Blood of Mercury

"Don't worry about Macken and the others, find Claudia first!"

Kluveen said decisively.

"Okay."

Roland nodded in agreement.

At the speed at which the yellow letters on the bracelet appeared, Claudia would probably die within an hour. Even though the snow has stopped now, it is still very laborious to move through the snow.

If you go to Luther Town first, 80% of the time it will be too late.

But where will Claudia be?

Starting from Roland's place now, it would take at least four hours to search the entire pyroxene woodland. Even if Roland used the entanglement technique to perform high-speed maneuvers, it could only be compressed to an extent close to an hour.

And that time is too tight. In case of encountering a relatively high-level pyroxene species, Roland has no confidence that he can kill them quickly.

You must know that the monsters of the pyroxene species ignore the weak point strike - with Roland's current attack method, if you don't use the weak point attack, it is very difficult to defeat a pyroxene type demonized creature that begins to crystallize.

The touch of mistletoe cannot absorb the life force of the enchanted creature, and the ash coiling technique cannot harm the pyroxene species that also have the characteristics of the twilight species. of pyroxene species.

The only thing that can come in handy is probably the Karal Slashing Sword with the special effect of the hammer head.

Thinking of this, Roland took out his slashing sword and the short sword he got from the sewer from the suitcase, and then hung the suitcase on the shield frame behind Kluveen's back.

"Hold it for me. It's inconvenient for me to carry this."

"Okay."

Kluveen responded, took down the big shield behind him, and spun it slightly. The edge of the half-human-high shield pierced out a circle of sharp, sharp blades.

This doesn't work for the pyroxene species either...

Seeing this, Roland sighed again.

If only Kakarit was still by his side. The priests of the saints are as restrained against the twilight as the priests of the gods are against the walking dead. With a silver-level mourner by his side, the demonized creatures below silver can be said to die as many as they come.

But when Roland left before, he had already sent Kakarit to infiltrate the group of survivors.

After all, it is a long way from the City of Fortune to Farrar, and there is a genuine mourner by the side of the survivors, brainwashing the group of people... I mean that psychotherapy is very convenient.

In Farrar, where more than 90% of the people believe in the elders of Lonely Mountain, it is very difficult for them to convert their beliefs. So this must be done as soon as possible.

It was old Joseph. Roland had already asked him to go to Luther Town to inquire about the situation.

Roland has been thinking about this old priest who has believed in the Lord of Darkness for many years but has not been reused for a long time.

Anyway, the dam in the City of Fortune has been blown up by Roland. Clergymen are no longer restricted by the Great Ward of Kalar in that vicinity.

If Roland is nearby, he can keep a normal call with the long-sleeping mentor even at ten o'clock - not like now, as a voter, he has to pray specially to hear the long-sleeping teacher's voice.

Roland planned to wait for him to get a lot of mercury, just after he was promoted to death. Just go to the ruins of the city of wealth to collect the dying tree of suffering, and then call on the long-sleeping mentor along the way to transform old Joseph into a mourner.

Such a talent with more than 50 years of underground work experience will definitely help Roland a lot during the revival of the plague. It would be a shame to die with the plague.

Roland has already arranged all these things, neither the tree of suffering nor old Joseph can make any big waves.

The only thing Roland was more worried about was the group of Tyre's Templars. They didn't know that the truth would have been completely buried by Roland, and now it is estimated that the assembly is almost finished...

I hope they don't give away to feed the tree of suffering.

...wait, is this?

The light of doubt in Roland's eyes flickered, and he was slightly startled, and then he inserted the Carrar Slashing Sword and Azure Fang together with the scabbard into his waist.

"Kluveen. I'm Druid, and I'm moving faster in the woods than you... To save time, let's split up!"

Roland turned back and said this to Kluveen. Four vines slowly stretched out from the sleeves, and two more vines were pulled out from the ankles: "You look for it from the road, I look for it from the depths of the woods! If anything happens, throw it into the sky and call me!"

"Okay!" Kluveen said immediately, and then ran back along the road he came from holding the blade shield.

Roland nodded slightly, but his feet did not move at all.

As for where Claudia is, Roland has a vague guess in his heart now.

What Roland didn't tell Kluveen was that. He had even seen Claudia's footprints just now - the footprints of a person. There is no Markon's footprint nor An Ruosi's footprint, not even Claude's footprint.

And that footprint led to a very familiar place for Roland.

in that narrow terrain. Kluveen was not active at all. It would be better to let him go first to see if anyone has set up cards on several major roads.

The trap that can be set in the pyroxene woodland to lure Claudia must be a demonic creature infected by dusk. If Roland is right, even Luther Town has probably been controlled by these monsters, and their purpose is pyroxene.

But as for the sticky shapeshifters of Kabbalah's enemies, or the Ithma who manipulates people's minds with illusions, this will have a great impact on Roland's subsequent tactical choices.

"Roland!"

Just then, a familiar voice came from behind.

Roland turned around suspiciously, only to find someone who shouldn't be there.

Slim, about 1.75 meters tall, with a determined expression, and a vertical scar on his left face.

It was Macon.

"Markan? Why are you here?"

"I still want to ask you!"

Markan said angrily: "Aren't you with Kluveen? Where's Kluveen?"

Roland's eyes flashed, and he said nonchalantly, "He went to Claudia... By the way, what about Claudia's grandfather?"

"You mean the old priest? He's still in town," Macon shrugged. "After all, Caral is a little too dangerous for a priest."

"makes sense."

Roland nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Macken suddenly asked, "By the way, Roland, do you have any clues about Claudia's whereabouts?"

"Yes." Roland nodded vigorously, and pulled Markon's sleeve with his right hand to let him approach the footprints left on the snow, "Look. These are Claudia's footprints."

"Based on how long the snow stopped, it's about two hours ago."

Roland said calmly: "Although the footprints are very shallow because they are covered with fresh snow, and they are intermittent, but fortunately, you can see her direction."

"In that direction, the only building with significance is undoubtedly the Tomb of Thousand Heads."

Roland's voice was cold and sweet, and his words were full of confidence: "There, Kluveen is inconvenient to move with his large shield, but it is much easier for me to move."

As his voice fell, Markan's expression almost froze in surprise.

"...you know so much~www.NovelMTL.com~ If I hadn't known you were a blighter, I would have thought you were a wizard."

"Wizards don't want to step into the Pyroxene Woodland at will." Roland's words meant something.

"Who knows, maybe idiots will."

Macken shrugged and gave Roland a knightly salute jokingly.

"Miss Roland, the road to the Tomb of Thousand Heads is bumpy, please go ahead and explore the road ahead."

"Then please. It just so happens that I'm not very good at this."

Roland responded with a smile.

Seeing Markon turn his head and walk in that direction, the smile on Roland's face gradually faded.

He wiped the right hand that had touched Macken before on his robe, and his eyes were full of mockery when he looked at Macken's back. (To be continued)

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