Chapter 18: Fire Wine? Black Fire! VIIII

Wairutan plucked a piece of bark with his fingers, the tan surface seemed to have been smeared, with a few marks along the grain, and the treatment was so ingenious that it would not have been noticed without careful inspection. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He put the other piece of bark he was holding in his hand and compared it with each other, although the material was similar and both had traces, but the marks on them were completely different, and the size was slightly different.

"Well, that's true."

Wairutaan, who had left the team under the clumsy excuse of abdominal pain, returned the way he came, and examined the places where Custer had stayed, which bore the mark of this artificial stay, and-

Wairutan rubbed his fingers against the marks, and vaguely felt some slight unevenness in the lines, he thought for a moment, stuck out his tongue and licked the bark, this time feeling the unevenness more clearly, as if there had been something before.

Wairutan spat out saliva with bark debris twice, he was also helpless, he was too hasty to leave the team, otherwise he could have taken some tools from Nila to make a more accurate judgment, but this was enough, the man named Custer not only erased the marks left by the previous team along the way, but also misled, as for leaving marks for his own group, Wairutan shook his head, not to mention the concealment along the way, Let's just say that the guy named Macifa knows the forest and the backyard of the house, and they don't need to mark it at all.

However, the technique of this mark seems to be somewhat familiar? Wairutan frowned, he always felt that he should have seen this mark somewhere, it seemed to belong to some organization, but he had never seen it in Van Seri who had ever seen it and needed to use this complex mark to convey information......

Suddenly, the contemplative Wairutaan's expression moved slightly.

"What are you looking for?"

A voice that did not change its tone came from behind Wairutaan, and Custer, wearing a suit of chain mail, quietly approached Wairutaan, who was looking down at the bark, not only did his voice not change, but even his expression did not change, just staring straight at the ranger squatting on the ground

"Oooh, nothing, nothing."

Wairutan seemed to be flustered, and hurriedly folded the bark in his hand to put it away

"Oh, I didn't do anything, then lend me a look."

A mocking smile appeared on Custer's face, and he suddenly snatched the bark from Wairutaan's hand with such speed that Wairutaan's palm was empty when he reacted, not at all like a warrior in armor

"Hey, what are you doing!"

In the face of Wairutaan's panicked screams, Custer just sneered and ignored it, a little ranger in the countryside didn't know that there was a world of difference between the same rank and the same rank, this kind of hillbilly red copper was no different from a white rank in his eyes.

It's just a pity, you could have lived a little longer, you are lucky by misfortune, your sharpness and cleverness must have helped you a lot, this is your luck, but, I hate the variables you brought to my task because of your cleverness, this is your misfortune!

Custer thought as he began to look through the bark he had snatched from the Wairutan, but—

"Huh?"

He blinked in disbelief, and then looked at the bark over and over again, but the gray-brown, heavily keratinized and rough skin and slightly wet light inner layer were still the same, without a trace of artificiality, and Custer was very confident in his technique.

But no matter how confident he is, he won't even be able to recognize himself! These are clearly two ordinary pieces of bark!

This hillbilly kid dares to play tricks on me!

Karst angrily crushed the bark in his hand, and then looked at Wairutan with an unkind gaze, only to find the latter still squatting on the ground with a stunned look, and the warrior in the chain mail sneered again, and opened his mouth to speak

"Well, Mr. Custer, I'm sorry."

But the young ranger, crouched on the ground, spoke first

"I was in a hurry when I came out just now, so I was going to find a piece of bark to solve it, you see, I managed to pick out two pieces of ...... that don't seem to hurt."

Then he swallowed and foamed, smiling a little flattering and embarrassed

"I actually put on my pants before I cleaned them up, I guess you have something on you that you can borrow me for, you don't mind, do you?"

Custer's cold face almost contorted, and then he nodded, squeezing a voice out between his teeth

"Nope!"

Custer turned and left, but Wairutan didn't intend to let him go, he reached out and grabbed Custer's trouser leg

"Rags are fine, there are always rag pieces!"

"Roll !!"

After a while, Nila, Zrolla and the others saw a grim-faced Castor and a smiling Wairutaan, who nodded incessantly to the others, as if he was screaming at how face-saving it was to have a stomachache

"Hard, hard."

In particular, he patted the shoulder of the fellow Castor who had just thrown him away, and despite the fact that the other party's face had begun to twitch, Macifa ignored Wairutan and Custer's actions, and just nodded at them, signaling that it was time to move on.

There were no more twists and turns along the way, even Wairutaan quieted down, only occasionally looking around, and the team entered the ruins of the dungeon in this silence, and shortly after they entered, a tall figure appeared in the place.

"Hmm, is this another group of humans, five white upper ranks, three red copper middle sections, and"

Lauderkenna couldn't help but pause, making sure he hadn't sensed a mistake before continuing

"An ordinary, human?"

Then the Bone Knight shook his head, knowing that these humans only had this level, he would not agree with Miles's plan, but directly annihilate them all in the forest, solve the matter as soon as possible and return to Anderdade, and hand over the things to the adult, this is what he should do.

But now it's too late to do so, Lauderkenna did not hesitate to overturn the plan he had made with Miles before, this is the strong hierarchy among the undead, before Lauderkenna accepted Miles's plan only because "he" thought it was feasible at the time, and now he wants to change his mind, so he decided for himself, without informing Miles of his thoughts at all.

Because he was the Bloody Blade of the Silver Lower Rank, he was not obligated to inform the weak Lich Apprentice, and he might have given a few orders if he had passed by, but in this case, he wouldn't waste his time for a mere Lich Apprentice.

