Chapter 219

It was Ding Laji, the demon warlock of the Dragonstone Mercenary Corps who spoke.

Ren was very impressed with him. This dwarf with congenital deformities is very ugly in appearance. He has dealt with demons all year round, but he has a very pure belief in the goddess of magic. His soul is peaceful, and his small body has great wisdom.

It's just that this guy is usually unrestrained. Since the Dragonstone mercenary group entered the castle, he often disappears. He only appears once every few days, and he is always in a state of drunkenness.

Ren learned from his few words and the discussions behind the mercenaries.

Dinglaji's greatest hobbies are drinking and whoring.

All the money he earned in the mercenary group was spent in taverns and brothels. He was having fun day and night. He was even crazier than healthy men, and he often lost contact with whores.

Rare to see here today.

"How are you sure it's a necromancer?" Ren asked.

The bone altar is used to perform sacrificial rituals to the Lord of the Dead, but it is not necessarily built by the Necromancer.

As one of the four evil gods of the abyss, the god of death most feared by ordinary people, the lord of the dead has many believers, far more than undead creatures.

All his followers are likely to build a bone altar.

For example, some primitive troll tribes, or humans and aliens who admire the power of death, as well as death knights, mummy lords, psychic acolytes and so on.

Half a month ago, Ren just killed a death knight as a novice, maybe it was related to this incident.

"My lord, hiccup..."

Ding Laji burped as soon as he opened his mouth. The smell of alcohol could not even cover up the smell of corpses from the altar, and he felt a little embarrassed.

Emily gave her think tank a dissatisfied look.

Ding Laji didn't care, raised his hand and grabbed two fistfuls of his bird's nest-like hair, and then continued: "My lord, there are actually several types of bone altars, and they look very similar in form. It’s hard to tell, but the effect is actually very different.”

He stepped on the skeleton and climbed up to the altar, pointing to several skulls in the middle of the altar.

"The number of skulls, as well as the shape of their placement, have strict requirements, which are used to distinguish the effect of the altar."

"Here are seven skulls..."

Ding Laji lowered his head to confirm again, "The symbol in the shape of a sickle indicates that the purpose of this altar is to obtain the blessing of the death power of the Lord of the Necromancers. After a period of time, undead spells will be cast in the area around the altar, threatening can be increased.”

"This is the necromancer's favorite combat environment."

"Every time a living person is killed and the soul is harvested, the soul power of the necromancer will increase a little. The more enemies are killed and the more undead are converted, the more difficult they will be to defeat."

"The appearance of this kind of bone altar usually means the coming of the undead natural disaster."

Speaking of the latter, Ding Laji looked serious.

Ren was a little impressed, and he really couldn't be judged by his appearance.

The demon warlock's knowledge is more profound than expected, but now is not the time to praise, he asked in a deep voice: "How big is the scope of the bone altar? How long will it last?"

"It has something to do with the number of people offering sacrifices."

Ding Laji glanced around the altar, "The more people sacrificed, the larger the area and the longer the time. There are at least 200 bones here, which should last for a month. As for the area..." He estimated a few After a few seconds, he looked back and forth and said, "My lord, half of your territory should be within range."

Ren's expression was ugly.

The location of this manor is by the sea, in the northern part of Glamorgan Territory, a small half of the territory, just covering the most densely populated area.

He immediately took out the Thunder Hammer, ready to smash the altar.

"My lord." Ding Laji shook his head and said, "After the sacrifice is over, even if the bone altar is destroyed, the boost effect on the necromancer will still exist. The Lord of the Necromancer has already included this area into his field of vision."

"I suggest not to touch the altar, in case of accident..."

Ren's heart trembled, he had suffered this loss before.

The strife imprint of Roxi the Deceiver is still on him. In the past few months, he has been slowly grinding it with the fire of faith, and most of it has dissipated, and it will disappear completely in a short time.

"Is the altar here just like this?" Ren was in a bad mood. There were so many bones piled up into a hill, and he couldn't let them go.

Ding Laji nodded and said, "When the effect of the sacrifice ends, the altar will weather and disappear. Don't worry, my lord."

Ren thought for a few moments and could only do so.

