Chapter 147 Black Shadow

Early the next morning, I was awakened by the chaotic and crisp sound of insects and birds outside. A beam of light from nowhere shone on my face. No matter how I shook my head and dodged, I could not escape its rampant range. In desperation, I could only open my eyes. The purpose was to the empty chapel last night and the white light revealed from the window.

“Woo~~”

Xiaoxue's low and slightly pitiful whimper came to her ears. As a summoning beast, it was responsible for not only being my pillow, but also being responsible for the warning with the poisonous flower vines. Since I had them, I have rarely set up any traps outside. What other traps can compare to them?

Thinking about it now, the druids are really unique in this regard. Although necromancers can also summon, how can those lifeless skeletons and stone demons compare to Xiaoxue and others? Amazon also summons Valkyrie, but it takes level 60 to learn it. Fortunately, their vigilance is the strongest among all professions. Even if you don’t need a trap, it is extremely difficult to attack them.

Assassins are an alternative form. They are proficient in traps, and setting traps has become a pleasure or even instinct for them. Even if there is no danger, they may also tinker with several traps from time to time.

The most pitiful one is the barbarian, especially Doug's habit of falling asleep, which is unmoved. If Lar was not there, he would have been secretly carried away by the devastation demon in his sleep, and then threw it into the pot to steam it...

After packing up my things, I took out something to fill my stomach, and my eyes naturally placed it on the temple emitting a glimmer of light. From the dim light, it can be seen that the power attached to this armored temple is relatively weak. It should not last long, at most a few hours. According to Kane's book, the most powerful temple can even last for about a day...

Alas!! What is the subtle loss caused by this great satisfaction?

I carefully touched the temple with my fingers. The moment I contacted it, there was no movement of the sky or earth, nor did the light flashing. The whole process was so calm that it made people a little abrupt.

Being in it, I felt a gentle force constantly coming from the temple. In a blink of an eye, the white light on the temple had already faintly dimmed, replaced by the faint light emitted from my body. If I looked carefully from the angle of the bystander, the white light spreading all over me was cleverly forming a long shield on my forehead, which looked a bit imposing and awe-inspiring. It was a pity that I couldn't see it.

It seemed nothing. I raised my hands and looked at it carefully for a long time. Except for a warm current flowing at the beginning, I could not feel the amazing power represented by these temples.

Maybe it can only be noticed in battle. Didn’t it be said that good things are ordinary? Thinking of this, I couldn’t wait to open the door of the church.

What came towards us was a dazzling light and a cool breeze. Yesterday's heavy rain had stopped at some point, and only the colorful world washed by the rain was left behind. There was also the wet and coolness revealed in the air.

With a faint expectation, I walked towards the passage where I chose last night. Not long after, I found a group of yellow demons in a small courtyard outside the corridor, which looked like about twenty, and there was also a little demon wizard as the leader.

At this time, more than a dozen little demons were "hey" and "hey" their treasures of "group" - one of them was ugly and dirty. It was probably because of the old potter who threw away the pot as a failure. This big earth-gray pot was probably filled with more than a dozen little demons. They had to use more than a dozen people to lift the pot out like an eight-carriage sedan. Several other little demons set up the pot rack next to them, piled up wood to prepare to ignite, and the remaining little demons were left. At first glance, I almost fell to the ground.

As the saying goes, "Birds who wake up early eat insects," especially in the early morning after the rain. It seems to give people the feeling that they are not a good bird if they don't wake up early, but the reality is cruel. Birds who wake up early may not be able to eat delicious breakfasts, and may even be eaten as breakfast by others, just like the scene in front of me...

Under the leadership of the little demon wizard, the remaining little demons were tiptoing in the small courtyard, and the target was naturally the chirping birds. They raised their toes and leaned up gently, and then suddenly took a knife and fell. The beautiful little life suddenly fell to death, blood splattered. Occasionally, a few lucky people escaped, but the little demon wizard waiting next to them smashed a fireball, as if I couldn't eat and wouldn't let you live, and they roasted these poor birds who thought they had escaped to the point of not even ashes.

