All sorts of weird inspection tools or objects are used on the arm, and some of them have an effect, while others don't change at all.

Regardless of whether it worked or not, Slugg wrote down the records of the test on a piece of vellum paper.

As the more tests were conducted, Slug seemed to be more excited, with a pair of cloudy eyes faintly showing signs of bloodshot congestion and a lot of shortness of breath.

Ron, who was sitting at the table, looked at him like this, and was a little worried that the old man would pull it out at once.

"Oh my God, my God, what do you see I've encountered? Now that I've got my most precious collection, what will happen to you?"

Slug muttered something he didn't understand as he carefully dropped a drop of green liquid onto the necklace on Ron's arm below his neck.

'Poof!'

As soon as the liquid touched the arm, it immediately volatilized into a cloud of green smoke floating in the air.

The smoke swirled around the two of them like a living thing, and a faint scent of grass came out of the smoke.

Watching the cloud of smoke swirl rapidly between the two, Slug closed his mouth and stared at the smoke with a deliberate expression, as if waiting for something to change.

The smoke spun for about ten seconds before it came to a halt in front of Ron, and then the green smoke began to roll up on its own, spreading like a plague in the middle of the smoke.

After a while, the whole cloud of green smoke completely turned a vivid red, and then quickly dissipated.

"It's red again," Slug didn't know what to think, and watched the change in smoke with a somewhat dull expression.

It wasn't until the smoke had completely disappeared in front of Ron that he came back to his senses and turned his gaze to the almost stack of notes written on the table.

Slug picked up the parchment page by page and compared it repeatedly, muttering to himself from time to time.

"If that's the case, it's impossible, shouldn't it be, is something wrong? Damn weird?"

Ron, who had been quietly waiting for the result next to him, frowned slightly, a little impatient.

He could tell that Slug seemed to have identified something, but perhaps it was different from what he had imagined, and he was struggling with it.

When Slug repeated the message in his hand for the fifth time, Ron finally couldn't help but speak.

"Mistress Slug, may I ask what you have identified, or what is wrong?"

Hearing his voice, Slug's movements suddenly seemed to be stunned, he put down the leather paper in his hand, raised his head and said in a trance.

"I'm sorry, but I can't tell if the witch's blood is a doom item. ”

"What?" Ron was slightly stunned, his face a little strange. "Isn't this an item of doom?"

"Quite possibly. With an inexplicable look, Slug looked at the necklace of his arm, which was still intact under his neck.

"I've been in contact with at least five or six doom items so far, and I think I have a very thorough understanding of this weird thing, but you're different, although it can also involve the bearer in doom to a certain extent, but it doesn't have the characteristics of doom items, and even I think that the witch's blood is not an item, but a dry limb of some kind of creature.

"Active?" Ron looked strangely at the pitch-black arm under his neck, feeling a little incredible. "You're saying it's really an arm, and nothing else?"

"That's right. Slug pulled at his messy hair, which he also thought was very strange. "I've never seen a creature that can actually carry the ability of doom, and the illusion you said, it's amazing, I didn't expect the holy relic of the Stent Empire to be such a thing"

Slug began to mumble to himself again.

Ron, on the other hand, stared at the palm-sized arm with a frown, not knowing what he was thinking.

"And through the test just now, I found that the witch's blood seems to have formed some kind of connection with you, I don't know what happened when you first obtained it, but at present, it seems that this inexplicable connection is to involve you in various doom events, which is also one of the differences from doom items. Slug, who was thinking, said helplessly. "However, in my opinion, this doom ability is much more subtle than the doom item, and it is not fatal at the moment, at most it will make your life more troublesome, but, if this connection deepens, I don't know what will happen, after all, I am also the first time I have come into contact with the witch's blood, and I can't tell you other information, this is my identification result. ”

"Yes," Ron thought for a moment, then stood up and saluted respectfully. "Anyway, thank you for your help. ”

Through the information Slugg's identification and what had happened since the arm hung over him, he vaguely guessed something, but he wasn't sure.

