There is a Light Spike in this square! A very powerful Light Spike. "

"What!? Another collision?" The female player suddenly covered her mouth and let out a low cry. She instinctively took out a dagger and held it horizontally in front of her. But then she put the dagger away in panic, raised her fist instead, and asked nervously, "Who's hurt?"

The bespectacled fat man looked around but didn't say anything. Another tall and thin man said in a deep voice, "He Zu is dead."

The female player's pupils shrank at first, but then she slowly breathed a sigh of relief when no one else could see.

"What now?"

“Now that I’ve been targeted, I’m afraid it won’t be easy to get away. I knew that if this thing was so easy to get, it would have been taken away long ago.

Now we can only be vigilant and retreat first. We haven't had a direct conflict with the enemy yet. The fact that they only killed one person should be a warning.

If we retreat, we can withdraw from this struggle and perhaps save our lives."

The fat man looked very calm, but the cold sweat on his forehead still revealed his inner anxiety and uneasiness.

The opponent was too strong. He killed the strongest teammate in this trial in one encounter. He didn't even see where the opponent was. He only saw a few iron spikes inserted in front of his feet and then flashed past, and He Zu was shattered into a pile of rotten meat.

With this level of assassination, if the other party takes one more step, who will be the next to die?

So the fat man was scared and kept backing away, but the tall and thin man next to him was obviously unwilling to give in.

"Just one step away, that legendary dagger is just one step away!"

"Oh, stop daydreaming. Think about it, if the Iron Spike is so powerful, no one dared to grab the dagger. What does this mean?

This means that the man in black robe holding the [Gift of Wounds] will be even more powerful than him!

The assassin was afraid, so he didn't rush to snatch the dagger, but he was protecting his food. In this fight, we are not even a dish. Let's retreat quickly while we are not targeted.

Living is the kingly way.

Besides, you have already witnessed two pieces of history, aren't you satisfied?"

The tall and thin man was anxious: "I used an extremely precious 'Past Relived' card! I am so fucking at a loss. If I had known that I couldn't get it, why did I come here!"

"......" After hearing this, the female player behind him said with a strange look on her face, "Don't worry, maybe we can't get the [War] Assassin either? It's not like we don't have any chance at all, right?"

This remark suddenly woke up the other party, and the tall and thin man nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, yes, yes, things of this level are only available to those who are destined to get them, and it is not certain who will get them.

Even if they find it, they may not be able to take it away.

No, I have to mark this history and write myself in it, so that I can come again next time, and if I come more often, I will get it one day! ”

As he spoke, the tall and thin man opened a history book and wrote down the scene in great detail.

There was a flash of light, and history was tampered with again.

It seems that [nothingness] has indeed eroded [existence], so [existence] has repaired history in a reasonable way, and this way is to allow a singer of [memory] to appear here and remember everything he encounters.

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