What a bunch of guys who are so terrifying.

When I saw their actions, I was angry, but suddenly felt a little unreasonable pity. How could I say it? It was like a sin group that wanted to conquer the world, and because of insufficient funds, I had to line up to beg along the street. It was ridiculous and pitiful.

I was thinking a little messy, but I never planned to let these little demons go. Just because of their indiscriminate killing of birds and beasts in the early morning, it was enough for me to spend some time to pass them off.

First of all, there was the little demon wizard and a few of them. I did not hide my footsteps, so even when I was concentrating on preying, they immediately discovered me when I was approaching about ten meters.

“Lakanishu…”

The leading mage shouted vigilantly, and immediately scared away all the birds and beasts nearby. Only a dozen small corpses were left lying on the ground, as if annoyed that I let their breakfast be ruined. The mage and a few little demons seemed particularly angry. They were good at the sea of ​​people, waving their short swords and maces in their hands. They rushed towards me without waiting for the little demons behind to follow.

I stood there, signaling Xiaoxue behind me not to do anything, and then silently counted their distances until the little demon wizard's fireball hit me. I paused, and a dazzling red flame ball immediately condensed in my hand. At the moment of waving my hand, a chaotic flame that was one person high and more than two meters wide rose into the sky, and then spread along the surface, divided into three rushing towards the little demon. Wherever the flame passed, I just listened to

Seeing a few "chir" screams, the little demons didn't even leave a scum, and disappeared out of thin air. The violent flames spread more than ten meters away until the little demon mage's feet gradually faded. The poor little demon mage blinked his eyes and his ghost-headed stick in his hand was stunned in the air. It seemed that he was planning to resurrect the dead little demons, but he couldn't find a corpse.

Instant magic is indeed a pleasure. I recalled the feeling just now, um... how to improve Fire Storm in the future? Is it developing it into a firewall similar to a wizard's firewall technique, which controls the direction and can continuously burn, or is it another more suitable spell?

At my signal, Xiaoxue had already rushed forward and killed the little demon wizard who was still dazed. Until this time, more than a dozen other little demons carrying the pot came late. Seeing that the ugly big pot was placed on the ground, I thought it took a lot of time to put it down.

However, all their efforts were in vain. Before they could leave a few steps, the lazy crow with bad taste suddenly flew over their heads, then aimed at their large tiles and dived like a bomber. With a "touch", the poor-quality tiles could withstand the pecking of the lazy crow. The holes were pierced and cracked into dozens of large tiles that even the best skilled craftsman could not repair.

When the dozen or so little demons heard the sound of shattering, they braked suddenly without caring about the enemy in front of them, and then turned their heads back one after another. They happened to see the scene of the pot they regarded as treasures cracked into pieces. Their faces suddenly showed despair as if the world was about to collapse, and then they turned their vicious eyes to the lazy crow who was still satisfied in the sky. It seemed that they wanted to tear them apart.

"Qua~~"

The lazy crow seemed to be unable to bear the vicious gaze of the beloved after it was destroyed. After screaming, the disaster landed on my shoulders like a rushing eastward. The dozen or so little demons saw that the enemy had fallen obediently, so they could not help it. They rushed up one after another...

"As early people are indeed a little shabby..."

I looked at the coins on the ground speechlessly, and finally put in a sentence that thought it contained profound philosophy and exposed the essence of society.

However, the lazy crow was quite interested in this. After taking the few coins it brought, I was about to turn around and leave. If I couldn't find the entrance to the military camp today, I planned to return to the outer corridor teleportation station even if I was shameless. Anyway, the essence of my roadblock was probably widely circulated in the Roger camp, so I didn't feel embarrassed.

"Sir..."

Just as I turned around, Xiaoxue behind me suddenly bent down from her front, grinned and made a warning of rushing forward. A strong sense of vigilance came from the subtle spiritual connection to my mind.

"Hehe~~ It's really good to be alert!"

