After a grueling fight, the mouth of Sauron Canyon Valley was littered with corpses and discarded blades.

It wouldn't be long before these corpses and blades would be just like any other relics on the battlefield, drying up and weathering with the passage of time, no longer distinguishable from who they once belonged to.

The three black-clad assassins who survived rummaged through the bodies of the mercenaries one by one, a well-organized assassination whose purpose was certainly not as simple as killing.

The leader of the slayers stood alone under a bluff on one side, looking down at the whistling, rushing river below for a long time.

For him this was almost equivalent to a failed operation, six groups of eighteen elite assassins ended up with only three survivors, as well as the loss of a level seven ice magician, a valuable resource for any organization, and the loss of an arm himself.

The only consolation was that despite the huge price paid, the mission was finally accomplished and the difficult B-ranked mercenary group was completely annihilated.

As for the canyon jumped from the Arthur is not even in the scope of consideration, from the ground to the canyon cliffs under the river surface is more than ten meters high, downstream of the river turbulent, meandering, the bottom of the river reefs are densely populated, not to say that a just broke through the third level of the little guy, even if he jumped down I'm afraid that there is no life, not to mention that the boy is still stupidly grasping that heavy giant sword.

"Commander, the item was not found." A black-clothed assassin walked behind him and whispered.

The leader of the killers' body shook and couldn't help but shiver.

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Arthur didn't know why he subconsciously grabbed the huge sword in that moment?

"If you can't swim you're dead if you jump in yourself anyway, it's better to take it with you than to fall into the hands of those killers."

"Am I just going to die?"

"What is the world after death really like?"

All of these thoughts suddenly popped into Arthur's head the moment he jumped.

With a loud plop, Arthur slammed headfirst into the water, and it was as if all the bones in his body were smashed, the sky spinning, and all the thoughts in his head were empty.

Arthur subconsciously opened his mouth and water poured in.

Arthur's grip on the hilt of his sword remained unloosened as his body quickly sank under the water.

Arthur closed his eyes tightly, unable to breathe, his mind was blank, just when Arthur felt that he was going to pass out completely, his body suddenly became lighter, and his whole body actually slowly floated out of the water.

Arthur tilted his head back to get a big breath, and when he fully opened his eyes he realized that not only was he floating on the river, but even the huge sword was floating on the water.

More accurately, it was because the giant sword floated up that Arthur was dragged out from under the water.

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"Isn't metal supposed to sink to the bottom? Why would a sword this heavy float?" Arthur was completely dazed.

The turbulent river water rolled Arthur and the giant sword rushed downward, the strange sword in the water as if suddenly lost its mass, Arthur in the water to maneuver but easier than on land, encountered a rocky reef in the water, Arthur with the tip of the sword a little bit swung from the side of the past.

The "Danyang Refining God" was in operation, and the body emitted a hot temperature, so that even after a long time in the cold river water, Arthur would not lose his body temperature.

Flowing through one treacherous dark eddy and falling down countless steep hurdles and waterfalls, when Arthur felt that all the bones in his body had been broken and his body was completely numb from the water, the current began to calm down and Arthur finally climbed up to a flat river bank.

Arthur, who was almost soaked by the river, stood up and looked at the strange rolling hills around him, and he was completely lost ......

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In times of peace when there was no war with the orcs, the city of Juarez was a small, peaceful city on the border of the human kingdom.

Apart from the fact that the lord of the city commissioned the task of purchasing a dragon whip in order to cope with his newly married concubine, and the gossip that Tristie of "Stabbing Blood" and Tououre of the "Wild Sands" mercenary corps fought over a woman at the Nightingale Bar, there were no more noteworthy events. There is nothing else worth paying attention to.

However, the news that happened in the past two days shocked the entire city of Juarez and became the center of everyone's conversation in the streets.

The strongest mercenary group in the city, "Blue Goblin", the head of the group, Cairns, led almost all the main force of the mercenary group to take a mysterious mission more than a month ago, and has not returned since then. The night before last, the "Blue Goblin" regiment was burned to the ground by a fire, and none of the mercenaries ran out, and all the corpses were burned to a crisp.

There were no traces left at the scene, and the wounds were barely recognizable from the charred corpses, almost all of them fatal swipes in the vitals. The killer had set the fire after killing everyone.

Both the City Lord's Office and the Mercenary Union have issued huge bounties to hunt down the culprits of the murder and arson case at the headquarters of the "Blue Leprechaun".

Two days passed without any trace of it.

Although there are no clues, but many veteran mercenaries have vaguely guessed that the "Blue Goblin" this mission must have messed with a terrible enemy, although Cairns did not come back, but in all likelihood will never come back.

Not to mention the "Blue Leprechaun", a B-class mercenary group in a small border town, in the long history of the continent, S-class super mercenary groups and even the big families, because of messing with the opponent should not be messed with the uprooting of people overnight is not uncommon.

"Blue Goblin", this with a mysterious color like a comet like the rapid rise of the mercenary group, and like a comet like the rapid fall.

Half a month later, even the biggest news had become old news, and few people talked about the murder after dinner.

A torrential downpour that had been building up for days finally fell, and a ragged teenager ran into the city at the last moment when the gates were about to close.

After a full month in the Orlando Mountains Arthur is finally home.

Home, three years, Arthur has long since made the mercenary corps his home, and Cairns, Randall, Adeline, and Tony ...... are all his family.

Chief Cairns and Adeline and the others had died in battle, but Randall and Tony were still there, and the family was still there, and he was going to tell Randall about everything that had happened in Solon Canyon.

It was this belief that sustained Arthur, allowing him to endure hunger, endure wild beasts, and suffer endlessly before he finally made it out of the mountains!

When Arthur realized that the charred pile of rubble and stone in front of him was the mercenary regiment's headquarters, he blacked out and fell straight to his knees.

Home is gone! The faith that had been holding him together was gone!

At this moment Arthur was really confused, the whole mercenary group only one person survived, where will he go from here?

In the night rain, the teenager could no longer control his emotions and burst into tears.

Arthur hadn't cried in many years since he had been captured into the orc camp and had seen death, yet at this moment the tears welled up uncontrollably, and they mixed with the rain and kept on flowing down.

A large hand silently grabbed the shoulder of a crying teenager ......

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