Chapter 50: The Fire Strikes
It didn't take long for Meredi's men to report that several townsfolk had found Sherlock's sampan on the coast.
There is also food on the sampan that can last for several days.
Wu Xin: They were obviously not able to leave the island of Malta.
Attorney General Siegel's head was still blank, and he just stood on the beach with his long sword, searching for his killer with his red eyes, although only his imaginary killer.
And his lover brought out a whole box of gold coins.
"Cassano 20,000 thalers, Cesare 5,000 thalers, Sherlock 3,000 thalers, double the capture, and the gold coins will be paid on the spot!"
The gold glowed empoweringly in the sun, and the townsfolk hated the heresy of the plague, and the lure of gold dispelled the fear of disease in their hearts.
Everyone searched for Wu Xin and them with a hundred times more energy.
When Siegel Attorney General issued the reward, he vowed to catch Wu Xin who was hiding and then break his body into pieces.
Wu Xin and the others were crawling in the dark and damp corridors, the situation was not bad, most of the entire passage system was higher than the docks that had been swallowed by the sea, except for the exit part, most of the other corridors were located at sea level, and the three of them could pass.
However, it was not without obstacles, they had just finished a battle.
This corridor is the same as Wu Xin's quest world, in addition to the main road connecting the temple and the docks, there are some relatively small forks, some leading to warehouses used to store supplies, and some are fortifications.
Apparently, after part of this system was submerged, some amphibians made it home.
"This thing's pincers are pretty good." Sherlock was really uncomfortable now, his body was already soaked in seawater, and he was sweating again from the battle just now. "Good thing you all reacted quickly enough."
Being pinned down from behind by a creature in the dark aisle and dragged towards its dining table is indeed a sweaty affair.
"The Flame Blade is very effective against this creature." Cassano gave credit to Wu Xin, in fact, his quick reaction was more important. "Ho Ho ........."
In fact, he was even more curious about how Wu Xin could alert Sherlock and cast a spell quickly, just now Wu Xin's reaction was faster than Cassano and Sherlock.
"I don't know how this crab tastes............." Wu Xin's words made both Sherlock and Cassano a little stunned.
Sherlock shrugged: "The meat behind the sturdy carapace shouldn't taste too bad, but it still needs some spices." β
Crabs that have been scorched by the flames are giving off a tempting umami taste.
Cassano was already a little unsure if the two of them were joking with each other to release stress or if they were really hungry, and they really didn't eat breakfast and lunch.
"Don't think nonsense, if we fail because of diarrhea, we will be the laughing stock of history." Cassano wiped his sword clean and continued to the front to open the way. "Ho Ho ........."
The battle just now was nothing, but the damp passage made him uncomfortable, and his cough became hoarse.
Wu Xin waved his hand: "That's what I said, eating it must be more than diarrhea, such a bright and beautiful life is not so easy to eat." β
'There must be a good cook.........,' Wu Xin added in his heart, having been on Malta Island for so long, except for the wild goose that was not bad, his beak had faded out of the bird. This thing is probably more poisonous than the pufferfish. β
Wu Xin and they don't recognize the specific species of this predator, and most crabs are also non-venomous.
But it didn't get enough of Sherlock in the first place, and Cassano, blessed with the secondary flames, killed it with just one blow.
Obviously, this large crab's resistance and strength are not very strong, and the carapace has not evolved perfectly, so the only possibility that it can become the upper layer of the food chain of this Yongdao system is that it has the ability to release venom.
The colors that make Wu Xin pay attention also hint at this possibility.
Fortunately, Wu Xin warned in time, and Sherlock was able to block the large crab's pincers with the large package on his back, as well as possible venom.
That big package was really in the way of this corridor, and if Sherlock hadn't been blocked at every corner, Wu Xin and the others would have finished this not very long corridor.
However, neither Wu Xin nor Cassano complained about this big package, and it must make sense for Sherlock to carry it since it was so difficult.
Besides, it's at least a shield............
"Let's go, this big crab should be the owner of this Yongdao, and it's unlikely that there are other things." Wu Xin's analysis makes a lot of sense, but having said that, in the next paragraph, Sherlock in the back and Cassano in front are very nervous.
"By the way, are you sure you can tell the difference between the passage and the fork in the road?" It was Wu Xin who was guiding the way all the way, and he had fully proven his ability, but he couldn't use a sextant here, so Sherlock, who had just been ambushed, was a little worried.
