[It's late, the line is blocked, ask for tickets, ask for recommended tickets, the fourth change]

Someone has been here at the water's edge! And this person can kill the mountain monster, could it be that the divine envoy of the Holy See personally intervened?

Saleen can think underwater, but Crimson and the others cannot. Everyone surfaced, and Salin had no choice but to follow. Seeing the corpse of the mountain monster, Pale Red is also a shrewd person, knowing that the danger has not decreased, but increased.

Climbing ashore, Crimson came to the head of the mountain monster, the head cut off by the blade was taller than his body, what kind of weapon could have caused such terrible damage?

Juggernaut!

The red heart trembled for a moment, for him, the Sword Saint was even more terrifying than the Great Magician. Because great mages are rare, the number of sword saints is much higher. Under normal circumstances, if the mercenary does not go to the vicinity of the magic tower, it is difficult to have any entanglement with the great mage, let alone the mage. However, there will be a Sword Saint in a mercenary group above level seven.

Juggernaut's sword aura can resist the power of magic, and can also attack out of body like magic. The most terrifying thing is that after becoming a bronze Juggernaut, Juggernaut can fly for a short time.

The head of the mountain monster was cut off by the Sword Saint, and it is definitely not a magician!

Salin also walked over, went around the back of the head, and saw a large hole in the back of the head of the Kaishan monster, apparently the demon core had been taken. Naris secretly spit out more than two dozen finger-sized magic cores and stuffed them into her waist. Anyway, the owner's pocket is already full, so he won't care about this thing.

"Crimson, let's break up here, and you don't want to go to your ruins. Salin began.

Salin didn't want to be entangled with the crimson anymore, the trip was quite fruitful, and now they are separated, whoever is found by the people of the Holy See is unlucky, and each has a destiny.

Canghong naturally understood this truth, he nodded, and didn't say anything. Saleen untied the metal kettle from his waist and handed it to Crimson. The kettle was full of repair water, and the rest of Salin's magic potions and materials purchased at Didipus were thrown away, and this metal kettle was the only thing he could help Crimson.

The time inside the temple seemed to be different from the progress outside, it was evening, and the setting sun was on the edge of the horizon, illuminating the plains orange-red and radiating heat, not at all like late autumn in a chaotic swamp.

Schika grinned and waved at Pale Red and Sarah, diluting many of the different emotions.

"Master Merlin, thank you for taking care of you during this time. Sarah bowed deeply to Salin and took the red and left. Salin looked at the backs of the two people in the sunset, and couldn't tell what it was like.

The two sides have not been in contact for a long time, and they are not even friends. It's just that they have experienced several life-and-death fights together, and in the end, their real names have not been told to others. This feeling made Saleen's mood inexplicably low.

Do you want to hide forever? The threat of Count Sufonso may not be as great as that of the Holy See, but as long as the hatred of this count is not eliminated, he will not be able to return to his homeland for a day. I don't know what happened to the teacher, and whether he will let himself get entangled in the trouble.

"The host ......"

"Alright, let's go, Neris, it's time for you to learn some of the lingua franca of the continent. Salin interrupted Neris and walked in the other direction. Canghong and the others chose due south, and the direction of Salin was southeast. To the southeast is the Qin Yin Empire, which passes through the swamp of chaos and will first reach the Duchy of Phoenix.

The Duchy of Phoenix is attached to the Qin Yin Empire and is small in size, bordering the Swamp of Chaos on all fronts. As long as you arrive in the Principality of Phoenix, it is basically equivalent to entering the protection of the Qin Yin Empire, and the people of the Holy See dare not enter and leave at will.

Salin and the others also went away, and on the other side of the waterhole, the figures of five people emerged. The white-robed young man at the head is the deacon of the Holy See named Picasso.

"It's funny, we saved these heretics. ”

Picasso's words made the faces of the four warriors under him pale, if these words were transmitted back, even if the gods made the adults to protect them, the good fortune of his team would come to an end. Or be thrown into the Yunliu Empire as a spy, or be sent to the Inquisition to watch the cell.

"You also know that you are afraid, if you are afraid, don't say a word about today's events. You go after those two mercenaries, and I'll deal with the magicians. Picasso said, ignoring the opinions of his men, stepping into the air, volleying and walking, quickly disappearing from the field of vision of the four papal warriors.

Picasso was shrouded in divine light, and he walked higher and higher in the air, and his speed was also amazingly fast. His white robe hunted in the wind, and he didn't deliberately protect his clothes with divine light.

Suddenly wary as he was advancing, Salin paused abruptly and turned around. The plain behind him was empty, and not even the shadow of the demonic beast could be seen.

"Interesting magician, you can actually feel my presence!" Picasso had already come to the top of Salin and the others, and suddenly he no longer controlled the divine light, and the sky suddenly brightened, as if the sun had risen again.

