In fact, travel is not as interesting as you think.

For example, now Charles and his group of three were riding pony on the road leading to the galaxy from Susal. Along the way, there were merchant groups and adventurers, woods and wilderness, monsters, robbers, etc., I was really thinking too much about it.

This is still the Susar area, with more people than strange people and an extremely prosperous commercial road, so the two of Charles and the other two could only follow the butt of the business group and walk slowly, even if they wanted to be fast, they couldn't.

This happened all morning.

Fortunately, Charles had his own magical skills. The female wanderer pulled his reins and led the way in front, while he sat leisurely on the horse's back, took out the knowledge books he had plundered from the Necromancer's study, and began to make up for his knowledge and skills.

The disadvantage of a pastor choosing a knowledge field is that all knowledge and skills (religion, mystery, history, plane, etc.) have become their own skills.

However, the limited skill points after the priest's upgrade must be added to "medicine", "focus" and "spell identification". However, knowledge and skills are related to future professional advancement and a series of checks, so they still need to be added. However, they cannot be added with the upgraded skill points, so they can only rely on the priest's own efforts to make up for it.

At this point, players and Aboriginals are actually on the same starting line.

She was riding a horse and following the priest. She used curious eyes to patrol the priest and the rogue. The man and woman had obviously known each other for a long time, not only for the first time. The rogue was also willing to be the role of her coolie.

The magician is very interested in their relationship. But for personality reasons, she doesn't gossip.

What makes me even more curious is that the priest tied the horse's butt and wrapped in a thick layer of black cloth, square items that looked like picture frames, but why didn't they throw them into their backpack and put them in.

“Reading is done.”

“Local knowledge +1.”

A row of data finally emerged in front of me.

Charles closed the book, threw it back into his backpack, and looked up and let go of his sight.

Then he was stunned.

It turned out that the horses stopped unknowingly, and there was a serious blockage on the avenue. There were merchant groups coming from behind, and there were endless heads in front of them. The pastor felt that something big had happened.

Although the trade routes from Susar Port, crossing the galaxy and leading to neighboring country Sambiya at the forks, have always been busy, I have never heard of blocking the road.

Something must have happened before.

Charle jumped off the pony and sorted out the priest robe. He did not wear armor when he was free, so it was easy for players to change clothes anyway, and it was just a command, not as troublesome as the indigenous people, and even needed help.

He found an Aboriginal Adventure Squad, smiled at the leader and said, "Hello, adventurer, I am the priest of Ogma."

"Hello." The adventure captain was full of worry and forced a smile.

"Is there something happened in the Galaxy section ahead?" Shir said curiously.

"Yes……"

The adventure captain hesitated for a moment, and felt that there was nothing to hide, so he continued: "Listen to the guards of the Great Merchants Group, there is a fishman tribe migrating against the current in the lower reaches of the Galaxy."

"The Fishman Tribe, migrate against the current?" Shir immediately raised his eyebrows and realized that the abnormality of the Fishman Tribe may be related to the dispute between the Double Legends of Longhu last night. He asked: "What is the Fishman Tribe specifically?"

"Shahua Fishman." Captain Adventure lowered his voice.

"interesting."

Charle's mouth slanted slightly, saying goodbye to the adventure captain, and returned to his pony.

"I think we've encountered an area mission." The priest smiled at the wanderer and the magician: "It might be the storm in Longhu last night that drove a sofa fishman tribe to the shore."

The Shahua Yuman is an evil creature that is orderly and obscene.

They are usually called water demons by coastal residents, and there will be organized plundering on the shore, slaughtering humans and robbing animals. Of course, the Shahua fish man will also attack ships on the river and sea. Not far ahead of the road is the galaxy, and there is a Shahua fish man approaching. Those merchants are worried that it is correct.

Charles knew that ordinary Shahua fishmen would be allergic to freshwater and would temporarily blind when exposed to strong light. The ocean is their paradise. This fishmen tribe migrated along the mouth of the galaxy. There must be deep reasons. But the priest was too lazy to think too much.

"Shahua Fishman?" The quicksand at the fingertips didn't know much about fishman, but the dreams showed a little interest.

"If it is a small tribe, there should be 200,300 fish warriors. Some of the merchants are busy, so let's wait and see. Maybe someone will turn around and go back to Susal and ask for the Purple Dragon Legion." Charles smiled.

The subsequent developments were expected by the pastor.

The road was getting more and more serious. The owner of the big merchant group summoned the heads of various small merchant groups and the captain of the adventurers to gather in a temporary camp to start discussing how to drive away the fishman tribe.

The largest nearby town has only about a thousand residents, so it is impossible to draw more than a hundred regular troops to help. If the messenger returns to Susar on the same route and asks the Purple Dragon Legion to move, it will take another half a day.

