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There were a dozen or so shapeshifters on and off the stage, and Linde could identify them all.

It stands to reason that the transformation of a shape-shifter is not magic, but is similar to superpowers, and it is usually indistinguishable by means of it.

There is a [Witchy Sight] in the Warlock's Magical Invocation, which can make shape-shifting creatures invisible, but this invocation needs to be upgraded to a level 15 Warlock to unlock it.

Lind uses the telepathy of the mind flayer tadpole to tell the difference between authenticity and fiction.

These shapeshifters are Orin's minions, with twisted and evil minds and a passion for murder. The fervent heart under the skin was like coals in a paper bag. The heat came out and was easily captured by Linde.

This indirect and passive method helps to quickly screen. After locking the target, Linde will use the 2-ring prophecy spell [Detect Thoughts] for secondary confirmation.

Facts have proved that there are quite a few ordinary people in the crowd who are mentally abnormal. They are probably stimulated by the wartime atmosphere, or they are inherently evil, so they are also thinking about terrible thoughts.

Linde's magic trick went bankrupt after he deceived four shapeshifters. They are not stupid. They are still ignorant when they are targeted. This level of intelligence cannot lurk in a civilized society for a long time.

"Praise the Supreme God!" A middle-aged human male with a gloomy face in the crowd suddenly raised his arms and shouted.

The shapeshifters responded one after another, shouting "Praise to the Supreme God", and then took out their pre-hidden weapons and launched indiscriminate attacks on the surrounding people.

Fortunately, Lind secretly used telepathy to contact the Githyanki monks and asked them to keep an eye on the suspicious target.

So as soon as the battle started, the monks took control of the situation and knocked down the rebellious monster with three punches and two kicks.

Linder took his time completing his last magic trick, raising the wheel of cheese and throwing it at the shapeshifter that was lunging towards the stage.

The cheese wheel transformed into a red-skinned tiefling in mid-air, roared violently, and kicked the shapeshifter's neck with flying feet.

All shapeshifters return to their original appearance after death - pale skin and ghostly faces.

"Become a living person, friends." Linde nodded to the shocked audience, restored the image of Paladin, and the holy power surging from his body turned into the magical power of [calming the mind], dispelling the collective panic.

The ancient books in his arms vibrated, and a large amount of experience points were recorded in his account. There was a sense of happiness as coins jingled.

——Magic Pact: Tower King (Level 7, 113%)

Sacrificed Spirituality: ...Githyanki Raider*43 (86%), Shapeshifter*11 (22%)

——Paladin: Vow of Devotion (107% at level 5)

Oath fulfilled: ...rescue circus goers (40%)

"oh?"

Lind clicked to upgrade. The warlock level reached level 8, and the paladin level reached level 6. When converted to a caster level, it was already level 11. He also had a 6-level spell slot.

If he continues to upgrade, he can start casting high-level spells.

At this stage, the caster has to consider a stable base, such as building a mage tower, which can be put on the agenda. Without a profound knowledge foundation, if you want to move forward step by step, you will need to spend more energy. Even a wage earner like a magician should have his own ambitions.

Linde didn't have to think about these things.

He just wants to get the high-level spells as soon as possible and then push everything evenly.

Baldur's Gate is a large city with a population of 120,000. During this time of war, there are many surprises prepared for people with a strong ambition like him.

Ms. Lucius, the leader of the Doomsday Circus, invited Lind to have a chat, but she seemed to want to accuse him as soon as they met.

"Woohoo, my money tree, my dearest Dribos, everyone's favorite clown, what happened to him? Where did you change him?"

"I'm afraid your clown is finished." Linde conveyed the bad news, "You should look for a new candidate."

"Dripos is not dead, as long as you can find his body for me..."

"No, no." Linde raised his eyebrows slightly upon hearing this, "I'm afraid I can't accept your commission. Well, let me tell you, poor Dribos, you plan to make him into an undead creature and continue to work for the circus, right? ?”

"Why not?" Lucius is a strong woman with purple skin and very dark gothic makeup, but she has the unique exaggeration of a middle-aged woman, "There is no other such a competent clown in the world. . I said, brother, if you get Dribos back for me, I won’t treat you badly.”

Lind shrugged. He could retrieve the clown's body, but he would not give it to Lucius. Instead, he would help him bury him in peace, otherwise there would be no experience points.

Considering that Dribos' corpses are scattered throughout Baldur's Gate, this is really a difficult matter to handle.

There is a clear clue that the clown's body is related to the Baal Order... but Lind doesn't like to make these twists and turns. He is a magician and a wizard, but he is not Sherlock Holmes.

"Ms. Lucius, I will not give Drippos's body to you unless you agree to bury him."

"Ah, what an annoying Paladin. Get out of my circus with your pedantic oaths."

Linde smiled, "I thought you would pretend to agree. In fact, I just need to see him buried. As for whether someone will dig up poor Dribos from the grave again, that's none of my business. .”

Lucius's eyes widened, his broad lips parted, and he let out a barbell-like laugh.

"You are so interesting. I have traveled all over the world and have seen the wonders of all planes. I have never seen a paladin like you. To be honest, have you really not broken your oath?"

"It's true." Linde shrugged. "As I go along, I find that the profession of paladin is actually much freer than people think. Servants of hell, hunters of drow, followers of cults, and even evil gods Melkor’s chosen ones can all become paladins. So it won’t be a problem for a guy like me who has a flexible moral bottom line.”

Lucius clicked his tongue, "You guy, you talk like a warlock."

"Replacement guaranteed."

"Pfft, hahahaha!"

Lind borrowed Lucius's tent and venue to draw a magic circle. He chanted the name of the deceased, "The body of Dripos is flying. The body of Dripos is flying..."

The Flying Curse from another world is compatible with the power of the Silver Magic Network, so it can be cast with a level 1 spell slot. Linde used ritual casting to strengthen the power of the spell and expand the summoning range of the Flying Curse to a wider range.

This interesting spell gives the summoned object a certain spirituality and can automatically find its way out. Even if it is deep underground or a sealed room, it can find a way to break out.

So that day, the citizens of Baldur's Gate saw the strange scene of bloody corpses flying in the sky. (End of chapter)