Black Street Sewer, southern area.

A man dressed in a warrior charged forward, brought a whirlwind, and then waved his broadsword and slapped him hard, directly slapped a rat man ranger who had no time to react.

The crossbow was directly shot to the uneven wall of the sewer, and then fell down like a photo frame.

The body covered with gray fur instantly collapsed into a ball of mud, completely no longer as it had before.

This is the end if you are approached by a warrior.

"I got three silver coins! This rat man is much easier to kill than the Goblins! Right! Qilin!"

The soldier man whistled happily, jogged forward quickly, and directly cut off the head of the Rat Man Ranger with a short dagger. He hung it happily on his waist regardless of the blood.

Three hours have passed since the riot in the Rat Man Capital. Although it was almost dark outside, there were still many adventurers who planned to work hard all night in the sewer.

Anyway, as soon as I went out, there was a small shed for redemption rewards at the entrance of the black street. Stacks of copper and silver coins were placed naked on the table. As long as the rat head was brought, they would be redeemed on the spot.

There is also a matching tavern next to it. You can have a good sleep after drinking, which is a one-stop service.

"Don't be careless. Without my [Flying Arrow Protection], you are so aggressive that you have been shot into a hornet's nest long ago!"

A single ponytail girl about seventeen or eighteen years old replied indifferently.

Although she was wearing a grey robe of a wizard, she held a light crossbow in her hand.

He was shooting an ordinary rat man who was shocked and immovable. The short and long arrow was in the center of his eyebrows, and his tail feathers were still trembling slightly.

But this is normal. In the Ao Continent, there are too few magic positions for low-level mages and not many skills available.

Most of the positions are used to memorize and protect teammates or their own skills, such as [Magic Armor], [Flying Arrow Protection], [Environmental Adaptation], [Glue Soles of the Foot], etc.

Pure mages are really weak at low level without magical items.

After an encounter, the spell position may be consumed and then it will be in a paddling state.

It is a burden that needs to be protected, and an ordinary goblin may be able to kill her.

Therefore, choosing to use a light crossbow or part-time warrior is also a must-have choice for most low-level mages to take risks.

"hey-hey!"

The brave warrior scratched his head slightly and smiled.

No more talk, the mage lady in front of her was indeed nothing wrong. If it weren't for [Flying Arrow Protection], he would have been hit by the Rat Man Ranger's crossbow arrow in the first round.

"Don't be busy talking, the battle is not over yet!"

"It depends on whether you can go to the stove home to drink a full glass of oatmeal wine this time. This kind of outer piece is not common."

The sound also had a hissing sound of sharp weapons entering the flesh, and the unique counting method of the group leader Ryan also sounded.

"twenty!"

"forty!"

"Six...ah no, eighty!"

"Three Hundred and Eighty!"

In just a few breaths, as the second-level [Elite Swordsman] leader, Ryan, had already killed four ordinary rat men, one first-level rat men.

Ryan spoke, and naturally the two of them had no intention of continuing to quarrel. They rushed over and cleaned up the small gathering point of rat people.

They don't have to worry about these rats escaping, and the sewer pipeline has been blocked by things.

Only one gap was left, where two of his own teammates were guarding there, a dwarf warrior and a half-elf ranger.

In order to eat this small mouse gathering site, they spent a lot of time to arrange it.

It is for this moment that it is enough to harvest indulge in reaping.

The killing has not stopped...

Adventure group encirclements with such configurations of Ryan are very common in sewers.

The Rat Man clan was also surrounded by this sudden attack and had nowhere to escape.

In less than a day, the rat people clan was beaten to pieces without even organizing effective resistance.

But it’s not their fault. The sewers on the Black Street were intermittently pouring in almost hundreds of adventurers and seventy or eighty low-level teams.

The Rat Man, who has been comfortable in the sewer for several years, has completely forgotten that there are still adventurers.

After all, there are not many people going to the sewer in the Black Street Sewer, and there are no people going to the sewer without any trouble. They are poor and have no money.

Unless there is a real commission, few people are willing to attack monsters in the sewer with dirty, stinky, and poor vision.

But now, isn't it coming?

So, they were all enjoying this slaughter feast to earn generous rewards from the Duruen family.

However, there are always some strange teams of adventurers in the world who can make money while lying down, and they can still pass by the silver cute little cute ones.

for example......

"Boss! Where is this? Why didn't a rat man see it!"

A team of adventurers with relatively well-equipped squads, holding a torch, slowly advancing in the dark sewer.

One of the honest savages asked the captain Xirui in front of him.

The loudest sound spread to the entire sewer buzzing.

"Barne! Speak softly, even if there are rats, you will be scared away by your loud voice."

Sean, the warrior behind the hall, whispered.

"But there is really nothing! After walking for thirty minutes, the torch was almost burned out! I didn't see a single rat hair!"

"But I see that the rat heads pickled with lime powder are almost as tall as houses when they exchange the shed on the black street!"

"There is nothing here! I want to hug another girl to sleep at night!"

The barbarian Barn was a little indignant, not sure if it was because he didn't see the rat man, or because he was regretful when he was in trouble at night.

However, his voice was still a few degrees lower and no longer so buzzing.

"I just think about your thing all day! Bane! Sooner or later, you will die on this."

A beautiful female voice cursed fiercely. This was a short-haired female wanderer in leather armor. Obviously, she was not satisfied with her teammate.

"Menier! Death in a woman is also a kind of glory for the Northern people! If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense!"

Bane retorted and unconsciously stood up, but that was the only thing left.

Otherwise, this team will not be able to take risks, and it is better to disband directly on the spot.

"Don't worry! Bane! If I'm right, this place should be not far from the Rat Man Tribe. I remember I entered from the sewer in the southeast."

"Where is the east side of the black street? Head?"

Someone began to ask uncertainly.

"this?"

Xiri pointed in a direction with some uncertainty.

"My God! Boss! I thought you were no longer crazy when you took risks in the past few times, but I didn't expect you to be able to mess up the things and the things!"

Manila was so distressed that she was almost desperate about the captain.

If he hadn't had the second-level strength, he wouldn't have been the captain.

"Boss, let's go up quickly! I've had enough of the smell here! There's a smell of dirty sewers!"

Someone suggested.

"Oh well!"

Xi Rui, who knew that he had led the team astray again, had no choice but to spread his hands. He was still a little confused. Isn’t it the right side of the Black Street entrance East?

But he clearly saw many adventurers gathering there.

But I walked for a long time.

The team still couldn't find the sewer exit, and at this time, the wanderer Manil, who was on the right wing, suddenly said a little hesitantly.

"I think I can stop, I want to make it easier."

“I seemed to have drunk too much water in the morning…”

Seeing that the exit of the sewer was far away, she couldn't hold it in.

There are no monsters around here anyway.

"Well, go, we're waiting for you here."

Xiri stopped, and the other team members also stopped tacitly, preparing to wait for the female wanderer to solve her physiological needs before rushing to the next exit.

So, Manil found a relatively narrow gap and hid in it.

The gap here is quite long, and there is a corner at the end. I don’t know what it is, but McNeil doesn’t have the heart to think so much.

The right way to solve it quickly is. She squatted down quickly and prepared to fight and decide quickly.

Suddenly I felt a cold feeling behind me looking at me, as if I was being targeted.

Mai'er, who has [Sharp Intuition], quickly turned her head and looked, but the corner was still empty and there was nothing...
Chapter completed!