Chapter 322 Information

Hearing Soldrin's words, Gawain's first reaction was to be shocked: "Have you been cut by a cultist? You crossed the Typhon border once, and were not found by the Typhon defenders, but were cut by a cultist instead?"

"A lot of things happened..." Soldlin sighed slightly, "After seven hundred years in the Big Six, there are still unexpected things happening..."

"Sit down first, take a drink and rest," Gawain told Salderling to sit down and rest, frowning at the dark red bloodstains on the other's clothes that had dried up - the high-level ranger Mr. Where did he get a black cloak and a dark brown coat that wandering adventurers often wear. There were no signs of damage on these two clothes, but there were traces of blood oozing and drying out, indicating that the other party's wound was probably very long. It hasn't healed for a while. "Amber, go and get Pittman - put him on the poison ointment. Don't go through the window..."

After the half-elf lady pushed open the window, the black light went straight to the southwest, Gawain withdrew his gaze from the window, and stared into Solderin's eyes: "With your strength, how could you be hurt like this? What kind of cult is it on?"

"Everything will die," Soldrin smiled bitterly, and said a name that Gawain was familiar with and had a headache, "I was calculated... When I went to the Great Wall monitoring station, I met To a silver elf druid who calls herself Berna, she is a cult in disguise..."

The high-level ranger took a few minutes to tell Gawain how he was attacked by a cultist, and after he finished speaking, he couldn't help frowning and added: "To be honest, I'm a little uneasy, all things will die in the end. Although the Rui organization has always been very active, their main destruction and activities are limited to the human kingdom and some mountain kingdoms in the west of the Great 6. They have never put their hands on the silver elves... This time, there is at least one The high-level peak of the death of all believers infiltrated the elves' monitoring station, and I am very worried that they are planning something that is not good for the Silver Empire, or even the magnificent wall..."

Gawain said while thinking, "Have you reported the situation to your home country?"

"Of course," Solderling nodded, "I went back to the monitoring station after forcing the opponent back and reported the situation. The Elf Royal Court already knew about it and said that an investigation would be launched immediately, but you also know that with The cunning of those cultists...their real purpose is often hidden in the layers of actions that disturb the line of sight, I am afraid that in the end, we will have to wait until they cause damage before we can understand what those guys with broken brains want to do... Originally I was Ready to rest at the monitoring station,

But I was worried that those cultists would have follow-up actions against Ansu, so I rushed back to let you know about the situation. "

Having said this, a hesitant look suddenly appeared on Solderling's face, and Gawain immediately noticed this: "What else do you have?"

"I don't know if it's an illusion," Soldrin shook his head, "When fighting that cultist, I always had a feeling of being targeted, she seemed to know my fighting style and habits very well... If it wasn't for me With some unexpected equipment, I'm afraid I may not be able to come back so complete."

Gao Wen raised his eyebrows immediately: "Could it be your acquaintance?"

"I'm not sure," Soldrin shook his head, "the other party used another body and face at that time, it should be a Fallen God technique similar to flesh and blood fusion or devouring, which made me unable to sense her true aura at all, and many Fallen Druids are keen to use flesh and blood magic to reshape their flesh, even if there is really an 'acquaintance' standing in front of me, I will definitely not recognize it..."

At this moment, the knock on the door suddenly sounded, and after the door of the study was opened, Gawain saw that besides Amber and Pittman, Heidi and Rebecca were outside.

"We met on the road!" Rebecca was the first to shout, "I heard that Mr. Ranger is back, come and see!"

This girl's curiosity is always strong, and Gawain is not surprised by this. He just glanced at Heidi a little curiously: "It's rare that you will follow Rebecca to join in the fun."

Hetty didn't answer, just smiled gently, and calmly shook the staff with the blood slot and eight horns in his hand. Gawain immediately knew in his heart: this eldest granddaughter is Rui Becca's limiter...

"I'll take a look at your situation first," Pittman said, and went to work immediately after entering the house, walking towards Solderling - although he usually wandered around the territory all day, fooling people fortune-telling and selling fakes Medicine, but at this time, it is still very clear to prioritize - the main reason is that if you can't tell the difference, it is easy to be slapped on the wall by Gawain, "By the way, are you allergic to the ointment made by withered blood vine?"

Soldering shook his head as he cooperated with unbuttoning the clothes near the wound: "I was allergic to it three hundred years ago, but it's better now."

Withered blood vine is a potion material commonly used by human Druids. It is very effective to neutralize toxins in blood and remove toxin-infected flesh. However, half of the silver elves are allergic to this medicinal material, so Pittman I specifically asked a question to prevent the side effects of the ointment I brought.

