Chapter 1732 Lord of the Mist

Those who are capable work hard, which is really an appropriate description of the upper evil spirit.

Moreover, it is hardworking and not afraid of death.

When it received a new order from its boss, it quickly walked towards the hiding place of the 'God of Mist'.

It's not that I don't want to complain.

Instead, it knew that the God of War Temple had also sent people.

If it doesn't want to be blocked by the opponent, it must be fast!

As for fighting?

The upper evil spirits think they are not good at fighting head-on.

It is more accustomed to standing in the shadow of its own boss and surprising the enemy.

It is not easy to find the secret place of the 'God of Mists', even if there is a corresponding location, because there are too many traps there.

But for the upper evil spirits, it is really easy.

There are no traps that can cause real trouble for it.

After all, it can be invisible.

When it entered the hiding place of the 'God of Mist', it started to sneer with disdain.

"It's so shabby!"

"This is too crude!"

"Do you have the nerve to call this a 'god'?"

"Not as clean as my basement!"

After the superior evil spirit patrolled around, he completely lost interest.

Because, except for the two props that the Boss called good, they were on the simple altar.

There is nothing left. The altar is the most primitive way and there are a few pottery vessels in the corner. Apart from these, there is neither a secret room nor a secret passage. It is like an underground insect nest.

The superior evil spirit picked up two props, turned around and left the underground cave.

About two minutes after the upper evil spirit left, a palm-sized, slightly turbid crystal suddenly appeared and fell from the void to the ground.

The crystal was very hard and heavy. It made a 'bang' sound after hitting the ground.

As the light above flickered, a cylindrical monster with only a mouth, like a maggot, appeared.

The other party let out a ferocious roar in the direction in which the superior evil spirit left.

Then, he took the crystal and headed towards the corner bit by bit.

The phantom monster quickly dug into the soil in the corner.

Obviously, the other party wants to dig out of here.

In less than a minute, a nearly straight upward passage appeared. The shadow pushed the palm-sized crystal stone to the ground, and then...

A palm grasped the crystal.

The monster phantom did not imagine such a situation at all. It looked at the upper evil spirit in shock and disbelief.

"Really no more?"

"You are so poor!"

The superior evil spirit raised his hand, dispersed the monster's shadow, picked up the crystal, and quickly disappeared.

As for the other party’s hiding?

The superior evil spirit discovered it immediately.

Don't forget, when it comes to hiding in the void, high-level evil spirits are at the master level. It's really not enough to show off such a beginner's skills in front of high-level evil spirits.

An hour after the superior evil spirit left, a team of ten people appeared near the crypt.

The leader is a middle-aged man with a body as strong as a city wall. Even the heavy plate armor cannot cover the opponent's gnarled muscles. Every step he takes makes a creaking sound, leaving no doubt that as long as The opponent can break the plate armor with just a little force.

"Bishop Xinkefu, this is it."

A young man who was one size smaller than the middle-aged man came over. He held a compass-like instrument in his hand and pointed directly in the direction of the cave entrance.

After confirming again, the middle-aged man walked directly towards the cave.

As soon as he entered the cave, streams of acid hit his face.

The middle-aged man had no intention of dodge. He wiped off the acid stained on his face as if washing his face and moved on.

Whoosh, whoosh!

After taking a few steps, swarms of arrows fell.

The blow hit the middle-aged man's body, except for a few sparks exploding, but it was still useless.

When the flakes of poisonous gas appeared, the middle-aged man took a deep breath, sucked the poisonous gas into his stomach, and quickly digested it.

Straight forward!

After confirming his destination, the middle-aged man didn't make any stop.

Just ten minutes later, we arrived at the depths of the cave.

Looking at the empty cave and the small opening in the corner, the middle-aged man sneered.

"Do you think you can escape?"

The middle-aged man strode over and punched the corner with the hole.

Boom!

The earth shook.

The frozen soil that was originally so hard that it could break the bones of a fallen person turned into a puddle of mud and flew into the sky. The middle-aged man jumped up from the newly opened channel.

Then……

He frowned.

That 'rebellious' aura disappeared.

"Ike?"

The middle-aged man turned around and asked.

The young man who followed immediately took out a compass-like prop.

However, the pointer above does not move at all.

"Your Majesty Bishop, that rebellious disappearer... Your Majesty Bishop, there is something new!"

The young man who was about to answer suddenly exclaimed.

