Chapter 335 Don’t Talk About Feelings

Rhine city, Whitechapel district.

Cavendi was covered in blood and stood in the underground passage opened by the evil beasts. His armor was corroded with pits and was covered with yellow-green mottles.

The blood of evil beasts is highly corrosive and can corrode the flesh and blood of the body with just a little carelessness.

He looked at the skeletal passage on the surface, waved his hand tiredly, and said hoarsely: "Inform each team to close the team, and we will return to the ground."

After fighting for a day, always on the front line, even the body of a strong person with a silver rank felt that it was too much.

The troops retreated to the ground in an orderly manner. Shortly after they left, a large number of evil beasts came out and took away the bodies of their companions.

Cavendi got on the carriage and ordered: "Go back to the Holy Fire Cathedral."

Then, he leaned his head back on the seat, closed his eyes and began to think about how to report the situation to the Archbishop.

The horse's hoofbeats made it move forward in a panic. The coachman took out a towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was not a full-time coachman, but a second-level Crusader warrior.

He once thought he was used to seeing life and death, but today he saw more dead people than he had seen in all his previous lives combined.

The blood in the passage was ankle-deep. A large number of ordinary people were caught and bitten to death by the monsters. The corpses piled up like mountains. This was their stored ration.

Today's battle was extremely fierce, and comrades kept falling around him. If he hadn't been lucky enough, he would have returned to the embrace of the gods.

After the battle, sleepiness hit him like a wave, and the coachman's consciousness began to become blurred. He didn't even know what he was doing, he just waved his riding whip mechanically along the road in his memory.

When the carriage stopped at the door of the Holy Fire Cathedral, the coachman became a little more awake. He opened the carriage door:

"Your Excellency, we are here."

The people inside were unmoved and still maintained their upward posture.

Then, he heard soft snoring.

The coachman smiled bitterly and had to shout louder: "Your Excellency, Your Excellency"

Hearing the call, Cavendi shivered, woke up from his sleep, and sat up straight.

Today, after a day of fighting on the front line, his physical strength was exhausted.

After being stunned for two or three seconds, his brain recovered from the shutdown state, and he saw a familiar scene.

After getting off the carriage, Cavendi hurried to the archbishop's office.

When he came to the door, he was about to knock on the door, but found that the door was ajar.

"Come in, I hear your footsteps."

Cavendi opened the door.

Flanders saw his old friend covered in blood and corroded armor, and immediately stood up:

"It seems that your mission is not going well." From the state of his old friend, he understood how tragic today's battle was.

Cavendi took two steps forward and sat down on the sofa:

"Things may be worse than you think. We are in big trouble."

Vlad poured a glass of wine for his old friend: "Speak slowly, drink a glass of wine first to moisten your throat."

My old friend didn't have the habit of yelling during battle, and his voice was hoarse. It was obviously because the battle was too intense and he didn't have time to replenish water.

Cavendi did not take the glass, but pointed to the bottle and said: "I want this."

Flanders handed over the wine bottle, and he reached out to take it. He drank half of the bottle. After taking a breath, he drank the remaining white wine in one gulp and said:

"Another bottle!"

The Archbishop brought another bottle of white wine, opened the cap and handed it to the other party.

Cavendi was much more elegant when drinking this time, just sipping in small sips.

After another half-empty bottle, he took a long breath and introduced the situation of the battle:

"Now the entire Whitechapel district is an underground maze, full of deformed creatures.

They have skeletal shells, sharp claws, and a powerful long tail. Their blood is highly corrosive, and all their body organs seem to be designed for fighting.

More importantly, there are simply too many of them. These things seem to appear overnight and are inexhaustible to kill."

"Monsters are afraid of fire, but ordinary flames are not enough to burn them to death."

"Elemental attacks can cause more damage, but the effect is not ideal. Their skin not only has good physical defense, but also has strong elemental resistance."

"The underground of Whitechapel District has been transformed into a maze, and the information we received is very limited. I tried to use flying strange objects for reconnaissance, and found that some monsters can actually shoot down the strange objects."

