Chapter 555 Anger

Roddy is very clear that after having an advanced profession, there is indeed such a random "professional task".

He once advanced to "Ranger", and after turning to pvp, he received the task of strengthening the "shooting department" talent. The specific reason is that during that period of time he frantically brushed the dungeon, and the number of arrows he shot exceeded a certain limit, so he triggered this "professional task" that can enhance the power and accuracy of arrows. Condition. Generally speaking, the conditions that appear are very random, but if completed, there will be rich rewards.

The profession of "Demon Hunter" was something Rody had never touched before, so at this moment he was curious about what "professional tasks" were. Glancing at the map and switching the tracking mode several times in a row, Rody quickly clicked on the [task bar] after confirming that there were no suspicious enemies around:

【Devil's Blood】

mission details:

You have come into contact with subspecies of demons, but have not seen the evil and terrible real demons.

They are terrorist legions from different planes, crazy destroyers trying to destroy the world, and you are their nemesis!

Find them and kill them! Strengthen yourself with demon blood and become the most powerful witcher!

There are two rows of mission rewards listed below. Rody glanced at it and frowned:

Mission Objective: Kill Demons 0/1

[Task Reward: Obtain the skill "Demon Mastery"]

Skill Description: Proficient in the language of demons, proficient in knowledge about the types of demons. Increases damage to demons by 1%.

Mission Objective: Kill Demons 0/10

[Task Reward: Obtain the skill "Enslave Demon"]

Skill description:

Sign a slavery contract with a demon who is willing to submit to you, giving you command over the demon.

Consumption: "Slavery Contract" x1

"Slavery Contract"

Manufacturing materials:

Demon Skin x1 Demon Blood x1 Caster Blood x1

Cost: Full mana

Cooldown: 3 days

"The word 'loyalty' has never been seen in the eyes of demons.

"

Rody stared at these handwritings for a long time. He used to think that "Witcher" was a variant of "Ranger", but now it seems that all this is just the tip of the iceberg.

What does "The Last Witcher" really mean? What kind of path will the inheritance left by the high elf Dukar lead me to?

After he landed and closed the [task bar], he knew that it was unnecessary to think about it now: the only tieflings in the entire Tasman were related to demons, and they were just "devil subspecies". Although there must be a few purebred "demons" on this continent, it will take a lot of hard work to find them. Instead of searching hard, it is better to look back and find an opportunity to ask Iskar and Kardashian that the other party will disclose some information based on their friendship, so that they can avoid detours.

As for the moment, Roddy just wanted to return to Elson City as soon as possible.

"Master Roddy!"

Luther's voice came from the side, and Rody, who was riding on the horse, turned his head to look, and found that the other party's face was not very good, so he asked, "Is there something urgent?"

"My lord, I don't know where the team is going to go, but... if you continue forward, you will be very close to the purple fog area. I think... we'd better avoid it, because all these years have passed, and we don't know where that area is." What will become of the fog."

"Oh? So it's here."

Rody nodded. Although he was curious, he would not be so stupid as to explore such things by himself. The truth of "If you don't die, you won't die" has always been kept in mind, so he readily adopted the opinion: "Nata, go and tell the front, let's bypass the area Luther said, and try not to get close."

"yes."

The Wood Elf responded and left. Rody looked to the left and found that Merlinsera was bored looking at the scenery, and occasionally raised her hand to maintain the enchantment around the team. And Akasha stared at the front in a daze, obviously thinking about something.

"Akasha, what have you been researching these days? You seem to be quite fruitful?"

"Ah?" Akasha came back to her senses and stuck out her tongue at Roddy: "I'm just curious why the undead spells are restrained by the Holy Light, but after a long time of research, I found that the 'Holy Light' and the undead spells are very similar in construction, So the resulting effect is somewhat similar..."

There are scepters and bone staffs on both sides of the horse. Akasha's current identity really makes it difficult for Rody to locate. To be honest, he doesn't understand the similarities and differences between divine spells and undead spells before they are released, because they are completely different from elemental spells. Even Merlinsera doesn't understand something about a system.

So Rody waved his hand and didn't ask any more questions, but changed the subject: "By the way, you said that tieflings have resistance to divine arts?"

"Try it briefly. They feel pain from the divine spell, but if there is a wound, the divine spell can work, but the effect is worse than that of humans."

Akasha is a "scholar" priest who is very good at research. Smart, and very good at drawing inferences from one instance. Luo Di also felt strange when he heard it, but he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he had to let Akasha continue to study, and wait until there were results.

