Under the cold moonlight.
Two guards of the Rossad Chamber of Commerce were patrolling. Because the Chamber of Commerce had stored a lot of goods, the security here had always been very tight. It was quite tiring at this time. Two guards of the caravan were chatting, talking about which house in Port Tylon had the prettiest prostitutes. Basically, starting from middle age, these people who relied on force to make a living would turn to more stable jobs. The caravan went out to sea with some young guards, and the more mature ones were used to stay behind and guard because they had more experience.
The shadow in the darkness twisted.
The older guard, who might be in his forties, stopped in his tracks. His intuition was strong after a long time of fighting, and he almost immediately wanted to pull out his weapon. Unfortunately, it was too late. A scimitar with a cold gleam pierced through his back, almost coming out of his body. Then, another scimitar swung towards the person next to him, chopping off his head on the spot and breaking it in half. Because he used his left hand, Søren did not directly cut off the head. He only cut off the neck bone, and there was still a piece of flesh attached to the neck. The whole bloody head was hanging on the back, and it would be cut off by another three centimeters.
Blood gushed out in large amounts.
Søren raised his leg to support the fallen body with a cold expression, avoiding the obvious sound of collision. He gently pulled out the curved sword, and then dragged the two bodies to the corner. So far, he had not found enough enemies to threaten him. The enemies he had killed so far were at grade 3. Except for a more troublesome trap near the warehouse, most of the people had fallen asleep. Many of them were strong ordinary people, and the main force of the caravan seemed to have gone out to sea.
Søren had killed twenty-six people.
The smell of blood in the air had become much stronger. If someone woke up, they might be discovered. There was not much time left for him.
The cold killing intent was gathering little by little.
Every time he killed an enemy, the cold light in Søren's eyes condensed. He had no mercy in his heart. After quietly entering a room, he immediately waved his sword and killed the five people sleeping inside. One of them seemed to have woken up, but before he could react, a cold light had already chopped off his head. Søren quietly sheathed his sword and retreated. The courtyard was quite large, and he had to kill the other targets as soon as possible.
"Who!?"
The smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger, and it finally alerted the experts in the Chamber of Commerce. In the backyard, a fierce-looking man suddenly opened his eyes and picked up the weapon beside the bed. He pushed open the door and looked around. He immediately let out a loud shout. Then, a chaotic sound rang out nearby. Following that, a dozen men holding swords and weapons rushed out with disheveled clothes. This man seemed to be an important figure in the Chamber of Commerce. The others gathered around him. At the same time, he ordered, "Enemy invasion! Wake the others up! "
The shadow behind him twisted.
An inexplicable chill made all the hairs on his body stand on end, and he couldn't help but feel stiff. When he lowered his head to look at his chest, a machete had already pierced through his heart. The bone-piercing chill seeped into his blood vessels, and he could see wisps of frost appearing on the wound. Søren didn't cover his face. Since he wanted to kill all the targets, there was no need for him to cover his face. After finishing off the Warrior who was about grade 3, Søren raised his finger and shot out a wave of Arcane Missiles.
A thug who couldn't react in time was instantly hit in the head. His nose was directly blown off, and the center of his face was caved in.
This was just an ordinary person.
Maybe it was a Warrior who had just advanced. Such an enemy couldn't even take one hit from him.
"Brute Strength."
Although he killed the leader of the Chamber of Commerce in one hit, the number of people alone still gave the other guards a little courage. Obviously, someone wanted to sound the alarm bell, but unfortunately, he was shot dead by Søren's crossbow. Omnipotent Hands enhanced his accuracy, and he shot the enemy in the head on the spot. Soran pulled out his other curved sword and dashed toward the dozen or so guards in front of him. He leaped up and stepped on the roof beam, causing the beam to tremble. In an instant, his curved sword slashed through the air and slit the throats of two of the guards.
A trace of fear spread.
Obviously, many people were frightened, and at the same time, some wanted to escape and ask for help.
Søren's expression was quite cold. He directly rushed toward the enemies who were ten times his number, and then blood splattered in the sky, and broken limbs fell to the ground. After a minute and a half, Søren sheathed his sword. Behind him were twelve corpses with their throats cut. There was a scream of horror in the dark, which alarmed the other Chambers of Commerce nearby, but it seemed that no one dared to come over. The smell of blood in the air had become very strong.
Søren took out the crossbow expressionlessly and shot the target who screamed.
There were not many living people left.
