spring Festival church? Is it the church that pulls people on the street?"

Roger jumped directly from the watchtower when he realized that things had changed.

Walk against the wind!

After 1 hour.

In the camp of the "Spring Festival church Crusade group".

On the lively bonfire square.

Fresh venison rolled on barbecue racks.

The smell of inferior ale permeated the air.

The sound of punching can be heard all the time.

In a nearby tent.

A woman's sob came faintly.

The adventurers in and out burst into unbridled laughter.

The edge of the square.

A one eyed man was talking in a low voice with a man dressed as a clergyman.

The big man's face was full of impatience.

But his tone was quite negotiable:

"Father, you have to let them vent..."

"They are mercenaries... Yes, yes, yes, I know in the name of the Spring Festival Church... The God of breeding is on..."

"What? Is it the God of farming and feeding? It's too complicated! Besides, what's wrong with the God of breeding? Go, go... In short, the God is on."

He weighed his words and said:

"Your notification was too sudden.

I know that the new year church has long been unhappy with the withered church.

But you only let me recruit a week ago.

It's quite good that I can bring so many people.

The official battle will be held in the evening of the day after tomorrow at the latest.

My experience is that just providing wine and meat is not enough.

Only in this way can they work for you. Otherwise, why do they come out to be mercenaries?

Isn't it good to be a farmer on the farm?

I will pay... "

The one eyed man's voice pressed down.

Because at this time.

A middle-aged man dressed as a Ranger walked past them.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to notice the conversation.

After walking.

He walked to an empty barbecue rack, grabbed the fresh venison next to him and roasted it.

"Let's talk over there."

The one eyed man dragged the priest into the dark.

Glanced at their leaving back.

Roger continued to bake the venison quietly.

Come all the way.

He made a general inquiry about one thing:

A week ago.

The Spring Festival church, which is quite powerful in the United Farm, suddenly began to recruit mercenaries.

They successfully formed a crusade group.

There is only one goal.

That is the deep cold cave on the deer hunting platform!

Before tonight.

They have hunted and killed a group of withered believers, with a number of about 80.

This made Roger feel distressed for a while.

meanwhile.

This extremely coincident time also made him suspicious.

He infiltrated the camp.

Prepare to inquire more information.

"But it seems inconvenient to go there in the tent area..."

Roger hesitated for a moment.

Two women dressed as mercenaries suddenly leaned over.

One of them is a sexy woman with breasts and buttocks.

She stood on the other side of the grill as if there were no one else.

Draw a sharp dagger from the belt of your thigh.

"Can we have a roast, please?"

She gave Roger a charming smile.

Roger's expression was very calm. He didn't nod or refuse, as if he had gone away.

The blade of the dagger slid gently over the rolling venison.

The aroma of roast meat continued to emanate.

Vaguely.

A cold light lit up.

However, at this time.

A sharp voice sounded beside the barbecue rack:

"Sister! I want to pee!"

The voice was so loud.

Almost the whole square heard it.

The cold awn faded.

Roaring laughter came from all around.

Several drunken mercenaries stumbled over, saying some vulgar words.

The sexy woman looked at the girl coldly:

"How much do you think?"

"Special!"

The girl almost broke her voice and screamed out:

"Special special special special special!"

"I want it now!"

Sexy woman's expression suddenly changed.

She bit her lip and looked at Roger with a smile:

"Excuse me."

Say it.

She put away the dagger, took the girl's hand and walked outside the camp.

Some malicious eyes swept over.

Several groups chose to act.

And more people choose to wait and see calmly.

In the darkness outside the camp.

A voice that no one else could hear sounded:

"Sisco."

"I saved your life again."

Next to the barbecue rack.

Roger, who had been indifferent, suddenly laughed.

The next moment.

He got up and left the barbecue.

Followed the ill intentioned mercenaries out.