Chapter 2847 Opportunity

I won't forget that day.

He knelt down weakly on the cold floor, looking at the familiar face in the past in despair, but the pure smile of the past could no longer be found on that clean face.

Instead, there was disbelief and an expression of agony as he was tortured by severe pain before death.

I can't forget that day.

The little sister’s brother, the six-year-old kid who once called me big brother with a smile, pulled hard on my clothes, loudly asked me why I didn’t protect his sister, and at the same time cried loudly and asked me to return his sister.

That heartbreaking cry, like a nightmare, echoed in my mind for more than half a year.

Since then, innocence has ceased.

I changed my personality and no longer expected anyone to team up with me. Instead, I became a complete solo traveler.

I no longer regard novice weapons as treasures, but spend day and night grinding monsters and upgrading, honing my skills. If the knife is broken, I will repair it. If it is repaired, I will replace it with a new one. If I can buy a good knife, I will buy it. If you can't buy a good knife, you will accept the lies of the knife dealer and use an iron piece instead of a knife.

After experiencing that pain, not only did my personality change drastically, but I also set a small goal for myself - as long as I find the team of corpse thieves, I will kill them all.

The first time I met a team of corpse thieves was on the thirtieth day after the death of my little sister.

It was a friendly-looking team, led by a young lady in her twenties. She boasted a gentle smile and hoped that I could join her team, not as a member, but as an assistant. Because they want to hunt an elite beetle monster today.

I knew they were lying as soon as I heard it, because the only elite beetle monster that appeared on this floor had been hunted by me, and the thing that exploded was still on me.

But I didn't refuse their invitation, because I guessed that they must be a team of body snatchers.

Sure enough, in a dark corner, they took action.

An adventurer's strength is determined partly by level, partly by equipment, and partly by combat experience.

My level is the same as theirs, and my equipment is not as good as expected. Fortunately, I can barely use it, but my combat experience is richer than adventurers of level six, seven, or even level eight or nine.

Under the pressure of my rich combat experience, I quickly killed the three people in the team who were best at fighting, as well as the one who was better at sneak attacks. Among the only three people left, there was one priest, two magicians, and that one The young lady who invited me is one of the magicians.

If low-level adventurers want to release lethal magic, they must have enough chanting time, but obviously, with only priests and mages, it is impossible for them to get enough chanting time, because all three of them are brittle. .

When the young lady saw this, she cried like pear blossoms and rain. She looked pitiful and begged me to let them go.

I didn't answer, I just asked her if she had hunted a team of adventurers a month ago, and told her the appearance of the team members and the team configuration.

The young lady thought for a moment, then shook her head vigorously, indicating that it was not them.

So I killed her with a magnanimous knife, without even leaving her time to be surprised.

The young lady fell to the ground with a confused look on her face. I pulled out the sharp sword and walked towards the other two with a smile on my face.

In the past, my smile was to give people warmth, but after that experience, my smile only left my enemies with coldness.

I just kept swiping monsters and hunting down the body-stealing team.

Not long after, a legend spread in the underground city of this small town, saying that there were dead souls who specifically hunted and killed the team of corpse thieves, and they did so cruelly, never leaving anyone alive.

This legend frightened quite a few of the weak corpse-stealing squads, but some powerful corpse-stealing squads dismissed it, including the group that hunted the young lady.

I met them on the 180th day after the death of the little sister.

Street corners and casinos are the best places to get information. With the confirmation of some informants, I paid attention to this team of corpse thieves.

Their strength is generally higher than mine, their equipment is good, and they cooperate well. The only thing that may not be as good as mine is their combat experience.

But combat experience can make me invincible in the same level, but it cannot guarantee that I will remain invincible in leapfrog battles.

So, I decided to observe secretly and wait for the opportunity.

And this opportunity came quickly.

One day, two male body snatchers in the team of corpse thieves came out of the custom shop carrying wine bottles with satisfied expressions on their faces and staggered home. Looking at their stumbling steps, I roughly knew two things. One was: Either they drank too much, or they had kidney deficiency.

Very good, the perfect time to hunt.

I walked out from the corner with a sneer, pretending to be a passerby and passed by them. When the two of them were not paying attention, I went around behind them and stabbed one of them in the neck with a knife, and stabbed the other in the back with a backhand knife. Heart.

After doing all this, I stripped the two of them of their clothes, took away their weapons, and took their money for myself. Then I slashed them with a knife and beheaded them.

After everything was done, I quietly left with satisfaction and continued to curl up on the street corner to rest.

Fights are common among adventurers, and death is not uncommon, but such a cruel method of death is rare.

This incident instantly attracted the attention of the adventurer base and the local city guard team, and even shocked the team of corpse thieves.

None of them were sure whether it was an accident or a vendetta.

While everyone was talking about it, late one night, I quietly hung the clothes of the two of them in front of the apartment of the body snatchers team.

The small town exploded once again.

A certain female adventurer who went out to buy breakfast in the morning was so frightened by these two familiar clothes that she lost her consciousness on the spot, and cried profusely afterwards.

This incident gave people a clearer understanding of the murder - yes, it was a vendetta.

But a vendetta is a revenge killing, and no one can imagine who the murderer will be.

So in desperation, they had to conduct investigations in batches and try to communicate with the families of the adventurers they killed. While talking to them, they warned them that if they dared to mess up, they would definitely die!

Just when they were investigating and warning the families of the victims in batches, my opportunity came immediately.

There were fourteen people in this team of corpse thieves. Two of them died, leaving only twelve. In order to get the news as quickly as possible, they divided the twelve people into four groups of three each, after dusk. Act together.

It is difficult to deal with twelve people, but it is easy to deal with three people.

I casually followed a group and looked at them from a distance. I watched them talking and warning one after another until they were tired and tired. When the three of them squatted in the street and puffed away, I laughed.

The opportunity is here!