He recounted the information and speculations obtained during the battle, then picked up the bottle again and took a sip of wine.

Flanders listened quietly, waited until the other party stopped, and asked:

"What level can the most powerful monster you have ever seen reach?"

"The third level of extraordinary level, and there are a lot of them. I killed sixteen of them alone. In addition, I can't rule out whether there are stronger individuals."

"What is the chance of winning when a monster encounters a Crusader warrior or an exorcist priest of the same level?"

"The Crusaders can win with difficulty, and the exorcist priests will have an easier time, but this comparison is meaningless. Although the passage is not narrow, it is not spacious either. We cannot form a military formation to fight together, and those beasts can instead Climb up the passage and attack us from up, down, left and right directions at the same time.”

"Then think of a way to force these monsters out of the passage. They shouldn't be that smart to install a door in the passage, right?"

Flanders paused and continued: "The question I'm more concerned about is, where did these things come from? I have seen the corpses of monsters, and there are no previous records of this kind of monster.

Such a riot had just occurred in Whitechapel District, and the cultists who had been frightened actually organized an attack. It is difficult not to connect these two things together. "

His worries were well-founded. The fifth-level soul-eating jellyfish was killed instantly. The cultist commander must have known that he was launching a counterattack now and must have something to rely on.

"It doesn't matter whether there is a connection between the cultists and the Whitechapel monster incident. The top priority is to solve the hidden worries in the Whitechapel district, where about 70% of the population of Rhine City lives. Once it falls, you know the consequences.

I don't think there's anything to worry about when cultists attack. Crown has proven with his strength that he can withstand the enemy's attack, at least to hold them off for a while.

We just need to focus on solving the problems in Whitechapel District so that we can help Zacktown.

Through today's battle, I understand that it is difficult for me to fight alone as a Silver-ranked person. "

Flanders nodded: "I will send you more manpower. Plimpton and Audrey are both Silver-level Transcendents, and I will hire them to fight.

In addition, I will send intelligence to neighboring parishes and ask them to be ready to attack at any time. "

"That's all."

It was late at night. Flanders returned to the mansion and summoned Plimpton and others in the study. He explained the current situation and said:

"I need your help. Don't worry, I will hire you to join the battle."

Audrey said:

"No problem, uncle is too polite. We will do our best to help."

From now on, the McLean family will take root in the Rhine City and Parish, and will help both in public and private matters.

She thought for a while and said:

"We can also let the family's third-level extraordinary beings participate in the war to feel the cruelty of war. We can dispatch seven more third-level extraordinary beings."

Plimpton also echoed: "Yes, I have never set foot on a battlefield of life and death. This time I can just get used to it. I will inevitably engage in various battles in the future."

Flanders: "I agree, but I don't agree with Eliza participating in the war. If she makes a mistake, none of us can bear the responsibility.

The enemy is not simple. This is the summarized information. Take a look at it. "

As he spoke, he took out a brown paper bag and handed it out.

Audrey took the bag with a smile and said, "The number of people I signed up for was not originally included in Eliza's quota."

After reading the information carefully, she handed the document to Plimpton and said:

"Uncle, what is your battle plan?"

"Fighting in the underground passage is not suitable for us to use our cooperative combat capabilities. On the contrary, it makes it easier for the monsters to use it. My plan is to find a way to force the enemy out. How to do it specifically, I also need to capture a few living bodies to study their weaknesses. ”

Flanders is confident that every living thing has a weakness. As long as you find that point, complex tasks will become simpler.

Audrey nodded slightly: "I agree with this plan, but we must quickly find out the enemy's weaknesses and make a plan if we cannot target the enemy's weaknesses.

This kind of monster is a new species that has never been seen before. It has become rampant in a short period of time. I have a bold guess that they have a very powerful reproductive ability.

And that slum area is the breeding ground for them, providing abundant 'food'. We first need to expel the people who remain on the ground. "

"It makes sense, keep talking."

"I want to ask a question first," Audrey said with a more cautious expression, "Is there any possibility of monsters mixing into the area we are in now?"

