The Twelve Movements of Dusk Volume The First Chapter Hate the Evening I
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In the early chapter, Rogge pushed open the thick copper-clad door of the 'Sword Bay' tavern and stepped into the crowded, noisy, and smoky tavern. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć The cold wind rushed in with him, and took the opportunity to pounce on the drinkers sitting by the door, many of whom were red-faced and red-eared, and the cold wind slipped into the collar and burrowed into the leather robe, and a shiver at least half of the good wine that had just been eaten was canceled.
The staccato scolding continued, and the waiters rushed from the bar to close the door. However, Rogge didn't care at all, and walked straight to the bar of the tavern.
There was a moment of silence in the tavern, followed by whistles and strange screams.
It turned out that it was Mei who followed Rogge into the tavern.
She was wearing a crisp black trench coat today, with a raised collar that covered half of her face, and her short blond hair fluttering in the wind. Her hair color is not as dazzling as the sun gold, but slightly chestnut, and the pair of jasper-bright eyes under the broken hair on her forehead are just right, radiating the uninhibited nature of the wild surname.
Rose feet on black lizard skin boots, the brass and blue and white buttons of the trench coat are neatly buttoned from top to bottom, not revealing any skin, but the iceberg-like beauty and heroic and solemn dress, its seductiveness is not inferior to the bold ladies in backless outfits at the Yanjing banquet. Her right hand hung down from the side of her leg, and her delicate fingers poked out from the cuffs of her trench coat, so that she could get a glimpse of her deceitful skin. Looking at the many drunks in the tavern, their faces were like frost, and their eyes under the short golden hair shone with a cold and angry light.
The leather boots under Rose's feet took crisp steps and followed Rogge towards the bar.
A braked-chested strong man staggered to his feet, blocking Mei's path. "Hey, pretty chick, how about you stay and have a drink with me?"
Mei suddenly smiled, and the charm of the moment made the strong man stay in place! She smiled and said, "Why not?"
As she spoke, Mei already had a copper wine jug in her hand, and when the drunks in the tavern saw a flower, the heavy copper kettle had already smashed into the drunkard's face! There was a clear sound of bone cracking under the copper kettle, and the strong man didn't snort, and immediately fell to the sky.
Mei sneered and looked around the audience, the five slender fingers were released one by one, and with a bang, the copper kettle, which had been completely deformed, fell to the ground.
Everyone in the tavern turned their heads when they saw the fighting light on her slender and beautiful hands. The few silent figures looked at the cuffs of her black trench coat, which were trimmed with a row of five brass cufflinks, the surface of which had faint shade lines. It was the coat of arms of the 'Tides' legion. They seemed to sigh and bow their heads and drink their sullen wine.
Mei came to Rogge's side, slapped the bar hard, and shouted to the one-eyed dragon boss of the tavern, "Get the strongest wine you have here!"
The boss shook his head, took out a bottle of aged whiskey from under the bar, and took out another wine glass, but Mei Splitter snatched the bottle from the bottle. She clamped her two fingers, and had already cut off the bottleneck of the wine bottle, and then raised her head, and drank a few big sips, and it was already half a bottle of wine.
Mei's eyes became brighter and brighter, and her body began to faintly reveal a murderous aura.
The noise in the tavern was getting quieter, and already timid drinkers were starting to slip away. The one-eyed dragon boss shook his head with a wry smile, and under Mei's terrifyingly bright gaze, he swallowed back all his complaints.
Rogge leaned against the bar, shook the wine glass in his hand, put a gold coin on the bar, and said, "Hey, man, I heard your name is Kirpitian?"
The one-eyed dragon reached out and took the gold coin, saying, "That's right. ā
Mei looked at Rogge with a strange look. With her rank of major, she would only receive a gold coin every two months. Although she didn't care about money at all, it was a little difficult to understand why Rogge would use a gold coin to confirm a piece of information that she had known for a long time.
Rogge took out another gold coin and said, "Is there a blacksmith in the city?"
"There are hundreds. ā
A gold coin. "Who is the best blacksmith?"
"Do you want to build gear?"
"No, I just want to work on one piece of equipment. I've heard that there is a blacksmith in this city who doesn't know how to make it, but only studies and analyzes ready-made equipment. ā
The one-eyed dragon looked at the bag of gold coins in front of him, and had no intention of opening his mouth at all.
Mei suddenly reached out and grabbed the one-eyed dragon boss by the collar, almost pulling him out of the bar.
"Tell me everything you know!" Mei said coldly.
