167: Twelve Scorpions, Danger Approaches

"One-one-zero, suspicious personnel detected nearby, operation suspended!"

As the voice from the earpiece sounded.

A middle-aged man in camouflage slowly released the trigger.

And the figures of Ji Mo and the others in the scope had already entered the Forging Master Guild.

"One-one-two, what the hell? I just needed to pull the trigger, and 10 billion would be mine."

"Hunter, observe the second window on the 13th floor at your nine o'clock direction."

The voice from before sounded again in the earpiece.

The military-clad man's expression changed slightly; his partner had actually called out his real codename, which meant the situation was very serious.

He directly turned his gun and locked onto the second window on the 13th floor with his scope.

A strange figure appeared in his six-power scope.

His pupils suddenly constricted, and bloodshot lines quickly covered the whites of his eyes.

"Nether Scorpion! Emily Davis! Twelve Scorpions!"

Hunter's voice came out word by word through gritted teeth.

"Silver Owl, it's the Twelve Scorpions!"

He would never forget the owner of that face; it was this woman's arrow that had once turned into a ghost.

Those ghosts had devoured their captain and two other teammates alive, bite by bite.

And they had witnessed everything with their own eyes, yet they had lost the courage to act under that extremely eerie Nether Arrow.

It was also because of that mission that their War God Hall squad became fragmented; he and Silver Owl, under deep self-reproach, did not return to Dragon Nest.

They became living dead on the War God Hall's KIA list, becoming the Grey Dragon mercenaries in the Dragon Country's dark world.

They had abandoned their faith and responsibility, degenerating into cold-blooded killers who only discussed prices, regardless of the target's identity.

This time's target was Ji Mo, the second young master of the Jis Consortium.

Someone had offered a 10 billion bounty for Ji Mo's life; originally, they could just kill and collect the money, but now they had seen someone from the Twelve Scorpions.

This brought back their nightmare and once again placed them at that familiar crossroads.

Should they report to Dragon Nest?

Or should they just leave and pretend not to have seen anything?

The Twelve Scorpions was an extremely evil terrorist organization; ordinary people might not even have heard their name.

But as former core members of the War God Hall squad, Hunter knew just how terrifying the Twelve Scorpions were.

Legend has it that the Twelve Scorpion Kings were either Eight-turn powerhouses or possessed combat strength comparable to Eight-turn powerhouses.

They were a group of lunatics, a group of lunatics who claimed the world was fake and wanted to overthrow the entire world.

These people were cold-blooded and extreme; their indifference to life had reached an extremely terrifying degree.

In their eyes, humans were like monsters, merely NPCs in a game, and only they were the players in this game.

"Hunter, I don't want to live in the dark anymore."

Silver Owl's voice came through the walkie-talkie.

Hunter smiled; he smiled easily and happily.

This was his thought too.

"Hunter acknowledged, Silver Owl, we might go offline today. Any regrets?"

Hunter said, his right index finger gently resting on the trigger, and the crosshairs of the scope had already fallen on the Nether Scorpion's brow.

"Regrets? I just don't know how to face the captain after death, but after today, I guess that worry will be gone forever."

Listening to the voice on the walkie-talkie, Hunter smiled at the corner of his mouth and gently pulled the trigger.

However, at that moment, the Nether Scorpion in the scope suddenly revealed a strange smile.

The next second, the Nether Scorpion's face turned into that of an extremely surprised middle-aged man.

The man was wearing camouflage and had an earpiece, and it was none other than Silver Owl.

At the same time, a soft voice suddenly sounded behind Hunter.

"Little guy, do you want to kill me?"

Hunter turned sharply and pulled the trigger with force.

Buzz...

The laser sniper rifle instantly released a deep blue laser beam, but it didn't hit anyone.

A translucent evil spirit swallowed all the attacks in one gulp.

"Hehehe... a 6th Rank little guy is quite fierce, but I wonder if he's this fierce in bed?"

A woman, seductive to the bone, said with a smile.

Hunter quickly retreated, and at this moment, the laser sniper rifle in his hand had already transformed into a silver greatbow.

He drew the longbow to full moon, and a crystal arrow vanished into the air, reappearing from another direction and shooting towards the woman.

The moment the arrow appeared, ripples appeared in space.