"Well, I'm very interested in your situation, and although I can't give you much information, I have two friends who may have different opinions, so I'll let you get it for free this time. Slug said, pulling a golden card from his waist and handing it to Ron. "Feel free to come over next month if you have time. ”

Taking the card, Ron took a slight look and realized that this card had some black twisted patterns compared to the one Ian had given him earlier.

The patterns are arranged very neatly and seem to be some kind of text.

"Okay, I see. Ron nodded, putting the card away solemnly.

However, just as he turned to get out of here, Slug suddenly spoke behind him.

"And one last point, I think the hallucinations you mentioned are the key to deepening your connection with the witch's blood, if you can, try to avoid stimulating the witch's blood to bring you into the hallucination, maybe there are still many unknown abilities in it that I haven't noticed, but, according to what you said you saw in Bradley Manor, I don't think those abilities will do you much good. ”

"Okay, thanks for the reminder. Ron bowed again. "Goodbye then. ”

"Goodbye. ”

Watch as Ron walks out of the room and closes the door.

Standing still for a moment, Slug turned and sat down at the table, staring thoughtfully at the recorded information on the table.

"It's incredible that the blood of a witch is actually a limb of some kind of creature, is it some kind of alien that has not yet been discovered, it seems that I need some information about the Stent Empire"

The cluttered room was very quiet, with only the sound of his own muttering.

The candles hanging on the walls burned with orange-yellow flare, dimming the room.

I don't know how long it took.

As Slug looked at the information in his hand earnestly, an inexplicable sound suddenly sounded from a corner of the room.

'Click!'

It sounded as if something had broken.

At the same time, a slightly cold wind blew from Slug's back into his neck, as if a small hand had reached into it.

"Huh?"

Feeling the coolness behind him, Slug raised his head slightly and swept around suspiciously.

However, when he saw a black crow sculpture on a wooden shelf, his gaze froze.

In his field of vision, the tip of the crow's sculpture had a slender opening at the top of the crow's head, like the crow's third eye, facing his direction.

"Aureth's guardian statue? damn it!?"

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, Slug immediately stood up and walked towards the wooden door on the other side of the room with a panicked expression.

As soon as he left the room, there was another 'click' on the head of the crow sculpture, and this time, the entire crow sculpture instantly split in half, and a wisp of transparent white smoke quickly dissipated from the place where it was split......

Leaving Slug's side, Ron returned to the Ollivanders Tavern, led by the woman from before.

After such a long time, the tavern, which had been empty because of him, became lively again.

Ron peeked out of the wooden door behind the bar and ran into the man in the black gown from before.

"Hi sir, you are finally out. As soon as the man saw Ron, he immediately stepped forward excitedly. "The woman you want has woken up, and now I have left her in the back warehouse, if I don't come out again, I may have to let her go, you know, I'm a serious business here. ”

Seeing the man's excited expression, Ron frowned and asked.

"What's going on?"

"After you left, two or three groups of people asked me about the woman's whereabouts, and they seem to belong to the Black Knife Society."

The man's words were not finished, but the meaning was clear.

However, Ron was very curious about his performance.

"Is your organization still afraid of the Black Knife Society?"

You must know that the unknown organization behind Slug is highly rated in the information of the City Guard, and the Black Knife Society can only be regarded as a second-rate gray organization in Soros City at best, and there is no comparison between the two at all.

"You don't know. The man explained. "Soros City is just a branch of ours, our power here is not very strong, although the Black Knife Society is not afraid, but it doesn't want to provoke for the sake of a woman. ”

Hearing the man's explanation, Ron immediately understood why he was like this, so he apologized slightly.

"Well, if I was negligent, I'll take the woman away. ”

"Just understand. The man breathed a sigh of relief. "Please come with me. ”

"Okay. ”

Ron followed the man out of the bar and through the bustling tavern, where they soon came to a sturdy wooden house at the back of the tavern.

