Chipango looked at the figure in the distance quietly. After a moment of hesitation, he slowly moved forward, trying not to make any sound. He was a real mixed-race child who grew up with his mother. He didn't know who his father was, but he knew that his mother was not human.
A long time ago, his mother had followed the Medusa tribe to the surface to participate in the war. Unfortunately, she had become a captive. Because of her rare beauty, his mother had escaped the fate of being tortured and killed. Unfortunately, she could not escape another fate, which was rape!
In his memory, there would be many men pouncing on his mother's bed every day. Day after day, year after year, all kinds of men would change, but the process was always the same, until his mother was strangled to death by a few noblemen who were looking for excitement.
No matter how miserable her fate was, as an intelligent being, there would always be something unforgettable. His mother was the same. Gerald, this was a horrible name. But every time his mother mentioned this name, her face would become unusually gentle, because it was Gerald who took away his mother's chastity. Although Gerald would never show mercy to a woman, and that night might have brought unforgettable pain to his mother, his mother had long regarded Gerald as her husband, and often told him that he was Gerald's child!
When the guests were violent, his mother would imagine that it was Gerald's violence. When the guests were gentle, his mother would imagine that it was Gerald's gentleness. At first, he didn't understand why his mother deliberately lived in an illusion. But later, he understood that she couldn't live without it. Even if she raised him wholeheartedly, she still couldn't live!
He hated that man, especially after his mother was strangled to death. But he also knew that if he continued to stay in the Holy Crown City, he, as a descendant of the Abyss Race, would be tortured to death sooner or later. So he took out the money that his mother had secretly saved and left the Holy Crown City.
In the end, a thief became his teacher and took him to the Isolated Cliff City. When he first came to the Tarasha Mountains to train, he was ready to die. But things were always so strange. Those who didn't want to die fell in front of him one by one. But he, who wanted to die, experienced one bloody battle after another, miraculously survived, and became stronger and stronger.
From his mother, he inherited the special skill of the Medusas, the Night Vision Eye! The Night Vision Eye was actually not very useful, but combined with the profession of a thief, it became a very useful skill! No matter where it was, as long as it was covered by the night, it would become Chipango's kingdom. He could easily find all the enemies, even thieves who used the Invisibility Spell! Everything that had the characteristics of life turned into bright red shadows in his field of vision. He could see everything at a glance!
Just like the enemy hiding in the tree, Chipango sneered inwardly. Did he think he wouldn't be discovered by hiding in that place? Idiot!
While Chipango was sneering, Han Jin was sneering as well. The thief had just walked over while stepping on ghosts, and there were two strange-looking insects hanging on his back. Did he want to fight? Interesting!
Finally, Chipango approached the tree and slowly looked up. The red shadow was still sitting there.
Han Jin calmly adjusted his breath. He was waiting for the other party to make a choice. If the other party just came to observe, he wouldn't attack. Instead, he would quietly follow the other party and find the whole mercenary team. Once and for all, the best plan would be to get rid of the trouble. If the other party didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, then he would have no other choice but to capture him alive.
After a while, Chipango quietly climbed up the tree. His movements were very careful and slow, almost inch by inch. It was obvious that he was a very patient person. Unfortunately, he couldn't see the two insects floating in the air and moving with his body.
Han Jin helplessly stretched. At this moment, a very weak scream came from afar. Chipango's body suddenly stiffened. Although the scream was even weaker than the sound of insects, he could tell that it was his companion's scream!
Attack? Go back? Chipango quickly made his choice. He quietly slid down the tree again. After about 20 meters, he couldn't control his emotions anymore. His body appeared out of thin air and quickly slithered through the forest like a snake.
Soon, he rushed back to the temporary camp of his companions. A scene that would make one's eyes pop out appeared in front of him. All of his companions, including the generous and generous captain, were lying in a pool of blood. The blood flowing out of seven or eight people had already gathered into a blood fountain.
On a rock next to him sat a red shadow. Actually, the Night Vision Eye had its disadvantages. He couldn't tell who was who, and he couldn't tell if the other party was deliberately hiding themselves. For example, if the other party was a rogue, he couldn't tell if the other party was using Invisibility. However, he usually hid his weakness very well, so no one noticed.
