quicksilver blood

Chapter 98 The Witch's Execution

"Don't worry about Macon and the others for now, find Claudia first!"

Cruvien said decisively.

"it is good."

Roland nodded in agreement.

At the speed at which the yellow characters on the bracelet appeared, Claudia would probably die in less than an hour.Even if the heavy snow has stopped now, it is still very laborious to move in the snow.

If we go to Luther Town first, [-]% of the time we won’t be able to make it in time.

But where would Claudia be?

Starting from the current place of Roland, it would take at least four hours to search the entire pyroxene forest.Even if Roland uses the entanglement technique to perform high-speed maneuvers, it can only be compressed for close to an hour.

And that time is really tight.In case of encountering a relatively high-level pyroxene species, Roland is not confident that he can kill them quickly.

You must know that the pyroxene-type monsters ignore the weak point attack-with Roland's current attack method, if he does not use the weak point attack, it is very difficult to defeat a pyroxene-type demonized creature that has begun to crystallize.

The mistletoe touch cannot absorb the vitality of the demonized creature, and the ash entanglement spell cannot harm the pyroxene species that also have the characteristics of the dusk species. Without the bonus of the Wild Feast, the entanglement spell does not have the strength to pull heavy objects. of pyroxene species.

The only thing that can come in handy is probably the Caral Zhanjian with the special effect of the hammer head.

Thinking of this, Roland took out his cutting sword and the short sword he got from the sewer out of the suitcase, and then hung the suitcase on the shield behind Kluvern.

"Help me hold it, it's inconvenient for me to carry this."

"it is good."

Kluvern responded, took down the large shield behind him, and with a slight twist, a circle of sharp and bright blades pierced out from the edge of the half-human high shield.

This is of no use to pyroxene species...

Seeing this, Roland sighed again.

If only Kakarit was still by his side.The priests of the saints restrained the twilight species as severely as the priests of the gods restrained the walking corpses.With a silver-rank mourner by his side, demonized creatures below silver can come and die as many times as they come.

But when Roland left, he had already sent Kakarit to join the group of survivors.

After all, it is a long way from the city of fortune to Farajo, and there is a genuine mourner who follows those survivors and brainwashes them... I mean, psychotherapy is very convenient.

In Fararu, where more than [-]% of the people believe in the Elder of the Lonely Mountain, it is very difficult to convert them to their faith.Therefore this matter must be done as early as possible.

But old Joseph, Roland has already asked him to go to Luther Town to find out the situation.

Roland has been thinking about this old priest who has believed in the Lord of Darkness for many years but has not been reused for a long time.

Anyway, the dam in the City of Fortune had already been blown up by Roland, and the priests were no longer restricted by the Great Barrier of Karal near there.

If Roland was nearby, he would be able to maintain a normal conversation with the Sleeping Mentor even with a mere [-] points of perception - not like now, as a voter, he had to pray specially to hear the voice of the Sleeping Mentor.

Roland planned to wait for himself to get a large amount of mercury. After he was promoted and sued the dead crow, he would go to the ruins of the city of fortune to collect the dying tree of suffering, and then call the mentor of the long sleep to transform the old Joseph into a Mourners.

A talent like this with more than 50 years of underground work experience will definitely help Roland a lot during the plague revival.It would be a pity to die along with the plague.

Roland has already arranged these things, and neither the Tree of Suffering nor Old Joseph can afford to make any big waves.

The only thing Roland was worried about was the group of Templars from Tyre.They didn't know that the Truth Society had been completely buried by Roland, and it is estimated that the assembly is almost finished...

I hope they won't give away people's heads to feed the tree of suffering.

...Wait, this is?

The doubtful light in Roland's eyes flashed away, and he was slightly taken aback, and then inserted the Karal Zhanjian and the Blue Fang together with the scabbard at his waist.

"Kluvern, I'm Druid, and I'm moving faster than you in the woods... To save time, let's split up!"

Roland turned back and said this to Kluveen, four vines slowly stretched out from his sleeves, and two more vines pulled out from his ankles: "You look for it from the road, and I'll look for it from the depths of the forest! Throw something into the sky and call me!"

"Okay!" Kluvern said immediately, and then ran back along the way he came with holding the blade shield.

Roland nodded slightly, but his feet did not move at all.

As for where Claudia is, Roland already has a vague guess in his mind.

What Roland didn't tell Kluvien was that he had even seen Claudia's footprints just now—the footprints of a person.No footprints of Macon, no footprints of Anroth, not even Cloud's footprints.

And that footprint led to a very familiar place for Roland.

In that kind of narrow terrain, Kluvien couldn't move at all.It's better to let him go first to see if anyone has set up cards on several major roads.

The one who can set the trap in the pyroxene forest to lure and lure Claudia must be the demonized creature infected by dusk.If what Roland expected was right, even Luther Town has probably been controlled by these monsters, and their purpose is pyroxene.

But as for the slimy doppelgangers who are the enemies of Kabbalah, or the Ismal who manipulates people's hearts with illusions, this will have a great impact on Roland's subsequent tactical choices.

"Roland!"

Just then, a familiar voice came from behind.

Roland turned around suspiciously, only to find a person who shouldn't have appeared.

Thin, about 1.7 meters tall, with a determined look, and a vertical scar on the left side of his face.

It was Macon.

"Macken? Why are you here?"

"I still want to ask you!"

Macken said angrily: "Aren't you with Kluvien? Where is Kluvien?"

Roland's eyes flashed, and he said nonchalantly, "He went to find Claudia... By the way, where is Claudia's grandfather?"

"You mean the old pastor? He's still in town," Macon shrugged. "After all, Karal is a bit too dangerous for a pastor."

"makes sense."

Roland nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Macken suddenly asked: "By the way, Roland, do you have any clue about Claudia's whereabouts?"

"Yes." Roland nodded vigorously, and pulled Macon's sleeve with his right hand to let him approach the remaining footprints on the snow. "Look. These are Claudia's footprints."

"Based on the time when the heavy snow stopped, this is about two hours ago."

Roland said calmly: "Although the footprints are shallow and intermittent due to the new snow, but fortunately, we can see her direction."

"In that direction, the only meaningful building is undoubtedly the Thousand Heads Tomb."

Roland's voice was cold and sweet, and he was full of confidence between the lines: "It's inconvenient for Kluvien to move around with a large shield, but it's much easier for me to move."

As his words fell, Macon's expression almost froze in surprise.

"...you know so much. I would have thought you were a wizard if I hadn't known you were the Blighter."

"A wizard will not step into the pyroxene forest at will." Roland's words were full of meaning.

"Who knows, maybe a fool will."

Macon shrugged and gave Roland a knightly salute as a joke.

"Miss Roland, the road to the Thousand Heads Tomb is bumpy, please allow me to walk ahead and explore the way."

"Then I'll leave it to you. It just so happens that I'm not very good at this."

Roland responded with a smile.

Seeing Macon turn his head and walk in that direction, the smile on Roland's face gradually faded.

He wiped the right hand that had touched Macon on his robe, and looked at Macon's back with mocking eyes.

(End of this chapter)