"The dead cannot speak, accept the reward of death!" The black-robed leader leaned over and held Alice down, then raised the sharp blade and stabbed her in the throat.

There was a gunshot, and a silver bullet flew away from the blood-stained blade in the black-robed man's hand. The knife spun and fell into the grass.

The three men in black robes looked in the direction of the gunfire in surprise, and saw a man in black clothes and a dark wide-brimmed hat flying out from behind the thorn bushes.

"Let her go, you despicable executioners, or I will let you taste the dick in my hands immediately!"

Rogge was holding a silver sword in his hand and holding half a cigar in his mouth. The sword's blade was emitting silver light in the dark night, pointing a ray of cold light at the three men in black robes.

Behind him, a vigorous silver figure jumped out of the thorn bushes. The black muzzles of the two silver muskets in his hands echoed the cold eyes of the hostess, ready to tear apart their enemies at any time.

"Who are you? Why are you meddling in other people's business!" The leader of the black-robed men recovered from the initial fright and asked in a gloomy tone.

"Your master just finished talking to me, but you don't recognize me?"

Rogge pointed at him with the gleaming sword in his hand, and strode forward and said: "I am 'Lone Wolf' Rogge, a big bad wolf who specializes in wandering around when the moon comes out. This happened in the middle of the night. Everything has something to do with me!"

Hearing Rogge's name, the three men in black robes subconsciously took a step back, showing obvious fear and vigilance. At this time, Alice, who was lying on the ground, took advantage of them and suddenly released a huge fish tail, Sweeping towards the three of them.

The three people hurriedly used the staffs in their hands to resist the attack of the fish tail. Alice fought off the three people and took the opportunity to jump up from the ground. The fish tail turned into legs again, covering the wound and running towards the north.

Seeing that Alice had escaped, the three men in black robes wanted to pursue Alice but knew that Rogge would not let her go. They simply turned around and ran west. They hoped that Rogge would chase Alice so that they could find an opportunity to escape. Unexpectedly, Rogge ignored Alice. Si, leading Catherine to catch up.

"These three guys are the ones who really understand William and the people behind him. Catching them is the key!" Rogge said to Catherine beside him as he chased.

He raised his head and shouted to the little owl above his head: "Lilith, keep an eye on them, don't let them run away!"

The little owl rose into the sky and flew towards the three people like a ghost in the night shadow of the forest. It followed not far above the heads of the three people and guided Rogge with a voice similar to a woman's cry. The sad cry was in the air. The silence of the mountains and forests seemed particularly startling.

Suddenly, a downhill slope appeared in front of him. Three men in black robes rushed down the hillside. Suddenly, a man appeared from the side and threw the leader in black robes to the ground. He grabbed his neck and held him down. live.

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The remaining two men in black robes drew their swords and rushed towards Rogge. Rogge used his sword to deflect the two men's swords, and pierced one man's arm with his sword.

The other person was dropped from the sky by a little owl. Two blood-red claws left several bloody claw marks on his face. He dropped the sword in his hand, covered his face and screamed back.

Taking advantage of Rogge's distraction, the leader of the men in black robes stood up and bumped away from Rogge, continuing to run down the hillside. The two injured men in black robes also covered their wounds and ran away.

Suddenly a gunshot was heard, and the flying silver bullet hit the leg of the black-robed leader. He screamed and fell to the ground, and rolled down the cliff at the end of the hillside.

"Damn it!" Rogge was shocked when he saw this. He wanted Catherine to shoot the other man's leg to prevent him from escaping, but unexpectedly he watched the man roll down the cliff.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the other two men in black robes hurriedly chanted incantations and cast spells. A burst of black smoke drifted past, and their figures disappeared from the place and soon appeared on the other side of the ravine.

The two of them looked back at Rogge and Catherine who had chased them to the edge of the cliff, then turned around and hurriedly escaped into the dense forest.

"What should we do?" Catherine looked back at the two men and asked Rogge anxiously as they gradually disappeared.

