Night Raven Master

Chapter 147 Prome's Judgment (Second)

Not long after the shadow servant disappeared, three figures wrapped in black robes and covering their faces appeared in the backyard of the tavern together. The black robes blended with the night, but not with the snowy night.

Their black attire makes them not so hidden, but as long as they don't pay attention, they won't be found, and their covered faces won't be recognized by others.

They went around the woodpile in the yard and came to the back door of the tavern.

The three looked at each other, and one of them took out the key and opened the back door.

The moment the door opened, the three of them entered in a file. On their palms or weapons, a blue, cold light lingered, giving off an evil radiance.

However, they didn't see the enemy immediately, and they didn't use the attack they were about to launch.

"Over there, the basement!"

And one of them spoke out.

The other two nodded and walked towards the opening of the basement. After looking down, the two jumped in directly.

Then the voice sounded:

"It seems to have escaped! There is no one inside!"

Hearing this voice, the man also went down to the basement.

In the basement, the two people who came with him stood in front of a row of wooden barrels.

One of them was raising his hand, and his hand lit up, illuminating the surroundings.

"Obey!" (mantra)

One of them was chanting a mantra in an unknown language, and a frosty blue power was surging in his hand.

The target was a monster that was struggling to jump out of the barrel.

The shape of this monster looks to be about the size of a human child, with a dark blue body and a crocodile-like tail. It has a dorsal fin on its back, starting from the tail and extending to the top of its head.

There are scale-like lines on the huge and ferocious head, and the face is ferocious, like a cracked giant mouth with sharp teeth, and the limbs are like frog webs, with sharp claws at the tip.

Under the effect of the spell, the restless monster gradually calmed down.

Seeing the monster calm down, the man in black who used the spell nodded to his companions, indicating that the action was complete.

"Let it go back to the wooden barrel and stay there." The black-robed man who came down last said out loud, his voice deliberately suppressed into a hoarse twitch like a broken bellows, "Don't forget to use the sleep technique. "

"Yes!"

Then he looked at the other person: "See if there is anyone hiding under the shelf, idiot."

"Yes!" After being scolded, the other party showed no resentment at all, and immediately began to check under the wine shelf.

Shaking his head, he didn't have much hope for the brains of these subordinates, and he also started to check.

After taking two steps, he stopped.

In the shadows under the wine rack, something fell there.

And here, the stupid subordinate who was ordered by him to check for abnormalities had just passed by, with several veins popping up on his forehead, he decided to teach the other party a good lesson, let go of his fist, and lowered his body to check.

Not a living thing?

He frowned and was about to stretch out his hand, but halfway through it, he stopped and didn't continue.

Standing up, he turned to his subordinates and said, "Pick it up."

"Ah?" The other party groaned, squinted his eyes and changed the position of his hand, finally saw the shadow under the shelf, then nodded, and picked with the short dagger in his hand——

Stretching out his hand, he quickly picked out the thing under the shadow, and the movement of using the dagger was familiar and accurate.

When he finished this movement, his body had already taken two steps back at some point.

At this time, both of them saw clearly what that thing was——

A statue that looked like some kind of bird, but because of the light reflection and angle, they didn't see clearly what kind of bird it was.

After looking at each other, the black-robed man who released the light technique put the dagger on his waist and picked up the wood carving.

He observed the wooden carving carefully and carefully. Under his spiritual perception, it seemed to be a magic item?

"It seems to be a spell prop, my lord"

With that said, he handed out the statue in his hand.

"Spell props?" The man in black robe called "Master" had a strange covered face, and then seemed to think of something, "Props for escaping? Or something else?"

The next moment, his mental power is ready to investigate——

On the other side, Yate, who was still in doubt, froze for a moment.

The experience value bar of the crow mage suddenly increased a lot.
"???"

Yate was a little dazed, this is... that one-time spell bomb took effect?
The most basic process of making spell props is to solidify the spell on the item, and then preserve the ability of the material itself, and then, a powerful alchemist can combine the characteristics and abilities of many materials to create something with new characteristics .

Just now, he forcibly compressed the dark energy erosion spell into it.

Such items are not regarded as spell props and cannot be used repeatedly. The correct way is to engrave the inscription of the spell on the material, and use stable and solidified materials and potions to solidify the spell. If he forcibly solidifies and enchants a spell, it is only one time. Sexual temporary items.

