Heroes of the Invincible Undead

"Elliot..."

Outside the venue for the mercenary assessment, I saw that the swordsman holding a giant sword easily won the siege of three B-rank mercenaries, and even without much effort, the enemies fell to the ground with serious injuries. As a freelancer chamber of commerce in the mercenary camp The person in charge, Rank's eyes gradually changed.

As Elliott's results in the assessment spread, the person in charge naturally also alerted him. For such an existence with the potential to become an S-rank mercenary, he also took over the assessment immediately.

"Do you still want to continue the assessment? This time you will face three A-level mercenaries at the same time."

After the nearby discussions subsided a little, Rank asked actively.

"continue."

Soon, low words came from under the helmet that covered the entire face. Rank couldn't see the man's expression, but he thought that what existed under the helmet should be a resolute face.

"Go find the people from the Shadow Mercenary Group, Illot's next assessment will be handed over to them." No longer looking at the swordsman, Rank turned around and quickly ordered.

Hearing this, Ranke's face changed slightly, and his entire body trembled subconsciously, but he didn't raise any objection. He quickly passed through the crowd and ran towards the mercenary camp at the rear. Soon, under his leadership, Several imposing mercenaries in black armor also appeared in everyone's eyes.

With the appearance of the few mercenaries, there seemed to be a chilling atmosphere in the field. The mercenaries who were originally noisy and chaotic, at this moment, even their voices became quieter.

"It's from the Shadow Mercenary Corps... That Elliot is in trouble."

"He's dead, let alone ending the assessment as a B-rank mercenary, even surviving is a problem. I thought he could become the next hero Kenlo, but I didn't expect to stop there."

With the appearance of those mercenaries, the others around them also changed their previous views on Elliot, and sighed with embarrassment, and their words were full of dislike for Elliot.

"No... my gold coins..." The brown-haired mercenary who had just placed his bet felt even more desperate when he saw this scene, but he didn't dare to make trouble at the Yaojin Merchant Group's market. The fate of it is much more serious than losing gold coins.

On the side, Berry and Graal, who had just arrived outside the venue, also had a premonition of what was about to happen.

"The people from the Shadow Mercenary Group? Damn it, there are so many high-level mercenaries in the mercenary camp, how could it be their turn to test Elliot?" After realizing the identity of the visitor, Graal couldn't help but scolded, his face There was also a bit of panic, and it was hard to find a mercenary with decent strength who was willing to perform this task. I didn't expect that what was waiting for him would end like this.

"Those mercenaries, what happened to them?" Berry asked with some doubts, seemingly aware of the change in Graar's eyes.

Graal sighed: "I have only heard the rumors of the Shadow Mercenary Group. They are all powerful. In the mercenary camp, they are specially responsible for dealing with those difficult tasks. The most important thing is that other mercenaries have not. The assassination mission that can be completed. There are rumors that they are simply the top assassins in the Thieves Guild, just to make a name in the Freelance Chamber of Commerce for the gold coins of the business group."

Hearing this, Berry covered her mouth in astonishment. Her gaze couldn't help but focus on the person headed by the black armored mercenaries. The man had a tragic scar on his face and one eye was completely necrotic, but he didn't have any. Covering up, this actually added a bit of ferocity to him, and anyone who looked at him would involuntarily turn their eyes away.

At this moment, Berry couldn't help but feel a little worried in her heart. Thinking of Lord Lord Rhode's identity as a necromancer, she could not help but want to rush to the stage and stop the assessment after she would most likely fall into a disadvantage in front of those mercenaries. But when she saw Rhode's unhurried movement of wiping the giant sword, she finally held back.

"Rod... it's better if nothing happens to you." At this moment, she couldn't help praying secretly.

Soon, the three mercenaries also came to the middle of the assessment venue.

"Lord Lanke, is he the subject of our assessment?" The Scar Mercenary greeted respectfully in front of the person in charge of the mercenary camp.

"He looks extremely weak, my poisoned dagger will slit his throat." Beside him, another thin-faced mercenary said while licking the dagger in his hand.

"Don't be careless." The last of the three, shrouded in robes and looking like a spellcaster, reminded slowly.

In the face of several people's inquiries, Rank nodded: "You all know the rules of the assessment, so I won't say more."

After receiving Rank's confirmation, the thin-faced mercenary let out a strange smile, while the scarred mercenary turned his gaze, took two steps forward, and said to the swordsman:

"Before the assessment begins, I have to remind you that our assessment is different from what you have met before. After the assessment begins, you have no right to admit defeat. The assessment is only over if you leave the assessment venue. If you are in the assessment After you die, everything on you will be obtained by us as trophies, and others have no right to interfere in this matter, do you understand?"

As he spoke, the nearby mercenaries fell silent one after another, remembering the rumors of the Shadow Mercenary Group, which was not something they could interfere with.

The swordsman seemed to have heard his words, and looked at Rank on the side: "Is that so?"

Rank nodded: "As high-level mercenaries, they have the right to change the content of the assessment to a certain extent."

"I like your weapon very much. While you can still talk, you might as well tell me its origin. Maybe this will save you from death." A long knife appeared in the hands of the scarred mercenary, following him 's words, the atmosphere in the field also became solemn. At this moment, the nearby mercenaries couldn't help but slow down for half a beat even if they were breathing.

"Haha..." The swordsman replied with a burst of ridicule.

"What are you laughing at?" His words sank and he asked the swordsman.

"I just thought that while this rule applies to me, it also applies to you, doesn't it? If I kill you all, don't tell me, someone will trouble me." The swordsman said slowly.

"What?" His expression changed, and he never imagined that under the momentum of the three, the swordsman still dared to speak madly.

"Let me teach you a lesson. It's not that easy to pass the mercenary's assessment." On the side, the emaciated mercenary let out a low roar, and then, like a poisonous snake, dodged and attacked the swordsman.