Chapter 40: Ready to Act (6)
"What about Lu?" asked a mage skilled in arcane arts and the leader of the Novi Gray Wandering Men's Guild. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
"I can't be controlled by a woman. Ralph sighed.
"Hmph, looks like I could ...... him off the membership list," the president muttered.
"You can get a discount for his name, are you sure?" said another magician from the Wanderers' Guild, who majored in ice magic.
"He'll be our Honorary Lifetime Member, Jenna Jr., for three beers. The president blinked, turned his head and said in a loud voice.
"Anyway, I heard Tom died?" Ralph's eyes slid over the scantily clad girl next to her.
"Yes," muttered the guild leader, "he's the vice-president, and the enemy sees through his sullen heart hidden beneath the iceberg's ascetic face. β
"Disemboweling, half of the heart was eaten, and it should be possible to tell who did it based on the tooth marks. "The ice method is called Jim," he said, "I guess he was poisoned while he was in bed." β
"......" Ralph hesitated, this union member will not be poisoned.
"You... "Ralph was about to speak, "that's the kind of ......"
"No, get out. The chairman rolled his eyes, "Some time ago, I worked seven times in a row in one night, and I plan to cultivate for a while." β
"Plus one, the last time I went in a group, my vitality was greatly damaged, after all, only tired cattle did not plough the damaged land. Jim said it was as if his body had been hollowed out.
"Actuallyβ" Ralph began to recount yesterday's events.
"The two of you have been working together for five hours and have lost?" Michelle said well, the nature of the country is easy to change, things are gathered by like, people are grouped, and their focus is always so strange.
"That's not the point. Ralph said he was happy with himself.
"We know that the answer is clear now. The president snorted coldly.
Trigger Mission: The Black Hand Behind the Scenes.
You have noticed the unusualness behind this series of events, and you have found the person behind it.
"Go find Morgan's Bichi. "I want her to know that there is a price to be paid for deceiving our pure feelings." β
"Let's go, I'll call someone. Jim got up and took out a ring from his pocket, "Call all the members, we found the murderer, the murderer is Morgan, listed as a dangerous target, all units pay attention, plan to make an appointment with her, hurry away, and report the location as soon as possible, repeat ......"
Urgent mandatory notice, as long as the person is in Novigre, you will definitely be able to receive the information.
"I'm at the autopsy, Morgan is about to snap with me, come and save me!" said one of the men anxiously, lowering his voice.
"No! xxx and I were going to go with her on the third floor of the hotel. β
"Damn, Morgan and I are downstairs with you. β
Ralph, the president, and Jim were dumbfounded, and the president immediately shouted, "Don't get dressed, jump out of the window and meet at the door of the brothel!"
Novi Gray's largest trade union is facing an existential moment at the moment, with nearly a hundred naked men running naked in the streets without hesitation.
"Sure enough, there's a problem!" Ralph watched as a group of men rushed over with horrified faces, sensing the seriousness of the matter.
"Seductive magic?" the president gasped, he had obviously given an order to take care of himself during this time, and go to some formal and safe places, who knows...
To put it bluntly, Novigre is a well-developed modern village, and when this group of people made an appointment with each other, they didn't even see the appearance of each other's female companions clearly!
When the group had packed up their outfits and were about to ask for guilt, a dog howl reverberated violently in Novigre.
"Roar!"
The sudden attack sent the entire Novigre into a panic in an instant.
"Enemy attack!" the soldier in charge of the guard frantically rang the alarm bell, the bell rang out, and the loud sound of explosions was heard all over the street, one moment Novigre was still calm and peaceful, the next moment it turned into a sea of fire, and civilians were crying for help.
The soldier who was still ringing the alarm bell of the "enemy ......" suddenly felt a wave of nausea, followed by a bulging sensation in his chest and abdomen. The wet dog's paws burst open the soldier's belly, and the ghostly dog's mouth chewed on the soldier's heart.
Almost at the same time, some civilians and soldiers repeated this terrifying scene.
"Dad..."A child watched the ghost dog get out of his father's belly, and sat on the ground in fright, crawling behind him with his hands and feet, but the ghost dog did not intend to let the child go, and pounced viciously on the child.
The Mark of Alder!
There was a roar in the air, and Ralph's eyes were grim, and he threw a piece of moon dust into the sky.
The flying silver dust hindered the Stylist's transformation, and Ralph stabbed the Greyhound in the throat with a sword, and then a sword flower twisted the Greyhound apart.
Watching the Nether Dog howl and turn into green flames and disperse with the wind, the child looked at Ralph in fear.
Too lazy to care about these things, Ralph threw the child back into the brothel, and the president yelled, "Protect the civilians, shrink the front!" Most of these Nether Dogs are only a dozen levels, don't be afraid!"
The purple barrier encircled the brothel, and Nether Dogs let out a wail of pain as it slammed into it, staring at the shivering civilians within.
"Ahh
A high-pitched roar resounded throughout Novigre, Ralph had never seen such a huge, nether dog.... No, maybe it's not a ghost dog anymore.
With a body of about eight meters, plump hair, green fire shrouded its limbs like armor, three dog heads on its neck, and two bifurcated tails were two hissing poisonous snakes smeared with letters!
"Mutant Hell Level Nether Hound, Level: 50, invincible. β
"My name, Rilke Nord!" the mutated Nether Dog's voice echoed through Novigri like a demon.
"Soul ...... Delicious souls!Kids, the feast is ready!It's time to enjoy!"
The members of the Swinger Men's Guild looked at the four big words of invincibility and expressed how they tied their home to Novigre.
"Hmph. While Ralph was pondering whether to leave Hearthstone, the scene changed a little.
"Holy Light, stop it!"
It was the worst voice Ralph had ever heard, hoarse and dry, completely unpalatable.
The bright silver armor was shrouded in golden holy light, six pairs of wings stretched out from behind, and the paladin wearing a suit of plate armor, holding a two-handed greatsword, swung it vigorously at Rilke who was standing in the air!
The Paladins have finally arrived!