Marni Wilf was leading his caravan through the snow.
He had already left Lancaster City.
Although it was not impossible to enter the Lancaster Hideout directly from the city, he knew very well that the two new potions he had been selling in the city had attracted the attention of some people. If he entered the Hideout directly from the city, even if they would think that he had disappeared at first, they would definitely discover the entrance to the Hideout as time went by, and that would be troublesome.
That was why he would always take the long way around after selling his goods in the city, and enter the Lancaster sewers from the outside. After all, as a Player, he had the map of the sewers and didn't have to worry about getting lost …
But as the number of times he did this kept increasing, the situation was developing in the direction he least wanted to see.
The translucent human silhouette flew past Marni, nodding slightly at him.
"So, there really are people following us …"
Marni sighed.
His familiar spirit started gesturing again.
Marni looked at his dancing familiar spirit and raised an eyebrow. "There's quite a lot of people … More than thirty? Most of them are just hired refugees? That's good … "
He smiled, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.
If it was the sacred army of the Brilliant White Church that came looking for trouble, he swore that he would run as far as he could, and wouldn't continue selling goods in Lancaster until his level was higher.
But if it was just a bunch of refugees, it meant that the mastermind behind this was only capable of that much.
After Marni left the Silver Chime merchant guild, his convoy had been refurbished, and now all the coachmen and guards were Players!
Although other than Ivan, there were almost no veteran players who had changed classes, the newbie players had also grown during this period of time. Their average level was around Level 10. Not to mention the refugees, even if they were up against a regular army of the same number of people, they would still have a good chance of winning!
Soon, the leader of the convoy noticed that Marni was leading the convoy in circles aimlessly. Knowing that they had been exposed, they stopped wasting time and surrounded Marni's convoy with their numbers advantage.
Even if his familiar spirit had told Marni that most of them were refugees, Marni couldn't help sighing at the sight of their ragged clothes, shivering in the snow and trying their best to look like gangsters to boost their morale.
"Mr. Wilf, I think your cola business is very good." The leader on the other side was dressed quite well, and the guards on both sides of him were also well-equipped, looking very different from the refugees.
Perhaps thinking that he had three times Marni's number and that victory was in his grasp, he smirked. "I wonder if you're interested in me joining in? Let's all get rich together?"
"Oh, not interested." Marni answered straightforwardly, not bothering to engage in bureaucratic banter.
"…" Marni's expression darkened at once. He glared at Marni's cold expression and threatened coldly, "You'd better think this through. I can still let you be the boss and share the cake with me now, but if you don't know what's good for you, I'll have to use a little more violent means to make you give up your supply, and even your workshop!"
"Ah, I've thought it through. I'm not interested," Marni replied.
Marni felt as if white smoke was rising from the man's head, though he wasn't sure if it was because he was angry or because he realized that he had been tricked.
Still, it was certain that the negotiations would break down.
"Beat them up! Take whatever you want from them and their car! "
As soon as the other party gave the order, the refugees charged towards the players.
"Although I sympathize with you lot, let me give you a warning. If you attack us, you'd better be prepared to be killed …"
But before Marni could finish, several refugees who had taken a liking to his cotton clothes attacked him.
Marni could only sigh in the face of such a situation.
"Alright, you asked for it." He seemed to have given up on resisting, his hands hanging down naturally as he said softly, "I'm a man of steel."
In the next split second, a golden-red armor flew out of nowhere and assembled over Marni's body with clanking sounds, finally forming a seamless set of metal armor!
The sudden change left the charging refugees dumbfounded. Even the leader who was not far away was surprised for a moment, and then his eyes showed greed for Marni's armor.
"Jarvis!"
Marni cried out softly, and his familiar spirit turned into a pale blue light that wrapped around the armor, causing blue light to flicker between the gaps.
It was an interesting phenomenon that Marni had discovered after experimenting. Normally, if a Spirit Swordsman walked the path of the Evil Sword, their familiar spirit would wrap around their weapon to increase the power of their swordsmanship.
But in fact, there was a branch in the skill tree of Warriors that gave up on the 'sword' and relied solely on their body to attack, and the representative skill was the [Suplex] that could be learned at Level 3!
So what would the effect of using the Evil Sword path's familiar spirit to wrap around a person without a sword? The answer was that the familiar spirit would wrap itself around the armor that was considered a weapon! In such a situation, the attributes of the entire set of armor would increase by leaps and bounds. Back Throw, a grappling skill, would naturally be much more powerful!
It was the path of ascension that Marni had come up with after fumbling around.
By the way, it should be mentioned that Jarvis was the name recommended by Marni's Department (West) when he made the pact with his familiar spirit, and he didn't change it since he thought it was good …
"[Diamond Shattering Palm]! [Sky Double Echo]! [Desolate Dragon Tooth]! Aura aura aura aura aura aura! You're already dead! "
The golden-red armor unleashed a series of skills at the refugees in front of it at shocking speed. The leader of the refugees nearby couldn't even see Marni's fists, and could only see countless afterimages that resembled raindrops as the refugees surrounding Marni were literally blown up into a rain of blood!
It wasn't just Marni — the other Players were refugees as well, but it was precisely because they had been refugees that they understood how precious this life was. Naturally, they wouldn't allow others to destroy their lives out of pity, and so they decisively killed the refugees that surrounded them.
In a single exchange, the enemy suffered heavy casualties.
Even the escorts with decent equipment weren't a match for the Players. It was obvious that the escorts were skilled in martial arts, but they didn't have much experience in fighting, and so were killed by the Players who had gone through life and death trials.
"Wait, you can't kill me, I can give you money …"
That was when the leader finally panicked. Seeing that begging for mercy wouldn't work, he tried to flee, but was easily intercepted by Marni.
Seeing that he couldn't escape, he roared at Marni with a savage expression, "Just you wait … my father will avenge me!"
With those words, his body rapidly inflated like a balloon.
Realizing that things were bad, Marni tried to dodge, but the leader's body had already exploded. If it wasn't for his mask, his black blood would have splattered all over Marni's face.
"Damn it, this guy doesn't look like he's that ruthless." Marni muttered gloomily.
That was when Ivan, who had cleared out the other enemies, walked over and looked at Marni curiously. "Huh? Why are you losing HP?"
"What? What the hell! Why is there a poison effect on me?! Aaaaah, this guy's shit is poisonous! Damn it, I'm going to die again … "
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