The revenge was avenged, as if a heavy burden had been unloaded, and Wren was relaxed and in a very happy mood.

He glanced at Ramsay's corpse and muttered, "Last time you searched for my money, this time it's my turn." ”

So he went up and searched, only to find a wallet, and nothing else.

Without looking at how much money was in his wallet, Wren dragged Ramsay's body and was about to throw it into the river, when he suddenly found that his strength had increased a lot.

Ramsey weighs a lot as an adult, but he drags it effortlessly, and even with one hand, it is as easy as grabbing a brick.

"My strength has increased at least two or three times!"

Wren was very surprised, and threw Ramsey's body into the river with all his might, and threw it six or seven meters away, fell into the water with a thud, and was quickly washed away by the river.

After dealing with it, Wren immediately walked back and checked his physical condition at the same time.

"it!"

As soon as Wren opened the interface of his mobile phone, he was taken aback, "The battery is already full, no wonder my strength has become so great." ”

He hadn't paid much attention to the battery level of his phone just now, and only looked at it when he killed Asperger. At that time, it skyrocketed by more than 50% in an instant, and the souls of three people were absorbed later, among which there was also an iron guard, and before I knew it, the power reached 100%!

Wren had speculated that the stronger the soul absorbed, the more electricity he would get, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.

The first time he absorbed that Fallen's soul, he contributed eight grids of power.

The Fallen is just an ordinary person, and among the four people absorbed tonight, there are two Transcendental. Especially Asperger, who is still a second-level shadow martial artist, his soul strength alone can withstand five ordinary people.

Coupled with the iron guard and two ordinary people, the battery is almost fully charged.

"I just felt as if my soul had been sublimated, it turned out that it was not an illusion, but a real soul strength that had been raised to a new stage. ”

Wren has long understood that electricity is not only closely related to his physical state, but also represents the strength of his soul.

The higher the battery, the stronger the soul.

Now that the power is full, Wren's physical fitness has increased, although it has not yet reached the level of an extraordinary person, but it is far more than ordinary people, just like after years of training, he feels that his whole body has endless energy, as if he will never get tired.

In addition, the icons in the phone are activated several times in one go, but there is no time to fumble for them now.

Wren quickly returned to the carriage, where Esperger's body was still there.

The horse, which had been badly wounded, was not dead, and from time to time it wailed, and its legs were broken, and it was impossible to run again. The coachman was already cold, he was the first to die, probably because he was far away, and Wren did not absorb the coachman's soul.

Wren went into the carriage and searched through it, but found nothing of value.

Similarly, Asperger's only one wallet was on him.

He went over and picked up Esperger's sword, returned to the side of the carriage, and pierced the horse's skull with a single sword, ending its pain.

A soul flew out of the horse's corpse and was absorbed by Wren, but nothing changed.

"It seems that when the power is fully charged, it is useless to absorb more souls. ”

Wren sheathed his sword, turned it behind his back, took the shotgun in his hand, and headed over to the manor.

It was quiet in the manor, and Wren hid in the grass outside and waited patiently for more than ten minutes, but no one came out, obviously there was no one left.

However, he did not take it lightly, holding a gun against the wall, exploring step by step.

The manor was not very large, and Wren quickly searched roughly and found no one, so he was a little relieved.

The manor was more shabby than he expected, many of the places were not well cared for, the rooms on the third floor were empty, the interior decoration was low-level, the hygiene was poor, and the kitchen was stinking and did not look like a rich man's vacation life.

Only on the second floor there was a relatively clean room, which was supposed to be where Ashberg lived.

Wren rummaged through the cabinets, and finally found a suitcase under the desk, which was heavy and seemed to be full of things.

The boxy suitcase is not large and not locked, and can be opened by simply unfastening two locks.

Wren stood farther away, picked up the lock with his sword, and flipped through the box.

"Hiss......"

Wren gasped, almost thinking his eyes were gone, because the box was full of money!

The money was all 100 copper dollar bills, tied up one by one, neatly stacked, and the whole box was filled. Visually, there were about thirty or forty stacks of banknotes, each stack was a hundred, that is, 10,000 copper dollars, and the money in this box added up to more than 300,000!

"Damn, this is a fortune!"

Wren was excited, he had been living on the little savings he had left in the past for half a month, and he had been worrying about how to make money, so he had just touched Ramsey and Asperger's wallets, but he didn't expect to make a windfall in the blink of an eye.

"This is supposed to be the money that Asperger got from disposing of the stolen goods, and it was only a small part, most of it was still hidden in his home in the city. ”

Wren is not carried away by the money, and must make sure that there is no hidden danger in the money.

