Chapter 15: The Time of Farewell

Ralph stood on a main road in the slave camp, with nearly a hundred slaves already gathered behind him. Because of his strong force, many people want to follow him. Farther afield, more and more slaves gathered.

"There are almost enough people. We had to hurry up and get out of the camp. Ralph said to a few people around him. Most of these people have some vindictive spirit or some strong bloodline, and they can be regarded as the small leaders of this team.

Everyone nodded. But at this time, a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance pointed to a nearby camp and said, "Boss." I've heard that the Oakes family has a treasure trove underground. Everyone knows that the slave trader Leochs is the biggest one, and it is better for us to move for him and leave. ”

Immediately, several people laughed and echoed. These people have already killed red-eyed, I don't know how many guards and stewards have been hacked to death, and now no one is afraid. They have all just tasted the sweetness of robbery, and now they hear that the richest man has not been there, and they can't help but be excited.

Ralph hesitated before the man added, "We rushed out of the camp, and we had to have money to get away." Now the situation in the village is so chaotic, if we don't go, someone will go soon. Gotta hurry. ”

"Go, go, go. "A lot of people started to heckle. After all, it was a rabble, and Ralph knew that if he did not comply with the "will of the people" at this time, the team would disperse. As soon as the team dispersed, where would the cannon fodder hit the level? So, he also made up his mind: "Let's go! Go and move him to the sky!"

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"Don't!" Elaine pounced on Eren in a panic. However, as a rain and dew priestess, she is mainly good at blessings and healing, and her power in battle is very limited.

So, in front of Thor who was bursting out of vindictiveness, she was too slow.

The heavy sword slashed mercilessly down on Allen's neck, and before Allen could react, his head was cut off, and blood spurted out, staining half of the wall red.

Elaine screamed and rushed at the head, picking it up, despite the blood-stained hem.

"God of Nature, Great God of Nature!" her prayer was like a cry, hoarse. Countless bits of cyan healing power emerged from all around her, quickly surging through her hands towards Allen's skull.

Allen's eyes were closed, but those points of light once again awakened him from his eternal slumber.

He opened his eyes.

"Elaine......

He couldn't make a sound at all, but she looked at his lips as if she could still hear him.

"Alan. I, I can't save you......"

"You're crying. There was a little relief in his expression," ...... Please......"

Elaine nodded tearfully.

"Kiss me......" he grinned, a smile so pale that there was not a trace of blood.

Elaine stared at his head, where she had experienced more in a little more than a hundred years in the past. And the person in front of her gave her the most complex and incomprehensible emotions. Is there hate, is there love? She never dared to ask herself such a question. However, at this time, he was faced with the light of life that was about to dissipate. As if driven by an invisible force, she trembled in the blankness of her mind.

The lips were gently pressed against his lips, and there was no temperature.

Only then did she seem to come back to her senses, and her eyes widened in surprise.

Tears flowed down their lips and parted their lips.

"Don't cry, your tears...... It's going to choke on me. ”

Elaine's eyes closed as if they were sleepy, but he was like a child who didn't want to sleep, and he held up his eyelids again and again.

"You are the first and the last...... The woman I like...... This...... Very good......" Speaking of which, the healing power could not keep Eren alive, and he finally fell asleep again.

She placed his head on the severed skull and sat quietly on her knees, letting her tears drip down her clothes and dissolve with the blood.

The mercenaries were silent, and there was silence in the stone path.

"Miss Sharyl, I'm ......" Thor was at a loss as he carried his blood-dripping sword.

"The tears of sinners are salty. Sharyl closed her eyes and said softly.

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"Alright, let go. ”

"The stairs are dark, I'm afraid you'll fall. ”

Luo Ling glanced at the bright torches in the hands of the soldiers in front of her and behind her, and shook off Xiao Chen's hand mercilessly. The latter whispered: "This tunnel is dark, very infiltrating, hand in hand, I feel at ease." ”

"Haven't you always been very bold and fat, and you are afraid of the dark?"

"I'm really timid, I used to pretend. Xiao Chen was cheeky.

"Roger, your master is afraid of the dark, come and hold his hand. ”

There was a chuckle around them, and Roger looked at them helplessly, and couldn't help but laugh too. These two really don't have the frame of a magician, but it's not bad to do things under such a master, no, the original tense atmosphere of the team has suddenly relaxed a lot.

Xiao Chen held his forehead, "My eldest lady, you are really not afraid of me losing face, you listen, they are all laughing at me, this tells me how to care about these guys in the future." ”

"It's okay, I'll just save face. You think I'm going to be worse than you?"

"Well, count yourself ruthless. ”

The underground corridor was not long, and soon the chamber was over, and Cohen pulled out a key and opened the door.

The room is not big, because there is a lot of lighting and dry runes inside, so there is no eerie and damp feeling in the slightest. Four rows of shelves are placed against the wall, and there are all kinds of weapons and armor on them. In the middle of the room is a set of tables and chairs, apparently for the owner to sit on for the sake of the collection.

"Good goods, some of them are the work of dwarven craftsmen. Roger picked up a mace and shook it in his hand.

