Chapter 050

"You are aware of the ritual of the blood stained God"

"The ritual of the God of blood: a mysterious ritual. The creatures in the ritual will obtain great desire and speed of reproduction at the cost of the vitality of the mother."

"Insight (+60) takes effect!" (note 1.)

"You feel the statue of the God of dirty blood"

Somewhere.

Roger's eyes seemed to penetrate the obstacles of the big house and saw a mysterious stone statue.

The stone statue only has a head, with eyes but no pupils, and its inverted triangular face is covered with blood colored fine lines.

Roger only looked at it for a while, and then he felt some pain in his temples.

"Sure enough, are you a heretic again?"

When he was in the orchard, he vaguely guessed the background of hanfran.

Now, his guess has been confirmed.

Although I don't know what the God of dirty blood is, it is the source of all abnormal phenomena.

Hanfran may just be a chess piece.

No wonder even the emerald dragons are afraid.

But Roger didn't mean to give up.

Mistra is a place where cults run everywhere.

If he runs one by one, he may really stay in the novice village for a lifetime.

"Keep looking."

Took advantage of the people in the yard to leave.

Roger rolled in.

A few jumps disappeared into the darkness.

The next few days.

Roger collected intelligence in the villages of zedi refugees.

Sharpening your ax will not delay your job of cutting wood.

For Roger, only when he is fully prepared, will he choose to shoot.

The situation in the village is very bad.

Hanfran speeded up the distribution of oranges.

Every day, people are "blown out" by sarcomas on their necks. The frequency is faster and faster, and the number is also increasing.

In addition to the strong smell of magic, the village was also filled with a dead spirit.

And every night.

Hanfran will hold a "ceremony of the God of blood" in his big house.

Just a few days down.

Almost all women have completed the terrible process from pregnancy to aging.

Their children are also growing at a monster speed.

Babies who have just landed can grow into teenagers in a few days, and initially have combat effectiveness.

These children are more like demons than ordinary zedi refugees.

They are thin and have extremely long limbs.

They seem to prefer crawling to walking upright.

They can't speak, have no expression, and refuse to be close to their mother.

They only obey hanfran.

Hanfran fed them a lot of fire oranges, and these children's digestion of magic was significantly stronger.

Many of them have acquired powerful spell like abilities.

Only a few people were accidentally shot in the head.

Time passes day by day.

Humphrey's appearance is getting shorter and shorter.

He locked himself in that big house and stayed there all day.

Roger knew that there was not much time left for hanfran to attack Longya village.

"It's time to do it."

Roger found Cindy and talked with her about what he had seen and heard these days.

"We really don't know who the God of blood is sacred."

"After all, there are too many evil gods with heads and faces in Mistra..."

Cindy mused:

"If what you see is true, then hanfran should be the spokesman of the evil god."

"Well... Are you afraid of getting into trouble?"

"If it's this problem, don't worry too much; the existence of the extermination mantra blocks the sight of most evil gods. In fact, it's difficult for them to put their paws and teeth out. Such as hanfran, is already the strongest spokesman that evil gods can find."

Roger nodded quietly.

"I can assure you that after killing Humphrey, the God of blood will not trouble you."

Cindy solemnly promised.

Roger thought:

"I'm going to kill Humphrey tonight."

"But there are two things that need the help of master muse."

"First, give me the blessing of the emerald Dragon God in advance."

"Second, I need her to come out in person. Well, don't really do it, just fly around."

Cindy looked hesitant. After a while, she was uncertain and said:

"All right."

"I'll convey your meaning."

At nightfall.

Roger wandered along the edge of the reeds.

His body is blessed with "the blessing of the emerald Dragon God".

"Blessing of the emerald Dragon God: increase your perception, intelligence and strength by 1 point respectively"

Because of the random addition of points, this result can only be regular for Roger.

Among the six basic attributes.

What he needs most is agility and perception, strength and physique are next, and intelligence and charm are the most useless.

Agility and perception go without saying. Strength and physique also determine the basic quality of the body.

Intelligence represents the affinity for elements and the study potential in the magic field.

Roger's demon immune constitution naturally has nothing to do with the element.

As for charm... Forget it!

"It's equivalent to extra white whoring with 1 point of strength and 1 point of perception. It's OK."

Following the path of reeds, he dived into the village of zedi refugees, and Roger began to set out towards the established location.

Along the way, he saw several zedi refugees blow their heads.

One after another, like a fireworks convention.

His heart was a little heavy.

"Almost?"

When thinking so.

Suddenly there was a loud dragon singing in the sky!

"It's a dragon!"

"Attack!"

"Ah..."

Noise came from the village.

There was still a trace of rational refugees looking at the sea blue figure with fear.

"Why are you waiting!"

Hanfran ran out of the big house and skillfully put on his waistband:

"Push the crossbow carriage!"

"Quasi mage group, assemble!"

With the appearance of hanfran, the order in the village was temporarily maintained.

The refugees moved in a muddle.

Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!

The dragon in the sky flapped its wings madly.

Gusts of wind hit, overturning many low houses.

"Go, go, go!"

Humphrey commanded loudly.

Suddenly, a guard ran over:

"Lord Humphrey!"

"The orchard is on fire!"

Hanfran was stunned. "Their goal is the orchard?"

"You take some people to put out the fire!"

The guard immediately walked away with a group of people.

A moment later.

Another person came to report:

"Lord Humphrey!"

"The warehouse of the crossbow cart is on fire!"

This time, hanfran really couldn't sit still!

He was in a hurry to bring people over to put out the fire.

But before he went far, he suddenly stopped!

"There is a problem!"

Hanfran shook off his men with a ferocious face and walked back with great strides.

Before long, he returned to the big house.

On the chaotic square.

No one seemed to notice that a figure was creeping out of the side door of the big house.

The man bowed and held in his arms something wrapped in linen.

"Stop!"

Humphrey flew into a rage.

This roar startled the man. The other party grabbed the package and ran away!

Hanfran had no time to think, so he grabbed a knife and rushed over.

The man ran so fast that he rushed out of the village after several rises and falls.

But hanfran is not slow.

Even the distance between the two sides is getting closer bit by bit.

Two people, one in front of the other.

In a moment, he rushed out twoorthree miles into the more complex environment.

The wind is tightening around my ears.

A sudden inspiration came to hanfran's mind.

"Cheated!"

At that moment.

He saw the thing in the arms of the figure in front of him fall down.

It landed in the swamp with a plop.

It's actually a huge sweet potato!

Boom!

With this strange sound, angry hanfran suddenly stepped on the air.

The scene in front of me began to spin!

"It's a trap."

The word just popped out of his mind.

He felt a pang of heartbreaking pain!

He looked down.

Under that deep pit, I don't know how many bamboo nails with long forearms were buried!

"Ah!"

A roar of pain came from the bottom of the pit.

It seems that the fiercest beast fell into the trap of one of the most cunning hunters.

Above the pit.

Slowly, a face shrouded in shadow appeared.

It's getting dark.

(Note 1: there is an error in the previous text. It is written as insight +6, but in fact it is +60. It has been modified.)