Moreover, it is extremely unstable, sometimes it will directly damage the material, and the enchanted spell will fly out directly, and it is completely impossible to control the direction, so it is basically useless.

But the skill of hat trick.
Useful, let the crows sneak in, then replace with a hat-trick.
It turned out that he had no chance to do this in the game. Although he had a certain degree of freedom, it was impossible to carve a crow model, and he had never tried it.

Recalling that there were alchemists and warlocks in the past who used minions to carry self-explosive bombs, he also tried it.

Didn't expect it to work so well the first time.

The hat trick was originally only used as a means to preserve the crow's servants, but now it seems that it can be used for other purposes.

However, he couldn't figure out why a dark energy erosion could kill a person at level 6.

This level is close to that of a high-ranking professional.

Around lv4 is the level of the median professional.

Lv7 is the level of high-level professionals.

Apocalypse's strength is still unclear, but according to the night wizard's skills, it should be lv10.

Level 4's dark energy erosion damage is very high, but if it misses a vital point, it will only be a serious injury, not death.

He just had the idea of ​​causing some trouble, but he didn't expect it to succeed.
On the other side, the eyes of the two men in black widened, one panicked and the other dazed.

The leader of their team is now lying on the ground with a big hole in his head, and he can no longer survive.

The one with dazed eyes still held the technique of releasing light in his hands. The cold and evil light, which was completely different from the holy light, shone on the corpse, making the two of them feel a chill.

"What should I do? Do you want to report?"

"Who is the report to? We only know that he is the leader of our team. We don't know who the others are." The person who cast the light spell replied in confusion.

"." The panic on the other person's face became more and more obvious, "Does only adults know? Then what should we do?"

He gritted his teeth: "How about we wait here?"

"No way"

They didn't know that a ghostly blue spirit was hiding in the wall, listening to their conversation, and conveying the whole process to Art.

An organization with strict organizational discipline?
Art heard the message from Prome and thought with some doubts.

Only the leader of the team knows how to contact other people. No matter how you look at it, the secrecy of this organization is not low.

"Prome, can you strip the memory?" He asked Prome aloud.

He has some ideas about this organization. If possible, in addition to experience, he might be able to get some other materials.

Originally, he stayed here just to find the businessman in this small town and find out where the cemetery is by the way.

The main way to obtain blue blood gems is from the local lords, and then the tombs of the blue blood people, as well as local merchants, mercenary guilds and the like.

There is no mercenary guild stationed in this small town, only a tavern that assumes the responsibilities of the mercenary guild as an informal subordinate, and he puts it after the merchant, and then looks for the tomb of the blue blood.

After all, the tombs of the blue-blooded are hard to find, and they may not be found. Do the easy things first, and then do the difficult ones.

After using the shadow servant and the crow to find out that this tavern belonged to a certain merchant, and the demonized crow had abnormalities, he decided to investigate here.

but look now
There seems to be something else hidden in this small town, and there is a hidden organization.

"Master, this," Promi replied while observing, "They seem to be spellcasters. I don't know if they can be stripped of their memories. You can try to kill them first, and then strip their souls after turning them into undead. Memories in Fragments"

It is not easy for Prome, a special being, to directly strip the memory of a living spellcaster.

Yatt nodded. Although Prome has the memory of a high-ranking necromancer at lv8, its actual level rating is still lv4.

He still trusts the system's ratings.

As for Prome's statement, he didn't doubt it either.
And at this moment, he heard another communication from Promi:

"By the way, master, their power is a bit like undead, this cold feeling, wait a minute, it seems wrong, this evil feeling is like a devil warlock!?"

"Devil Warlock!?" Hearing this word, Arthur frowned.

"Yes, that's right." Promi became more and more sure of his conjecture, "Their spells are different from those of wizards. This kind of spiritual power has a cold feeling, but it has a sense of order, but it is not the same as that of necromancers." The spiritual power of mages is not the same."

The power of a necromancer is a special combination of mental power and negative energy, and he manipulates negative energy, but if you look carefully, the spells used by this person are not negative energy.
ps: From 06:30 to now it is already 3:[-]. Chapter [-] can’t be estimated before [-]:[-], and it’s uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)