Chapter 375 Two Red-Robed Mages

The reason why Tang Sen chose to eat the surgical fruit himself was largely not because of its combat power, but because he could add more means to himself under the rules of this devil fruit.

For example, take out the other party's heart to threaten others, or directly transfer the other party's mind to replace important people with one's own, or even use it to study some laws of space.

On the contrary, combat ability is what Tang Sen values ​​least.

However, this does not mean that the combat ability conferred by the surgical fruit is weak. Although it is not as immediate as the thunder fruit, in Tang Sen's hands, the ability of this fruit can be used to its advantage.

Dealing with an evil priest is just a small test.

But the priest obviously didn't understand such things as surgical fruits. In his opinion, Tang Sen's method was even weirder than those nine-ring red-robed mages. He clearly knew that the other party had indeed used some kind of magic to take out his heart. , but he was not transformed into some kind of undead creature, and was even alive and well.

That heart seemed to still exist in his empty chest.

Never mess with an unknown spellcaster, especially if you don't know their background and powers.

This motto belonging to adventurers sounded in the pastor's mind, but it was too late for him to regret it. He could only show his humble attitude and said: "Follow your wishes, sir, my life belongs to you."

Tang Sen's expression turned grim. He casually threw the priest's heart to Barn and said, "Keep this thing safe. If he does anything dishonest or unpleasant, crush it without hesitation."

Baan hurriedly took the heart, with a look of disgust on his face: "Oh, look at this thing, it's still beating. It's really uncomfortable."

"I don't think I'll mind, or rather, I'm looking forward to crushing this lively little thing."

The dwarf's words made the priest's face paler. He could feel the dwarf's rough palm holding his heart. He swore that this feeling was more uncomfortable than killing him directly.

There were shouts outside the door, and a rough voice shouted: "Who is fighting on the second floor again? I heard the window shattering!"

Tang Sen released his foot from the pastor's face and said calmly: "You know what to do."

"Of course, sir." The priest put on his hood honestly and stood aside quietly.

Tang Sen turned his head, looked at the window that had been knocked open by the priest, and pointed his finger.

"Recover as before."

The fragments instantly floated as if alive, automatically arranging and combining, and soon the window was restored as if it were new.

The door to the room was pushed open at the right time, and a man on crutches scanned everyone present with hawk-like eyes.

"Oh, Old Bol, you know the rules. Even you can't interrupt our conversation casually." Maris stepped forward and said with an unhappy look on his face.

"I heard the sound coming from here." Old Bol looked at the window suspiciously: "My ears are never wrong."

He glanced at everyone again, focusing on the pastor for a moment, and then curled his lips: "Forget it, just think that I drank too many wheat bars today."

"To express my apology, you can go down and have a few drinks, and I'll treat you to it."

After saying that, he closed the door, turned and left.

"Old Bol is still as smart as ever." Maris muttered, turned around and said, "No one will bother us now."

"I hope so." Tang Sen looked at the priest and said, "Tell me, why did you come to Neverwinter City, and who is the captain you just mentioned?"

"My name is Eric Strong, Pastor of the Five Rings. As you can see, I am a member of the Serre Revival Church." The pastor said in a low voice: "And my captain's name is Pindaro. Garfield was once the chief disciple of the Ser Protection School, a powerful nine-ring red-robed mage, and of course, also a lich."

This is not surprising. Most of the red-robed mages in the High Circle are lichs. The word "most" is used instead of "all" because it includes some people from the Serre Revival Society - and the natives of Serre are , has been completely ruled by the undead.

The priest named Strong continued: "Not long ago, Captain Garfield got a piece of information. Sazastan sent his disciple, a nine-ring red-robed mage, lurking in the city of Neverwinter. They used spells to make Wu The original lord of Winterfell, Daggart Neverember, fell seriously ill, and a rogue took his place."

"Captain Garfield is convinced that Sazastan is plotting against Neverwinter, trying to turn this place into another undead kingdom. As members of the Cyre Revival, we must prevent Sazastan's power from expanding into the Sword Coast region."

"He is hiding somewhere in Neverwinter City at the moment and sent me to inquire about information in the Black Lake District. Of course, I don't mind making some drinking money while inquiring, so I agreed to the rogue's trade request and then..."

Tang Sen squinted his eyes slightly, not paying attention to the regret in the pastor's tone, but paying attention to a key message.

"A protective nine-ring red-robed mage?"

He suddenly remembered the plot about the Scorching Sun Competition in Neverwinter City. A group of adventurers whose level was generally no more than about the third ring, and a poor warlock, were actually able to defeat the powerful nine-ring red-robed mage. This was possible in the entire Faerûn continent. It can be called a miracle.

You know, any high-level spell from the nine-level mage is enough to wipe out this weak team of adventurers, not to mention that the opponent also uses powerful nine-level spells such as meteor burst and time stop.

"That makes sense."

Tang Sen suddenly realized: "A powerful protective red-robed mage used this group of adventurers to hide in the dark, secretly cast spells to participate in the battle, and defeated the opponent."

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated a bit.

The reason why he planned to leave Neverwinter City before the start of the Burning Sun Competition in the first place was because this place was too dangerous. He didn't want to bet that a group of crappy adventurers could really stop a nine-ring red-robed mage. If the plot went wrong, Then Neverwinter City will turn into a kingdom of the dead, and he will also be in danger.

Tang Sen was really unsure whether Smaug, who had eaten the Thunder Fruit, could fight against the Faerun Nine Ring Mage with many tricks.

But now it seems that I don't need to worry about this.

A protective nine-ring red-robed mage that had existed since the Serre Civil War was enough to protect the entire city of Neverwinter - although the other party didn't care at all whether Neverwinter suffered heavy casualties, it was just to stop Sazastan's plan.

"if it is like this--"

Tang Sen's thoughts began to spin rapidly.

"It seems like I have a chance to get something out of the fire."