Scales of Eternal Order

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“You have crossed the line, Jarlaxle.” Zhuo Weiqi’s voice is just like his appearance, revealing a fierce vigor.

His weapon is a Trident, not a scimitar or long sword like ordinary drow; he wears a very well-made black heavy armor, and a net-it is said to be a Magic treasure-hung on his belt anywhere within reach.

“Perhaps, but before trying me…”

The mercenary leader said indifferently. He was holding a weapon in each hand, and a small part of his body urged him, wanting to rush to fight quickly. However, Jarlaxle is Jarlaxle after all, and his self-control is far superior to other ordinary dark elves.

“…Gondo, my old friend, do you have to pass a layer of spell and just watch it with a distant divination mirror?”

Following his words, a green ball hidden behind Zhuoweiqi floated, and a thin silver white line hung from it. Immediately afterwards, a male drow appeared in the passage, holding on to the thin line, as if sliding down the rope.

“Long time no see, Jarlaxle,” Although he chose to show up, Gondo still tried to hide himself as much as possible behind Zhuoweiqi’s ready-made human bunker. He knew the old man across the passage. The means of friend are brilliant.

Standing at the back, Ques watched this scene with interest. Jarlaxle said before that the Gondo is also a member of the independent mercenary group of Dayet under his command. But looking at the current situation, the loyalty of the drow family is indeed worrying.

“Demon Soul pot spell,” Gondo did not hide it, and blunt said the reason for his presence here: “My stupid elder sister said to you, with the help of the spell, I also heard all, one word There is no leakage.”

“So, this is your choice?” Jarlaxle asked rhetorically, but a declarative sentence was available.

“I don’t want to be an enemy of you, and I have no intention of getting involved in those sacrilegious sacrifices-the guy who basically doesn’t know the mystery of spell, who only gains the ability to cast spells by cunning and stealing skills-is in preparation. However, My research needs their support. They can give me many things that you cannot give me.”

Every betrayer will always say this in order to give himself a good reason to do so. Jarlaxle had encountered it many times before, so he is not surprised now. “Maybe, maybe not. But you did appear in the wrong place at the wrong time, and you want to be the enemy of the wrong person.” The mercenary leader said as he danced a sword flower, the intention is self-explanatory.

“Kill him,” Gondo ordered to Zhuoweiqi.

The fierce drow martial skill master immediately roared strangely, raised the Trident in his hand, and rushed towards Jarlaxle like a bull.

In order to appreciate the fight, Ques couldn’t help but walked a few steps towards the wall of the passage, the purpose is to prevent the line of sight from being blocked. “Aren’t we going to help him?” the dwarf Digger asked. He saw that Zhuoweiqi was not a good enemy to deal with.

“Look again, it’s not in a hurry,” Ques patted the wailing short blunt on his waist, indicating that he could draw his gun at any time. Then he cast his gaze on Zhuo Weiqi again, this drow seemed to be something wrong.

Wearing heavy armor, but he didn’t wear a helmet, and his face was painted with red and yellow paint patterns similar to those used by Barbarian warriors. Although the meaning of these stripes is not visible at first glance, they are clearly visible in both dark vision and ordinary vision, which is very meaningful in itself-Ques suspects that it is an extension of some kind of array.

“Magic is crazy, but my power is just as strong!” the weird martial skill master roared. He held an arm full of iron-like muscles. When his elbows were bent, his biceps immediately tightened, and the rock-like muscles on his arms even stretched his armbands. ring.

“Ochosa Goring!” Zhuo Weiqi continued to shout. This means “Warrior of Supreme” in the language of the dark elf. Ques, who can understand Drow, and Jarlaxle, who is facing this vulgar man, can all hear the excessive arrogance in these words.

Who gave you courage?

Jarlaxle held a blood light rapier and a life-threatening light sword in both hands, and lunged at his opponent like a harrier, looking as brave as the fierce drow. However, anyone who is familiar with the fighting style of this cunning mercenary leader knows that this guy fights just like when he speaks, at least half of which are false moves.

Relying on wearing a heavy armor and holding a long weapon, Zhuoweiqi did not resist, but just pierced Jarlaxle’s head with Trident in his hand. The small branches of his weapon touched the swift sword and the blade of the half-handed sword, rubbing against them, and issued a long “squeak” sound, and the dazzling sparks burst out. However, Zhuo Weiqi, who was extremely powerful, still stabbed straight.

“Your bald head, I have long been displeased!” Zhuo Weiqi yelled unscrupulously. His eyes were deep red, but they were even scarlet because of congestion.

However, when Trident hit the target, Jarlaxle’s head burst like a blister-it was just a phantom, Zhuo Weiqi realized immediately, but his weapon obviously hit the opponent’s weapon?

He quickly understood that, on his bottom plate, a silhouette suddenly emerged from the air. Jarlaxle held the hilts of his two weapons in his hands, and fiercely pierced Zhuoweiqi’s groin into the gap between the armor skirt.

“Mutual each other, and I have opinions about you all over you,” the mercenary leader quickly retreated after a successful blow, and at the same time he did not forget to ridicule his opponent. This is also Jarlaxle’s fighting skills. Fictitious moves and trash talk are all designed to make Zhuo Weiqi lose his peace of mind and expose more weaknesses.

Moreover, with just two swords pierced in, the blood light rapier can make the opponent bleed continuously, and the life stealing light sword can steal a small part of the opponent’s life force to heal itself and replenish endurance… Now, Scales of Victory seems to be Already leaned heavily to Jarlaxle’s side.

Only, provided that there are no accidents.

“Huh?”

The mercenary leader with very sharp eyes glanced at his opponent’s crotch and frowned. There was no blood flowing like a column of blood there as he imagined, and it kept bleeding. Ques, who was watching the game, also noticed this, and he suddenly had a guess.

In order to confirm his guess, the young blue dragon transformed into a human form rushed over with a thunderous momentum. Jarlaxle, who was in the middle of the passage a little in the way, pulled away with one hand, and quickly took out howls with the other. The player stunned and pulled the trigger.

Well, there is no martial ethics at all.

Ques is only practical.

peng peng ……

Two bursts of single-headed bullets directly blasted the heavy armor on the dark elf’s chest into two large holes, glanced at his injured body, and Ques immediately understood.

“This armor you made is a bit unusual,” Ques tilted his head, crossed Zhuoweiqi who was standing on his own, looked towards the surprised caster Gondo behind him, “In order to maximize his madness. You also used some of the steel demons from Baator’s Nine Hells as the “glue” of these two things. Am I right?”