The best bandit in another world

Chapter 1185 The Lair of the Necromancer (18)
Although elf warriors are stronger than ordinary elves, in the eyes of burly humans, there is not much difference, and they are also very handsome.

And due to daily exercise, the muscular lines of the elf warriors are very smooth. There are quite a few human aristocrats who like masculinity, and such elf warriors are exactly what they love.

Sometimes the price of a high-quality male favorite is even several times higher than that of a top-quality elf girl with pointed ears.

Those hungry aristocratic wives are also willing to spend a lot of money to buy a strong and handsome male elf as a boudoir favor.

Chapter 348

"Kevin..." Saier roared, got off his mount, jumped off the tree, and hugged Kevin who was shot in the chest.

Looking around, he found that among the twenty elf warriors he brought, no one else could stand up except himself. Even Kevin, who was shot in the chest, was already on the verge of death.

The extreme rage made Purcell seem to be returning to the light, and his mind suddenly regained some clarity.

These elf warriors are about to face a tragic fate because of his impulsiveness. Even if they don't die, they will be trafficked to the human country. This makes Master Saier, who has always had a strong sense of responsibility, full of endless remorse.

The next moment, the monstrous anger invaded Saier's brain. The extreme anger caused the blood vessels in the corners of the martial arts master to burst, leaving two blood columns along the eyeliner, rendering the handsome elf like a stern demon.

Carefully put the seriously injured Kevin on the ground, and took off the unused quiver of his comrades-in-arms. Saier turned over and climbed on the mount that was chasing him, pulled out a feathered arrow, drew the bowstring, and pointed at the surrounding humans. In the most standard common language of the mainland, he said word by word: "Evil human beings, I, Saier, swear to the tears of the goddess, even if I chase you to the ends of the earth, I will definitely kill you damn human beings with the cruelest To kill by means, to pay homage to my compatriots and comrades in arms..."

"Haha..." There was a burst of insolent laughter from the opposite side. In their view, the poisonous oath made by Sale was a complete joke.

It is true that Master Saierwu's archery skills are indeed very powerful. So far, more than [-] humans have died under his arrows. The shooting speed of the elf archers is really too fast.But it is undoubtedly wishful thinking to fight against a slave hunting group of as many as a thousand people with a mere elf archer.

However, in view of the difficulty of this elf, the noble magician had no choice but to make another move, and it would be best if he could capture it alive. If he accidentally killed the other party, there was no other way.

Otherwise, if too many people died under the arrow of this elf, they would have to pay a large sum of pensions, and it would cost money to recruit new staff, which was not worth the candle.

The moment the opponent chanted a spell, Purcell had already driven his mount up the treetops, walked quickly around the slave hunters, and shot a cold arrow from time to time, quickly plundering the life of the enemy.In less than a minute when the magician chanted the spell, five enemies had already been killed by his arrows.

(End of this chapter)