Before the sky was completely bright, Qin Lun took Mustasia back to their previous camp. The companions in the camp had already packed their bags and waited for his return.
After everyone saw him, their expressions didn't change, but they kept paying attention to the large beautiful woman behind him, which made Qin Lun a little depressed, after all, he went out to chase the enemy alone. After asking Rand, he knew that it was Hill's credit.
The three murderers are a team of apostles. As long as the member code names don't disappear, they will naturally know that Qin Lun is fine. The old god stick used this to tell Rick and the others that he had a spiritual connection with Qin Lun and knew that nothing happened. Since Hill, who is a companion, said so, Rick and the others who originally planned to go out to find Qin Lun gave up their search.
"Qin Lun, is this the result of your pursuit? Another one came back!" Rand winked at Qin Lun.
"What does it mean to kidnap another one..." Qin Lun was a little dumbfounded, seeing Rick and the others also had doubts on their faces, so he had to introduce the origin of Mustasha in detail.
Of course, he skipped the inside story of him being the prince of Seopia, and only said that the highland elves were to track down the reason for the disappearance of the expedition team.
He originally thought that Rick and the others would have doubts about Mustasha's joining, but what he didn't expect was that the blood-piercing mercenary group welcomed the arrival of the highland elves very much, and didn't even question Qin Lun's flawed excuses.
It was only later that Qin Lun realized that this was exactly the shrewdness of the three blood-piercing mercenaries. The Harper Alliance is a very special existence in Faerun Continent. On the one hand, high-level people in various countries are afraid that they will not abide by the established rules. On the other hand, mercenary groups and caravans in various regions welcome them to join the adventure team.
This is because most Harpers roam the continents and are knowledgeable and experienced adventurers. As long as the purpose of their adventure does not violate the purpose of the team, then the harpist is the best guide for the team of adventurers.
"Your companions are very interesting!" Mustasia glanced at Hill and Rand with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.
As a sharp-eyed master harpist, Mustaxia could feel the true strength of the two of Hill, which did not surprise Qin Lun. But the way Mustasia looked at the three of Rick made him feel a little meaningful, and further made him confirm the origin of the three guys a bit difficult.
"Okay, now that you are all ready, let's go, don't delay the rescue of the victims any longer." Mastacia looked at the neatly packed team, clapped her hands, and naturally took over the team leader right.
In response, the three murderers looked at each other and did not object in vain. There is a guide who is familiar with the terrain commanding the team, and the three of Rick are even more indifferent, only a certain employer who has been forgotten by everyone has been silently drawing circles in the corner.
Having reached the outer edge of the Dead Fields, the wildebeest and caravan were left in a wide fence where there was plenty of grass.
These docile horned-hoofed creatures are smart, and as long as there are no predators infesting them, they will stay until the forage is exhausted. If Qin Lun and the others didn't come back on time, they would jump over the fence and run back to Baldur's Gate by themselves under the urge of hunger.
Everyone brought dry food and drinking water, as well as some necessary tools, and headed towards the hinterland of the Land of the Dead. For them, the real adventure has just begun.
Throughout the morning, Qin Lun and the others followed Mustasia deep into the swamp without stopping. The highland elves searched here for a long time last time, and are already familiar with the entire periphery.
The land of death is very vast, roughly a square area, covering an area of at least hundreds of thousands of square kilometers according to Qin Lun's estimation. In other words, the shortest distance across the swamp is hundreds of kilometers away, and even if there are no obstacles along the way, it will take about ten days.
As the team moved deeper into the Land of the Dead, the geographical features of the swamp became more apparent. If the place where they camped before can still see a few signs of the activities of intelligent races, then this place is completely primitive.
Compared with the outer edge of the area, the swamp banyan trees here are thicker and taller, and the branches covered with fluff hang down like catkins. The land became more and more muddy, and muddy puddles could be seen everywhere. Under the trample of everyone, some molluscs like earthworms would drill out of the soil and plunge into the mud next to them.
"Be careful, this is a swamp blood-sucking loach, don't let them climb up, otherwise it will be very difficult to get into the skin. If it breaks inside the body, it will definitely rot." Mustaxia's reminder made everyone's faces turn pale. Ugly three points.
The other female magician, Winnie, was even more exaggerated. She was already wearing a lot of clothes. When she heard this, she immediately added a cashmere cloak and wrapped it tightly. She looked like a bloated doll, which was both cute and ridiculous. .
The tall trees in the swamp are not considered dense, and they are very different from the usual forest, at least they will not block the sunlight.
However, the brightness in the swamp was still not enough, and the air was filled with thick fog, and it was basically impossible to see things clearly from a hundred meters away. The mist was like a heavy quilt pressing on everyone, making everyone feel short of breath and extremely depressed.