"This is not possible." Flanders touched the beard on his chin. "Before coming back, I informed Londo overnight. We all opened the magic circle and scanned the entire area within the magic circle. No abnormalities were found."

"That's good, we can now focus on how to drive the monsters out of the underground passage."

Under the deep night, a luxury airship took off from Bly City and approached the northwest.

Rivergaz Sparrow raised his glass and gestured to his companion:

"In three or four days' journey, we will reach the Rhine City Parish. This time I brought a hundred pounds of clear yellow stone, which your Excellency will definitely like very much."

After taking a sip of wine, Rivigaz pretended to lament:

"Rivix, I'm not sure about our creation of soul-infused weapons. We might have to stay there for a while."

"Why, that blacksmith is very arrogant? Don't worry, I have successfully advanced to the Silver Knight. The other party should give me some face! We will not pay him less."

"Your face may not be that valuable in the eyes of the blacksmith master. Didn't I tell you that the blacksmith master is also a silver level?"

"Yes, but so what? Our Reinhardt family is famous not only in the Hinterlands, but also in the entire continent. Isn't that blacksmith ignorant?"

"He will definitely not be ignorant, but his name is Croun Moya. Can you still force him?"

‘Why does this name seem familiar? ’

A big question mark arose in Levix's mind. He must have heard of this name, otherwise he wouldn't have such a strong sense of familiarity.

"Fuck," he slapped his thigh fiercely and said with excitement on his face: "The Croun you are talking about, couldn't be the Croun, right?!"

He remembered a name that had been widely circulated in the upper class recently, the first fifth-level transcendent on the mainland in thousands of years.

If this honor fell to him, Reeves said he could boast about it for the rest of his life.

He muttered to himself quickly: "Faruk Kingdom, Bishop of the Diocese of Rhine City, damn, you are so tricked by such a treacherous businessman that you were able to meet such a strong man and still have a relationship. !”

"Coincidence, luck, haha, it's just luck." Livegaz smiled, and his flamboyant smile was completely like a villain's face.

He felt more and more that the name 'Good Luck Gold Coin' was right for the Chamber of Commerce. The Chamber of Commerce has always had smooth sailing and has never encountered any difficulties.

Levikes scratched his head. The weight of a fourth-level forging master and a fifth-level forging master were absolutely different. Originally, he had prepared a large amount of gold spirit coins as a reward, but now it seemed a bit shabby.

But what kind of reward should he prepare in a short while?

With a smile on his face, he said:

"Old friend, we have known each other for so many years. For the sake of our deep relationship, you have to help me come up with ideas."

"Don't talk about feelings, it will hurt money. It's not impossible if you want me to give you an idea, but I can't guarantee whether it will work."

Three days passed in a flash, and Croun stayed in the sanctuary without going out, concentrating on his experience.

The consequence of using all the time is that there has been considerable progress in Breath of the Flame Dragon and Golden Light Spell.

He ended his breathing exercises and summoned a golden wall.

[Breath of the Flame Dragon: 38412/120000; Level 1]

[Golden Light Spell: 87394/300000; Level 4]

After the appearance of Flame Dragon's Breath, the skill bar of Fire Breath and Savage Bone Breathing has disappeared.

With these few days of focused experience, this breathing method has improved my proficiency by nearly 2,000 points, and the progress is not unpleasant.

In addition, several secret skills attached to the flame breath have been modified, and Kroun can now use the new energy of life to inspire the source armor and release the fire spirit.

The source armor's defense is about 30% stronger than the previous days, and the fire spirit transformation can also increase more physical attributes.

The proficiency of the Golden Light Spell is also increasing steadily, and before you know it, the proficiency has reached 30%.

"boom"

The door of the sanctuary opened with a bang, and Del rushed in and said:

"Your Excellency, Fujin has brought the latest news. It has discovered the location of the cultists' army. They are only thirty kilometers away from our base camp in a straight line.

Nick sent someone to inform you that a pre-war deployment meeting must be held immediately. "