He glanced around coldly, then lit a torch and threw it directly toward the warehouse. The mission given by the Naga Siren priest was to kill all of them. He did not have much time to clean up the battlefield. He could only pick up some valuable things and take them away, then kill the rest of the targets.
This was only the first clearing point. He had to burn the ships in the port later.
It must be done within half an hour!
Otherwise, the guards of Port Tylon may be dispatched. Although he was helping the Sea Temple deal with the betrayers, it was not suitable to fight directly with the guards.
Port Tylon, the port.
Søren threw the corpse with its throat cut into the sea, and then jumped to the surface of the sea. He jumped from a height of more than ten meters, but he did not fall into the sea. Instead, he jumped directly on the surface of the sea, and then jumped ten meters away as if he was stepping on the ground. This was the power of Levitation. This spell was used by Wizards to levitate, but for Rogues, it had the effect of a top-notch Lightness Skill. Søren did not need to be completely levitated. He only needed to levitate to transfer the force, and he could complete many super-difficult movements.
For example, the ability to climb was considered useless by many people.
But for Søren, as long as he jumped, he could grab an object with one hand and jump 360 degrees, and a group of enemies below would be stunned.
Many basic abilities could not be ignored in battle!
"Rumble."
There was a loud noise, and then two large ships turned into a sea of fire. One of them had begun to sink.
Søren frowned and looked at the blood all over his body, and then disappeared into the darkness. The first wave of cleansing today had been completed. Presumably, his performance should be able to satisfy the Naga Siren priest because there were almost no survivors tonight. Søren's targets were about to reach three digits!
Once upon a time, he was also able to dance unparalleled in the crowd.
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Port Tylon was not calm today.
Because people had died last night, and many of them had died.
The stronghold of the Rossad Chamber of Commerce near the port was completely wiped out. There were more than fifty people inside, and not a single one was left alive. Most of them had their throats slit. There was almost no trace of resistance throughout the entire process. It was almost a one-sided massacre. Moreover, at dawn, their ship, which was docked near the harbor, caught fire. The sailors on board were either burned to death or had their throats slit. Only a few people who went out to seek pleasure survived, but they were already scared out of their wits, and no one knew where they were hiding.
The whole port Tylon was shaken.
Overnight, the name "Throat Cutter" spread throughout the port, causing many vicious and merciless bastards to tremble.
Nearly a hundred lives were lost!
To be able to kill so many people in one night, it was definitely a quasi-legendary assassin.
There was no trace of a large-scale attack at the scene.
The killer could be just one person!
People with discerning eyes could see that there was the shadow of the Sea Temple behind this, because the guards of port Tylon were just cleaning up the mess and had no intention of catching the murderer. The only ones who moved were the followers of the Storm Lord. After all, the group of merchants had converted to the Storm Lord. If they did not do anything, it would definitely dampen the enthusiasm of the followers. People with a little eyesight knew that this was a competition between the two temples. No one would be crazy enough to get involved in such a battle.
Because it was too dangerous!
The Sea Temple.
Søren's figure appeared in the shadows. The Naga Siren had been waiting here for a long time. There was a smile on her dark green face, and she said slowly, "Very good! I am very satisfied with your efficiency! This group of betrayers deserves such a thunderous punishment! "
"You don't have to worry about the other fish that escaped the net. I will arrange for people to kill them."
"You need to be careful recently. The followers of the Storm Lord seem to be on the move. They are tracking down who killed the group of betrayers. But it doesn't matter too much. The power of the Sea Goddess cannot be underestimated. They will not directly attack you. At most, they will hire some adventurers. I will secretly send people to help you, and the other party will not dare to fight openly. "
"The faith of the Goddess has been stabilized."
"Those who were ready to change their faith have all been honest. It seems that they should understand the consequences of betraying the faith of the Sea Goddess."
"You come with me."
"You should be rewarded for your performance last night. I have also prepared some helpers for you. Maybe you are interested in serving the Sea Goddess. Whether it is wealth or power, the Sea Temple can give you what you want. "
The belief of evil gods did not require love, but only awe and fear from the followers.
The Naga Siren priest smiled and led Søren to the back of the hall. It seemed that after killing the first batch of targets, her mood had become better.
More importantly, the group of people who were ready to move because of benefits were all honest.
Fear could keep faith for a long time!
In the future, no matter who wanted to betray the faith of the Sea Goddess, they would have to think about their end today. However, the deterrence last night was not enough. These guys had to be afraid of the consequences of betraying their faith.
The killing should not stop.
More blood must be used to tell them the price of betraying their faith! The reputation of the Sea Goddess had never been born out of kindness!
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