"Put him down!" Rogge cried softly. Mei glanced at Rog, let go of her hand, and let Corpitian fall back into place. She picked up the bottle and took a few sips to drain the rest of the spirits.
Rog groaned all over his body, but couldn't find anything of value, he groaned slightly, took off a magic ring from his hand, and put it on the bar.
The one-eyed dragon boss picked up the magic ring and looked at it carefully for a long time, sighed, and said reluctantly: "Although this ring is good, it is still a little worse than this news, alas, a loss is a loss, this time I admit it." ā
He craned his neck and whispered an address in Rogge's ear.
Rogge smiled, slapped the one-eyed dragon boss on the shoulder twice, slapped him shaky, and then said, "Thank you, thank you! I will definitely take care of your business more in the future." Mei, let's go!"
"If it's the two of you, then forget it......" The one-eyed dragon boss rubbed his shoulders and muttered to himself.
May, who was following Rogge, suddenly turned her head and stared at Corbite. The middle-aged one-eyed dragon was startled, and immediately laughed and said, "Miss Mei walks slowly, I must come again next time!"
Mei snorted, and then stopped.
There were only a few guests left in the tavern at the moment, and they suddenly drew their weapons and pounced on Rogge!
Mei was slightly on one side, and a sneak attack killer flashed indismissibly. Her black trench coat suddenly lifted, and a long leg flew out, the tips of her shiny boots hooking the killer's neck.
Rog seemed to turn slowly, but when he turned completely and greeted the two killers who pounced on him with the most enthusiastic smile, the two of them only moved about half a foot in the air.
Rogge had an extra magic blade in his hand that shimmered black, and he smiled, no matter what the rules were, he just waved at the two killers. A look of horror flashed in the eyes of the two killers, but they could no longer control their bodies, so they could only watch and rush towards the criss-crossing black qi in front of them.
Mei's long legs were skillfully retracted and released, and he had already taken the killer around in a circle. The shiny black lizardskin boots immediately landed on the killer's shoulder, and with a clear cry, he suddenly exerted his strength!
The killer fell to his knees with a thud, his spine unable to withstand the sudden pressure, and there was a clattering cracking sound. The killer spurted out a large mouthful of blood and fell to the ground like a soft pocket.
A burst of extremely thick bloody gas suddenly floated behind Mei's back. She turned slowly and saw Rogge standing among the blood and corpses, his hands in his pockets, smiling at her.
Looking at Rog's smile as warm as the sun, Mei suddenly felt a chill in her heart.
"Hey, man, you've seen it, this time it was the Wind Wolf guys who came to me first, I was just defending myself, I didn't break your rules!" Rogge explained loudly to the one-eyed dragon, and pushed the door with Mei.
A drunken guest in the corner of the tavern quietly looked up, making sure that Rogge was gone, before he dared to stand up. He looked at the corpse on the ground, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He then placed a few silver coins on the table and hurried out. Although the man moved quickly, his feet were silent.
The last guest suddenly stopped, staring incredulously at the tip of a sword peeking through his chest. He tried to turn around and saw the Cyclops boss looking at him with a smile.
He said with difficulty: "You are here...... It's not that it's not allowed...... Killing?"
The one-eyed dragon smiled and said, "My rules have always only worked for guests!" He twisted his dagger and shattered the victim's heart.
Looking at the blood, broken limbs, and internal organs on the ground, the one-eyed dragon sighed with some embarrassment: "These wind wolf guys are really troublesome...... sighed, he still rolled up his sleeves and began to clean up the tavern.
Rogge took Mei and took advantage of it to come to an inconspicuous dilapidated building. The fat man looked at the house number again, and after making sure that he had not recognized the wrong place, he immediately kicked the door open.
The room is very simple and doesn't look anything special. There was a sudden sharp and thin scolding from the second floor, and then a one-meter-tall figure rushed down the stairs, it turned out to be a dwarf who was not young enough.
"Are you Nakba?" asked Rog with a smile.
"It's me, who are you?" the dwarf softened a little when he saw the man call out his name.
Rogge said, "I want you to analyze a piece of magic equipment for me." ā
As soon as he saw that the person who came was asking for something, the dwarf's arrogance became arrogant again. He almost jumped to his feet and shouted, "Aha! you broke my door and want me to analyze the equipment for you? Don't think that gold coins can make me work for you, no way! Don't talk about gold coins, not even a lot of gems! Now, you give me a go! No, before you get out, pay for my door!"
