The moment Gawain sensed the sudden surge of magical energy in the slave's body, Gawain realized that the situation was not good. He rushed forward, activated the knight's charge skill at the same time as he started, and shouted at the slave who still hadn't reacted. The recorder warned: "Dangerous! Get down!"
The recorder's reaction was half a beat slow, and at this time the slave's whole body was already inflated violently, an ominous red light permeated from his swollen and torn flesh, and countless chaotic and vicious runes quickly crawled Covered with his skin, the poor man who had already lost his mind finally let out a cry of pain, but just before he turned into a bomb and completely exploded, Gawain finally arrived.
The iron gauntlet wrapped in white light slammed from the side, pushing the living bomb away from the crowd, and then a vague shadow flashed past Gao Wen, and Amber appeared from the shadow, and sent the living bomb away from the crowd. The completely stupefied recorder was roughly knocked to the ground.
Then there was an explosion, and the blown slave exploded like a balloon inflated to the limit. All the flesh and bones instantly turned into deadly bullets, splashing out in all directions, even if they were far away from the crowd, some hard The bones still crackled on the wooden table at the registration entrance, leaving pits of different depths on it. If Amber hadn't just dropped the recorder to the ground in time, this unlucky guy would have been disfigured even if he died.
It wasn't until this time that other people reacted one after another. The soldiers standing guard in the distance ran towards this side. Hetty also immediately propped up the magic barrier and activated the "Detect Distortion" magic to check whether there were other dangers on the scene. And the recorder who escaped the catastrophe climbed up from under the table tremblingly, with a very clear shoe print on his face.
"Seal the site and prohibit irrelevant personnel from entering or leaving." Gao Wen glanced at the crater left by the explosion on the pier, and ordered loudly and quickly, "Wharf guards, go and stop those ships, control the slave traders Bring back all the registered slaves! Quick!"
Under the clear and clear order, everyone took action quickly, while Hetty quickly ran to Gawain's side and looked nervously at the latter's whole body: "Ancestor, are you all right?!"
"It's okay, an explosion of this magnitude can't hurt me," Gao Wen waved his hand, "Is there any remaining breath at the scene?"
Hetty shook her head, and just when she was about to say something, another voice suddenly came from nearby: "What's going on, what's going on, can it be that you are still testing art here?!"
Gao Wen followed the reputation and saw that it was Pittman running towards this side: this druid was in charge of checking the health of the slaves who came to the territory, and he and his newly recruited pharmacy apprentices were waiting on the other side of the pier , ran over immediately after hearing the movement here.
Amber yelled in shock: "I don't know what's going on! Someone here just blew himself up suddenly! It didn't scare me to death!"
"A poor slave, who is suspected of being made into a bomb by magic and sorcery," Hetty explained with a gloomy face, and gave a rough description of what happened just now, "...It's like a corpse explosion, but that People were clearly alive before the explosion and could even walk around."
After hearing Hetty's description, Pittman's face darkened in an instant, and there was some kind of complicated and deep fear in his eyes. He didn't say anything, but walked quickly to the center of the explosion.
Although a large living person exploded on the spot, there was not much flesh and blood overflowing here. The moment the magic was activated seemed to generate extremely high temperatures, and it heated up from the inside out. There is only a lot of black and hard debris around the pit.
Pittman squatted down near the carbonized wreckage, the wrinkles on his face were tighter than ever before, and his expression was terribly serious. This druid, who always shows off his hippie smiling face and incongruous posture, has never had one before. With such a performance, even Amber was taken aback by his expression, but immediately after, Miss Half Elf's attention fell on the unrecognizable wreckage.
She turned her face away: "It's really... crazy."
"It seems that you know something." Gawain came to Pittman and squatted down like him. "Have you seen this kind of magic?"
Pittman picked up a scorched black fragment from the ground, it was a distorted bone, he removed the black carbide on the surface of the bone, and then chanted a few short incantations, a gleaming green light suddenly emerged from the bone , but those green lights were only fleeting, and soon dissipated.
Gawain was startled when he saw the residual magic in the bones: "Druid spell?!"
Pittman nodded slightly: "Everything will die, also known as the Doomsday Society, have you heard of them?"
Gao Wen frowned. He had a vague impression of this term, but he couldn't remember it clearly. He tried to recall it before he realized it: "That degenerate druid faction? The one formerly known as the 'Holy Spirit School'?"
"You really know," Pittman dropped the skeleton in his hand, "this is their method."
Amber looked at Gao Wen and then at Pittman, with a question mark in her head: "What is the end of all things? Is it a cult?"