He poured the money out of the box, checked each stack of bills to make sure there were no foreign objects inside, and then found a bag to fill it instead of repacking it into the suitcase.

"A total of 360,000, equivalent to 360 gold shields, is a huge amount of money. ”

Wren happily carried his money bag downstairs and prepared to leave.

As he descended the stairs, his gaze swept over a small door around the corner, and he couldn't help but stop.

This small door, located at the bottom of the staircase, is usually followed by a cellar and is used to store wine or food. When he searched the manor just now, he didn't notice the door, and ignored it.

Now, he found that there was a glimmer of light through the crack in the door, very faint, and if it weren't for the soul eye, it would probably not be noticeable.

"Someone behind the door?"

Wren was startled, immediately threw down the money bag, pointed the gun at the small door, and stepped back step by step, seizing the most advantageous position.

However, he waited for a long time, but there was no movement behind the door.

It's just that there is still a glimmer of light from time to time, but there is no sound.

"Nobody? or is it something else?"

Wren decided to find out.

He cautiously groped around the door a few times, found that it was unlocked, and pushed it open. Behind the door was a staircase leading to the ground, and on the wall there was a dim kerosene lamp, which was about to go out because the wick was too short, and the flame shook from time to time.

Wren scanned the passage carefully a few times, but found no mechanism or anything like that, so he walked slowly and lightly.

There was a corner at the bottom of the steps, and when Wren walked around the corner, he was immediately stunned by what he saw.

It is a dark basement with four walls made of stone blocks, and the whole is rectangular in shape, with a diamond-shaped altar half a meter high in the middle.

A corpse lay on the altar, disemboweled, all the entrails were taken out and placed on the edge of the altar, and the limbs were also dismembered and stacked together in a strange form. The head of the corpse was still there, but the scalp had been peeled off, and the flesh on the face had been cleaned, revealing the white bones of the forest, leaving only the skull connected to the body.

On the corpse's chest, there was an open book.

In addition to this corpse, the basement was littered with skulls, and the corners were littered with bones.

The ground was stained black with blood, and the entire basement was cloudy and windy, and from time to time there was a heart-pounding howl, and I don't know how many people were killed here and used as sacrifices.

"Altar of the Evil God!"

Wren had never seen anything like this before, and his scalp tingled.

The blood on the altar hadn't dried yet, and he finally knew what Asperger and Ramsey were doing in the manor before, it turned out that they were performing the sacrifice ceremony of the evil god.

"The rumors are true, the Shadow Blade Slayer really believes in evil gods. ”

Wren muttered to himself, but he didn't know which evil god Shadowblade worshipped, this evil god seemed to be a taboo in the Empire, ordinary people knew nothing about him, and he had never heard of it before.

"Of course it's true. ”

A voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Wren was so frightened by this sudden sound that his whole body trembled, and in the corner of his eye, he saw a shadow approaching him from behind, he didn't think about it, and turned around and shook his hand to shoot.

Bang!

Gunshots burst and echoed through the passages.

In the white smoke, dozens of small steel balls shrouded half of the passage, including the figure.

At this time, Wren had already seen the other party's appearance clearly, and it was actually Roger, the legendary witcher in the Basil Hotel. Roger was clearly not hostile, but he had already fired, and it was too late to stop.

A layer of golden light lit up in front of Roger, like a spherical shield, and small steel balls hit it to cause a ripple, and then it was bounced away without causing any damage.

Through the golden shield, Roger's left hand can be seen forming a strange handprint.

He let go of the handprint, and the shield vanished.

"This is the gun you made in Zoltan's workshop?" Roger looked at the shotgun in Wren's hand, his cat-like eyes showed a little curiosity, and praised: "The power is good, and the most rare thing is that ordinary people can also use it." ”

"Master Roger, why are you here, it startled me. ”

Wren quietly removed his gun, not wanting to say anything more about the shotgun.

He hadn't decided whether to promote gunpowder firearms in the future, because he didn't know what impact this weapon would have on the world if it was mass-produced and popularized, and that it would threaten the transcendentals.

And he doesn't know much about Roger's personality and background, so he can't be too cautious.

As for calling Roger "Master", this was learned from the guests of the inn.

The master does not refer to Roger's witcher strength, but his card skills, having participated in the Empire's highest-level Ten Thousand Souls Card Contest and won the title of "Master".

"I'm coming with you. Roger replied in a faint voice, which shocked Wren's heart.