But the woman still had an evil smile on her face and was not flustered at all; she also shot an arrow from a black longbow in her hand.

The arrow instantly transformed into a gray ghost, and after devouring the crystal long arrow, it bit Hunter's shoulder.

An extreme coldness instantly invaded Hunter's body, and Hunter fell onto the rooftop with a thud, losing all will to resist.

"Little guy, go ahead. A space-type Archer, not bad. Use this guy to practice."

Nether Scorpion Emily Davis said.

And behind her, a fiery red figure with long wavy hair slowly walked out.

If Lin Ling were here, he would recognize at a glance that this girl was precisely Xiao Ya.

She walked up to Hunter, and a dagger appeared in her hand.

The dagger pierced Hunter's skin, slicing from his calf all the way up to his head.

As she sliced, blood flowed from the wound like tiny snakes.

Xiao Ya put away the dagger, and an ancient beast skin scroll appeared in her hand.

"[Ancient God Scroll used successfully, please select the attribute you wish to plunder.]"

"[Archer Class] [Space-type Talent]"

Xiao Ya slowly spoke: "Space-type Talent."

As her words fell, the system prompt immediately popped up again.

"[Plunder successful, congratulations on acquiring the talent: Void Step, your Ice Magic now possesses the ability of Void Step.]"

"Very good, now we just need to wait for your little lover to come out. Don't worry, we will definitely fulfill what we promised you. Everyone today will be buried with your brother and father."

Nether Scorpion said, her gaze looking towards the entrance of the Forging Master Guild below.

Meanwhile, inside the Forging Master Guild, Zhou Mengyan and the others had already arrived at Lin Ling's laboratory.

"Meng Yan, this staff is my gift to you, but later you'll need to prepare the materials yourself. I don't think that will be difficult for you," Lin Ling said with a smile.

"Is it really made for me?" Zhou Mengyan asked excitedly, looking at the Priest's staff on the screen.

When she looked at Lin Ling again, her eyes were filled with shimmering autumn water.

"Of course."

Lin Ling nodded lightly and smiled, his starry eyes as bright as the most brilliant stars in the night sky.

Zhou Mengyan looked into his eyes, and her gaze gradually blurred; she gently stood on her tiptoes and leaned in to kiss Lin Ling's lips.

Looking at those fiery red lips, Lin Ling's breathing also became a little hurried.

He slightly turned his face to meet her, and his breath was already filled with that familiar fragrance.

"Beep beep beep! Please name the equipment!"

Suddenly.

The forging system sent a system prompt.

The two quickly separated as if startled, looking at the screen at the same time.

"Cough, cough, cough, you quickly come up with a name," Lin Ling asked.

"Let's call it the 'Nianlin Set'," Zhou Mengyan said softly.

"You two... don't be so openly affectionate..." Ji Mo covered his face and pointed two fingers at them respectively.

"[Naming successful!]"

"[Congratulations on successfully crafting the Nianlin Staff (Fine Quality)]"

Lin Ling ignored Ji Mo and directly clicked confirm.

A staff engraved with auspicious beasts was simultaneously handed to Zhou Mengyan.

Zhou Mengyan took the staff and held it tightly in her arms; at this moment, her eyes could not hold anyone else.

However, she was soon dumbfounded.

The forging system simultaneously displayed nine other specialized weapons.

And this set was clearly not forged for her.

At this moment, Ji Mo's eyes widened instantly as he looked at the Assassin set on the screen.

"Bro... is this for me?"

Lin Ling nodded, "Name it, then we're leaving."

Ji Mo: "I also want to call it Nianlin..."

Zhou Mengyan: "• ᷄ ࡇ • ᷅ This is a strong rival."

Lin Ling: "( ᇂ _ ᇂ | | | )"

Ji Mo: "Nianling is fine too."

Lin Ling raised his hand and typed on the keyboard, immediately succeeding in naming it.

"[Congratulations on successfully crafting the 'Black Dog Set']"

Ji Mo: "(╥_╥)"

"Let's go, let's go! You don't have to envy him; I'll make a set for all of you when I get the chance."

Lin Ling said with a smile, and the few 'sour lemons' immediately broke into happy smiles.

The group walked out of the laboratory, and many people from the Forging Master Guild came to see them off.

Just as Lin Ling reached the guild's main entrance, a sudden feeling of dread appeared.

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