Several people exited the hall of the manor, Fabian the wind spirit was waiting outside, and came over and said: "Master, the owner of this manor has been found out, he is a silk businessman, he bought the manor five years ago, but there is news a while ago It is rumored that he is going to sell the manor, and has met several buyers, one of them is Sirik..."

When Ren heard the name, his eyes flashed.

The necromancer who built the bone altar was indeed related to the death knight Serik.

He recalled what he heard at Xia Lanwei's trade fair. Serik said at the time that he was going to buy a manor for the elderly, which should be here.

However, Serik was hammered into ashes by himself, and the manor lost its cover, so the altar of bones was exposed.

Ren couldn't help but feel a little lucky.

I accidentally destroyed the opponent's plan, otherwise, I don't know how long it will take for this altar to be discovered, let alone know that a necromancer has sneaked into the territory.

The most urgent task is to find out the trace of this necromancer.

According to Ding Laji, in order to obtain the blessing of the Lord of the Dead, the necromancer will not leave the effective range of the bone altar.

Half of Glamorgan Territory has a population of 340,000, so it is difficult to find someone.

Even with the eyes of the soul, it is still a matter of luck.

Moreover, time is also relatively tight. No matter what conspiracy the necromancer has, he will definitely act within the validity period of the altar of bones.

"Only one month."

Ren whispered to himself, thinking about what to do.

"My lord." Ding Laji said suddenly: "I have some abilities in finding monsters. Although necromancers are not monsters, they are similar. I am willing to serve you."

Ren looked at the dwarf, which was not his style.

This devil warlock has a lazy personality, loves leisure and hates work, and has been deliberately avoiding himself. Obviously, he is afraid of what he will be assigned to do, but today he volunteered, which is really abnormal.

"Are you out of money?" Ren asked with a half-smile.

"Uh..." Ding Laji's face froze, he didn't expect his thoughts to be seen through by Renn at a glance, so he no longer concealed it, and admitted generously: "My lord is wise, the consumption of Modu is too high, and money is a little tight recently ,hey-hey……"

"I just gave you three hundred gold shields a few days ago." Emily said dissatisfied.

Ding Laji lowered his head in embarrassment: "You don't know, Captain, the girls in Modu are too hot, and three hundred gold shields are only enough to play for two days..."

Emily frowned, and she was about to get angry.

"Okay." Ren is not in the mood to watch the excitement now, and waved his hand: "If you can find out the whereabouts of the necromancer, I will reward you with a thousand gold shield."

"Only a thousand gold shield..." Ding Laji looked disappointed.

Ren looked at the demon warlock, decided to give the salted fish some motivation, and said lightly: "I don't care what method you use, do it yourself or ask someone to help, as long as you can kill the necromancer, the bounty will be increased to three thousand gold shields .”

"good!"

Ding Laji's eyes lit up, "I have accepted the reward offered by the lord."

He is very confident, because judging from the arrangement of the bone altar, the strength of this necromancer is definitely not legendary. There is a high probability that he is a high-level wizard, and it will not be a problem to win it.

Ren didn't talk to him any more, let people guard the manor, and rode away on his horse.

Back in the castle, he entered the mechanical alchemy room for a while before coming out, told Sicarius a few words, opened a portal with a badge and walked in.

In the next second, Ren appeared in the residence of Wezeland Tower, standing in the middle of the living room.

He went into the bedroom, stood in front of the full-length mirror and undressed, inspiring Man of Steel and Living Metal, the body first hardening and then softening, flowing like a liquid.

Ren controlled his figure to be a few centimeters taller and thinner.

The face squirmed quickly, and after a few seconds, it turned into a completely different face, with deep eyes, a high and straight nose, a little bit of hairline, a slender and strong body, and the whole person exudes the charm of a mature man.

Then, Ren took out a set of armor combined with leather locks and put it on.

A few days ago, he had prepared dozens of sets of clothes and equipment in the ring for emergencies. This set of armor was one of them, and it was enchanted equipment that could inspire a layer of elemental armor.

After putting on the armor, Ren took out two more swords.

A steel sword and a silver sword.