Saleen immediately activated the invisible shield on his magic robe, resisting the ring of fire. Now that his family is rich, he doesn't care about the consumption of demon cores.

"Who's it, come out!" a white light flashed between Salin's fingers, and he had a first-level magic ready.

Picasso slowly stepped down from the air, dissipated his divine light, and looked at Salin seriously, without saying a word. This teenage magician is younger, more cautious, and more powerful than he imagined. But that's only for his age. At this level, how could it be possible to kill Priest Corsean?

The little demon Neris had an instinctive aversion to the believers of the gods, but she was shrewd enough to know that she was no match for the young man, so she made a frightened appearance and hid behind Saleen. With a grim face, Sika took her weapon from behind her back, held it in her hand, and stood side by side with Sarin, waiting for Sarin's orders.

"Why are you chasing me?" Salin was not impulsive, the other party could move in the air, at least at the level of a seventh-level professional. If you know magic, you are also a magician above level 6. He and Sika are not opponents when they are tied together, and they use first-level magic to make a show, which is actually to remind this Holy See guy that he is not a threat to him.

"It's not me chasing, it's you're on the run. Picasso spoke calmly, as if he were stating a matter of course. In addition to gentleness and humility, there is also a touching charm on his young face. When he speaks, it is as if he is your friend, confiding in you.

If it weren't for the fact that he had killed the people of the Holy See, there was really no need to avoid this person. The people of the Holy See are not ogres, and most of them are still very talkative. The white-robed man said the essence of the matter in one word, he could not chase, but Salin could not escape.

"Young mage, may I know your name?" Picasso was always polite when he spoke to outsiders, but he was also irresistible.

"Saleen. ”

Saleen said his name, not to mention how awkward it was.

"So, Master Sarin, I'd like to ask you a favor. I have a companion named Corsean, I don't know who killed him, can you tell me who did it?"

Salin wanted to say that he didn't know three words, but the other party estimated that it was the white deacon of the Holy See, a seventh-level professional, who would definitely use prophecy. This is a more powerful ability than detecting lies, and if you lie yourself, the other party will clearly distinguish it.

Is this the power of the papal deacon? In the face of him, he can't even lie!

"Looks like it has something to do with you. Picasso sighed regretfully.

"Can I bribe you?" said Saleen, something that stunned Picasso. Salin said the word bribery with great confidence, and his eyes were clear, without a hint of shame.

"I didn't kill that priest, I just happened to go the same way. Saleen pondered the words, trying not to have any loopholes. His mind raced, and he continued, "I was hired to explore a ruin, and in the cave I saw with my own eyes that Priest Corsean was killed by a demon hunter. I just took what he was on, and if you don't hold me accountable, I'm willing to tell you the address of that ruin. ”

"In the canon, bribing a deacon is a felony. Picasso said indifferently. He didn't show any murderous intent from beginning to end, but Saleen's heart was even more nervous than when he met the Mountain Monster.

"That's a relic of the Second Dynasty, what you call the Blasphemous Dynasty. ”

"Oh, the ruins of the Blasphemous Dynasty can be used to atone for your sins, Master Salin, do you know the exact address of that ruin?" Picasso hid his joy, he had come to the Swamp of Chaos to find the ruins.

Master Faka has sent out a lot of men, so be sure to find the ruins before the other oracles know about it. However, the terrain of the chaotic swamp is complicated, and even he cannot guarantee that he will search all the places before winter. It doesn't matter if this little magician kills or not, as long as he can find the ruins first, Lord Faka will give him a proverb, and he will soon be promoted.

"So it's a deal?" Salin's heart also rose to his throat. Himself and Sika plus the little devil had no power to resist in front of this white butler.

"It's a deal, but how can I trust you?" said Picasso with a smile to Salin.

"Do you have a map? I'll point it to you. The location of the ruins is not far from you, and if what I say is false, you have enough time to catch up and kill me. If the ruins are real, you don't bother to pay attention to me, a little mage, don't you?" Salin wanted to play stupid, but Picasso knew everything, so he could only go straight to the point.

"That's right, but I won't admit it if I leave the Swamp of Chaos, and if I accidentally run into you, I'll still take you back to trial. If you resist, maybe I'll kill you on the spot. ”

Picasso said, taking out a map from his sleeve, a thin map that unfolded smoothly in the wind, without even a hint of fluctuation. Salin smiled, the other party really didn't need to show off his strength, he just wanted to get out of danger immediately, and he wouldn't point out a wrong place.

Searching for the map that Pale Scarlet had shown him from memory, Salin began to draw lines on Picasso's map with his fingertips. Drops of acid bubbled up from his fingertips, corroding a clear line on the map of the comparison office.

"That's the way. Saleen retracted his finger and asked, "Can we go?"

Picasso rolled up the map and smiled, "Of course, but let me remind you that not only Lord Faka sent people into the swamp of chaos, but you may also encounter other oracles' subordinates, so you can ask for more blessings when the time comes." ”

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