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The celebration of Tatuga Port continued, and Bai En led fifteen soldiers along the curved street. 35xs Bahn is not far to the right is Falheim and his soldiers, on the left is Amen Cannon and his team.

More than a dozen members of the association each led fifteen to twenty soldiers, separated by a distance of more than one hundred yards, in a line, starting from the dock and patrolling toward the cliff.

The team that followed Bai En consisted of five heavily armed dwarves, holding an axe and a long-handed warhammer. The uniformed port guards are mostly from the Governor of the port, Hedru Baggins, equipped with leather armour, long swords and bucklers. The five longbowmen recruited had long swords and axes on their waists.

Bane saw Falheim threw a silver coin at a beggar who saw that everyone did not move. The beggar immediately got up and chased the silver coin rolling on the ground.

Temple Square and the vast platform under which the dwarves were built under the cliffs shone with fire, music and singing kept coming from that direction, mixed with wild laughter. The townspeople are still celebrating the night owl's wedding, and it seems they intend to go on forever.

The houses in the port were repaired by slaves brought by slave traders, and the dwarves who arrived later were repaired, and the facilities were already perfect. However, even if there is a port cleaning team, the night is also dirty.

When Bane was comparing Tutuga and Relmas, who was cleaner, a soldier stepped on a large pool of oil stains left by a street vendor on the street and directly touched the ground with his face. 35xs Fortunately, he responded quickly without using his hand to help the ground, otherwise the long sword in his hand would directly cut off half of his face.

Seeing this, Bai En quietly moved to the middle of the road. He held a sacrificial knife in both hands. If he fell down unfortunately, it would not be much better than this unlucky egg.

The search efficiency of the team is not fast, basically relying on the seed given by Antalatem, but the area north of the port has already completed nearly half of the search. Baien had to wonder whether the monster had fled here. After all, Tatuga Port has three or four roads to leave except Tatuga Fort.

Bai En was thinking wildly, and the three soldiers of Amen Cannon left the line and ran to the left of Bian, Falheim, and A Men Cannon.

"Master Master Baien, the chairman invited you to come. He said there were some discoveries." The soldiers who came reported to Baien.

Bai En nodded and led the team through the alley between the houses to the position of Amen Cannon.

Before reaching the position, Bai En felt that the hard skin of the 'thorn bush lotus seed' in his palm had broken. Looking at Amen Cannon's standing position again, he could not help but swear at it.

Amen Cannon stood next to a manhole cover in the sewer. This manhole cover was hidden in a deep alley. The keyhole in the metal fence had been smashed and the fence door was hidden.

When the Black Elk and Falheim arrived, the soldiers beside Amenkanon had opened the metal fence.

Just as Bai En was about to stoop in, Amen Cannon put his hand on his chest. Amen Cannon's head shook to an imperceptible level, preventing Bene from entering with his eyes.

Bai Enxin grasped the idea and moved a few steps outside to allow the hole behind the fence to open, letting the black elk who came later arrange the port security team into it.

From the fence, only the fire of the guard swayed in the sewer. The screaming suddenly broke out, loud and long, looking helpless and desperate. Bai En can hear the sound of the collision of the security guards waving their weapons on the wall, the panic-screaming shouts, and the sound of the pace when he fled, but in the end all the sounds stopped abruptly.

Bai En did not speak, just looked at Amen Cannon, waiting for his order.

"Go to the Brothers Fresman, and go quickly." Amen Cannon had been pondering and finally ordered a soldier.

Another scream came from the sewer, and Bai En didn't expect anyone else to be alive.

No one of the four mages spoke, and the atmosphere of silence began to spread. The surrounding soldiers also heard the voice below. They began to fear, looking at the others around them, trying to get some kind of encouragement from others, so that they have the courage to face.

"Do you have any way to deal with this monster?" Amen Cannon asked.

Bai En shook his head. Whether it was a werewolf or something, his spells were basically useless. The same is true for Falheim. His spells are good against this strong and agile monster, but when the opponent is cunning enough, he has no time to cast spells.

"If it can be trapped, my bow and arrow may be useful." The black elk said finally.

Amen Cannon shook his head, the black elk's bow and arrow might be powerful, but it could not be used in the sewer. As long as the monster keeps close combat distance with people, even if he shoots the soldiers and monsters that are in front with a bow and arrow through it, it will not cause any critical results.

