"Everyone is more vigilant." This incident happened, and the details became more cautious.

After safely passing through several prison halls with bones, Rick found that as long as he did not open the prison door, these skeletons would not be resurrected.

The mercenaries finally walked into the last hall with uneasy mood.

The hall, ten times the size of an ordinary family's hall, seemed empty, surrounded by strange torture instruments. A stone mount was placed against the wall in the center, and a white bone was scattered on the stone mount.

After looking around, he pushed the rusty iron door behind the stone pusher, but the iron door did not respond at all.

"Are you wrong? Everyone risked their lives to break into the rain forest, and almost died under the skeleton soldiers, but they found nothing!" Some mercenaries began to complain dissatisfiedly.

The team became chaotic for a moment.

"Calm down!" He roared a fiercely to stop everyone, and he felt upset at this moment.

Have you had to go back the same way? Rick thought about it and walked to the iron gate and touched the keyhole that was easily overlooked. He turned around and looked at the bones on the stone pedestal and said, "Captain, if you are not wrong, this should be a prison. Then the lying on the stone pedestal should be the prison officer here. Maybe he will have the key to the door."

The mercenaries immediately became quiet.

He looked at Rick with appreciation, walked to the stone pedestal, and found that a key was indeed left beside the bone, but he was reluctant to get it.

Rick knew that he was worried about what kind of mechanism magic he had touched. After all, as the leader of the group, he needed to be responsible for the safety of everyone. At this time, it could only be decided by the details.

I can't let my brothers go for nothing. Mom. I'm still afraid of you dead people? Thinking of this, I took the key in my hand.

The mercenaries breathed and held the swords in their hands tightly, ready to fight at any time.

Time passed in seconds, and there was no sign of resurrection on the bones on the stone mount and the skeletons in the hall behind him, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Qing also breathed a sigh of relief. If more than a hundred skeletons in the halls behind him were resurrected at the same time, everyone would probably have to explain here. At that time, the Tulip Mercenary Group was over.

The key was inserted into the hole, and twisted it gently, and the crisp sound of the lock opening came from the iron door. Everyone gathered in front of the door, and at the same time tried to force it, and the iron door opened with a creaking sound.

The dazzling golden light almost illuminated the entire hall, and everyone exclaimed in unison: "Oh my God!"

Behind the iron gate is a treasure room filled with gold coins and gems!

The elite Tulips looked like a pig brother, and they all saliva, and even the group leader was blinded by the golden light in front of him.

Rick first came to his senses. He was not very strong about wealth now, so he looked back at the prison officer on the stone pedestal and thought, "How much property has this house been plundered!?"

Xiang then woke up and coughed a little awkwardly, awakening everyone in the petrified state.

"Everyone calm down first..." Before the details were finished, many mercenaries cheered and rushed to roll on the Kings Mountain.

"I want to buy a big house for my wife in Shengdu!"

"Bah, you're just here. If I were you, I'd immediately get rid of that ugly woman and spend money to buy a few beautiful elf slaves!"

"Bah, you're just here to be successful. I only know that women, I have to buy hundreds of good swords and use them one a day!"

"Bah, you're just here. I won't be a deadly mercenary after taking the money. Go back to my hometown to be a local rich man!"

"Phhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Xiang and Rick shook their heads helplessly. No wonder they were so excited. The gold coins and gems in front of them had piled up into a small hill. The leader had always been very fair. Each person had a huge fortune and could live a lot of money for at least the rest of his life.

"I will do some good job of rectifying these bastards when I go back." Xiang said to Rick. Although he said that, Xiang had a happy smile on his face.

Rick also nodded with a smile.

For the rest of the time, everyone was happy to move bags of gold coins out of the warehouse. It took more than half an hour to see that the wealth in the warehouse still seemed to be missing.

"Take it slow, no hurry." Rick took the heavy gold coin bag from Oli, sweating all over and said with a smile.

Suddenly a scream broke the harmonious situation.

"Captain, save me!"

Cateron, who had blood on his wounds, dragged his injured legs and moved step by step from outside the hall to everyone.

Xiang frowned, immediately went up to meet him and asked, "What happened? The skeleton soldiers rushed in?"

"No, yes..." A short sword thrown from behind pierced through Cateron's throat. Before he could finish his words, the blood from his throat instantly filled his mouth.

"Oh my god, I want to thank you Tulip Mercenaries for making the way ahead."

Xiang stopped quickly and looked vigilantly at a group of ferocious and uninvited guests ahead.

"To repay you, let you die in the pile of money."

Rick narrowed his eyes unhappily.

It was the infamous Star Wolf Mercenary Group, Rick thought, squinted.

Just as the name contains the word "wolf", the reason why the Star Wolf Mercenary Group is notorious is because they are as vicious as evil wolf and are not at all favorable. If other employers can spend more money to hire them, the Star Wolf Mercenary Group will betray the original employer without hesitation. Because of this, the two major taverns decided to cancel the Star Wolf's official mercenary group qualification.

However, they still call themselves mercenary groups, but in fact they have evolved into thieves, specializing in shamanism and eating bad things.

Star Wolf can be said to be the strongest second-rate mercenary group. Among the more than ten people in front of him, two of them are high-level swordsmen. In contrast, the Tulip Mercenary Group only has one leader.

Qing sneered and said, "You have been following us?"

