The lord of the Dark City is arrogant and arrogant.

Abuse of human hands.

The Witch Cult's siege team was ambushed.

in all directions.

They are all believers of the witch church in black robes.

"What's going on?"

"Why do we use witch-school people in our people?"

"Those who are rebellious seem to be adventurers recruited from the Adventurers Guild."

"Grass, haha, the Dark City raises them, how can they be ashamed to help the Witch Sect believers harm their own people?"

"There are so many believers in the Witch Church? Why do I feel that there are more than us?"

"After the damn, we are ambushed."

"Don't panic, array, just believers of the Witch Cult are not enough to make us afraid!" The Lord of the Dark City drew out the Lord's sword and ordered the army to fight back.

The Witch Cult.

Black shadows kept pouring out.

The adventurer team wanted to cooperate with the Dark City Lord's army to fight back.

But from time to time.

There was an adventurer in the team showing a hideous smile.

Take action against your own people.

The adventurer team was in panic.

Distrust each other.

"Damn it, you're staying away from me, don't come over."

"Brother, I am really not a Witch Cult. There are too many Witch Cult believers. I want to take care of you back to back."

"If you want a nonsense, get out of here, don't blame me for doing it."

"No, I'm at level 20. A person can't beat four hands with two fists. If you and me, how can we get a higher survival rate?"

"You are really not a follower of the Witch Church?"

"I'm not really, you know the arena ring. The promotions to the finals are Lightsaber Erlane and Silver-haired Half-elf Emilia. The Witch Cult attacked at night. They don't know this."

"Damn it, wise, brother, come here quickly."

"Hehe, I've been over the award. The survival rate of adventurers is so low. If you are not smart, how can you survive..."

"Puff...hehe...what are you doing?" The adventurer who had just proposed to prove his innocence in the arena, walked over after receiving the other party's promise and put his back on his back with confidence. However, he did not expect that the adventurer opposite who looked scared and cautious in his appearance was actually the real believer of the Witch Cult.

"Shit." The witch believer who pretended to be an adventurer took out the dagger inserted into the abdomen of the blood-coughing adventurer and laughed sarcastically, "Thank you, now I know how to prove that I am a real adventure! Home!, hoho."

"Damn..." The adventurer who was stabbed by a back had regret in his eyes.

Consciousness gradually blurred.

Slumped to the ground.

There is no breath of life.

The Witch Church believers looked at the dead Night City adventurer.

Retract the dagger back into the cuff.

Quickly walk to another night city adventurer.

"Brother, let's team up together and take care of each other. I have a way to prove that I am not a witch."

...

The team of the Dark City Lords.

The casualties are getting worse and worse.

The witch believers who disguise themselves as adventurers inside have no way to completely eliminate them.

From time to time, an infernal Affairs will be staged on this battlefield.

"These witch sect guys are so cunning."

"Miss mistress must be careful."

Four-winged unicorn carriage.

The flower elf uses his perception skills to see through everything outside the carriage.

Staring at Emilia tightly.

I was afraid that Emilia would be injured by sneak attacks.

"Fire-type Fire Dragon Breath."

Emilia's lips and teeth were slightly opened.

The flames blew at several believers of the Witch Cult.

Emilia took advantage of the moment when the vision of the Witch Church believers was blocked by the flames.

Step into it.

Wave the Ice and Fire Sword and slash at the Witch Cult believers across the waist.

"call."

"These witch sect guys."

"Why do you kill more and more?"

After Emilia killed several witch believers.

Looking around nervously.

Just then.

An adventurer stumbled towards Emilia with his wounds covered.

"Save me."

"I was attacked by the Witch Cultist."

"I have a way to prove that I am the Night City adventurer."

"I know who the two people who advanced to the finals of the Night City Arena."

"It's Lightsaber Erlane and Silver Half-Elf Emilia."

"The Witch Cult enters Night City on the night after the Arena Finals, and they don't know about this."

"If I can say this, it proves that I have no problem."

"I'm fine, can you help me?"

"I can't hold on."

The Night City adventurer approaches Emilia.

Emilia looked at the Night City adventurer coming, raised the Ice and Fire Sword, pointed at him and asked, "Wait, I still have a question, are you listening to the news, or are you going to the arena auditorium to watch it yourself."

"Hmm..." The Night City adventurer stopped listening to Emilia's words, and was in a state of confusion. After a while, he spoke, "As an adventurer, I can still afford the tickets, so I naturally watched them in the arena auditorium."

"So that's it, no problem, come here." Emilia put down the raised ice and fire sword.

The Night City adventurer saw Emilia put down her weapon.

Smile inside.

Retract your hands into your sleeves.

Holding the dagger tightly approached Emilia.

Emilia sees this man coming

Suddenly draw the sword.

Punch the heart of the Night City adventurer with the Ice and Fire Sword.

"Why?"

"How did you find me..."

The witch believer disguised as an adventurer in the Night City was raided by Emilia, with disbelief in his eyes.

Emilia activates the energy of the Ice and Fire Sword.

One ice and one fire.

The Witch Cult believer stabbed by the Ice and Fire Sword will be instantly killed.
To be continued...