Can I only rely on myself? Amen Cannon thought. It has been a long time since I have experienced this kind of battle, and the development of Fatalin has created my own position while keeping myself away from the front line. He didn't know how much he had left, maybe it was time to pick up training again.

The Freissman brothers did not allow the four to wait too long. When they arrived, Amen Cannon asked the same question.

"It's a little more troublesome for the werewolf." Brother Mike said. "Flame can hurt the werewolf, but if it is so clever, it can't think of running away."

"We have a spell to deal with it, but we need to force it into a closed environment." Brother Noah added.

"The sewer night owl should have been sent to explore, to find the topographic map of the sewer." Amen Cannon ordered a soldier. Then he shouted to another soldier. "Go inform others and keep the exit of the sewer closest to them."

The soldiers went to execute the order, the topographic map of the sewer came faster than expected, and the governor of the port acted quickly.

Several mages quickly determined the tactics through the topographic map. After the merge of the mages and the army, they would enclose the monster from the sewer from three directions, and finally drive the monster to a relatively narrow dead end.

"Bai En, gather people and arrange for others to close all sewer outlets. Black elk, pick some experienced warriors and crossbowmen or archers, and poison the arrows."

"One more thing," Amen Cannon hesitated and decided to speak straight. "There may be a mage below, very strong. If found, all archers and crossbowmen have priority to solve him."

When everything was arranged properly, a few dwarves first carried their shields into the sewer behind the fence. Among the mages, Bai En entered first. The cave was not high, but wide enough for one person to pass through.

When Bai En entered the underground passage, the passage was very wide and the ceiling was almost twenty feet high. Underneath is a slow, filthy stream of water. Its bad smell lifted his nostrils and drilled into his nasal cavity, suffocating him.

He took a step forward, ignoring the silt, and stepped his boots on the edge of the channel as much as possible.

Then the soldiers who came in quickly raised their shields and put on a simple defensive formation. Next came Falheim, who spit and pinched his nose with his right hand.

"I will never get used to it."

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The celebration of Tatuga Port continued, and Bai En led fifteen soldiers along the curved street. 35xs Bahn is not far to the right is Falheim and his soldiers, on the left is Amen Cannon and his team.

More than a dozen members of the association each led fifteen to twenty soldiers, separated by a distance of more than one hundred yards, in a line, starting from the dock and patrolling toward the cliff.

The team that followed Bai En consisted of five heavily armed dwarves, holding an axe and a long-handed warhammer. The uniformed port guards are mostly from the Governor of the port, Hedru Baggins, equipped with leather armour, long swords and bucklers. The five longbowmen recruited had long swords and axes on their waists.

Bane saw Falheim threw a silver coin at a beggar who saw that everyone did not move. The beggar immediately got up and chased the silver coin rolling on the ground.

Temple Square and the vast platform under which the dwarves were built under the cliffs shone with fire, music and singing kept coming from that direction, mixed with wild laughter. The townspeople are still celebrating the night owl's wedding, and it seems they intend to go on forever.

The houses in the port were repaired by slaves brought by slave traders, and the dwarves who arrived later were repaired, and the facilities were already perfect. However, even if there is a port cleaning team, the night is also dirty.

When Bane was comparing Tutuga and Relmas, who was cleaner, a soldier stepped on a large pool of oil stains left by a street vendor on the street and directly touched the ground with his face. 35xs Fortunately, he responded quickly without using his hand to help the ground, otherwise the long sword in his hand would directly cut off half of his face.

Seeing this, Bai En quietly moved to the middle of the road. He held a sacrificial knife in both hands. If he fell down unfortunately, it would not be much better than this unlucky egg.

The search efficiency of the team is not fast, basically relying on the seed given by Antalatem, but the area north of the port has already completed nearly half of the search. Baien had to wonder whether the monster had fled here. After all, Tatuga Port has three or four roads to leave except Tatuga Fort.

Bai En was thinking wildly, and the three soldiers of Amen Cannon left the line and ran to the left of Bian, Falheim, and A Men Cannon.

"Master Master Baien, the chairman invited you to come. He said there were some discoveries." The soldiers who came reported to Baien.

