The steel shell on its body was cracking inch by inch, like spider web-like cracks.
Green blood spread out from the cracks, with a strong and foul smell.
"I remember that there seemed to be a deadly poison inside the tortoise-shell monster's body." Hayden murmured.
"Yeah?"
Tria was dumbfounded. "So are we going to eat at the captain's table? I'll sit at the kids' table."
Hayden swallowed and said, "I'll sit at the young woman's table."
In the darkness, a vague figure holding a first aid kit whispered, "Which table do I sit at?"
Although the fog ghost's mission is to protect the captain at all costs.
However, just now, His Majesty stopped me with his gaze.
Old Neil couldn't help but complain: "If I had players like you, I would die with regrets."
boom!
There was another violent explosion.
The tortoise-shell monster's head trembled, and a huge gap was blown open on its teeth.
A strong fishy smell filled the air, making people feel sick.
"Ahem! This is so disgusting, I feel like I'm going to vomit up everything I've eaten in my life! Nolan! Where's my little Nolan! Hurry up and get me a pair of pants!"
Licinius staggered out, like a devil from hell crawling towards the human world, his body covered with smelly mucus.
He shouted impatiently: "Noren? Where is my Noren?"
vomit!
Li Xini couldn't stand the disgusting smell and vomited on the spot.
Oh shit!
Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that the captain was still alive!
What a monster!
At this moment, everyone turned their heads silently and looked at the silent ice-cold beautiful girl standing aside.
Norn had a blank expression on his face, then he grabbed a night watchman and ordered, "Go get clothes and pants for your captain, and bring him to the camp."
The attendant was about to cry: "Why me? The captain was calling you."
Norn was as indifferent as a tyrant and said calmly: "I find it disgusting."
Servant: “…”
The empress saw everything, and a hint of interest flashed across her beautiful eyes: "Interesting..."
She knew that this young man had extremely strong recovery abilities.
But what is this fragmented light
Bombs, or black magic
She couldn't figure it out either.
But it was obvious that the boy had grasped the biggest weakness of the tortoise-shell monster, which was its inside!
Since your shell is indestructible, let's destroy your organs from the inside.
Beautiful tactic, but a bit disgusting.
The empress cleared her throat and asked, "Sir Neil, report the progress."
Old Neil came over and whispered, "The resentment of the dead has been collected. We will go back later and condense it into resentful soul crystals. This amount should be enough for Lord Licinius's ceremony. But the problem is that once the people from the Vatican come, they will find a problem when they hold a mass for the dead."
He paused and said, "Not to mention the people from the Church, even those two heroes and the fifth-level warlock from the Moonlit Kiss Adventure Group could discover this problem."
This trace is too obvious. The resentment of the deceased has been extracted. There must be someone with ulterior motives.
The Vatican didn't even have to think about it to see that someone was using black magic.
The Queen was silent for a moment, then said, "Then wouldn't the Church also discover it if we used the ashes of the dead to build an altar? Unless we disguise the altar as one used to worship the World Tree."
"But if you do this, the public opinion in the capital will be even more unfavorable to you."
Old Neil whispered: "Perhaps Lord Licinius has considered this..."
The empress was startled, and her eyes looking at the young man in the distance suddenly changed.
"I understand."
She said, "Speed up the process and build the altar as soon as possible. From now on, martial law will be imposed in the camp. No one is allowed to approach Lord Licinius. We must make sure he completes the dark alchemy first."
Old Neil nodded: "Understood..."
However, at this moment, a blood-red bird suddenly flapped its wings in the sky.
The empress raised her head and narrowed her dark golden eyes.
She smelled blood on the bird.
This is the Blood Duke's familiar.
In other words, it was a declaration of war from the Kingdom of Loen.
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The attack of high-level monsters was enough to put the entire camp in danger.
I didn't expect it to be solved so easily.
The Moonlit Kiss Adventure Group was greatly shocked and collectively wanted to ask who had solved the problem of the terrifying tortoise-shell monster, but the only piece of information they got was a cold sentence.
Captain of the Night's Watch, Owl!
After the two brave warriors from the Holy See fought their way out of the city, the refugees refused to leave and did not believe that they had found the so-called new refuge.
Finally, when the second wave of monsters attacked, they all died.
In the end, Lista and Alan failed to save even a single person and were nearly killed by spies mixed in with the refugees. In the end, if it weren't for the protection of the Moonlit Kiss Shield Warrior, they would never have been able to return.
When they returned to the camp and sat dejectedly at the city gate, they learned that Xiao had killed the high-level monster Turtle Shell Beast by himself, and their mood became extremely complicated and depressed.