"However, there is a limit to what is practical. Xiao Chen walked around and found that there were many weapons with strange styles, exquisite patterns, and exquisite workmanship, but because of their strange designs, they were not suitable for fighting. For example, there is an axe that has been equipped with a bowstring and turned into a long-range melee dual-purpose weapon, but it is clear that it is not easy to use.

"Look at this. Luo Ling took out a beautiful wooden long box from the middle of a shelf. This wooden box is extraordinary at first glance, the wood is finely grained, heavy to the touch, and the edges and corners are inlaid with gold and various colored gemstones.

Luo Ling put the wooden box on the table and found that the box was locked. She looked at Cohen. Cohen shook his head and said, "I haven't seen this collection either, so I don't know where the key is." If you're going to open it, you might as well split the box. ”

"If it's not a weapon inside, it won't be used for the time being, and it's a pity to break this box. ”

Xiao Chen walked to the box, stretched out his hand and put it on the lid of the box, and after a few breaths, he spoke: "It's a sword, we use it, Roger, let's open the box." ”

"Your spiritual power can penetrate this box?" Luo Ling asked.

"Hey, underestimate me, right? My psychic powers have long been able to perceive the shape of external objects, and Morey told me that this is the beginning of divine thoughts. As he spoke, Xiao Chen looked at Luo Ling's body with a smile.

Luo Ling's face was about to be angry.

Xiao Chen hurriedly explained: "However, my spiritual power is still relatively chaotic, and I must not be able to explore the shape too specifically. ”

"If you can't find out, don't use your brain, otherwise I have a way to clean you up. Luo Ling said viciously.

"Guarantee, guarantee!" Xiao Chen said, still couldn't help but expand his divine thoughts on Luo Ling, but what surprised him was that Luo Ling's figure was like a round cicada chrysalis in the divine thought scanning, and he couldn't distinguish the more detailed shape.

"What are you doing?!" Luo Ling shouted.

"Ah, it's nothing, Roger, what are you doing looking at me in such surprise?" Xiao Chen immediately changed the subject.

"Uh...... Oh...... Well, I see that you have reached the realm of divine thoughts and transitives at such a young age? Roger said.

"It's just touching the threshold, but isn't that weird?" Xiao Chen made a look of great interest, leaned over and said, "Divine thoughts and transitives are just the second realm after the initial formation of divine consciousness. The first three realms of a warrior who cultivates Dou Qi are the Beginning of Dou Qi, the Dou Qi is all over the body, and the Dou Qi is gathered. You and Kalanda are both on the verge of reaching the third realm and becoming high-ranking warriors, aren't they? ”

"It's very different. The cultivation of magic is a hundred times more difficult than fighting qi. Otherwise, why are warriors common, but mages so rare? Many mages who do not have enough potential even go to magic knights, magic archers. ”

"I've seen several Magic Knights. Luo Ling let Xiao Chen go.

"In the realm of magic, they will basically stop at the level of divine thoughts and objects, and most of them can only use some less powerful magic to assist in combat. But the magician who has attained the transitive of the gods has truly walked on the path of magic. As the mind intensifies, the same magic becomes more and more powerful. ”

"You know a lot about these things. Luo Ling said.

"My family has some magical heritage, but when it comes to me, I don't have the talent to become a mage. Roger said.

"We'll have to talk about it when we get a chance, but let's open this box now. Xiao Chen commanded.

With his axe in hand, Roger slashed off the lock of the box. The chest opened, and inside it was a long sword with a sheath, the scabbard and hilt were dark purple, and the end of the hilt was inlaid with a diamond-shaped light blue spar. Xiao Chen picked up the long sword and drew it hard, only to see the lilac blade come out of its sheath with a soft groan.

"Good sword. As Xiao Chen injected spiritual power, crackling lightning flashed around the long sword. This is an enchanted longsword comparable to the flame dagger 'Spark'.

"It's an elven-style longsword, with a narrower and longer blade and a smaller blade than the Imperial longsword. The storm crystal on the hilt of the sword will increase the effect of wind or electric fighting energy. Using mental power or fighting energy to stimulate the spar can release the power of wind and thunder, the power of wind can increase the speed of action, and the power of thunder can trigger lightning attacks, which is really a great attribute. It's like a sword left behind by some Elven Storm High Priest. Ah, here is the inscription, the name of the sword 'Thunder Marks'. Roger tasted.

"This is also the knowledge inherited by the family?" Luo Ling asked.

Roger smiled and nodded.

"It seems that your family is not simple. ”

Xiao Chen lightly stabbed the Thundermark Sword on a pair of breastplates, and as soon as his mind moved, the flickering electric light immediately covered the entire armor, if this armor was worn on a person, it would be very miserable. He put his sword in his sheath and said to Roger, "Your fighting spirit is of the thunder and lightning attribute, right? ”

"My lord, this sword is too precious to be placed in the home of an earl to be a treasure of the town. You should keep it for yourself, there are a few good enchanted weapons here, I'll just pick one and use it. ”

Xiao Chen shook his head with a smile and said, "Red powder is given to beautiful women, and swords are given to heroes." This should be yours. Use its power to open a path for us. ”