Chipango could only pretend that the other party didn't exist. He bent down and carefully examined the injuries of his companions. He suddenly realized that all the wounds were exactly the same. Their necks were cut open, and some were almost cut off. This made his hair stand on end. A rogue! A Thief with unimaginable strength!!
"You don't know how to be polite," the red shadow said indifferently. The red figure sitting on the rock said indifferently, "Seeing that I'm sitting here, shouldn't you at least greet me? Are you blind? "
Chipango finally confirmed that the other party didn't use Invisibility. However, this arrogant attitude made his heart even colder. He forced himself to control his emotions and said in a low voice, "Sir, don't you think you're too cruel?!"
"You can't blame me. They didn't listen to my advice." The red shadow jumped down from the rock. "Now, it's your turn to make a choice!"
"Me?" Chipango hurriedly took a few steps back. He knew very well that the other party was an extremely dangerous person. He had to keep a certain distance.
"We'll accept this mission," the red shadow said slowly. "Are you willing to give up, or stay and cause trouble for us?"
"Do I have any other choice now?" Chipango replied in a cold voice. "My companions were all killed by you. What can I do by myself?"
"Your companions deserved to die," the red shadow said in a sarcastic tone. The red shadow said in a mocking tone, "The mission target is a Grand Mage. Do you think you can deal with an Eleventh Order powerhouse with your own strength? Other than alerting the target, what else can you do? "
"The person who issued the mission made it very clear. The magus is very young and has almost no experience surviving in the forest. If you hadn't appeared, we might have had a chance," Chipango said hatefully.
"So … you're going to cause trouble for us?" The red shadow's tone turned cold.
Chipango took a deep breath and took out a magic scroll. He threw it out. It was an illumination spell. Only this spell could temporarily disable his night vision.
A thin face with an incomparably cold gaze appeared. Chipango's eyes suddenly widened. Although the other party didn't move, he couldn't help but take two steps back. With a trembling voice, he said, "Gibran, it's … it's you!"
"Haha, you just recognized me?"
Chipango almost instinctively used Invisibility. Although he controlled his emotions in time to avoid any misunderstandings, he still looked around as if he was looking for someone.
"No need to look," Gibran said calmly. "Because of some special reasons, Edwina didn't come. Otherwise, do you think you'd still be alive?"
"So that's why you're talking nonsense with me, right?" Chipango showed a bitter smile. Before he recognized the other party, he was still secretly speculating about the other party's background. Now that he recognized the other party, he had completely given up. The gap between them was too big! The person he wanted to kill the most was Gerald. It was Gerald who caused his mother's miserable fate. With Gerald's status, he could have protected a prisoner of war. However, Gerald didn't do anything!
He didn't return to the Holy Crown City because he knew the gap between him and Gerald. It was the same now. The gap between him and Gerald was the same as the gap between him and Gibran. He might be able to escape from Gibran, but it was impossible for him to avenge his companions!
"It's not nonsense. I know you have a skill similar to the Eye of Truth. So, I'm willing to talk to you." Gibran said softly, "How about it? Have you made your decision? "
Chipango didn't say anything. He understood the other party's meaning. He had the ability similar to the Eye of Truth, which made Gibran, who was also a thief, feel troubled. That was why Gibran was willing to talk to him. Otherwise, with Gibran's strength and character, he wouldn't have wasted his breath.
After a long silence, Chipango finally opened his mouth, "They're all my companions. After I bury them, I'll leave. Don't worry." He chose to compromise. A long time ago, he picked up a stick and beat up a customer who deliberately tortured his mother. As a result, his mother suffered even more, and he was almost beaten to death. Since then, he had understood that there were many times when he had to compromise, even if it was temporary.
"Don't let me down." Gibran's tone softened a little. He then turned and walked into the forest.
When Gibran's figure completely disappeared, Chipango finally relaxed. Looking at his companions who used to be alive and kicking had turned into corpses, although he no longer cared about the joys and sorrows of life because of his miserable experience when he was young, the scene in front of him still touched him greatly. One life after another disappeared in the blink of an eye. It was them today, but who would it be tomorrow?
Chipango's reddish eyes became moist as he knelt on the ground with a thud. At this moment, a figure strangely rose from behind him and chopped at Chipango's neck with a palm. The other party's timing was too insidious. Chipango had already lost his mind. When he realized something was wrong, he only felt darkness in front of his eyes and fainted on the ground.
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