The Bone Knight who made up his mind looked at the entrance of the cave with his giant sword on his back, although the face blocked by the mask was completely expressionless, but it could make people directly feel the dissatisfaction of the Blood Blade Lord, there was no way This hole was really a little short for Lauderkenna, whose body was far beyond the standard of normal humans, and finally the Bone Knight still got into the hole with difficulty.

A little after Lauderkena had left, the rock, or the mouth of the cave, had received what might have been the last wave of visitors of the day, and by this time the sky had sunk, and only the last rays of twilight still lingered in the sky, but the starlight had risen dimly.

"Ahem, even though I only waited from noon to evening, but"

Sim walked out of the woods, and the forest at night was much more noisy than during the day, especially in the summer, and the insects chirped one after another to weave a natural music, but our knight only coughed lightly, and looked up at the sky

"But it always feels like a lot of time has passed."

But Mr. Shimkovin quickly put the matter aside, and when he touched his chin, not only did he begin to feel worried, but his body had not yet grown a hard beard, only some soft fluff, not for the sake of growth, but

"Who's that?"

Several groups of people before and after can be regarded as considerable strength for Anlundale at this time, but as a traverser who should have the ability to foresee, Chim doesn't know anyone except for the two undead, if the Fire Wine Mercenary Group may be unknown in the game, but several of the later team of people should not be unknown with their talents.

Unless, as Chim could think of the only plausible answer, these people had all died at the hands of Laudkenna, who had tasted the fresh flesh of humanity after many years of soul wailing long before the Black Mandala War began.

But there was always a vague feeling in Sim that things shouldn't be that simple.

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"Ahem, ahem."

Demps coughed violently, the impact of falling from a height could not be unscathed even by the bronze body that exceeded the limits of ordinary people, and his strength had not decreased by a single star after a vicious fight.

"Hmm...... It's okay, it's just that the internal organs of the body have been impacted. ”

He stood up, moved his body slightly, and checked his state, but Demps breathed a sigh of relief, after all, he was a swordsman in the middle of the red bronze, even though his strength declined, the inhuman strength of his body itself was not affected.

"This is ......"

As expected, the light of the surrounding environment is not dimmer than above, there are wall lamps with a faint light hanging on the walls here and there, but there is not the slightest grease or other combustibles in the rust-colored lamp body, the lamp is not large, but the light is very stable, roughly every six or seven feet there is such a small wall lamp, connected to form an endless dragon.

These light sources disperse the dark color of the entire ground floor, and the cyan and transparent decorations are very conspicuous under the faint blue light, making the entire corridor reveal a different kind of majestic momentum, the last time Huojiu explored, just went down the stairs and wandered in the hall on the first floor for a long time, dismantling some traps, although he saw the passage that could continue to move forward, but he did not go deeper, and the scenery of the lower layer made this well-informed mercenary captain who went south and north couldn't help but feel dazzled.

This feeling was only felt when he had participated in escorting a regional bishop of the goddess of fortune back to Phutelma, and the moment he saw for the first time the city of the goddess of fortune, which seemed to be full of gold, the moment of the golden harbor, was equally shocking, but compared to the opulence, it was a secluded and mysterious place.

Perhaps a nobleman with elegant taste, or a scholar who is dedicated to learning, will be so obsessed with the beauty of the scenery that he can't extricate himself from, but for a vulgar mercenary like Demps, no amount of spectacular beauty is worth as much as two gold Puron coins, unless they are willing to pay three for it.

Of course, the most important thing now is not only to observe the surrounding environment and the hidden dangers, but also to check the condition of other people, Demps did not shout loudly, in such an unknown and extremely dangerous place, he did not know what kind of danger would be caused by rashly making such a conspicuous move.

He exhaled softly, and instead of lighting the torch, he closed his eyes and focused his attention to sense his familiar companions, a weakened version of the application technique derived from the powerful abilities of professions such as the Warrior Monk and the Sword Master, the Mind Eye, breath sensing.

Warrior Monk Sword Master and Shadow Warrior and other professionals all have the ability to perceive the enemy's position even if they don't directly observe each other, or when they are shrouded in confusing spells such as war fog and black fog, which is trained in hard tempering with extremely strong will and induction, of course, this ability is not only extremely harsh to master, but also must be taught accordingly, otherwise it can only be felt in the experience of brushing shoulders with death again and again.

Although the breath sensing used by Demps is far from being compared with the concentric eye, it is also a skill that he learned from an ascetic monk by chance, and with the strength of his red bronze middle section in the center, most of the living objects within 120 feet around him can be sensed relatively clearly, if it is a more familiar breath, even if it is about 200 feet away, it can be vaguely detected, but there will be a big error.

Demps frowned slightly, his right hand caressing the hilt of his sword, a habitual gesture he had cultivated over the years, allowing him to quickly calm his mind.

"Over here...... This is... Take more! ”

Soon, Demps found his first companion, the shield defender Dona, this strong man was not much injured, and even less injured than Demps, but he hit his head and fainted when he fell, and he was still a little confused when he was called by his regimental commander, and after Dona, Demps successively found Roger, a stalker who was also unconscious, and Dick and others who had just woken up, it seemed that they were all gathered together when they besieged the black fog monster before the collapse, They weren't very far apart, and the bronze rank surpassed the mortal body, so they didn't suffer much damage under the impact, and quickly recovered.

"Hey, is there anyone sober!"

After gathering the most powerful people in the fire wine, they also had some confidence in this unfamiliar environment, and after a simple test to determine that there was no danger for the time being, Duo Na shouted in his thick voice.