I saw that the pointer in the prop began to rotate crazily as if it was wound up.

Not only that, the sky, which was still evening just now, quickly turned dark.

"snort!"

The middle-aged man looked at this scene, snorted coldly, raised his hand and struck to one side.

Woo!

The sound of the fist breaking through the air was like a siege ram being danced by a giant. When the sound reached its peak, the airflow surged together and turned into a cannonball that hit the distance.

"ah!"

A scream suddenly sounded.

A complete body was smashed, including the head.

Blood mist filled the air, and more bodies appeared.

They had sullen faces, dragging their weapons, swaying their bodies, and a "ha" sound would appear in their mouths every step they took.

"It's the cavalry from Sika City!"

When he saw the badge on the armor clearly, the young warrior exclaimed, while the battlefield veterans who were following around and had long been accustomed to all this drew their weapons and rushed forward.

It's just a battle between miscellaneous soldiers, and their bishop doesn't need to take action at all.

Only if there is a truly powerful enemy is it worthy of their bishop to take action.

The veterans who rushed out did not notice that the face of the bishop, whom they thought was invincible, suddenly turned pale.

Recruit Ike saw it.

And it's not the first time I've seen it.

"My Lord Bishop, how are you?"

Ike asked in a low voice.

It was just like the first time I discovered something unusual about the Bishop.

This is a secret between him and the Bishop.

With a common secret, the recruits naturally have an extraordinary friendship with the Bishop. In fact, the reason why the recruits were able to join the team this time was because of this friendship.

"fine."

The bishop shook his head indifferently.

"You can give me orders if you need anything."

"You know, we're very close."

The recruit said and turned around.

He seemed to have mentioned such a thing by accident.

It seems to be mentioned deliberately.

No one knew what was going on.

Even, no one will care.

because……

he died.

The recruit lowered his head in disbelief and looked at the claws coming out of his chest.

Dark, sharp claws.

When the recruit turned his head, he suddenly discovered that the bishop was getting stronger and taller, but his hair had become thicker and harder, and his mouth was protruding, and sharp teeth were popping out. come out.

what happened?

Before dying, the recruit asked himself.

Similarly, those veterans of the war are also asking themselves.

what happened?

Unfortunately, no one answered them at all.

What greeted them was death.

The same goes for those abnormal Sika City cavalry.

When the sky lit up again, the afterglow of the evening shone here, shining on the battlefield with broken limbs and arms. The battlefield, which was already soaked in blood, became more and more dazzling.

"Hey, there's still a little bit left."

An indescribable sound lingered in the air.

Then, gone with the wind.

…

The Yanan Hotel is very lively at night.

Businessmen who had been busy all day gathered in the lobby to chat and laugh. The accompanying mercenaries, except for the necessary duty and night watchmen, also temporarily relaxed their vigilance at this time.

Today’s topic is not who sold how much, or where something extraordinary appeared.

It was about how good the man named Colin was in eating in the afternoon.

"Oh My God!"

"A hundred people?"

"Is he a descendant of giants?"

Such exclamations came and went.

Some people were skeptical at first, but as more witnesses joined in, such doubts dissipated instantly.

Then, these people looked forward to seeing how much Qinran could eat at night.

Many people have even started to place bets.

For these merchants, this is the happiest time.

"These guys."

Boss Horuf shook his head, looking helpless.

He really wanted to tell these bastards how dangerous that guy named Colin was.

pity……

Let’s not talk about whether these guys believe it when he says it.

He couldn't say it just to avoid getting into trouble.

Once he says it, his good life will be shattered.

"Give me a glass of sweet eggnog."

Bol came back with a smile on his face.

Things went smoothly beyond expectations.

Everything is done.

As long as he takes the title deed and goes to Etantinoburg and finds the dilapidated noble, he can become a veritable noble, even if he only has a small fief.

"That Nora is really a loser."

Horuf shook his head as he handed the sweet eggnog to Bol.

Bol didn't hide anything from Horuf, so Horuf knew everything.

But precisely because he knew it, Horuf felt more and more deeply that such an important thing as land could be sold at any time. If that bastard were his descendants, he would probably jump out of the coffin in anger.

Sadly, he is not.

And the other party's grandfather and father will not show up.

If it does pop up, someone will deal with it in advance.

"Times are changing!"

"A noble may still be noble!"

"But...it will definitely not be as many as before!"