"Trust me." Wu Xin was very sure of this, in fact, the fork in the road where the big crab ambushed Sherlock just now was the same place where they ambushed Abu Saeed.
Neither Cassano nor Sherlock understood Wu Xin's confidence, but fortunately they quickly reached the end of the passage.
However, the scene in front of him made Wu Xin's eyes darken, and he was almost about to curse: "How is this blocked?!" There's no such thing here! β
Unlike the open passage that Wu Xin had seen in the quest world, there was an unexpected obstacle where the passage and the temple were linked, and there was a huge sculpture there.
The statue is the door of the secret room, and only half of it can be seen in the corridor, and the other side should be in the temple.
The lower body of the statue is a giant spider, and the upper body is a male drow elven warrior.
One of his hands towards the corridor was empty, and there should have been a weapon on it, but now it was as if he was asking for an invitation from a visitor.
The sculptures, which have been built for thousands of years, seem to be completely unaffected by the damp environment, the details on each spider's leg are clearly visible, and the joints and carapace are so lifelike that Wu Xin feels as if he belongs to a large living spider.
Sherlock and Cassano were not very surprised, Cassano even breathed a sigh of relief: "You really found the right way, this is the idol of the drow elf god you said, the slave god of the goddess Rose." β
"Well, this is the waiting spider, exactly like the record, no one can open it without the Drow Key that has long been lost." Sherlock was also in high spirits, and he unwrapped his package, which was covered with layers of tightly wrapped oiled paper and silk, so that the gunpowder inside was not submerged in the sea. "But it doesn't matter, the regent has prepared a special invitation for us."
"This is the wrath of God propagated by the True Chosen Pope? The one that was taken from Rome by Spain ten years ago? "Cassano has heard of this kind of thing." It is said that the sulfur inside was collected from the entrance to hell in Vesuvius? β
"The wrath of God refers to the cannon used for shooting. This is the gunpowder used by the wrath of God, and the price of sulfur has risen several times as the Spaniards equip their capital ships with guns, which are in short supply. Sherlock placed the package under the sculpture and looked for a suitable spot. The amount of gunpowder snatched from Rome had long since run out, and the Spanish expedition organized by the Emperor had established a stable base at another entrance to hell, which was said to produce thousands of pounds of sulfur per month. Now that Spain has it, Austria can always get a little bit of it. β
Listening to Sherlock's words, Wu Xin felt that his identification with Austria was not very strong.
He measured it in the passage for a while, and soon frowned: "This thing can't find a good place............ If I don't arrange it well, I'll blow up the corridor and it'll be over. β
Wu Xin had long realized that this world had not developed the cannons of his original world, and that the main defensive projectile weapon of the Knights was a huge trebuchet.
But this was the first time he knew why, and here sulfur seemed to be an extremely precious thing.
"You go to the fork in the road, and I'll light it directly here." After waiting for Sherlock for a while, Cassano suddenly picked up the gunpowder.
"It's not that you don't have to be afraid of death, find a good position, and only then can you release the impact in the right direction." Sherlock shook his head.
"Have you forgotten my faith, ho-ho." Cassano fiddled with the gunpowder as he coughed away. "I'm an expert on this."
"You don't have a chance to escape." Sherlock actually knew that Cassano knew this. "You're dead."
"Whose death has not been predetermined?" Cassano was very calm, he took one last look at Wu Xin, wanted to say something, and finally just shook his head. "Ho-ho, my lungs and trachea, in fact, don't want to work for a long time, every day I live, they are complaining day and night, I hate complaining, I've had enough of them."
"It's not that I'm going to interrupt your heroic feat, but without you, we might not be able to deal with Cardinal Gonzaga." Sherlock was a little unsure if Cassano should have died. "It is said that he has received the great grace of the dark sun, and he can perform the eighth-level divine art, which is the core limit like you, and he is the priest of Zhenguo in only one step, and he is one of the powerful candidates for the next true pope."
"Gonzaga has a weak heart, and His Royal Highness the Regent has said that he is sure that the Gonzaga family's financial situation is worse than his, and this cardinal archbishop is simply not willing to use seven or eight levels of divine magic that requires hundreds or thousands of thaler materials at a time." Cassano had long been determined to die. "Since His Royal Highness the Regent has chosen you, I believe that you can deal with him."
Sherlock hesitated for a moment, then nodded before turning to leave.
