Chapter 332 This is a pit dad chapter, and the author is revising it

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Now that the caravan cargo has been asked, the question arises.

Although the Red Dragon Demon Core is forbidden, powerful, and beyond everyone's expectations, it ...... This has something to do with the murder!

It is true that the red dragon at the peak of the Heavenly Rank is a bull breaker, but even if it is a demigod-level demonic beast, the demon core left behind after their death probably does not have the ability to kill people invisibly, right?

Kester, who got the answer, frowned tightly: "It's impossible for the demon core to do this by itself, the real fierce beast is probably still out of my sight." Who the hell is it! ”

However, no one can give an answer. In fact, all the clues have reached a dead end by now, and the terrifying enemy that is really lurking behind it has not appeared at all.

After asking a high-ranking mage to use lie detector magic on the caravan leader, Kester finally didn't choose to search the car to find the red dragon core. Although such a magic core is first-class even in the royal collections of all races, although Kester has completely broken off the relationship with the caravan captain, he has to be worthy of his conscience to snatch such a valuable cargo.

"Father, even if I have fallen to such a point, I will not do anything that violates the royal family!" Kester clenched his fists and set off with the group.

Because of Kester's previous situation, the mercenaries have completely alienated themselves from the caravan. At this moment, they walked on the periphery of the convoy, led by Kester, while the people of the caravan were alone in the middle of the carriage. In the middle is a small vacuum.

Nevertheless, the task continues. In the mercenary industry, no matter how big the conflict with the employer is, as long as it is not a matter of life and death, it is generally impossible to give up the task at hand.

So, in such an awkward and dull atmosphere, the team spent another day in the process of moving forward. It's just that everyone's hearts are heavy, as if they have pressed a huge stone. After all, 21 people, including Khufu, have died, and their deaths are simply terrifying. There's one more night left tonight, and no one knows what terrible things will happen next. But fortunately, there is only one night left, and it is estimated that you will be able to reach your destination at noon tomorrow. If not, the morale of the team will probably be even more unstable.

In the midst of such and such anxiety, night finally fell quietly. When the last rays of twilight from the setting sun disappeared from the rainforest, the caravans and mercenary guards were forced to stop and set up camp.

Who's going to keep vigil today? This question made the mercenaries panic while setting up the camp.

When the camp was dealt with, all the mercenaries, whether they were ragtags or elite squads, gathered in the middle of the camp, and even the caravan people came. In the shadow of an unknown death, the remnants were forced to unite.

"What do you think of tonight's vigil?" The Order-8 Dwarven Hammer Warrior looked at Kester and the other Order-8 Water Mage in an inquiring tone.

Seeing that Kester didn't speak, the eighth-order magician pondered for a moment and said, "It's better to draw lots." The number of people on the vigil tonight was doubled, and the 105 people, including the members of the caravan, were divided into three shifts, with 35 people in each shift keeping watch for an hour and a half (three hours), led by you and me and Ye Lingyun respectively. "This plan is only used for emergencies, but everyone can't sleep peacefully anyway, so it's safer to keep a nightclub, uh...... Probably......

In fact, what if there were more people? Didn't the eighth-order Blood Clan assassin die quietly and invisibly? Sometimes, people just need a little psychological comfort.

Kester did not object to these proposals, and in fact he had no better way. Now that everything is confusing, this is the safest way to go.

After the draw, Kester won the middle hour and a half. The mercenaries who were drawn from him rested like him, and then woke up after an hour and a half to take over the patrol.

"Then we'll rest first, and I hope you don't touch anything." Kester nodded to the eighth-order mage and returned to his tent.

After the eighth-order magician and Kester looked at each other, they both saw a glimmer of worry in each other's eyes. But what can be done?

"Well, I hope everything goes well......" Kester thought with a shake of his head. If this matter really has nothing to do with Master Khufu, then I'm afraid it won't go well today.

Originally, under such a tense atmosphere, Kester should not be able to sleep, but in fact, on the contrary, as soon as Kester leaned on the pillow, he actually fell asleep peacefully.

"Hmm, it's time for the shift, right?" Kester rubbed his eyes, and he vaguely felt as if he had been asleep for a while.

Luckily, Kester slept in his clothes, so he didn't have to put on armor when he jumped.

"Hmm, why didn't you call me?" Kester yawned and walked out of the tent, where the eighth-order dwarven warrior sat motionless by the extinguished fire.

"Weird, why are you the only one left?" Blown by the icy night wind, Kester's consciousness suddenly cleared up a lot. He patted the dwarven warrior on the shoulder, intending to ask the other party what was going on, and then ......

With a click, the dwarven warrior threw himself forward and fell to the ground.

"How...... Finish? Kester instantly became alert, "Are you alright?" ”

The dwarven warrior didn't respond, just fell to the ground motionless.

Kester gently rolled him over and ......

"Damn, it's really a trick a day! Is this going to carry out a thousand ways to die in Eswell? Kester gave a "sure enough" expression.

The dwarven warrior didn't have a single scar above his chest, and even his armor didn't have a single scratch. But there was a deep wound on his upper abdomen. But the scariest thing is not this, but ...... All the internal organs of the dwarven heavy warriors are gone!

Just imagine, when a mercenary who looks like an ordinary person suddenly turns into a corpse whose internal organs have disappeared, the contrast seems to be a little bigger......

However, Kester was indeed very calm, and he instantly realized the seriousness of the change in the matter. It seems that the terrifying force behind it has not given up.

"Everyone, get up, something is wrong!" Kester abandoned the dead dwarves on the spot and began to go from house to house to wake up the mercenaries who were sleeping soundly.

But this is not the end, and soon, he found that his thoughts seemed to be a little ...... Take it for granted.

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