The Hunter Assessment had ended, but the storm caused by this assessment had just begun.
A magic scroll that could be sold for 1,000 gold coins, and the cost of a blank memory scroll was only 80 gold coins.
Naturally, there were a lot of people who wanted to do such a profitable business with little capital.
But soon, some people found out that the magic scroll they bought could not be copied.
If anyone tried to copy the scroll, the scroll would immediately self-destruct and be destroyed. What was certain was that the person who made this combat magic scroll had already anticipated that someone would copy it. He had drawn an anti-copy fire magic array on the magic scroll.
As a result, the B-level assessment battle in Mount Daoye became even more mysterious.
The people who bought the scroll saw it as something they could show off. These days, the most common question the hunters in Mount Daoye would ask when they met wasn't about the weather or what kind of mission they had. Instead, it was about whether they had bought the combat magic scroll or not.
At this time, no one cared about the failure of the assessment, the whereabouts of the Black Valiant Hunter Team.
On a moonless night, outside the Hunter Acropolis of Mount Daoye, there were only a few crooked short trees on the boundless plain.
Black Two and Black Three bent their backs and knelt on the ground. In front of them stood a man.
The man's back was facing the two of them, so they could not see his face. But his stalwart body and the aura of death emitted from him made the plain even colder.
The man held an open combat magic scroll in his hand. This scroll was the B-level assessment battle that took place in the arena of Mount Daoye two days ago.
When the summoner from Huangteng approached Black Four and cut off his wrist, the man groaned and closed the magic scroll in his hand.
"That's not a great fighting skill. It's just a medical skill. The other side used a doctor's knife technique." The man's tone was cold enough to drip water. His voice fell into the ears of Black Two and Black Three, and the two could not help but shiver.
A doctor's knife technique. They were warriors of the Later Qin Dark Camp, but they lost in the hands of a doctor!
Black Two and Black Three felt as if they had been slapped twice in the face. The boss was dead, the fourth was also dead. They didn't even have time to take the bodies away. They just hurriedly bought this battle magic light axis in order to find out the real origin of the summoner.
He thought that the other side would be an extraordinary expert or a spy sent by the Great Zhou Country, but who would have thought that she was just a doctor.
"You failed your mission and exposed your identity as Later Qin spies. I don't need to teach you what to do." The man still did not turn around, but his words had already sentenced Black Two and Black Three to death.
Originally, Black Two and Black Three did not have to die, but their identity had been seen through. Coupled with this magic scroll, if they returned to Later Qin, it was equivalent to exposing the entire Dark Camp. The two brothers would die.
"Dark Prince, please let us go. We have beheaded nearly a hundred Zhou State C-class hunters. We have completed the mission given to us by the organization. Please!" Black Two and Black Three begged, wanting to live.
It turned out that the man in black was the Crown Prince of Later Qin.
The Dark Prince of Later Qin was famous among the five countries of the mainland. His Dark Camp was the best spy and assassination organization in Later Qin.
In the Dark Camp, there were 50 first-class warriors, all of whom were above the Martial Great Master level. There were 300 second-class warriors, all of whom were above the Martial Venerable level. There were 1000 third-class warriors, all of whom were above the Great Master level.
Although the four brothers were only at the Martial Venerable level, they were cunning and cruel. In the past two years, there was a trend of them advancing from third-class warriors to second-class warriors.
Losing four quasi second-rate martial artists in one go gave the Dark Crown Prince a headache.
"Okay, I'll give you a chance. I'll count to ten. After ten, I'll make a move. If you can escape, I'll let you live." The Dark Prince seemed to be unable to bear it. As soon as he finished speaking, Black Three, who was kneeling on the ground, jumped up and ran desperately to the open field in the south.
Black Two, on the other hand, was like a fool. He knelt on the ground and did not move.
The Dark Prince did not even lift his eyelids. He could only hear him counting in a low voice, "One, two …"
When he counted to ten, Black Three had already run thousands of meters away.
At such a distance, only a magician could succeed in one shot. However, the Dark Prince was a warrior.
A warrior whose cultivation was unpredictable and had never shown his skills in front of his subordinates.
The wind seemed to be blowing stronger.
Black Two, who was kneeling on the ground, did not even dare to lift his head.
He could only see the Dark Prince's feet.
Suddenly, the pair of dark-colored boots disappeared. The Dark Prince's figure merged into the night.
In the distance, Black Three, who was running with all his might, burst into a bloody mist. His body was torn in half.
The Dark Prince's hand was covered with fine scales. It did not look like a human's hand at all. He pierced through Black Three's body with his bare hands. Both Black Three and Black Two saw how he did it.
Black Three, who was wearing armor, had no resistance at all. He was torn in half alive.
In the dark night, the Dark Prince's eyes emitted a scarlet light.
His face was also revealed.
It was a resolute, masculine face with a head of wild black hair.
The Dark Prince was like a lone wolf in the desert. He casually threw Black Three's body away like a piece of paper.
"Why didn't you run?" The Dark Prince did not kill Black Two immediately. If he remembered correctly, Black Two was the most meticulous one among the four brothers of the Black Family.
"The Dark Prince has successfully merged with the blood of the King of Beasts. In this world, other than those top existences, no one can escape from your hands." Black Two's face was pale. Within a few days, he was the only one left among the four brothers of the Black Family.
Life and death were no longer that frightening to him.
"You're smart. Tell me a reason not to kill you." The fine scales on the Dark Prince's hand quickly faded. His hand returned to its original appearance. It was a pair of exquisite, aristocratic hands.
"This subordinate knows that I've disgraced Later Qin and deserve to die. However, when this subordinate went to Mount Daoye this time, I met someone. I believe that the Dark Prince will be interested in his whereabouts. "Black Two licked his dry lips. He wanted to make up for his mistake.
"Who is it?" The Dark Prince seemed to be interested.
"Immortal Residence, Holy Wind King." Then, Black Three tore open a wound on his forehead. That wound was left a few days ago when he was ambushed by a stone in the arena. There was still a portion of elven magic power left on the wound.
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