"You all stop me." Wu Xin had been observing the statue in front of him while listening to their conversation. "So you made your plan based on the fact that the enemy had only one cardinal?"
"To deal with the Chief of the Commander Eli Adam, it would be necessary for Spain or Austria to send the most powerful presence, and our intentions cannot be kept secret." Sherlock replied as a matter of course. "It's the right time, but it doesn't matter if you don't get it, Eli Adam goes to Rome a lot, and there's always a window for us."
"If it weren't for the fact that there was no way back, I would say that this plan to pin hopes on the stupidity of the enemy is utterly stupid." Wu Xin said in an almost angry tone. "This time, the French team purged the Italian group, which was obviously planned for a long time, and the Cicada of the Stars and Moon only provided them with an excuse. Archmaster Eli Adam and Cardinal Archbishop Picoromini must have already been on the island, they were just waiting for the aftermath to be done. β
"You mean to say that the head of the regiment is actually behind this statue............." Sherlock's grammar was declarative, and he already understood that Wu Xin was right.
Cassano was speechless, he was not afraid of death, but he was really afraid that it was pointless.
He could only look at Wu Xin, who was still busy, and prayed in his heart: 'Praise your eternal enthusiasm, help me, help your children.' β
After looking at the statue for a while, Wu Xin nodded: "Indeed, there must be a solution to any problem, and now I have two news, one good and one bad." β
"The good news is that you don't have to die in this corridor with a pile of gunpowder, the bad news is that we have to deal with the chief of the mission and the two cardinals, and ending up with the two of us is still your most likely ending."
Chief Eli Adam is considered to be probably the strongest protector warrior in the world, plus two cardinal archbishops, this squad is a force that can support the overall situation wherever it is placed.
Sherlock and Cassano both agree with Wu Xin's judgment, but in today's situation, retreat must die, and only by fighting hard can there be a glimmer of life.
Wu Xin said and waved his hand, and a small red spider came out from behind Sherlock and crawled onto Wu Xin's hand.
"This is the Secret Spider?! No wonder you were more alert than I was just now. Sherlock was so knowledgeable that he recognized the treasure of the drow.
Wu Xin could hear the lifeless magical creature cheering at this time, and it rushed into the statue with a cheer.
"Knock."
A soft sound sounded in the dark corridor.
Just as Wu Xin expected, this treasure from the world of reincarnation could also open this door.
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The other entrance to the passage was just under the bed in the bedroom of the Grand Master of the Knights Hospitaller, so Sherlock and Cassano certainly couldn't find out where the secret dungeon was.
At this time, as Wu Xin expected, there were three people here, and two of them were chatting.
"Ah, every time I see this statue, I can feel His twist and madness."
"Yes, how could Ε iventam, the lover of the goddess Ross and his grandson, not be twisted and insane. When the army of the Orthodox Star-Moon Empire landed and the Drow elves fled, they activated the idol, and it is said that it held back Abu Sa'id's army for most of the day, buying the Drow time to escape from the corridor to the ship. β
"Behind this wall is the corridor, and the other entrance is under the reef below, which we have explored. We have tried in both directions, even if a dozen knights work together, there is no way to remove this idol, this idol is directly carved in the mountain, and it cannot be removed, as a defense is really good, after all, Abu Saeed did not break it back then. β
"Even so, the drow of this city-state are completely destroyed."
"Yes, a woman named Fatima al-Shah told Abu Sa'id of the secret escape route prepared by the Drow in North Africa, and instead of escaping into the desert to join their compatriots, they were all sold to the slave markets of Damascus and Baghdad. It was this same woman who played a major role in Abu Sa'id's march into Spain, and it has been rumored that this woman was not actually human, but a betrayal drow, and perhaps even a mistress. β
"Hmph, adultery with one's own grandson, even if this kind of faith is betrayed, there is no shame. Of course, she should have converted to God, not made mistakes. β
"That's true. The world is full of barbarism and depravity, and only the glory of His Majesty can save us from such ignorance. β
In addition to the two cardinal archbishops, there was also a man in bright silver armor as a companion, and he stood silently beside them until they came to a skeleton before he spoke: "How long will it take for the two honorable cardinals to fully transform him?" β
The skeleton is held in place by several chains, two of which pass through its eyes.
What's even more bizarre is the color of the skeleton.
Most of its skull is a flame-like red, while the rest of its jaw, including its jaw, is a deep purple, similar to Ciric's emblem.