"Hehe, I just happened to meet him. I originally wanted to come forward to say hello to you, but seeing you in such a hurry to go, we had to follow us all the time." The person who spoke was the leader of Xinglang, Balasen. As soon as he finished speaking, Xinglang's mercenaries laughed strangely.

Details are silent.

Although the number of people on both sides is similar, the strength on the opposite side is significantly higher than that on Tulips. In particular, in addition to the regiment commander Balasen, a ninth-level swordsman, there is also a seventh-level swordsman, the Star Wolf Deputy Commander Parana. The two are twin brothers. Although the younger brother Parana is the deputy regiment commander, he has more calmness in his wolf nature than Balasen's recklessness.

If they usually meet in the rain and fog forest, the two sides will definitely avoid each other carefully. At this moment, behind them is a huge vault, and the greed of the Star Wolf has finally been revealed.

The elite tulips raised their weapons to prepare for the battle. For the sake of their happy life in the future, they cannot be allowed to retreat at this time.

"Oh, there is still a kind of resistance. It seems that you don't even think about keeping your entire body." Parana, who was standing beside him, sentenced Tulip to death.

"Half of the things inside belong to you." Qing pondered for a while and said lightly.

"Captain!" Many mercenaries shouted. They obviously could not accept the Star Wolf Mercenary Group that had come out halfway and took away half of each person's wealth.

Detailed is just waiting quietly for the reply from the leader of the Star Wolf Group.

"Hehehe, the leader of the group is a smart person." Balasen walked in and smiled.

"Then the deal."

"Trade? Hahaha, joke. What qualifications do the weak have to negotiate with me? I said just now, you all will die here. The money is mine!" Balasen's face became ferocious, and he waved his hand forward, and his subordinates rushed towards the Tulip like hungry wolf.

A strong green fighting spirit pushed away the minions of Xinglang, held up the heavy sword in detail, and said with a calm face: "Those who want to destroy the tulip must step past my body first!" He slashed forward and the fighting spirit turned into sword energy, reaching the crowd of the Xinglang Mercenary Group.

The same blue sword energy dissolved the detailed attacks one by one. Balasen smiled disdainfully and said, "Your opponent is me!"

The people from the Star Wolf Group rushed in, blocked Balasen's sword in detail, and shouted: "Scatter!" The elites of the Tulip immediately distanced each other and used the sufficient space in the hall to fight guerrilla war with their opponents.

Rick turned sideways slightly, the sword passed by, and he kicked a star wolf group mercenary in the leg, kicking him to the ground, showing his unsteady kneeling on the ground, Rick turned around and stepped hard on his face.

The poor mercenary was kicked away and fell to the ground, hugging his face in pain and howling wildly.

Rick could hear the sound of his nose bone collapse, thinking that the person had been disfigured.

He lowered his head suddenly, and another sword light shook over his head.

Another mercenary of Star Wolf saw that his brother's facial features were flattened, and quickly pointed his finger at Rick.

With his left hand, he blocked the man's sword with a light fighting spirit with a ring crack. Rick took a few steps back and glanced at the swordsman medal with the nine bars hanging on him, thinking: "Nine-level swordsman."

The person in front of him is a completely fourth level higher than Rick, and he is a three-star mercenary who is about to advance to the Great Swordsman.

Rick drew out the Sword of Attack and began to take it seriously.

“Hmph, said.

Generally speaking, the gap in strength between the two sides is within level three, and can be compensated by sword skills and other elements, such as equipment.

Once the fight energy of the strong side has a significant suppression effect on the weak side.

But this common sense is only used on ordinary people.

The focus of the Star Wolf Group mercenaries was on Rick for a while.

There is only one reason why this person has a dark attribute of fighting spirit.

After all, there are very few people with attribute fighting spirit, and even fewer people with this dark attribute fighting spirit. Many people are still wondering whether there is dark attribute fighting spirit in the world.

However, the black aura emitted by Rick can only be explained by the dark attribute fighting spirit.

The man was slightly stunned, and then said, "So what about the dark attribute fighting spirit? You are too weak!"

A blue sword energy slashed, and Rick calmly blocked it with his sword sheath and attacked it with a backhand.

The ninth-level swordsman was surprised that Rick's scabbard was so good, but he saw the Sword of Attack heading straight to his neck with the cool breeze. He quickly stood up the broad sword body of the Great Sword, trying to block the sword edge of the Sword of Attack.

However, this mass-produced crude sword can not block the attack sword. Even if the power of the Demon-Destroying Realm is useless, the attack sword can easily penetrate the sword body of the Great Iron Sword.

The ninth-level swordsman's heart collapsed with the broken sword. The sword of attack in front of him became wider and wider in his eyes. It was too late to dodge, so he could only open his eyes and wait for death.

Rick was startled. He didn't expect that the attack would be so sharp. It would be no exaggeration to say that it was cutting iron like mud.

The sword edge was only a few centimeters away from his neck.

Rick suddenly became strangely stunned, giving him precious time, and quickly took a few steps back and took out another sword behind him.

The ninth-level swordsman held the hilt tightly and felt very afraid of the attack sword. At the same time, he was also surprised. Rick was not sure about the opportunity to get his head so easily, as if he had deliberately let him go.

He didn't think that the person in front of him was an honest person who did not kill, because such a person could not survive in the cruel mercenary world.
To be continued...