"It is indeed a cult," Hetty had already walked over at this time, and she heard the conversation between the three, "They were originally a sect among the druids, called the Holy Spirit School, which advocated that the natural gods still care about the world and should continue Only by fulfilling the covenant can the harmony of all things in nature be restored. They were originally the most orthodox of all druid sects and the one that preserved the most complete ancient druid religious knowledge, but seven hundred years ago this school suddenly merged with all Orthodox churches. Breaking apart, nearly half of the members rushed into the wasteland of Gondor in madness to destroy themselves, and the remaining members renamed themselves the "All Things Ending Society", degenerated into a cult, and were publicly expelled from Druid by various druid schools Yiqun…”
Gao Wen knew more about this period of history than Hetty: "Strictly speaking, they became a dark sect after they made a sacred covenant. At the beginning, there were many religions and many sects were in a state of hostility, but the sacred covenant made all sects give up their hatred And vowed never to be an enemy again. Naturally, many sects could not accept this, and those who could not accept it became the so-called dark sect. It's just that the death of all things will be very special. It was originally a druid faction, it is One of the many druid schools, no one thought that there would be a dark sect in the druid faction that had transformed from a theocratic organization to an ordinary extraordinary organization... This surprised many people at the time."
"The Holy Spirit School is the closest to the original belief among all the Druid sects. Even after the fall of the White Star, they maintained the church structure and code of conduct three thousand years ago. Therefore, even without divine arts, they were completely orthodox gods at that time. Even before the conclusion of the sacred covenant, when the leaders of the various sects communicated with the gods on the summit of the Ancestor Peak, the leaders of the Holy Spirit School were present," Pittman added Gawain's words, "so they walked into it like other dark sects. The Way of the Fall isn't too surprising."
"When I died last time, the Doom Society was just a small organization," Gao Wen frowned, "I thought they would disappear during the seven hundred years of strangulation and suppression..."
"The fact is just the opposite. They not only survived, but also became one of the most powerful dark sects," Heidi said in a low and serious voice, "Druids are professions that are good at surviving in harsh environments, and everything is eventually The organization of the Necromancer is extremely mysterious, and their way of inheritance is hidden and strict. They are rarely exposed to the eyes of the world, but as long as they act, it will be an extremely terrifying and ruthless attack... "
Gao Wen's eyes flickered: "Like throwing a bomb at the newly built New Cecil Territory?"
While speaking, he couldn't help but glance at the carbonized fragments all over the floor, anger and sorrow welling up in his heart at the same time.
Simply inhuman.
Pittman stood up, looked around at the soldiers who were on full alert, and shook his head slightly: "No, if it's really the end of all things, it wouldn't be such a small-scale and aimless action. Their purpose is always very clear. , and the attacks will follow one after the other..."
Amber scratched her hair vigorously: "Why do you all seem to know this death meeting very well, but I alone don't know?"
Pittman glanced at the half-elf angrily: "Because you fell asleep every time you told you about history when you were young!"
"Nonsense! I can attend lectures while I'm asleep, so you and my dad must have never told me about this!"
Gao Wen easily pushed the amber back, and looked at Pittman with a serious face: "You can recognize the magical reaction of the death of all things, right?"
"Strictly speaking, it is to distinguish the traces of druid spells," Pittman nodded. "Are you worried that there are still such bombs hidden in the slaves who have just been sent here?"
Gao Wen nodded slightly: "You have to worry."
"It is right to have such precautions."
Soon, the slaves who had passed the physical examination and registered before were brought back to undergo Pittman's magic sensory test, and those inland riverboats that were about to return after unloading their "cargo" were also stopped. The slave traders accompanying the ship were all left for inspection, and the original owner of the "**** bomb" was quickly identified.
Gao Wen dealt with this matter directly in the wooden shed next to the pier. He first found the documents of the place of origin of the serfs and slave labor sent this time from Hetty.
The person who exploded was a mine slave worker named Sam from Tanzanian town.
"This batch of slaves were purchased from various places, including Viscounty Leslie and Viscounty Kant and Viscounty Carroll further north. They were first sent to Tanzania Town, where Knight Byron organized a At the distribution point, slaves from all over the country gather together a few ships, and then their respective slave traders board the ship and send them here," Hetty explained the situation, "and the deceased was a local slave laborer in Tanzan Town. The owner is a slave trader nicknamed 'Golden-Eyed Pigle', and he has been brought under control."
At this time, Pittman also walked into the wooden shed: "It has been checked, and there is no trace of magic on the other people, so they are safe."
"Is everything safe?" Gawain confirmed with concern.
"It's safe," Pittman replied confidently, "I'm quite confident in magic induction."
Gao Wen rubbed the center of his brows: "The Doom Society is an organization that doesn't act easily... to send a bomb to my territory. How did this brain circuit grow?"
Then he raised his head: "Bring that 'golden eye' here. Also, check to see if the dead serf has any relatives, friends or acquaintances, and bring them here too. I want to find out about the situation." 8)