"Sooner than expected, although he would probably lose two or even three more pages if he were to convert directly because of the loss of true nerves, the true chosen pope used true nerves to a limited extent during his stay in Rome. Now that God's divine power has gained absolute superiority, in another year, there will definitely be results. "Cardinal Gonzaga returns." His soul is indeed incomplete, which simplifies our work, but it may also hurt his strength a little. β
"Archmaster Eli Adam, Cardinal Gonzaga, rest assured. I will surely chant day and night to transmit the power of God to His Highness Sazastan and reactivate his mind so that he can see the true light............."
At this, Cardinal Picomini suddenly felt a burst of joy, from a higher level of joy.
"God has sent grace?!" Cardinal Gonzaga bowed in the direction of the church on the island. "A new elector has been born."
"Praise God." Cardinal Picromini also saluted in that direction. "It's Lady Meredi, isn't it?"
"It can only be her." Chief Eli Adam didn't bow, but just turned around and leaned forward slightly. "Lady Meredi made a great contribution in the Battle of Buda, probably in order not to irritate the Warlock royal family, at that time, neither God nor the True Chosen Pope did not show any favors, and the True Chosen Pope probably distributed the praise together this time."
"But, but. I am not questioning God's decision or the merits of Lady Meredi. "Cardinal Picomini, though he tried to restrain himself, was clearly jealous." It's just that in the past twenty years, God has sent down Long for the third time, wouldn't that be too much......."
"Be careful, Cardinal Pictromini." Chief Commander Eli Adam stopped him. "If you don't show your strength, how can so many ordinary people know the transcendence of His Majesty God and deter those careerists who vainly try to put their ancestors on the altar? With such kindness, we can be more sure that His Majesty God is as gracious as the sea, and as long as he is pious, he will be able to drink the grace, but every scoop can make our mortals transcend the world. β
"That's true, it's true." Picomini realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, and quickly diverted the conversation from Eli Adam's words. "The battle of Buda didn't teach those two careerists a lesson, and this time they also sent Cassano to the island, hmph, did he think he had deceived His Royal Highness the Chief Commander?"
"Hey." Hearing Cassano's name, Chief Eli Adam sighed. "I really hope that he can change his mind and fight against the believers of the Star Moon Great Demon with me, but unfortunately, his heart is full of prejudice against God, I wanted to slowly influence him, and I may not have a chance."
"Chief Chief, you are really kind-hearted." Cardinal Gonzaga turned. "But the matter of the Italian group, please be merciful."
"Of course, that's of course." Chief Commander Eli Adam certainly wouldn't execute all the Italian knights. "With the exception of Cassano and a few of the first evildoers, everyone else will be given a chance to mend their ways, but I'm afraid that Cassano's comrades are not limited to the Italian group, and there may be some people in the German group who will be implicated."
"The True Pope doesn't care about the German-speaking group." Picomini's words sealed the fate of the knight De Vlisch, "He only hoped that after this internal cleansing, the Knights Hospitaller would remain faithful to God and to the Holy See." β
"Of course, although we are very grateful to His Majesty the Emperor for giving us another place to stay, we will remain faithful, and only loyal to God and the Holy See." Chief Eli Adam was by no means grateful for the Spanish feelings. "I will reorganize the fleet of the Knights in the near future, and it is a needless waste for the Spanish fleet to continue to stay in Malta."
The fleet that defended Malta and in fact controlled Malta was something that the Knights Hospitaller, and especially the French-speaking members of it, would never accept.
Cardinal Gonzaga went on with great interest: "When the Spanish fleet is gone, I think we should ask His Majesty the Pope to come to Malta once. This statue of Shventam is still not decaying after so many years, and it is so difficult to destroy, there must be divine power in it, and the True Chosen Pope should be able to digest this divine power with half of the cardinals. β
"This issue has to be discussed again, I am afraid that it is inconvenient for His Majesty the Pope to come over at this sensitive time, this time, the emperor and the regent have suffered a loss, and there is no need to stimulate them again." Cardinal Picromini was more cautious, and he made a joke. "Besides, this Side Tim has no merit and hard work, he is guarding here, we don't have to worry about someone breaking in, saving a lot of effort."
As he spoke, he suddenly heard a strange noise.
"Knock."
He turned his head in the direction of the sound, and the Drow Elf Statue, which even a dozen knights had not been able to push, was now lifted into the air.
A flaming sword stretched out from behind the idol, stabbing him in the throat.