Journey to the Half-Elf Plane

The thick clouds and fog in the night sky have dispersed somewhat, and the twin moons, one blue and one red, cast their faint light, slightly illuminating the wilderness slopes.

A horse beast tied to a short tree suddenly showed some fear. He shook his head a few times and suddenly roared in a low voice.

A member of the Black Street Brotherhood hurried over to check. He checked whether the reins were tight and tried to calm the suddenly frightened horse beast.

"Boss Ken, I think something is wrong. Mr. Justin, the thief, hasn't come back for so long. Is there anything unexpected?"

Ken poked at the bonfire in front of him. He had been worried about this situation. Could it be that the thief didn't catch Littlefinger and let him escape in the dark?

The more Ken thought about it, the more worried he became. Finally he stood up and said, "Get everyone up, let's get on the horse and take a look together. I hope everything goes well and don't let Littlefinger run away."

The less than twenty members of the Black Hand Brotherhood moved quickly. They simply cleaned up, immediately mounted their horses and followed the direction where the thief Justin left. A group of people rushed the horses away.

As the clouds and fog dispersed a lot, a faint moonlight shone on the ground. The elites of the Black Street Brotherhood dispersed on horseback to search, and soon found the thief Justin in a pool of blood.

The mafia boss said he was a tracking expert, but he had become a cold corpse.

Ken has a clear mind, but now that a relatively well-established member of the Thieves Guild has died, the Underworld Brotherhood is in trouble.But we can only focus on the present. If it was Littlefinger who killed him, we must search the area as quickly as possible to find and capture Littlefinger alive, otherwise he may not be able to escape somewhere tomorrow.

At this time, the clouds and mist slightly obscured the night sky, and the wilderness ground returned to darkness.

"It's hard to find someone in this environment, let alone that cunning little finger."

Ken reined in the horse beast and sighed secretly, but when he looked up, he suddenly noticed some lights in the distance. Who was that?

Ken pointed to the light in the distance and shouted to the remaining elites of the Black Street Brotherhood: "Everyone gather around and check the situation there."

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Ignoring the corpses of several guards on the ground, Loki found a rag blanket and wrapped the sidearms of the dead guards in the blanket.

Sneaking quietly with these weapons on his back, he continued to walk towards the wooden carriage cage where slaves were held nearby.

You have to be selective when freeing slaves. The half-elf boy deliberately selected those slaves who looked bold and calm and released them first.

As time passed, several adult male humans began to be released. They seemed to be mountain people in the northwest of the Cooper River. They could barely understand what the half-elf meant, and they accepted his fate and chose to listen to his advice and share some. Guarding the weapons, everyone split up and started freeing the slaves.

In the darkness, Loki quickly shuttled between the carriages. He used the key to quickly open the iron lock on the wooden cage of the carriage and gently pulled off the iron chain. Inside were an adult half-elf and several young humans.

In the eyes of a pair of surprised and stunned eyes, Loki quickly cut the rope binding an adult half-elf.

Loki threw another guard sword to the adult half-elf and asked him to cut the ropes that bound everyone. At the same time, he spoke quickly and asked several slaves to help free everyone as much as possible. Only Kill the guards and create enough chaos to escape north to the Cooper River. Only in that direction will you not be captured.

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p; This group of slaves is obviously in a state of ownerlessness, and most of them will listen to the advice of fleeing to the north.

Soon, more than half of the slaves were released, but the huge and chaotic noise had already awakened all the guards.

But what the guards didn't expect was that many of the resisting slaves had weapons in their hands.

The slaves fought hard for survival and freedom. A mountain slave was stabbed to death with a sword. The guard had a grim smile on his face. He pulled out the bloody sword, but then a crossbow arrow was inserted into his neck.

The arrow in the neck was even more deadly than the head. The slave guard quickly knelt on the ground and died in pain immediately.

A short-arm crossbow was quietly put away and hidden under the hooded robe. Under the hood, Loki's gray eyes calmly looked at the chaos around him. Some stronger guards would be his primary targets.

With a clear green scene in front of him, Loki was thankful many times that he chose to optimize his vision, especially the low-light night vision capability included, which made it easier for him to survive in this dark and chaotic environment.

In the dark night, the ability to perceive powerful things is more advantageous than the bodies of some low-level professionals. After all, those low-level professionals are also normal humanoid creatures, but their physical attributes are relatively stronger. However, the skin and flesh of low-level professionals are not enough to withstand the crossbows at close range. , in the darkness and chaos, they will also have shortcomings such as insufficient perception and insufficient response.

Loki quietly lit several tents on fire, and one of the most burning tents belonged to the rich and luxuriously dressed slave merchant's tent.

The cat orc who was freed at the beginning also followed his example and secretly set fire to several carriages containing goods. Although a small number of slaves had not yet been released, the scene was obviously chaotic.

There was a chaos of roars, screams, and shouts of death, and the sound of metal clashing of weapons was endless. Many of the slaves were recaptured or killed, but at the same time, there were many casualties on the guard side.

However, those who engage in the slave business are generally powerful businessmen. After all, their guard strength is not free. There are even professional warriors among the guards. Some slaves can't help but retreat and run away.

"Seize the horses and flee north. Everyone who wants to survive must flee north to the Cooper River."

Loki shouted, and at the same time he raised his hand and shot a guard on horseback with a crossbow. He hurried over and slapped the horse beast hard on the butt.

The horse beast was immediately frightened and ran wildly, disrupting the assembled team of slave guards in front.

Facing a frightened horse beast, a fat, richly dressed businessman cried out in fear, "Gary, Gary, block it, block it."

Upon hearing this order, a figure dressed as a half-armored warrior next to the fat businessman rushed over quickly. He jumped up and killed the frightened horse beast with an axe.

There was a hint of worry in the eyes of the half-elf boy in the dark. The axe-wielding warrior guard in front of him had a visual image assessment power of ≥1.85. Even without this set of assessment numbers, it can be seen from the power of his ax just now that this was A professional.

But Loki still had a question in his mind. Since the slave caravan had this professional warrior named Gary, why didn't he take action against the slaves who were causing chaos just now?

However, he obviously didn't have time to think about the answer. The half-elf boy noticed another wave of people appearing in the distance.

Getting closer, he found that those people were actually dressed as members of the Black Street Brotherhood, and their leader was none other than Ken, the senior leader of the Brotherhood.