Rogge laughed and said, "Genius Nakba, you are mistaken, I didn't plan to pay you gold coins at all, let alone gems." But you'll still agree to analyze the equipment for me. ā
The dwarf's eyes glowed red, a typical sign of the race's extreme rage. In order to show his majesty, the gnome will try to jump as high as he can with every word he says.
"You have angered the genius Nakba!"
"The price of provoking Nakba is very heavy!"
"Nakba is an important person protected by the Wind Wolf!"
...... Rogge finally got impatient with this dwarf jumping around, and he said lightly, "Mei, find a way to make him a little more obedient." ā
Mei Xiu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, looking at the dwarf jumping around, and her slightly narrowed eyes revealed a dangerous light. With her left hand, she had already grabbed the gnome by the collar and lifted him into the air.
Mei shook her right hand, and seven strange short blades of different shapes slipped out of her cuffs, and her right hand immediately clenched into a fist, and one or two sharp short blades shining with cold light were sandwiched between each finger.
Mei shook her right hand, which was full of sharp blades, in front of the dwarf, and all the swear words in the dwarf's mouth disappeared immediately. Mei smiled coldly and said to Rogge, "Are you going to visit?"
Rogge shook his head with a smile and said, "There's an empty room, you can play as you like, just don't kill him." ā
Mei snorted and carried the dwarf into the room. As soon as the door slammed shut, the gnomes screamed and begged for mercy like pigs inside.
The door opened again, and Mei walked out with the dwarf. As soon as she let go of her hand, Nakba threw herself on the ground. He struggled to stand up, but he was so frightened that his legs were weak and had no strength at all, and after tossing a few times, they were still like a puddle of mud.
"So fast?" said Rogge.
Mei snorted and said, "I just explained to him a few words about the principle of the first punishment, and he was already going crazy. ā
Rogge smiled faintly, squatted down, and said to Nakba: "Genius Nakba, do you want to reconsider my suggestion now?"
"No problem! I don't want gold or precious stones, Nakba is now your most humble servant!
Moments later, Nakba had activated the magic circle in the laboratory.
Although the dwarf is greedy and cowardly, his attainments in alchemy and magical equipment are indeed not low. Once he got to work, the gnome fell into a state of frenzy, darting up and down the room, flipping switches and adding a new ingredient or two to the magic circle.
In the center of the magic array, there was a dagger glowing with dark red flames, the Casinaths dagger.
After a long day's work, the dwarf took out a small, richly bound box, carefully pulled out a small handful of blue sand from it, and after muttering a mantra for a long time, he spread his fingers and threw the sand at Casinarace's dagger.
Rogge also opened a magic equipment shop in his early years, and was extremely familiar with all kinds of magic materials, so he recognized these blue sand at a glance as the extremely precious silica sand, which has the mysterious power of tracing the past and connecting across time and space.
As the dwarf spell was completed, layers of mystical incantations on Casinarace's dagger emerged, followed by dozens of dark red threads that stood out. These threads connect the spells on the dagger at one end, and the other leads to other planes.
The gnome's blood-red eyes widened, carefully identifying each magical symbol.
Casinaras Damon Fasla-Mizolab. Ah, the name belongs to the lineage of the Abyssal Demons, and it seems that the power of this dagger of yours comes from the lava abyss. Dimon is a title that can only be possessed by beings above the Great Demon, and it seems that this is the reason why this dagger is so powerful. Wait, Casinalas's glow is very dim, suggesting that this is not the name of the demon itself, but it is indeed associated with a specific archdemon......"
The dwarf muttered as he held his head in thought. He jumped up and shouted, "I see! Casinaras is either a clone of some archdemon, or its projection on another plane!, so that everything is obvious, Nakba is a genius!"
Mei was confused when she heard it, but Rogge was amazed in his heart, this dwarf can really be called a genius. So many things can be deduced from just one dagger.
The gnome turned to study the thin red lines on the dagger that led to the heterotope.
"Sure enough, none of the demons are good! The only purpose of these threads is to transmit curses, but this is Casinaras's curse on the dagger holder. In this way, whoever becomes the master of this dagger must be at the mercy of Casinaros, otherwise, the curse of the archdemon can easily wipe out the life of our plane. But it's very strange that these threads should be connected to you through the dagger, ah! Nakba is not cursing you, but are you not the owner of this dagger, why does the red thread of the curse lead in other directions?" the dwarf began to have a headache again.