The wooden house seems to be used to store wine, and there is a faint smell of alcohol in the air.

The man looked around, then took out a key from his body and opened the wooden door, turning sideways to the side.

"The woman is inside, be careful. ”

"Hmm. ”

Ron nodded, and walked straight into the cabin.

The cabin was a little dark, with rows of ale in mahogany barrels on either side, and at the very end, the woman with the rope tied to her body was huddled in the corner, looking at Ron with horror as he walked in.

It's just that because there is something blocked in the mouth, I can only make a soft whimpering sound.

Walking up to the young woman, Ron found that the dense scars on her body had completely healed at this time, but her mental state was not very good.

"Looks like you still know me. Squatting down slightly, Ron looked at the woman with a calm expression. "It's worthy of the blood of the demon woman, the recovery is not bad, I have an experiment I hope you will cooperate, don't try to resist, although you are a member of the Black Knife Society, although you have a good purity of the blood of the demon woman, but there are also one or two half-blood aliens with the blood of the demon woman I have killed, you are unlucky to meet me, now I will untie your rope, don't let me down, can you understand what I said?"

Listening to Ron's words, the woman nodded desperately, and her mouth kept making a 'whine' sound.

Seeing this, Ron reached out and ripped the rope off the woman's body.

However, at the moment when the rope was untied, a red light suddenly flashed in the woman's eyes, and she rushed out of the wooden house at a very fast speed.

However, just as she was about to step out of the wooden door, the woman's face changed, and her body slammed into the side of the door.

'Whew!!'

A silver blade pierced her abdomen, nailing it to the wooden wall like an insect.

Blood dripped down the blade and made a 'snap' sound.

Ron looked helplessly at the woman's frightened face.

"Look, I said don't let me down, do you think I was joking with you?"

"You damn human wretch, I won't let you go!!Worm in the shithole!!you"

The woman stared at Ron with a vicious expression, cursing incessantly, her eyes reddening and the wound that pierced her abdomen making a 'hissing' sound, as if it was healing.

Seeing that the woman showed no signs of stopping, Ron's face sank.

"Do you really want me to kill you?"

He tugged at the hand holding the crosssword.

'Poof!!'

The wound that had just healed a little bit suddenly opened a long opening, and the broken intestines inside could be faintly seen.

Feeling the severe pain, the woman snorted and did not faint, but still had a hideous and vicious expression on her pale face.

Seeing this, a cold light flashed in Ron's eyes, and he pulled the cross sword again.

"I don't like your expression, put it away for me. ”

As the pain deepened, the woman seemed to be really afraid of Ron, and immediately changed her complexion.

"Hmm. ”

Nodding with satisfaction, Ron snorted, pulled the cross sword out of the woman's abdomen, and said calmly.

"Give you a minute to heal your wounds, and then come with me, don't try to run away again, or I'll cut off your legs first, and you're called Julia, right?"

Unexpectedly, Ron would know her name, Julia was slightly stunned, then thought of something, and nodded indifferently.

"Yes, sir. ”

Hearing her sure answer, Ron narrowed his eyes slightly, stopped talking, and just stood still and waited.

Julia's healing abilities seemed to be weaker than the half-blood aliens of the two enchantresses Ron had encountered, and after two injuries, it became much slower.

It was only when the wound on her abdomen had almost healed that the two of them walked out of the cabin.

Outside the wooden house, the man seemed to have returned to the tavern and was gone.

Ron looked at the cabin behind him, and then led Julia towards Hawk Street.

However, just as he stepped into Hawk Street, five or six tall figures in black leather armor came out of the Ollivander Tavern with gloomy faces.

And when those people saw Ron coming out of the back of the tavern and Julia behind him, they were stunned at the same time, and then quickly surrounded them in tacit understanding.