Roland didn't expect that it would be so easy to find out the news of the True Ancestor of the Blood Clan.

He couldn't help but continue to ask, "Where is the True Ancestor of the Blood Clan?" ”

"It lives in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Stones, south of our Portree." Elf Anrol shrugged and said, "I know you may all be interested in the second beauty of the underworld, but she is really not a woman that ordinary people can control. Ordinary men standing in front of her are very powerful if they don't turn into draggers. ”

Drag Mine is the meaning of the otherworldly version of licking the dog.

Roland was a little surprised: "The second beauty? ”

"Here in the underworld, except for the god of the underworld, who dares to call the first beauty?" Anrol spread his hands, his expression was right.

Well, this is indeed a matter that needs to be taken seriously, and Roland asked, "Is the Abyss of Ten Thousand Stones a place name, or a city?" ”

"It's a city." In the residential area, Anrol pointed to the five side by side houses in front of him: "These five stone houses are yours, and in two or three days, your residence permit will also be put down, please remember one more thing...... We in Portre City are a city that pursues peace, no matter how powerful you are, don't do anything in the city, otherwise we will have to resort to violence. ”

"Understood." Roland nodded.

Placing the five keys in Roland's hands, Anrol turned to leave.

Roland stretched his hand forward: "Well, choose yourself." ”

The friends randomly chose a key from him, and then opened their small stone room.

The internal area is about 30 square meters, with only one floor, and there is a pit-like thing made of stones, and a stone shelf made of strips of stones, which seems to be used for clothes.

Sure enough...... In the barren place, there is not even wood, not only the houses are made of stone, but even the furniture is made of stone.

What's even more outrageous is that there are few stone furniture.

After a few people looked at their house, they gathered in Roland's stone house.

Li Lin sighed and said, "These small stone houses are not as good as the temporary shelter that Roland made with your magic. Why do we want to buy a house in such a place, it doesn't make sense. ”

"We have to have an identity so we can act here." Roland explains: "Our mission is long-term at first glance, and if we have an identity, we can avoid a lot of trouble. ”

Li Lin sighed and nodded in understanding.

At this time, there was a barrage in the live broadcast room.

The warrior doesn't seem to be very smart. ’

'Berserker, brainless. ’

'The values in the game do have an impact on some of your actions. I chose a mage in the game, 9 points of intellectual growth, it is easy to memorize things, but when I return to reality, I don't have such a good memory. ’

Of course, I'm very good at the game, but I can't do it in reality. ’

'Berserker's intelligence growth is generally only 5, and then if you open the permanent skill of Blood Boiling, it will reduce the current intelligence by 2 points, so ...... Now even if a Berserker is a master, the current intelligence limit will not exceed 7. ’

No wonder. ’

Roland has now completely forgotten that he is still on the live broadcast, in fact, Shuke has also forgotten.

Because they don't often live stream, it's normal to forget about it.

Roland thought for a moment and said, "We will go to collect the Ten Thousand Stone Abyss, as well as the news about the blood clan, and give you an unhindered communication, there are nearly thirty hours, and if there is news, we will contact in the guild system, understand." ”

The other four said they understood.

The four then separated.

Roland wanders around the city, attracting the attention of many people.

Because his clothes are too new and beautiful.

Even the local city lord usually wears linen robes, and Roland even used five ordinary clothes to exchange for five houses.

Although it is a small house, it can be seen that the stone house in this city is already a place where only the middle class can live.

However, although many people are eyeing him, no one dares to mess around.

After all, Roland is a magician, and the concentration of magic on his body is quite strong, and he is obviously above the master level.

A mage of this level is already very strong, and he has a magic shield, and the level of trouble is far greater than that of a warrior of the same level, and the ghost wants to be hostile to such a mage.

After Roland turned around for four hours, he was a little helpless.

The information that can be gathered in the tavern has reached its limit, after all, the people of this city have not traveled far away, the world outside the city is too terrible, if you don't get it right, you will encounter robbers, and there are soul messengers floating around at every turn.

If you're unlucky, you'll die outside the wilderness.

While Roland and the others were wandering around the city, the lord of Portori executed four special guests.

"Isabella, what wind brought you to me?" The city lord looked at the elven woman in front of him, and his face lit up: "You came just in time, I received a few sets of new clothes, so I'll take them out for you." ”

"No need." The elf woman who was also wearing linen clothes, but looked very beautiful and had a cold temperament, waved her hand: "This time I came for something important." ”

The city lord sighed: "Okay, you say. ”

"One of our doppelgangers of the god of the underworld was destroyed outside the city."