Rogge laughed and said, "Nakba, you are indeed a genius! You are not mistaken, the thread of the curse is connected to someone else." Haha! Very good, it seems that I didn't come in vain this time!"
Rog pointed to the few red threads and asked, "What about these ones, are they used by Casinaras to sense and control the dagger holder?"
The dwarf took a crystal lens, carefully studied the fine magic symbol attached to the root of the red thread, and then hesitated, "It seems that it is." But I can't be sure either. Nakba is a genius, but he also needs time. ā
Rog nodded and asked, "Since Cassinaras is able to control the dagger holder through these spells, can we also attack it through these spells as well?"
The dwarf screamed, "Of course! Divine power is an inseparable part of God, and all divine power is a two-way street, and while God gives mortals divine power, it also provides a chance for mortals to touch him!
This time Rogge was taken aback, he stared at the dwarf, and said, "You can even know this?
Nakba looked extremely angry, jumped up and said, "This is what the dwarf god himself told us!"
"Kiss?"
"Oh, no, I mean, the sayings of God are recorded in the great chronicles of the gnomes. I'm a genius among the gnomes, and of course I've seen the Great Chronicles!"
Seeing that Rogge didn't mean to continue to investigate, the dwarf breathed a sigh of relief, and he took out two moon-white gems and bumped into each other, causing a small cloud of electric light.
"Let me see again how these curses work. ā
Rogge was startled, and before he could stop him, the flash of lightning fell on the dagger, and then flashed along a few red lines.
This attack of negligible power is almost certainly headed towards the Fury of the Sky.
The room fell silent for a moment, and then there was a strange humming and trembling sound, the source of which could not be discerned, without the slightest transition from far to near, as if bursting from every molecule in the air, causing everything in the room to beat with its frequency.
Mei's short blonde hair began to float slowly.
"What the fuck!" Rogge cursed loudly, pulling the dwarf over and pressing it under him. He was chanting incantations as fast as he could, and behind him, a deep voice was chanting incantations at the same time. Rogge's free left hand was not idle, his fingertips couldn't help but flow silver light, drawing magic symbols with dazzling movements, and every time he drew four magic runes, it condensed into a silver light shield in the void to guard Rogge.
Mei reacted very quickly, and when she saw that the situation was not good, she immediately covered her head with her arms and slammed out of the window, and the crisp sound of "sigh and bang" did not affect the rhythm of the buzzing and trembling sound in the slightest.
The room turned from dark to light, and at the moment when it was too late to think, the purple-blue light had already ruled this world!
The lightning that appeared across the void was unstoppable, like a surging wave of rage, filling every inch of the room in an instant! The lightning that was flickering and extinguishing was twisting and squirming in the air like a demon snake, and each lightning bolt was rolling with purple-blue thunder, rolling and bursting, flooding all the cracks. Purple electricity that could not be vented erupted from the door and window, and one of them struck the rose who had not yet landed!
Mei screamed, and was hit by the blue-purple electricity, and fell hard, and the remaining momentum was inexhaustible, pressing her firmly to the ground. But she endured the sharp pain of paralysis, and a handleless dagger popped out of the cuff of her left hand.
With the last of her strength, Mei stuck it into the ground.
The thunder and lightning suddenly disappeared, and there was no trace of it.
Rose was paralyzed and lay on her back on the ground, moaning slightly. Her left hand, which held the sword, was already charred black.
In the room, Rogge's clothes were in tatters, his hair stood on end, and there was burning pain all over his body. Unlike Mei, Rogge endured the frontal impact of thunder and lightning in order to protect the gnomes. Fortunately, the fat man has strong mental power and has a super resistance to various negative states, so he is not affected by the paralyzing effect of lightning at all, but even so, he was choked by the electric fire.
Rogge couldn't take care of himself, and hurriedly inspected the state of the dwarf, only to see that the dwarf under him was charred and blackened, almost turning into a piece of coke!
The dwarf squeezed out an extremely ugly smile and said intermittently, "Curiosity kills a cat...... It will also ...... Kill a dwarf ......"
Only then did Rogge notice that the dwarf had a faint red thread on his fingertips. It's no wonder that under the protection of their multiple magic, the gnomes are still burned to charcoal.
Rog sighed and retrieved the Casinaras dagger. He quickly searched the entire small building again. The thunderstorm had reduced almost everything in the building to ashes, and Rogge had found nothing of value except for a mutilated notebook with burnt edges.
Rogge jumped out of the window, picked up the rose that was still lying on the ground and couldn't move, and hurriedly disappeared into the night.
(To be continued)