Chapter Thirty-Four: The Wurm Knight
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"Strange?" Nasol rubbed his head and said, "Aren't you curious?" β
He didn't believe it, and the crowd was not at all interested in Chere's human form.
The information he has received since he became a thief, this werewolf called Chere, has never taken on a human form since he appeared in the imperial capital. Although many orcs prefer to maintain their true appearance, they usually appear in human form out of politeness when attending high-class gatherings, but Thunder has always been the same.
This Chelley humanoid appearance has also become a bounty issue on the internal board of the Thieves Guild, but no one has ever achieved it.
Pink Jingjing and Noxisi glanced at each other and said, "It's a little curious, but this is Chelley's own choice, he likes his appearance, how can we force him to turn into a human form for us to see?" β
Nocisi nodded in agreement and said, "That's right, if we have to transform him into a human form, then that kind of behavior is tantamount to persecution." β
The two small serious words made the night elves, who had always been inconsequential, smile bitterly.
He leaned over to Ash and whispered, "Ash, aren't you interested at all?" β
His voice was soft, but he was sure that the werewolf was listening with his ears pricked up.
Ash glanced at him lightly, then at Che Lei, and said, "It doesn't matter. β
Whatever form Chelley takes, he or he, it doesn't change much for Ash.
Because for Ash, no matter how the appearance of the human being changes, the skin is gone, and the inside is still blood-red muscles and white bones, except for the difference between strength and weakness. It's no different.
At this time, Pink Jingjing suddenly sighed and asked Nasol, "Strange, what kind of race is that person?" β
Looking in the direction of Pink Jingjing's little finger, Nasol saw a handsome young man walking out of the shop, thought for a while, and said, "Probably from the canine clan, the human form of the canine clan in the beast clan has changed the best." β
Cheley shrugged his nose. He smiled and said, "You're wrong." That's not a canine. β
"Huh? What kind of clan is that? β
"It's the Terrans..."
Nasol was embarrassed, and Pink Jingjing and Noxisi burst out laughing unceremoniously, and the corners of Ash's mouth also curved an arc.
After buying a lot of orc handicrafts, everyone settled dinner in a restaurant.
The dishes cooked by the orc chefs are not as delicate as those of humans. But it also has a different flavor. Even the fastidious elves are quite fond of the orc family's barbecue skills.
In the evening, the group stayed at a hotel.
The innkeeper was an owl-man, half-orc, with a large plush face and a pair of silver-rimmed monocles that were too small for his big head. It looks a bit nondescript.
Pink Jingjing and Nossi laughed happily as they whispered, and Ash listened to their fairy tales. The corners of his mouth were curled as well.
"Boss, do you still have a room?"
Just as Netsol was haggling with the Owl Man, a young man walked in and asked.
Ash glanced at him lightly, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
As it happens, the young man was the one Nasol had mistaken for a canine.
Pink Jingjing and Nocisi let out a "huh". Laughed, and ash. There was a bit of vigilance.
As a strong man once said, there are no coincidences in this world, there are only inevitable.
I saw that this young man was in the west of the city, but this hotel was in the east of the city, and there were more than three hotels in the east of the city, how could it happen that the other party would come to the east of the city, and it happened to be the same hotel as the one they were staying in?
There was also a diminutive thief standing beside the young man, who didn't look very old, and he didn't know if it was because of an injury in his left eye, and he was wearing a black blindfold, and he looked a little smart.
As soon as he entered the hotel, he went straight to the boss and asked if there was a clean courtyard that could accommodate more than twenty people, and the young man seemed to notice the sight of a few people, and he was in a trance when he saw the ashes, and then greeted everyone with an embarrassed smile.
Receiving an affirmative reply from the owl boss, the thief breathed a sigh of relief, paid the rental fee and immediately ran out of the door to call for his companions.
It didn't take long for Cerley to smell the blood, and he saw a group of mermaids rushing in, his gray eyes narrowing, and Nasol's eyes widening in surprise.
Look at the marks engraved on the weapons worn by those mercenaries, isn't it the Blue Dragon Mercenary Group?!
The whirlwind plus the dragon pattern is only possessed by the green dragon, which is known as the strongest mercenary group on the continent.
However, now they are wrapped in bandages one by one, looking sluggish, and many of them are even lying on stretchers.
"Oh my God, that guy was so badly injured!"
Pink Jingjing saw an injured man, his arm was charred black, and half of his body seemed to rot, revealing the same charred skin inside, which was unbearable.
Pink Jingjing covered her eyes, and Noxisi couldn't bear to turn her head away.
Ash was surprised, and leaned over to feel it carefully.
The people of the surrounding Qinglong Mercenary Group only thought she was watching a play, and were about to glare at her angrily, but when they saw Ash's unusual appearance, they all lost their minds.
faded away from a gray gray, and under the support of the light element, it made people feel that she had a touch of kindness, and people couldn't help but want to get close to her.
