"Poof", the sound of a heavy object falling on the ground alarmed everyone.
When they looked up at the kitchen door, they found that Diego had lost the goods on his shoulders and was pointing his musket at the goblin cook.
"What are you going to do!"
Acton?
The copper cup shouted reflexively, but he reacted immediately, shouting outside before Masrae could stop him, "Guard!
Guard!
” He had barely shouted twice before he was knocked on the back of his head by a nearby Necinvari flask—the dwarven flask was known for its sturdiness, and a fist-sized hollow iron lump was more than enough for him—but the movement had already been heard, and a few blocks away, the noisy and shrill shouts of the goblins rang out, and although they couldn't figure out what was going on, it was only a matter of time before they found it.
"What's going on?"
Masrae glared at Diego reproachfully and stepped up to ask.
"This stinky guy is Staven, I'm sorry I didn't tell you first—I'm afraid he ran away."
Diego said expressionlessly, his hands as steady as a rock, and he didn't mean to move the muzzle of the gun at all.
"It can't be a zombie or a ghoul he controls or something, right?"
The Night Elf asked, a little suspicious.
"You've seen talking zombies and ghouls... ∟, the ghost?
Diego sneered, he took a step closer and poked the back of the goblin chef's head with the muzzle of his gun, "Peel off your goblin skin, what are you waiting for?"
” In Azeroth, there are too many items or potions that can change a person's appearance, such as the Nogferg Potion that can turn people into skeletons, and the Sindore Orb that can transform people into Blood Elves. really responded to the sentence - you can't look at people by appearance.
This phrase has an even more wonderful meaning in Azeroth - the five big and three thick Minotaur you see is likely to be a cute dwarf girl in disguise, and a pirate in a skull hat may have just eaten a delicious wind snake.
The fat goblin was a little helpless and pulled out a round thing from his pocket.
Slowly handed it to Masrae in front of him.
Without Diego's permission, he couldn't even look back.
It was a fist-sized purple orb.
The surface of the material that could not be seen was densely engraved with golden runes, and the entire sphere emitted a mysterious fluorescence.
"Fraud Orb?
You've got really good stuff.
Diego said in surprise.
This orb can transform its wielder into any desired racial appearance, such as orcs, minotaurs, or dwarves, and is a coveted treasure for spies.
The moment the Orb of Deception left the fat goblin's fingers, it was as if a layer of human skin had faded from his body, revealing the face hidden underneath.
In fact, not only his appearance, but even his height was gradually rising, a few seconds later.
A crumbling human body stood in front of the group.
He turned slowly and looked at Diego behind him, and in the process, everyone saw him as well.
To be precise, the human in front of him could no longer be considered a living person, he should probably be classified as a living dead - the necromancer's original pale skin turned a sickly gray-green, and a few strands of hair that had fallen off were greasy and greasy against his skull.
The muscles on his face seemed to have vanished, leaving only a shriveled layer of skin clinging to the well-defined skull, as if he were wearing a skeletal mask.
His lips seemed to have long since been shriveled and obscene.
Exposed festering gums and jagged burnt teeth.
But what really kept Diego from looking away was the man's eyes.
Because it was simply the eyes that you would only see in a nightmare, a pair of eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of turbid white clouds, and you couldn't see the black pupils at all!
"Looks like my appearance scares you."
Staven said hoarsely.
There was a mocking smile on his face, and the rotten robe he wore shook as his chest rose and fell.
"But you caused it all, and it will be counted on your head."
"I don't mind, and I'm going to give you a happy death.
Although this way of dying is somewhat too cheap for you.
Diego let out a soft snort from his nostrils.
However, he had seen too much and thought the general trend was set and chattered endlessly.
In the end, the story of being turned over by Xiaoqiang, he didn't want to be reversed like the villains in those novels.
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It turned into a complete tragedy.
In order to avoid a long night's dream, he decided to shoot first and end it all.
However, his fingers pressed slowly on the trigger, moving little by little to prolong the joy of his revenge.
However, just then, a team of goblins turned out from the corner of the street.
Seeing Acton crawling on the ground?
Their faces changed dramatically, and they raised their muskets almost instantly.
"Fire, fire!
They killed our people!
A captain-like goblin shouted hysterically.
The sound of ping-pong gunfire rang out immediately, and the acrid smoke filled the alleyway, and for a while, no one could see the situation on the other side.
Everyone was panicked and looking for a place to hide, and Diego was taken aback.
Luckily, though, he was standing behind Stavon, and the necromancer helped him block a lot of bullets - since Diego was the only one in the group with a weapon, the goblins rightfully saw him as the most dangerous target, and most of the bullets fired were aimed at him.
Diego still regrets that he didn't do it sooner, and as a result, he let the goblins get ahead of him and kill the necromancer.
But when he saw that Stavon was only shivering a few times after being shot, but continued to stand as if nothing had happened, he realized that if he didn't hit the vital point, it would not be fatal for a necromancer, as he had encountered several times before.
But just as he pulled the trigger and shot Stavon in the head—any creature, even a dragon, would cost at least half a life if it was hit in the head—a shockwave of magical energy exploded in all directions, centered on the necromancer.
Diego felt like he had been hit head-on by a truck, throwing him backwards.
But by this time, the musket that had been subconsciously fired in his hand had obviously lost its crosshairs, and the huge bullet whizzed over the necromancer's head, disappearing into the distant forest, startling a flock of birds.
Magic Blast!
This instantaneous spell does not require chanting a spell or holding a spell seal, and can be unleashed in almost half a second, making it a necessary spell to create chaos and take advantage of the opportunity to smear oil on the soles of your feet.
As Diego struggled to raise his head from the ground to find the necromancer, he found that Stavon had long since disappeared.
Farther away, the smoke cleared, and at the end of the alley, a whole group of goblins with muskets in hand was waiting for them.
"Shit!"
Diego couldn't help but curse viciously, he didn't dare to delay in the slightest, and rolled himself into the kitchen.
The gunfire rang out again, and a dense stream of bullets crackled where he had just been, splashing earth flowers.
He kicked hard against the kitchen wall, and the dirt fell from it, revealing a gaping gap.
Obviously, such a wall will not stop bullets.
Well, now it's time to die, so let's think about how to get out of the goblin camp.
He sighed and picked up the gun in his hand.
(To be continued.) )