This is the weapon of the legendary witcher who was killed in Highbridge Port before. The two swords are high-quality weapons and are very valuable. Ren stayed until now and finally came in handy.

He held the two swords and sensed the rune enchantment on the swords.

The style of the long sword changed in his hands, and he made adjustments to remove those distinctive shapes. It looked like a very standard demon hunter cross sword, but the runes on the sword were not damaged, so that it would not be recognized by others.

Putting the two swords behind his back, Ren looked at himself in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction.

With this appearance, anyone would only regard him as a demon hunter.

He moved his hands and feet a few times to adapt to this form, and finally took out a soul gun and holster, and tied it to the outside of his thigh.

This soul gun was left by the gunman who assassinated him the day he first arrived in Modu.

Ren also fine-tuned the appearance of the soul gun.

If you have a gun, you must have bullets. He has already prepared a batch of phlogiston bullets, mainly bursting bullets and armor-piercing bullets. Although he is not a real gunman and does not have the corresponding elements, he cannot exert the greatest power of the soul gun. Fighting is enough.

Demon hunters with soul guns have become more popular recently.

Of course, Renn didn't forget to get himself a skin bag tied around his waist, which was filled with various potions and bombs.

He doesn't have demon soul fragments, so he can't make alchemy bombs, so he can only use grenades instead.

Ren recently prepared a large amount of gunpowder in the mechanical alchemy room for making bullets. There are many materials, so he got a batch of grenades.

After testing, the power of the grenade is not weak, and it is also very reliable to use.

Dual swords, elemental armor, a slender figure, and a grenade pretending to be an alchemy bomb. This is the vest designed by Ren for himself, a cat-pie demon hunter!

He has the eyes of the soul, the effect is stronger than the "Eye of Gosorum" of the demon hunter; the voice of all things, used to replace the amazing sense of smell of the demon hunter, will not be much worse; The witcher needs to be a little faster...

Adding up these abilities, even a real cat-pie demon hunter can't compare.

The only flaw is that it won't seal.

However, Ren is not afraid to show his feet. Even if he only relies on two swords and speed, he can be an outstanding demon hunter without using spells.

"I failed to become a demon hunter at the beginning, but now I can try."

Ren posed a few poses in front of the mirror, feeling proud: "Hey, if Roger sees me like this, I wonder if he can recognize me?"

Ready, he took out his badge.

The Wezeland badge can be teleported to any location within fifty miles of the floating city. Ren stood at the window and looked down at his territory. He found a remote and uninhabited location, and then activated the portal.

After coming out of the portal, looking for the direction and walking not far, we arrived at the destination.

A huge arena appeared in front of him.

Hammer Arena.

This is the second time for Ren to come here, and he is no stranger to the arena, but this time he didn't plan to enter the arena, but wandered outside.

It was just getting dark, but the streets outside the arena became more lively and entered the nightlife.

Shops, taverns, hotels, and casinos are full of people, extraordinary people can be seen everywhere, and all kinds of aliens.

Ren walked aimlessly, his soul eyes were always open, and his eyes swept over the pedestrians passing by, observing their souls one by one.

Although a reward has been placed on Ding Laji, he feels that it is a little unreliable, so he still has to find it himself.

It has to be said that the beliefs of extraordinary people are quite complicated.

In just over an hour, Ren saw a large number of evil god believers, but they were all local evil gods of Ellenus, not the four evil gods of the abyss.

This kind of evil god's threat to human beings is far less than that of the abyss evil god, and it is more of a difference in concept.

Even, Ren saw two disciples of Luoxi.

If it was normal, he would definitely follow them quietly, cut them all down to recharge himself, but now he has no intention of paying attention to them, so he avoided them in advance.

He secretly recorded the appearance of these two people, and decided to wait until the mark of the dispute dissipated before making a move.

After walking around the arena a few times, I didn't see any believers of the Lord of the Dead.

When passing by a street corner, Ren heard a familiar voice. He turned his head and saw that the voice came from a tavern, so he walked in.

As soon as he entered the tavern and went up to the open platform on the third floor, he saw Ding Laji sitting at the edge of the wine and talking high-spiritedly.