The werewolf coughed and asked, "Ash, what's wrong?" β
Ash frowned, turned around and whispered, "I sensed the aura of the Black Tower Clan. β
Cerle and Nasol were stunned at the same time.
was attacked once on the cliff, and the night when the palace was washed in blood, if you can't remember the mental fluctuations of the other party twice in a row, Ash is not worthy of being called the first killer in the interstellar world.
For a killer, keen insight and memory are indispensable.
In her senses, the little white light that was seeping out of the wounds of the mercenaries was similar to the ones she had encountered on the cliffs, and they all made her feel the same danger and disgust.
What's more, these mercenaries are not under ordinary magic, but cursed!
Curse this kind of magic is a dark magic.
It has a strong feature that, once used, the user will detach a portion of the spirit imprint and leave it on the cursed person. so that it can be detected when the curse loses its effect or is broken by others. And powerful magicians can control the strength of those curses through their own spiritual imprints, and speed up or slow down the injuries of the spell caster at will!
It was also because of the fluctuations emitted by the spiritual imprint of the curse left behind that Ash recognized that it belonged to the Black Tower Clan, and the spiritual fluctuations of the Black Tower Clan were so weird, they would devour your spirit while you were tempted with your spiritual power!
It seems that even the races that survived the ancient period could not escape the rules of magic.
When the innkeeper saw such a "miserable" wounded, his eyes immediately widened, and he prepared to go to the priest. The young man shook his hand and rejected the boss's kindness, saying, "Pastor we have already asked for it." Even the Light Mage has been invited, but to no avail. β
"Now that someone in my regiment has hurried to the imperial capital to ask for help from the Great Wizard Yoonkad, I can only hope that the well-informed Archmage can help clear the pain of my brothers."
The young man smiled wryly. In fact, even he didn't believe what he said, even if the Great Wizard could lift the curse on these mercenaries, it would be impossible for them to come here for the sake of a mercenary group. Even if they were the number one mercenary group in the continent, at best, they were just a group of civilians dancing on swords, so how could they invite a great magician?
"Captain..."
The little thief next to him wanted to say something comforting, but the young man shook his head. "I see what you mean, if it's a curse that has never been seen or heard before. Out of a research mentality, maybe Lord Yonkad would agree to our invitation, but now, he is no longer the same status as before, but has become the only archmage on the continent. Another Lord Cross of the land of Tantani has fallen, just because of these two words. That Lord's actions will be more visible than ever. β
The young man sighed and said, "Presumably, now that the news of Lord Cross's fall has reached the Imperial Capital, Yonkad will definitely go to mourn, and it is unlikely that he will focus on our small mercenary group." β
The expression on the little thief's face was very unwilling, and he wanted to tell the difference, but he didn't know how to say it.
Although the two only talked softly, they were listened to by Ash and the others word for word.
Who are they? The long-eared Night Elves, the Orc Clan's Chere, and the former Star Killer Ash! Which is not an ear power that is different from ordinary people!
Listening to these words, the waves set off were wave after wave.
When all the members of the moaning Blue Dragon Mercenary Regiment moved in, Ash and the others also sat in Che Lei's room with a serious face to discuss.
The two of them had already slept soundly in Ash's room, and Ash had specially set up a few enchantments, so they were relieved to come to the next door.
They didn't expect that that young man to be Da Mingrui, the leader of the Blue Dragon Mercenary Regiment, the youngest Wulong knight on the continent!
This only surprised a few people slightly, after all, the rumored brave and combative wulong knight couldn't get close to such a bookish man who could barely be called handsome.
What made everyone feel solemn was the news of the fall of the fire archmage Cross!
"That fiery red dot on the Divine Soul Map is in the territory of Thanteni, right?" Nasol said.
Ash nodded, she couldn't be mistaken, that dim fiery red dot was located in the northeast of the country of Hiro, and in other words, it was indeed in the territory of the country of Tanteni.
The Night Elf scratched his head and said with some bitterness, "We didn't pay attention to the bleak point at first, but now that I think about it, maybe it represents the meaning of fall." β
The crowd was silent.
The dots of various colors represent the heirs of the gods of the gods, and the fiery red is naturally the successor of the souls of the god of fire, because of this point at the beginning, everyone didn't care, but now when they hear the news of the fall of Cross, they all remember this point.
"Maybe... The heir to the Vulcan is not necessarily Cross. β
The werewolf groaned for a moment and said, "What's more, a water-colored point located on the Temple of the Moon Goddess is also dim, if the gloom represents the fall of the successor of the Divine Soul, then the point on the Temple of the Moon Goddess also represents the death of the successor of the Divine Soul of the Moon Goddess?" β
Nasol understood what Cheret meant, that point was located above the Temple of the Moon Goddess, and if it meant that the Successor of the Divine Soul had fallen, then it meant that someone must have died in the Temple of the Moon Goddess. And he died in the temple!