As the only one who knows the truth, the Red Dragon fell into deep self-doubt.
One person killed a high-level monster. What kind of monster is this!
However, at this moment, Licinius returned to his tent under strict protection.
First I took a hot shower and changed into clean clothes, feeling like I was reborn.
“So, love disappears, right?”
Li Xini changed his clothes and said with a straight face: "Noren, you disappoint me so much!"
He risked his social death to blow up the tortoise-shell monster.
It turned out that the girl thought he was too disgusting because he was covered in mucus and refused to have any contact with him.
hateful!
Norn asked seriously, "Really? Then please tell me, Master, how come you can eat so many clay bombs and still be fine? And even get into the stomach of the tortoise-shell monster?"
Licinius: "Waibiwaibi? Waibibabu?"
Noren: “…”
The young master is the best in the world at pretending to be stupid.
But since he didn't say anything, she didn't ask.
Anyway, you will know when the time is right.
At this moment, his communication mirror suddenly vibrated.
There is news from the Empress.
The altar had been built in a public washroom five kilometers away.
This means that the ceremony to summon the true sage can begin!
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Meanwhile, Trinity College.
Under the cold moonlight, the pious girl knelt on the ground, her skirt scattered like a lotus.
In the moonlight, her white hair looked like flowing mercury, falling to her ankles and fluttering in the wind.
"Supreme Sage, I am willing to dedicate half of my soul to pray to you."
Irena closed her eyes and whispered softly: "Pray for your miracle to come to this earth."
The alchemical matrix has been activated.
The girl was the only sacrifice.
Ancient and distant whispers echoed around her like countless souls. The silent sword field seemed to have fallen into the abyss of a foreign land in an instant, and the fog filled the air endlessly.
"I wish to bless him with my life's blood, essence and spirit, to open his spiritual orifices and awaken the mystery."
At this moment, distant memories seemed to flash before the girl's eyes.
That was a secret that only she knew. On a rainy day many years ago, a young man who was detected to have no talent for magic stood alone in the rainstorm in a daze. He avoided everyone's search and just looked at the sky silently, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said nothing.
A year ago, there was a young man standing in front of the gate of the Chamber of Commerce, dumbfounded. He knew clearly that all his business properties had been transferred away, but he still politely thanked people and said goodbye. He walked to the alley alone, his body swaying like a puppet whose spring had run out.
And the exploitation and contempt he received from the Valerius family.
At that time, she was wondering, how could that thin and frail body endure so much
The last scene flashed by, that was her first meeting with him.
When she was young, she was always bullied by street hooligans because she was ugly, had freckles all over her face, and came from a poor family. She longed to have a companion, always looking at others with envy, but not daring to get close.
One day, she was bullied again. When she was curled up on the ground in fear and getting beaten, those bastards suddenly flew high.
A girl with platinum-blonde hair picked them up and threw them out of the window.
The silver-haired boy squatted on the ground and stretched out his hand to her.
Irena opened her eyes, tears streaking down her fair face, and whispered, "May all the injustice in the world be far away from him. Please let me protect him forever, even if he is far away."
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I have been on the list for three weeks. Today is November 18th. I took a look at the backstage. I have written 120,000 words so far this month, with an average of 1,700 words, which is about the level of three updates a day, and it seems to be even more than three updates a day.
It will finally be on the shelves tomorrow. I won’t say any more nonsense. The quality is here, just take a look at it.
Finally, let me emphasize the reward.
It’s still the same old rules.
200 blades, 20,000 rewards, and 200 monthly tickets, each counts as one update.
If there are a lot of recommendation votes, I will update more as appropriate after paying off the rewards.
For example, there are three updates every day recently, which are impromptu updates based on the recommendation votes.
Of course I will write at least five chapters before the article is put online. I will write as much as I can. As I said before, write as much as possible.
The first one is on Friday, at 11 o'clock noon, remember to come and support the first order, we will see you there!
Chapter 67 Has This Person Always Been So Brave? (First Update)
There was a chilly breeze blowing through the public washroom.
Licinius stepped into the basement, which had long been dismantled and rebuilt by the servants of the Night Watch. Only an altar made of bones remained. Bright red blood flowed in the intricate patterns of the alchemical matrix, enshrining dark crystals, which were crystals formed from the resentment of the dead.
The periphery is piled with crystal magic ores, flaming mercury is diffused, there is also colorless and odorless breath of the sky, and a bright red heart of a blood spider.
"We can finally begin, True Sage."
My heart is excited and my hands are trembling. I have been waiting for this day for a long time!
Licinius had long been fed up with the rigidity of the Hundred-Eyed Evil God.