Qin Lun glanced at the death list by accident, and found that there was an abnormal state of "mamp gas erosion" on it, and all major physical attributes dropped by 10% to 15%, which almost offset the increase in attributes of the Iron Cross. .
"This place is really weird!" Reminding Hill and the two of them, Qin Lun secretly sighed, this is the first time he has encountered attribute suppression caused by the geographical environment.
"Putting this on your face will make you feel better." Mastacia promptly handed each of them a wet wipe for them to use as a mask.
"It smells so bad..." Winnie couldn't help but raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, wiping away the choked tears from the corners of her eyes.
After Mastacia's wet wipe covered his face, Qin Lun immediately smelled a very pungent smell. However, when the respiratory tract became a little more familiar with this smell, the abnormal state on the death list seemed to disappear.
"What is this?" The thief Lago asked in surprise.
"How about the sobriety potion I prepared myself, isn't it good!" Mustaxia was a little proud, "After I came to the Land of the Dead last time, I went back and specially prepared this potion."
As the highland elf said, he rolled his eyes, turned his head and laughed at Qin Lun, "You have failed too much as a hunter. You can take a look at your combat ability. In terms of adapting to the environment, you are almost a rookie. How can you do that?" What about a high-level hunter?"
Qin Lun smiled wryly when he heard the words, and for the first time had to admit that he didn't have a thorough grasp of the hunter profession. This is also the biggest gap between him and those high-level apostles. The rapid promotion only brought about an increase in combat strength, but there is still a lack of accumulation in other aspects.
Everyone walked and chatted, and the first day passed without incident.
The sky in the swamp was getting darker faster than the outside world. As soon as Mustasia saw the light weakening, she stopped moving and led everyone to find a giant banyan tree. They asked everyone to clean the top of the tree and rested overnight.
When they woke up the next day, Qin Lun and the other apostles were fine, but the three of Rick all looked haggard. They didn't sleep well at all. It's not that the swamp is full of dangers at night. On the contrary, it's very quiet throughout the night. It can even be said to be completely silent. Even the chirping of insects and birds can't be heard. It's like a horrible cemetery.
The only ones who are comfortable with all this are Mustasia and Sif. Xi Fu has been here several times, and even though he only circled around, he is already mentally prepared for this kind of environment.
As for Mustasia who seems to be born immune to this environment, according to her, this is called adaptability, but Qin Lun believes that this is simply because the highland elves are too nervous, and many horrible associations are automatically filtered in their minds.
This kind of boring expedition situation finally began to change in the afternoon of the third day. Seriously speaking, it means that they have finally completely crossed the outskirts of the swamp and entered the real death zone.
From here, the puddles on the ground began to connect into pieces, and many places became ponds or even lakes. And the ground is getting wet and slippery. From a distance, surrounded by lakes, the black soil looks like single-plank bridges deep in the lakes, and some of them also contain mud pits.
Lago, who was exploring the way ahead, accidentally fell into a mud pit. The whole calf was not inside, and when it was pulled out, there were more than ten blood-sucking loach hanging on the leggings.
However, in response to this situation, the expedition team made preparations in advance. Rick took out a few pairs of special wide-board straw sandals from the backpack behind him and gave them to everyone. This kind of straw sandals has a wide sole, which can be put on the outside of everyone's leather boots. It has anti-skid effect, and can also stand on mud pits.
Mustasia was tall, and only Rick could compare with her. The knight gave her a pair of spare straw sandals.
In addition, what makes everyone feel strange is that Rick, who is wearing a steel armor, never sinks into the soft ground under his feet.
According to his own vague explanation, there are constant magic runes engraved on the inside of his armor, which function similar to the mage's light body technique, and can be activated by inlaying magic crystals. This reduces the weight of the armor, allowing him to wear it in all conditions.
Hearing Rick's explanation, everyone looked strange while clearing their doubts. You must know that such armor is not a vulgar item. Qin Lun guessed that it has at least reached the level of high-level dark gold, or even legendary equipment.
Mustasia, who had always paid a lot of attention to Rick, now looked sideways more frequently, and responded with fiery eyes, causing Winnie to look at her angrily several times. If it wasn't for Lago's secret obstruction, the bad-tempered female mage would have knocked the highland elf to death with her staff.
Qin Lun and the others knew that Mustasia was not interested in Rick, and they probably acted so strange because they knew a little about the origin of the knight's identity.
"It would be good to get some clues about the plot mission from these two guys." Qin Lun and Hill began to exchange eyes secretly, smiling as much as possible.
"Wait!" Just when everyone thought that today was going to pass like this again, Mustasia finally came back to his senses and frowned suddenly, stopping the team, "No, I seem to be leading the wrong way, there may be a big one ahead trouble."