But since the Moon Goddess Temple was founded, no one has ever died in the temple!
On the contrary, in the Temple of Light, which has many light sacrifices, there are often cases of death due to serious injuries.
So if Nasol's guess came true, then the dull point of the water color would be inexplicable.
Early the next morning, everyone washed up and prepared to leave, and unexpectedly, they met the leader of the Blue Dragon Mercenary Regiment.
Da Mingrui's eyes lit up immediately when he saw everyone, and he stepped forward and said, "Are you going south?" β
Ash and Chelley frowned at the same time, and Nasol fumbled his nose. Taking on the role of speaker, he said, "Indeed. Is there anything wrong with you? β
It's no secret that they're going to go south, Nasol mentioned it when he was haggling with the owl boss, and it's normal for Damirui to inquire about it.
The leader of the Blue Dragon Mercenary Regiment smiled slightly and said, "I happen to be going south too." I wonder if I can go with a few people? β
ββββ Imperial Capitalββββ
Molica sat bored in her room, her chin resting on the windowsill, tormenting the handkerchief in her hand for a moment.
A square handkerchief at the end of the good end was twisted and twisted by her, and it was about to turn into a twisted twist.
Plus the sighs she let out from time to time. It really made the maids who were guarding her frown.
For three days, she was confined to this small courtyard and was required to study court etiquette.
"Didn't I just break a few of your cups? Do you need to punish me so harshly? β
Molica muttered angrily, "Father is really stingy. β
In fact, she had only broken a few cups, and the entire door of Ernest's study had been smashed. Countless ornaments, antiques, and books placed inside were smashed. Dilapidation.
In particular, the pair of amethyst cups with rare transparent impurities are Ernest's favorite things, and there are only two sets of such highly transparent cups in the entire Hiro country (the other set is in Yonkad), and the craftsman who made these two sets of cups died in an accident, and this transparent amethyst cup is already a rare thing that money can't buy, but it was smashed like this!
However, the initiator "absconded in fear of crime", which made Ernest heartbroken and angry, so he simply took this opportunity to lock up Molika for a month to take care of her rough nature.
Speaking of the cause of the incident, it is actually very simple, that is, when Molica went to the study to ask Ernest to say goodbye, she met her eldest brother Ivan and talked about Ash while chatting.
There was nothing wrong with that.
However, Molika and Ivan talked about the gifts that Ash left behind when he left, which made Ernest very curious and asked to see it.
So the problem came, what Ash left behind were some martial arts and props, and what was left for Molika was precisely a set of martial arts for cultivating heavy swords, and a simple broadsword!
Ivan was also very interested in the martial arts left by Ash, in his opinion, Ash may be very powerful and mysterious, but he did not believe how powerful the martial arts she left behind, so under the expectation of his father and brother, Molica held a broadsword and waved it at the door of the study.
She had just come into contact with the martial arts method left by the ashes, and Ernest and Ivan couldn't see why, the problem was that the broadsword left by the ashes was not an ordinary thing!
Molika's footsteps were unsteady, the broadsword took off his hand and flew directly to the study, originally thought that the broadsword would hit the porch of the study, or insert it into the wall, but everyone didn't expect that the broadsword was like a bored mole, like a bamboo, breaking through the thick study wall, drilling through the entire study in one fell swoop, and then at the moment before it was about to cut down the big tree outside the study, it suddenly changed its angle strangely and fell lightly on the ground.
This time, several people were stunned.
In the end, the broadsword was confiscated by Ernest, saying that he wanted to take it to investigate when Molika's confinement expired and when it would be returned to her.
Seeing the mess in the study, Ivan also smiled bitterly and said that he couldn't help it.
After all, it was not only the amethyst cup that was damaged, but many cherished ancient books were also torn apart by the momentum of the broadsword when it pierced the wall, which also made him feel distressed for a while.
So under the persuasion of Nia, who came later, Molica's punishment was only to be restricted from movement for half a month, otherwise she would have to be in the company of court etiquette and those dull old pedants every day for at least a month.
"Really, it's clear that my father was the first to say that he wanted to see it!"
Molica grumbled, and then thought of the broadsword that Ash had left for herself, what a good thing!
"Listen to Ash, it was found under a waterhole... Oh no, I'll have to get it back. β
It wouldn't be Morica if she could keep to herself, and as soon as her eyes rolled, she had an idea.
(The number of words is still relatively large.,It's compensated for everyone.,There's a bug in chapter 32.,Everyone doesn't know who the soul of the god of the underworld is.,So it's not right to say that ash is the successor of the soul.,It should be Cut Thunder.,It's been modified) (To be continued,)