So this team of more than 300 people continued to advance in the rain forest. According to the speed, it is estimated that they will reach the hidden canyon of Gondola Mountain tomorrow afternoon.

And Roddy's trip to Tasman is about to come to an end.

………………

"We must thoroughly investigate who did it!"

"That group of rebels couldn't have done it..."

"How could the five barrier lakes be exploded? How could the calculation be so accurate?"

The chaotic discussions reverberated in the conference hall of Aldermantheus. The noble elders of the undead council were shocked by the fact that the 20,000 undead army was pale. The old guy who held his breath was blowing his beard and staring at this moment.

What is more terrifying than failure is fiasco, and what is more terrifying than fiasco is not knowing who you lost to!

Everyone has reason to believe that even if the "human rebels" have the help of "awakened ones", they still can't do this!

The embankment of the barrier lake is not an earth wall, but a mountain of tens of millions of cubic meters of earth!

No one among the "awakened ones" has this ability at all. If there is anyone in Tasman who can do this, I am afraid that there are only a few strong men standing on the top of the golden tower.

And this kind of powerful existence, except for Augustine, basically occupies a place in the parliament. But it's obvious... none of them will be so stupid as to attack their own people...

"The focus now is to find the reason. What Custer should report has already been reported. What we have to do is to follow the clues to narrow down the scope, not to lament how clever the enemy's conspiracy is here!"

Augustine's voice seemed a little harsh in the meeting. Even if the elders of the council didn't give face, they kept their mouths shut at the moment. They are actually a little flustered now. Who would dare to act rashly if they don't know who the enemy is? Maybe the remaining 20,000 troops were suddenly washed away by the flood...

"The hazards of the barrier lake were not fully understood before. We need to immediately investigate the lake that may threaten us, and then report it. I suggest that elders with sufficient strength be sent to deal with it immediately. Who of you is against this proposal?"

Augustine seldom spoke like this. Obviously, he was a little bit annoyed by this group of old bones today. However, what he said was the only reliable plan at today's meeting, and it was passed unanimously after a few discussions.

This was a rare phenomenon in the past, but Augustine also knew that it had nothing to do with his prestige, but that they were simply afraid of death.

Sitting on the throne made of bones, Augustine rubbed the space between his brows with some annoyance. The extra wrinkles in the corners of his eyes have been repaired by him with forceful spells. At least at this moment, he looks the same as before, and even the severed fingers are back to normal.

What he was thinking at this time was not how to deal with the army of undead, but how to avoid these old guys and quickly complete the magic circle he studied. In Augustine's eyes, this was more important than attacking the Karen Kingdom.

But at this moment, his eyes widened suddenly, and the picture from Yugosa's soul link was suddenly transmitted to Augustine's mind!

Scenes flashed before his eyes: Augustine was surprised by the strong tiefling and the destroyed heavy cavalry. When he saw Rody appear and admitted that he had killed 20,000 undead, Augustine was stunned for a few seconds. , and almost smashed the throne under him in anger!

It turned out to be him! Why is it him again!

Wait...what is he doing in the Tasman?

Augustine took a deep breath, and immediately understood that Roddy was taking revenge on himself!

A weak and negligible human nobleman repeatedly disrupted his strategic deployment, and now he came to Tasman again, not only slapped himself in the face, but also subdued all the "alien species" he needed most...

It is tolerable, what is unbearable!

Augustine's lips were trembling with anger, but he glanced at the nobles who were still arguing in front of him, and could only forcefully suppress his anger: "That's the end of today's discussion, just do as I say. If you have anything that is really useful Opinions, after discussion, come up with it.”

After saying that, he walked away.

Augustine, who was almost out of his composure, made the nobles of the parliament look dignified. It has been a long, long time since he had seen the monarch get angry, and the last time he had such emotions, the turmoil in Tasman still makes many people feel sad...

So after looking at each other for a long time, these aristocratic gentlemen finally stopped talking nonsense and started to leave the stage one after another.

But they didn't know that Augustine, who had already entered the inner court, seemed to have made up his mind, and finally stopped in front of the square pool.

"Can't wait any longer..."

He looked down at the clear pool full of water patterns from the rain, and while muttering to himself, he took out the white soul spar that he always wore on his chest, "Since you want to die, I will fulfill you."

"Crack!"

Turning around and walking towards his own laboratory, every time Augustine took a step, a crack would appear from the inside to the outside on the edge of the originally white pool.

When he walked out of the courtyard, there was a sound of the pool shattering, and then it completely collapsed inward.

The next moment, icy blue wings protruded from the water, the huge dragon claws grabbed the surrounding land, and the skull-shaped dragon head suddenly protruded from the water...