Bai En nodded and led the team through the alley between the houses to the position of Amen Cannon.

Before reaching the position, Bai En felt that the hard skin of the 'thorn bush lotus seed' in his palm had broken. Looking at Amen Cannon's standing position again, he could not help but swear at it.

Amen Cannon stood next to a manhole cover in the sewer. This manhole cover was hidden in a deep alley. The keyhole in the metal fence had been smashed and the fence door was hidden.

When the Black Elk and Falheim arrived, the soldiers beside Amenkanon had opened the metal fence.

Just as Bai En was about to stoop in, Amen Cannon put his hand on his chest. Amen Cannon's head shook to an imperceptible level, preventing Bene from entering with his eyes.

Bai Enxin grasped the idea and moved a few steps outside to allow the hole behind the fence to open, letting the black elk who came later arrange the port security team into it.

From the fence, only the fire of the guard swayed in the sewer. The screaming suddenly broke out, loud and long, looking helpless and desperate. Bai En can hear the sound of the collision of the security guards waving their weapons on the wall, the panic-screaming shouts, and the sound of the pace when he fled, but in the end all the sounds stopped abruptly.

Bai En did not speak, just looked at Amen Cannon, waiting for his order.

"Go to the Brothers Fresman, and go quickly." Amen Cannon had been pondering and finally ordered a soldier.

Another scream came from the sewer, and Bai En didn't expect anyone else to be alive.

No one of the four mages spoke, and the atmosphere of silence began to spread. The surrounding soldiers also heard the voice below. They began to fear, looking at the others around them, trying to get some kind of encouragement from others, so that they have the courage to face.

"Do you have any way to deal with this monster?" Amen Cannon asked.

Bai En shook his head. Whether it was a werewolf or something, his spells were basically useless. The same is true for Falheim. His spells are good against this strong and agile monster, but when the opponent is cunning enough, he has no time to cast spells.

"If it can be trapped, my bow and arrow may be useful." The black elk said finally.

Amen Cannon shook his head, the black elk's bow and arrow might be powerful, but it could not be used in the sewer. As long as the monster keeps close combat distance with people, even if he shoots the soldiers and monsters that are in front with a bow and arrow through it, it will not cause any critical results.

Can I only rely on myself? Amen Cannon thought. It has been a long time since I have experienced this kind of battle, and the development of Fatalin has created my own position while keeping myself away from the front line. He didn't know how much he had left, maybe it was time to pick up training again.

The Freissman brothers did not allow the four to wait too long. When they arrived, Amen Cannon asked the same question.

"It's a little more troublesome for the werewolf." Brother Mike said. "Flame can hurt the werewolf, but if it is so clever, it can't think of running away."

"We have a spell to deal with it ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but we need to force it into a closed environment." Brother Noah added.

"The sewer night owl should have been sent to explore, to find the topographic map of the sewer." Amen Cannon ordered a soldier. Then he shouted to another soldier. "Go inform others and keep the exit of the sewer closest to them."

The soldiers went to execute the order, the topographic map of the sewer came faster than expected, and the governor of the port acted quickly.

Several mages quickly determined the tactics through the topographic map. After the merge of the mages and the army, they would enclose the monster from the sewer from three directions, and finally drive the monster to a relatively narrow dead end.

"Bai En, gather people and arrange for others to close all sewer outlets. Black elk, pick some experienced warriors and crossbowmen or archers, and poison the arrows."

"One more thing," Amen Cannon hesitated and decided to speak straight. "There may be a mage below, very strong. If found, all archers and crossbowmen have priority to solve him."

When everything was arranged properly, a few dwarves first carried their shields into the sewer behind the fence. Among the mages, Bai En entered first. The cave was not high, but wide enough for one person to pass through.

When Bai En entered the underground passage, the passage was very wide and the ceiling was almost twenty feet high. Underneath is a slow, filthy stream of water. Its bad smell lifted his nostrils and drilled into his nasal cavity, suffocating him.

He took a step forward, ignoring the silt, and stepped his boots on the edge of the channel as much as possible.

Then the soldiers who came in quickly raised their shields and put on a simple defensive formation. Next came Falheim, who spit and pinched his nose with his right hand.

"I will never get used to it."