Bol said pointedly.

"Then you still want to become a noble?"

Horuf asked rhetorically.

"Because, I need this identity, including the conveniences that this identity brings, even if it is not as noble as before."

Bol calmly picked up the wine glass, toasted to Horuf, and drank with a smile.

Horuf shook his head, obviously disapproving of the other party's words.

"powerful!"

"Strength is the foundation of everything!"

"For example, Colin who is accompanying you, if you are as powerful as him, many things will be solved easily!"

Horuf said.

Bol was stunned for a moment, and finally put down his wine glass with a wry smile.

"powerful?"

"This is far from describing that person."

"The real description should be..."

Horuf pricked up his ears, waiting to hear Bol's description of Kieran, but when the voice reached this point, Bol fell silent. He picked up the sweet eggnog and felt that the sweet eggnog was still cloyingly sweet in his mouth just now. At this time, I started to feel miserable.

powerful?

Of course I know.

That's what I did too.

But as powerful as that one?

Bol shook his head.

I don’t even dare to think about it!

…

A smile appeared on Qin Ran's lips as he looked at the three trophies in front of him.

A walking stick that had only recently become popular among the nobility of Etantinople.

A matchlock pistol.

Finally, there is the spar.

[Name: Staff of Inquiry]

[Type: sundries]

[Quality: Rare]

[Attack power: strong]

[Defense: Strong]

[Attribute: Ask]

[Special effects: none]

[Requirements: Spirituality, Perception A+]

[Whether this copy can be taken out: Yes]

[Remarks: When you are indecisive or lost, it will be a good helper for you. Of course, it can also be a good handy weapon]

…

[Ask: Hold the stick head tightly with your right hand. After releasing it, it will guide you in the right direction, 2 times/day]

…

[Name: Gun of Dark Medicine]

[Type: Weapon]

[Quality: Legend]

[Attack power: powerful]

[Attribute: 1, first release; 2,;]

[Special effects: none]

[Requirement: Strength A]

[Whether this copy can be taken out: Yes]

[Note: It was originally an item developed by the Temple of War, but with the arrival of the Black Disaster, it was revealed and everything became different]

…

[Start: The first bullet does not require any reloading, it can directly stimulate an air bullet with a powerful attack, 6 times/day]

[Filling: After you fill the gunpowder and projectiles according to the regular process, the projectiles will not only have a strong level of attack judgment, but also a strong level of flame judgment (each time you fill, you can confirm whether to activate special effects), 3 times/day]

[Charging: After a short period of 1 second of charging, the air bomb can simultaneously display a 120° fan-shaped excitation (at least three air bombs are required), 1 time/day]

…

One is rare and the other is powerful. The former is a unique melee weapon, while the latter is a very good long-range weapon.

The most important thing is that you can bring out the copy world.

This is what Kieran has been waiting for for a long time.

Of course, what concerned Kieran the most was the palm-sized crystal that was full of turbidity.

[Name: Lord of the Mists]

[Type: sundries]

【Quality:Ⅰ】

[Attack power: none]

[Defense: I]

[Attributes: 1, fog control; 2, poisonous fog invasion]

[Special Effect: Sika’s Territory]

[Requirement: Spiritual SSS]

[Whether this copy can be taken out: Yes]

[Note: Items born accidentally during black disasters]

…

[Fog Control: Summon a fog with a radius of 100 meters to cover the location within the field of vision; 2 times/day]

[Poison Mist Invasion: In the fog, poisonous mist that is judged to be of a powerful level is spread. Those who cannot pass through will suffer fatal poisonous damage]

…

[Sika Territory: Within the scope of Sika Territory, the name of 'Mist' has been recognized. If you hold the 'Lord of Mist', you can mobilize the mist at will and add poisonous mist, but it will consume your energy according to the situation. physical strength. 】

…

"The Territory of Sika?"

Qin Ran picked up the crystal and whispered to himself.

He raised his fingers and tapped the table several times.

Some guesses appeared in Kieran's mind.

Then, the voices of prayers suddenly penetrated into his mind.

"O supreme Lord!"

"Please listen to our prayers. We pursue your will, bow to your greatness, hold your name, and will shine in the world. Everything we have is given by you..."

While praying, Qin Ran was keenly aware that the 'power of faith' was gathering towards him through the [Lord of the Mist].

at the same time……

He also felt some malicious and extremely hungry looks.