"There are some allergies that can be 'cured' by adapting to the allergen, but if it's not necessary, it's better to be cautious." Pittman, like a dedicated professional physician, started while explaining this matter. Examine Soldrin's wound.

Under Solderin's clothes was a wound that had been infested with toxins for many days, and has still not healed. The flesh and blood there showed an abnormal deep purple red, and there were signs of dehydration like charred carbonization on the edges. , but the blood oozing from the wound was bright red.

This bizarre "infection" was apparently influenced by magical powers.

After checking for a moment, Pittman looked up at Soldering: "You're good."

"Strength almost died under the poison," Soldering smiled, explaining to Pittman on the one hand, and explaining to Gawain on the other, "The Fallen Druid of the Society for the End of All Things is indeed very Awesome, I originally wanted to trade wounds to keep my opponent, but I didn't think it would be worth it at all... After the test of the Gondor Wasteland, most of the surviving people have a high resistance to toxins. It made me paralyzed."

"Many of their poisonous spells are both cursed and elemental erosive at the same time. Pure poison resistance is not very effective," Pittman shook his head, "Fortunately, you are a high-level ranger with a strong body self-healing ability. , you have neutralized more than half of the toxins by yourself, and I should deal with it for you."

Solderin silently watched Pittman take out magical dust, leaves, ointment and other objects from the wooden suitcase he was carrying, and set up a small Druid purification altar on the spot, and then began to use spells to disperse it. The cursed poison that remained in his body, he felt that the erosive things in his body that had tormented him for many days were fading at an extremely fast rate, and he couldn't help but say: "Your ritual spells are very powerful."

"I'm better at ritual Druid spells," Pittman said casually as he sprinkled the last handful of magic dust on the magic circle painted with ointment on the floor that was burning out under the influence of magic. This spellcasting method is more effective, but requires more spell materials, so don’t forget to supply me with the material money.”

"Don't worry, I still have the money for this material," Solderling said with tears in his eyes, "but then again, the term 'ritual spell' is really old, only a few Drews from the classical school. Is the sect still using this term? Contemporary Druids have combined ritual and ritual spells into 'ritual spells'..."

"I'm from the Ancestral Reincarnation Sect," Pittman said with a smug look on his face, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed out, "So the spells and ointments I have here are absolutely authentic, you can't buy them anywhere else... …”

Before he could finish speaking, Rebecca next to him interrupted: "Hey, wasn't it Lin Mu's heart last time?"

"He's still the spirit of nature," Amber waved his hand, "don't believe him, this old guy has read all the books of the Druid faction in order to cheat money, when the time comes, whoever the client believes will be who he is... "

Soldrin wasn't quite used to the weird rhythm next to Gawain, and immediately seemed a little embarrassed, but fortunately, Gawain took the initiative to continue the topic: "Besides encountering a cultist, is there anything else to report?"

"I was about to say," Soldrin nodded immediately, he looked around the room and confirmed that all the leaders of the various departments of Cecil's territory were here, and then said with a serious expression, "I have received information, bring Winter Wolf Keep on the Fung Frontier was also attacked by aberrations."

"Winter Wolf Fort?" Gawain frowned, "If I remember correctly, it's the fortress where the Wendell family is stationed... Now it should be Andersa Wendell, the young man who controls Winter Wolf Fort. General Wolf."

"Yes, I used to serve in her army before," Soldrin nodded, "There should be only a few days between the time when the Winter Wolf Castle was attacked and the time when Cecil was attacked. Considering the two places The distance and the movement of the aberration body, I suspect that the same group of monsters has divided into two branches in the dark mountains..."

Gawain looked at Amber, who took the initiative to say without waiting for him to speak: "Currently, there is no report from the Military Intelligence Agency - our intelligence network has just been distributed to all parts of the southern border, and for the time being there is no spare capacity to penetrate to the eastern border and beyond to Typhon. ."

Gao Wen nodded. He also understood that the construction of the intelligence network did not happen overnight. Even with the help of the commercial network and the invincible alchemy and pharmaceutical business, it would not be so easy to set up the MI Bureau's booth.

"I'm afraid this news has already been sent to the desk of Francis II and the emperor of Typhon." Heidi is also a quick thinker, and unlike Rebecca, she has been dealing with various noble forces all year round. Sensitivity to the situation, "Ancestors, the situation between the two countries may change."

"New news will come before the end of the month of recovery at the latest," Gawain nodded and turned to Amber, "Step up the training and dispatch of new operators, and pay attention to collecting news from the Holy Spirit Plain, If I'm not mistaken, Francis II will do something domestically before resuming diplomatic activities."

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