The city lord's eyes widened: "Who is so powerful?" ”

"We don't know, but we found the location of the incident according to the fluctuations left by the clone, and found that the people who destroyed the clone even took the light feather." The elven woman's face became colder and colder: "This is excessive, no matter who dares to do this, it will be regarded as a provocation to our Pluto Sect." ”

The lord of the castle fell into deep thought.

"What do you know?"

"We have five outsiders in the city, is it possible that they did it." The city lord thought for a moment and said.

"Take me to them." The elf woman raised her good-looking eyebrows: "Is it okay?" ”

"Of course, Anrol, take Isabella to find the five new friends." After shouting outside, the city lord looked at the elven woman and said expectantly, "Isabella, since you are all here, when the matter is over, go home and have a meal." Your mother misses you very much, and I haven't seen you for a long time, even if it's the Hades Cult, family affection is not forbidden. ”

Isabella looked at the city lord for a long time, and finally nodded slightly.

The city lord laughed: "I only tried two sets of clothes, the fabric is really good, the remaining two sets are for you, and the last one is for your mother." ”

At this time, Anrol came in, and Isabella said slowly, "Can you let Mother make some dry broth?" ”

"No problem at all." The castle lord was about to jump for joy.

Anrol then left with Isabella and the other three who had not spoken.

Leaving the castle lord still giggling in the house.

After another four hours, Roland really didn't gather any better information, and the rumors about the true ancestor of the blood clan were just a few words back and forth.

The second most beautiful woman in the underworld.

Black hair and dark blonde eyes.

He lives in the abyss of ten thousand stones, and is surrounded by countless bats.

Wait a minute!

It seems that I am going to find time to go to the Ten Thousand Stone Abyss.

To be honest, Roland wanted to collect more information before going to the other party's lair.

It is too reckless to rush over when nothing is clear.

Even if the player doesn't die, now he only needs to lose experience once, and his heart hurts terribly.

Since he couldn't gather better information, he went back to the hut to rest and browse the forum, only to find that there were five people in front of his house.

Anrol, who brought them here, and four religious figures dressed in black linen robes.

Roland's gaze swept over these people, in addition to Anrol, there were also elven beauties, and three humans with vicissitudes of faces.

The expressions of the elven beauty and the other three humans did not seem to be very friendly.

Roland was ready for battle.

But he still asked, "Why, Your Excellency Anrol, you brought someone here...... Are you looking for me? ”

"It's they who want to find you." Anrol stood to the side, tilting his head to the side, signaling that the elven woman was the master.

Roland's gaze fell on the female elf, Isabella.

"Pretty lady, what are you looking for me?"

"That's you!" Isabella slowly drew the long sword at her waist: "You still have the smell of our messenger on you. ”

Roland's reaction speed was quite fast.

The other party was a religious person, and he said the word messenger, and he was hostile.

It is reasonable to speculate that the other party is a follower of the Cult of the Underworld.

I just 'killed' a soul envoy on my side, and I didn't expect the other party to come to the door so quickly.

"The Soul Emissary wants to drag my soul away." Roland slowly stepped back, and the robe on his body began to slowly agitate, and after retreating five times, the robe on his body was already fluttering: "Could it be that I can't defend myself?" ”

Listening to Roland's rhetorical question, Isabella felt her body stiffen a little.

She was not shocked by Roland's words, but by Roland's terrifying magical power.

The Soul Envoy has a weakness, even if he is not a professional, as long as he encounters the Soul Envoy, close his eyes, and then empty his mind, he can easily be immune to the spirit spells of the Soul Envoy.

At the same time, with a long weapon swinged, it is easy to kill the Soul Charmer.

This weakness is known to many people, but few people in the entire underworld dare to 'kill' the soul envoy, after all, this is the territory of the god of the underworld.

I have to give her some face.

Now, however, another one of the Soul Hookers has been killed, and even the Light Feather has been taken.

She thought that Roland had just killed the soul envoy by trickery, but when she saw the terrifying magic power of the other party, she knew that she had kicked the iron plate.

"You're trying to go to war with our Pluto?" Isabella roared angrily: "In the face of us, they all have murderous intent? ”

Roland sneered: "You've pulled your sword, so you don't allow me to make some preparations?" ”

He had already decided, as long as the other party dared to make a move, he would directly use a small fireball technique to blast the vicinity away.

But all religious people are more paranoid.

If he and the others don't have a soul envoy, in the eyes of outsiders, it is just legitimate defense, and there should be no problem.

But in the eyes of religious people, this is not right.

God wants to kill you, and you dare to resist?

Don't lie down obediently and wait for Feng to be stabbed!

Looking at Roland's appearance, the three humans behind Isabella immediately dispersed and surrounded the former in a zigzag pattern.