It is noon now, and it is the best time to deal with the Shahua Fishman tribe. Sunlight will greatly weaken the combat effectiveness of the fishman warriors. If it is delayed until evening or even night, the situation will become even worse.

Most of the guards of the merchant group were appointed by the adventurer Si'an. They have rich knowledge of monsters and naturally know how to deal with the fishman tribe without the priests' worries.

Soon after, the merchants at the meeting dispersed one after another. Teams of elite guards were drawn out and gathered on the wasteland, with about one hundred people. More than a dozen adventure teams received commissions promised by the merchants and were also wandering around the guard group.

Finally, it's the player.

There are not a few players on the avenue, and there are also a very small number of loners. Including Charles, quicksand with his fingertips and dreams, the players all have a very tacit understanding and go to temporary tents.

A middle-aged soldier who was responsible for coordinating and commanding, wearing silver armor and heavy shields with heavy marks in his hand, looked at the group of Saints in front of him.

"To be honest, I don't believe in your strength, Holy Land."

The middle-aged soldier spoke in a deep voice and said, "What is the impression that the Holy Land gives us? Arrogant, arrogant, unorganized, and undisciplined. I don't think you can bring peace to the mainland, but rather a catalyst for war."

"But now it's time to prove yourself. Let me see your attitude, Holy Adventists." The middle-aged soldier pointed to a long table beside him, and the tabletops were filled with purses filled with gold coins.

Other players may hesitate and disdain after hearing the warrior's words.

But after Charles nodded to the magician and wanderer, the three of them stepped forward and each grabbed a wallet. At the same time, the prompt to receive the area mission also appeared in front of the three of them:

"【Xia River - The Shahua Yuman Tribe Against the Current] (Accepted)."

A blue regional task.

The content of the mission requires each player to kill at least 3 fishman warriors and 1 elite fishman, and one of the rewards is this wallet, which contains 50 gold coins.

When settlement of regional tasks, experience points will be allocated according to the team's contribution, and combined with the experience gained from killing monsters, this is undoubtedly a feast of upgrades. Shire could not have imagined that he was so lucky that he encountered regional tasks as soon as he arrived at the border of Susar.

It seems that the last regional mission was at the Gnoll Pass in Yingfeng Town.

Charles dared to conclude that the Shahua Yuman tribe fled to take refuge in the Tamsui River, which was inseparable from the fight between the two legends at the sea last night. Perhaps a series of interesting chain reactions would occur later.

"Very good, Pastor St. I am Demps, show it well."

The middle-aged warrior cast an admiring look at Charles. It seems that the first players who accept the mission will receive hidden rewards such as changing character attitudes.

Charle leaned over slightly and took the wanderer and the magician to join the guards and the adventure team.

The Aboriginal Adventures are not friendly to players because most adventurers think that this group of Saint Adventists will make their lives increasingly difficult.

Most of the warriors of the guard group also ignored the Charles and the other two. Their level is between 15 and 20, and they are the main force against the Fishman tribe. Players and adventure teams are only considered auxiliary troops.

After the mission was issued, Demps held a sword and led the mixed legion toward the lower reaches of the Galaxy.

Two or three miles away from the Avenue.

On the tidal flats in the river.

Demps waved his hand and called out to the two hundred legion, nodded to the sensitive guards, who ran to the river bank with cloth bags and dumped out the dusty objects in the bag.

"Interesting, it's Sun Flame Powder." Charles fanned his nose along the river and smelled a faint smell of red dust.

"Sun Flame Powder?"

The quicksand and the dreams of the fingertips looked at each other, and they obviously didn't know much about the function of this alchemy dust.

"Prepare for the fight!"

Shire did not explain, but instead replaced it with a "venomous snake cloak", wearing an "eagle feather armor" on the inner layer, a silver-shiny light steel shield on the left arm, and a flame guard sword on the right hand.

Two or three seconds later, the magician and the wanderer knew the effect of the Sun Flame Powder.

A layer of dust floated on the river surface, rushed downstream along the river water, and then slowly dissolved into the water, emitting dazzling light. In an instant, a large section of the river became a light waterfall, with white light blazing. The players and the indigenous warriors who witnessed this scene narrowed their eyes slightly.

"thump"

"thump"

"thump"

Human eyes cannot stand this strong light, and the Shahua fish man who fears light is even worse. Everyone then saw the lower section of the river rushing out of the green fish man with sharp teeth all over his body.

"attack--"

Demps held up his sword and shield and slapped in the air.

First, a hundred well-trained escorts of the merchant regiment formed an impact formation, erected a piece of scale-like shield, held a long sword or a scimitar, and pressed towards the river bank step by step.

Then the Aboriginal adventurers who followed the escort regiment each took out their bows and crossbows, and shot arrows at an elevation angle in the front protection of the escorts.

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Chapter completed!