"Wait, are you saying that the source of the plague in your mouth is in this river?"

Father Nero looked at the main road of the Moslassi River, which was as wide as a lake, in shock, and couldn't help but feel ashamed: "We are not fish, how should we find it in this situation!"

Franken pulled out three strange-shaped discs from his clothes that seemed to be treasure chests.

These dishes are thick in the middle and thin on both sides, which are milky white, about the size of a palm, and look a bit like a product made of jade, round and shiny.

A circle of Lun runes is engraved on the thin edge, and a small piece of purple crystal is inlaid in the middle of the dish.

"The dean has considered this situation a long time ago. This is the indicator he and I made together." Franken explained to others: "The white part is called 'jade', which is a new alchemy material discovered by the dean. It has a strong conduction effect on some specific alien magic powers. The crystal in the middle is a detoxification crystal, which has a strong reaction effect on the symptoms of poisoning, including this plague. As long as you hold this patrol nearby, you can definitely determine the overall location of the source of the plague. Next, just..."

"Professor Franken, I'm sorry to interrupt you."

Before Franken finished speaking, Kamiyu suddenly said. He pointed to the water behind him and said uneasy: "Those Pragues seem to be surrounding us."

Several people looked in the direction he pointed, and indeed they saw many short and thin figures in the black river water, with only the size of beans, but there were malicious figures inside.

These magical creatures are sliding their webbed hands and feet, approaching them on the shore.

"Don't be so suspicious. Although Prague has a bad personality, he is very brave. Even if he loses a stone, he can scare them away. And there have been no rumors that Prague actively attacks humans so far." The little fat Tennis disagrees with this: "Unless the Prague in this city has regional mutations..."

As he said that, he asked Cloud, who lived here for many years, “Have you heard of this kind of thing attacking humans?”

Claude frowned and thought for a while, then replied with uncertainty: "I have heard that someone was dragged into the water by something while taking a bath in the Mosse River, and this kind of rumor has appeared a lot. It is because of this that no one will take a bath in it now. However, from the description, the monster who dragged people into the water is very strong, so it shouldn't be done with this kind of thing, right?"

Pragher's little arm, which is about the same thickness as a dead tree branch, does not look very powerful.

When he heard Claude say this, Tennis gave Kamiyu a superb expression, as if he was saying, 'Look, the elective courses I learned are the most useful'.

But before he could get enough time, Nero issued a second warning first.

"Wait, be careful, these things are really wrong."

While speaking, he had pulled out the dagger that he had pinned his waist and was ready for battle.

Bishop Jishu is not a combat profession. They usually just hide in the backcourt on the battlefield to add a boost to their own people. Even if they are involved in the battle, Bishop Jishu uses a flail modified with a scepter - it can assist in casting spells and can also cause heavy armor-breaking damage to the enemy with the strike end called Morning Star. The most important thing is that it has no technical content, just be careful not to hit yourself.

However, Nero also worked as a Templar under Frey for a period of time and had good skills in his hands. Even if the mount is not there, he can use a sword to supplement it with sacred magic to show good combat power.

His alertness naturally made others involuntarily cautious and carefully observed the little things getting closer and closer to the shore.

If you look closely, you can tell that something is wrong with the other party.

As magical creatures, except for some reason being able to use human language, Prague's social state has always been a mystery. But it is certain that these guys have absolutely no civilization level as high as the dwarfs. They do not wear clothes or armor, and they are proud of their scales and skins. They do not take weapons or magic, but use strange language and sounds as their weapons.

However, the Prager who was surrounding them now was obviously different. The soybean-sized eyes were filled with heart-pounding madness. They were originally naked and now made simple armor with water plants or something else. Some Prager even held sharpened branches in his hands as weapons.

"They have magic fluctuations, and they are probably controlled by the charming small creatures."

Franken soon discovered the reason, and at the same time, he had already lost a magic trick in his hand.

"Can magical creatures be charming? Isn't it said that one of the definitions of magical creatures is that human magic is basically ineffective for them?"

Riddle looked curiously at the dispersing magic that exploded in the Prag group in the distance, but the halo of the dispersing magic was obviously bounced away when it touched the opponent's dark scale skin.

"It's just that most of the magic will be absorbed or reflected by their own mysterious protection." Franken spoke while his hands were not slow, and he threw several times in the direction just now: "If it is a four-ring magic or a five-ring miracle-level magic, even a magical creature may not be able to ignore it. The simplest thing is the magic range of the "Silver Stars" that was just included in the four-ring magic some time ago. If the magical creature is in the magic range, it will also be affected by damage and magic effects."

While speaking, several dispersing magic exploded together. The several Prags who had been dispersed in succession seemed to suddenly wake up. While pulling off the seaweed clothes on his body, he looked at the tribe around him in confusion.

"Of course, Prague belongs to the level of poor magic resistance among magical creatures. You should know..."

"I think it's better to leave the popular science you give to students to the academy." Nero interrupted Franken, who seemed to be planning to continue speaking endlessly. The dagger in his hand and his body were radiating white light, which looked particularly holy and inviolable against the backdrop of the broken walls of the Black River: "It's better to quickly solve these ghosts."

"Can the doctrine of the Pure White Church kill creatures at will?" Dorothy asked casually.

"Child, I'm not killing them." Nero explained seriously with a compassionate expression on his face: "I am relieving these poor creatures who are confused by darkness on behalf of the divine light!"

"…(As a matter of course, it's better to stay away from this guy in the future)"

At this moment, the four little guys and Claude's voices were abnormally synchronized. (To be continued. Please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!)
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