By the time he picked up the small scale and came to the shelter, Hyde was already holding a bag embroidered with white patterns.

The two of them worked together to shake out 20g of white powder from the bag.

"This is for stir-fried meat!"

Someone took it away, and they repeated the action and took out 30g again.

"This is for cooking!"

A total of fifty grams of white powder was added to the two steps, but it actually did not bring any flavor improvement to the meal.

On the contrary, the oily meat looks greasier and the white rice becomes dry and hard.

But Duan Tianrong in the tent didn't care about this. Just as Haide stepped back, the sound of people eating rice could be heard from inside.

The two looked at each other and shook their heads slightly.

It wasn't until he reached the corner that Hyde showed a depressed expression and said: "When I was an ordinary person, I never saw the high priest with such a bad temper. He has been so unlucky recently!"

"Just be satisfied. The high priest just didn't offend you. It was enough."

Rudolf dug into his meal without raising his head.

"The mission will be carried out in the evening. Who in the team doesn't know that the high priest will use fragments of the sacred mine to ensure combat power. You are so brave to use such a poor excuse as a big pot of rice. If it weren't for the fact that you are a new priest,

The high priest just taught you a lesson!"

"Guaranteed combat capability?"

Hyde bit into a piece of fat fiercely.

"A micro-tribe with less than a hundred people, and a second-level priest who just got promoted through bad luck... Although the high priest is only a third-level priest, he possesses offensive magic and is not afraid of even the fourth-level priests of the tribe.

, is there any need to use the divine mine to ensure combat power?"

The kill order is a reward order.

The order placed a reward on Thomas, the second-level priest of the Fire Fist tribe, and included extremely detailed information.

This includes detailed magical skills and past achievements.

In Hyde's eyes, if the priest of the Fire Fist tribe hadn't been promoted to the second level, he and Rudolph would have been enough for this trip.

Or even if the opponent is level 2, as long as he can use a trick to get the priest Thomas to leave the tribe.

If the two first-level priests join forces, they still have a high probability of winning directly.

"Shut up, when has it been your turn as a new priest to question the choice of the high priest?"

Rudolf glanced at Hyde helplessly, "A lion fights a rabbit with all its strength. For us snow bandits, this is the experience summed up by countless people between life and death. This time you can indeed be careless, but what about next time?

Next time, if you develop the habit of slacking off, you will always encounter a difficult situation."

"By then, will it be too late for you to regret it?"

This is the intuitive gap in combat experience between the new and old priests.

Hyde is only a new priest in the secret killing team who has only been promoted for half a year, and has not yet had a head-to-head confrontation with other priests.

From an ordinary person to a priest, his transformation in status made him unaware of the cruelty of the priestly world.

The fight between priests is far more dangerous than the fight between ordinary people.

Especially in life and death battles, level is never the key to winning the battle. Rich combat experience and combat preparation can often create miracles.

In Crack No. 37, there was a snow bandit who used only the second-level priest to fight the tribe's fourth-level priest head-on and won a great victory.

Even though the fourth-level priest is an auxiliary priest, it is not difficult to explain that the level is not absolute.

If he is careless, Thomas, the priest of the Fire Fist tribe, may also capture Duan Tianrong.

Of course, this probability is very small, almost close to zero.

The gap between the tribe's priests and the snowband's priests is still too big.

According to the information, Thomas, the priest of the Fire Fist tribe, only mastered an ordinary second-level attack magic, Fire Fist.

And what about the four offensive magical arts that Duan Tianrong mastered?

The ones with the lowest power are all at Level 2, and the highest ones even reach Level 4.

Not to mention that he also has three defensive magical arts, and one of them can just deal with the fire-based offensive magical arts.

"Okay, okay, everything you said is right."

After being taught a lesson, Hyde showed a smile on his face, as if he didn't care at all.

Seeing this, Rudolph could only shake his head speechlessly.

But he made up his mind that in future missions the secret killing team would receive, they would not form a team with this idiot.

It doesn't matter if you are stupid. If you keep this mentality, you will eventually harm the people around you.

After eating, it’s time to rest again.

Different from the past, this time the secret killing team arranged sentries for rotational vigilance.

Their current location is only about ten kilometers away from the Fire Fist tribe. Although they are not worried that the other party will send people out to patrol in this weather, there is still a slight probability of exposure.

At six o'clock in the evening, Duan Tianrong emerged from the tent.

He did not rush to set off, but called everyone to his side and reiterated the combat discipline again.

The content is generally consistent with what Rudolph said. The core is still not to let down your guard and pay attention to every opponent.

But then again, discipline is discipline. If everyone could abide by it, there would be no snow bandits.

This can be seen from the fact that the group of people went to the Fire Fist tribe in the dark but did not put away the temporary camp.

Even Duan Tianrong still has a touch of contempt in his heart.

A small tribe with only second-level priests rushed in and killed the target.

If we come back then, maybe the bonfire will still be out.

...

"Is this the snowman?"

"I think it's not as good as Shado. At least he broke one of our crooked-neck trees."

Walking out of the tribe wrapped in thick cotton clothes, Somo sniffed and stared at the shivering snow bandits on the ground and couldn't help but curl his lips.

Perhaps it was the long-term sneak attacks that gave the Snowband Priests a strange illusion.

In the battle with the tribal priests, they had an infinite advantage, and their combat effectiveness was not at the same level.

However, the Snow Bandits have forgotten one thing. If the tribal priests are so weak, why can they still stand firm in the light and suppress them to death in the shadows to this day?

Just rely on the support of a few tribes with ninth-level priests?

The answer is no.

Using one's own strengths to attack the other's weaknesses is the approach with the highest winning rate.

The tribal priests are indeed inferior to the snow bandit priests in frontal battles. This is undeniable.

But tribal priests also have areas of expertise. As long as they can bring the snow bandit priests into the field, their winning rate will also explode.

Just like...positional warfare!

Thomas once again used a disgraceful sneak attack, making the attacking Snow Bandit Priest helpless.

Moreover, with the experience of fighting against Shado, this time the sneak attack was more calm. The opponent did not even notice the fluctuation of the divine spell, but was forced to control it for two seconds, and his body was hit by a fire fist.

It's pitiful that all the people were destroyed, far less than half of the Shado left.

"Patriarch, patriarch, we are rich!"

Thomas, who was usually unsmiling, rushed up from the other side, with uncontrollable ecstasy on his face.

In his hand, he held two things.

A small white bag, and... a piece of glowing parchment that Soma was very familiar with.

"Damn it, the snow bandit has a magical power?"
Chapter completed!