A cold voice came from behind Changting Zhuzi. It seemed to be a joking tone, but no matter how I heard it, it made me feel that it didn't have any emotion. If I insist on saying something in my tone, it would probably be the smell of blood.

Can the smell of blood be "listened"? The extremely incongruous feeling made me turn around immediately and replace the weapon in my hand with that scepter.

"Don't be excited, don't be excited, I have no malice..."

The figure hiding behind Changting still spoke in an seemingly emotional but indifferent tone.

Then, a figure wearing a close-fitting warrior cloak slowly turned from behind the pillar. Her thin figure and cold breath easily reminded people of a profession - an assassin. Of course, it is not impossible for necromancers. After all, no one stipulates that mages cannot wear warrior cloaks. When she met Linya, she was holding a summoning staff in her hand.

However, the aura emitted by him was so cold that I had never seen in Roger's camp, especially the eyes of the hat, which seemed to be a poisonous snake, sharp and cruel.

Is there such a person in Roger Camp? I have been there for more than a year and have not confirmed it. I have never seen such a dangerous person in No. 1 before, and I am alone, and the momentum it emits is not weaker than that of Sister Sarna. If there were such a person in Roger Camp, there would have been rumors long ago. The more I thought about it, the more I became more and more wrong.

"Who are you, I never seem to have seen you in Roger Camp..."

I called Xiaoxue and the others back and formed a defensive formation vigilantly.

He did not answer immediately, but glanced at Xiaoxue with his vicious eyes, and showed a look of surprise without any concealment, and then placed it on the other four ghost wolves that were obviously larger than ordinary ghost wolves, followed by the poisonous flower vine. As for the lazy crow and the oak wise man, he didn't even look at it. Then, he turned his eyes to me, as if he noticed that the faint white light on my body was the unique effect when he was sheltered by the temple.

"Just call me Chudun..."

His eyes flashed for a while, and he replied slowly.

"So, if nothing is wrong, should we say goodbye?"

"I did not hide my resistance to this weird guy who exuded a cold air all over his body.

"Hehe, of course, but before leaving, can you tell me the direction of the teleportation station on the outer corridor? I haven't been back for a long time."

I frowned. Is it better to be a bird or not? To be honest, I don’t have even a little bit of good feelings for the weird guy in front of me. From him, I can clearly feel that the aura is definitely not a kindness.

“There…”

In the end, I pointed him in the direction. Although I hated his eyes and the breath emitted, I didn't want to cause any conflict with him here. Moreover, his words "I haven't been back for a long time" also made me feel a little relieved. Perhaps this is why I haven't seen him in Roger's camp. At least it is also an adventurer, his kind of person. Although it feels a bit disgusting, there should be no problem.

Of course, I have an attitude of watching the show. With his ignorant personality and a cool and cool personality, I will definitely be taught a lesson by Kasha after returning to Roger's camp. Maybe I can clean up his vicious aura.

"Hehe...it's really exciting..."

With a strange laugh of unknown significance, he walked away slowly without saying thanks (I had no hope). In the end, I still couldn't figure out whether he was an assassin or a necromancer.

It was not until he walked away that Xiaoxue gradually returned to normal that I relaxed. Inadvertently, she actually beat a cicada. Unexpectedly, that person actually brought me such a great force. Although it was incomparable to that old BT of Kasha, I had no idea that I had a good time with my sister... Well, to be honest, I have not felt my sister's real fighting momentum...

As a result, until dusk, I still couldn't find the entrance to the military camp. All day today, except for the strange man in black robe I met in the morning, my experience increased so much. I couldn't help but drag my long shadow and returned to the teleportation point as usual. Smile, you guys laugh as much as you want, anyway, I'm a road ill.

"What is this...?"

My pupils suddenly dilated. In the blood-red sunset, three corpses fell into pools of blood. The middle-aged mage who smiled gently at me yesterday afternoon, as well as the two Roger archers who kindly suggested to me, the entire teleportation station was stained with the blood of the three of them...
Chapter completed!