"Let them go, the dead can talk!" Rogge turned around and walked to the edge of the cliff, and saw the man in black robe who had fallen down the cliff falling onto a big rock at the bottom of the ravine.

"Come on, let's go down and have a look!" Rogge stubbed out the cigarette butt in his mouth and threw it down the cliff. He turned around and found some tough and cold-resistant vines from the woods, twisted them into a strong rope, and tied it to the edge of the cliff. On a big tree, and then climbed the tree vines with Catherine to the bottom of the ditch.

Because this place has been deserted all year round, the bottom of the deep ravine is full of rocks and thorns blocking the road, and it is also covered with white snow. Roger holds a silver sword and cuts the thorns to clear the way. Catherine follows closely behind and relies on her agility to climb over. After passing the large rocks, I finally came to the body.

Rogge grabbed the corpse's feet and dragged him off the stone, letting him lie flat on the snow. He squatted down beside him and opened his cuffs and collar with his hands, unfastened his belt, and looked at his neck and neck. Ankles, wrists, waist and abdomen, etc.

"Did you find anything?" Catherine stood aside and looked at the body with curious eyes, then looked at Roger, not knowing what he was looking for.

Rogge did not answer her question, but took the long sword he carried from the body. After examining it carefully, he couldn't help but frowned, took a long breath full of suspicion, and said: "It's a bit strange! "

"What's wrong?" Catherine couldn't bear the curiosity in her heart and looked at Rogge eagerly.

"Do you still remember the teleportation spell performed by the two men in black robes just now? It is exactly the same as the black magic spelled by William the Bloody Hand."

Rogge asked Catherine to squat down and said to her: "Originally, I thought they should be the dark wizards under William, but the inspection just now refuted my guess."

He handed the sword in his hand to Catherine and said: "This sword is the first question. Dark wizards rarely use swords as weapons. You have seen William's style. Dark wizards never fight hard with others. They just fought with I had my doubts when they played against each other.”

"Secondly," Rogge pointed to the words engraved on the sword and said: "The sword is engraved with the initials and mark of the famous Aslet Blacksmith in Bahrain, the imperial capital. Why would a group of dark wizards go to the human imperial capital to buy human-made forges? Melee weapon?"

"You mean..." Catherine looked up at Rogge in surprise and heard him say: "Yes, these people are not dark wizards at all. They don't have the black dragon tattoos that dark wizards should have on their bodies!"

"Black dragon tattoo? What is that?" Catherine asked curiously.

Rogge stood up from the corpse, stared down at the corpse in front of him and said: "The black dragon tattoo is the symbol of the dark wizards. The black dragon is the most powerful creature in the dark jungle and is immune to all magic. The black wizards believe in the power of the black dragon, so they will Tattoo the black dragon on your body.”

"So, did you look through his clothes just now to find tattoos to prove his identity?" Catherine asked in sudden realization.

Rogge nodded slightly and said: "Yes, even a dark wizard apprentice who is new to dark magic will have a black dragon mark, usually tattooed on his wrist, neck, chest, waist or ankle, but he does not have such a mark on his body. mark."

"In other words, these guys who fight with swords but know a little magic deliberately disguise themselves as dark wizards, hoping to hide their true identity!" Catherine held the long sword of the man in black robe with both hands and stared at Rogge said the pensive face.

"Yes, but what exactly are they trying to hide?"

Rogge meaningfully grabbed the right wrist of the man in black robe, lifted up his sleeve, and showed the skin on the outside of the arm in front of Catherine. The girl saw a clear black crescent engraved on the pale skin.

"What is this mark?" Catherine looked up at Rogge in confusion and asked.

Rogge shook his head solemnly and said: "I don't know what this means. There are many powerful forces among the rangers, but none of them use this symbol. Maybe this mark represents William's master, the guy who really hides behind the scenes. "

He stood up from the ground and said to Catherine: "Let's go back. This guy has said enough. If Antonio's men are trustworthy, I think they should have caught Alice. It's time to see what the living people can do." Say something."