Blood of Mercury

Roland was careful not to make any loud noises and returned along the same path.

The distance is not too far, the vines can only extend sixty yards at most, as long as they find the right direction, they can run back in less than a minute.

It is impossible to gain a good impression in the crowd, and the objective environment does not allow it. If you want to complete the first step of the job transfer mission, the first thing you have to do is to isolate at least one Ashes from the others and Markan and his party.

As for what to do, Roland already had a plan in his mind.

The two entanglement techniques in his hand have not expired yet. If the timing is clever, find an Ashes who is temporarily out of everyone's sight, and then one vine wraps around his mouth and the other grabs his leg, pulling him directly like Roland himself before.

Once he could speak face to face, with Roland's knowledge of the Ring of the South Wind, he would at least not be regarded as an enemy.

The calculation in my heart is good, but the plan can't keep up with the changes. When Roland walked halfway, a man in a red robe threw himself in the middle of the road.

A throwing axe was directly embedded in the back of him, and the muscles in his back were without doubt cut off. At this depth, his spine would probably also be broken.

Roland looked down at him quietly, and suddenly smiled silently.

With such a ready-made good thing in front of him, Roland would feel sorry for himself if he didn't take advantage of it.

After making up his mind, Roland said, "Are you...?"

The man lying on the ground trembled obviously. He was probably excited, but he couldn't lift his head now.

"My name is Pars, Pars. White mistletoe, may the southern wind greet you."

His voice almost choked.

She was probably thinking, "Ah, I'm finally saved or something". Roland had a faint smile on his face, everything was under control.

If this is a relatively selfish person, his next sentence would be "carry me back, I'm about to die" or something like that. And if this person still has some sense of honor as a cultist for his cause of destroying the civilized order, I am afraid it is "leave me alone, go and save Lord Marko".

"Master Marco is in danger, leave me alone! I'm useless, but we can't lose a master... No! Don't go yet, go to Your Excellency Windtalker, and bring some more people! Quick, quick—"

Not bad.

Roland almost applauded him in his heart.

Being able to recognize that he is "worthless" shows that he has a minimum level of self-knowledge; being able to recognize the situation on the field, instead of blindly asking Roland for help, shows that this guy's brain has not been fragrantly roasted by ash, at least he has the most basic logic.

If he falls in the more enlightened places such as the Dawning Sect or the White Tower, he may have the possibility of returning to normal society - by the way, when Roland said returning to normal society, he was referring to the experience of three After months to half a year of brainwashing, he threw himself into heavy manual labor that machines could not replace, or he was wrapped in dangerous objects and purifying his soul in the fire with his former comrades.

Is this cruel? Not cruel at all.

Compared to the fate of other cultists after being caught, being able to see the sun, eat some normal food until they die, or bear a hero - I mean, it's really kind of a martyr's name to be admired by future generations. .

And Roland is more merciful than those guys. He does not want to use brainwashing to confuse his spirit and destroy his beliefs, nor does he intend to extract his labor force, or use it as some kind of special and rare consumable. He was going to give him the death of a warrior after simply asking a few questions, so that he could die believing that the truth he had believed for half his life was not false.

So Roland asked calmly, "Do you believe me?"

"...Of course I believe it."

At the moment when the druid named Pars said this sentence, Roland flashed a large piece of dark green data in front of his eyes:

[Inauguration Mission (1): Make any Ashes of Bronze rank or above become friendly towards you]

[You have gained the trust of Pars, the inaugural task (1) is completed]

[You got new information about the job assignment—]

["May the gods be turned to ashes"]

【Task reminder—】

[This may be a sentence, or it may be the motto of an organization. Anyway, you have to find out about it anyway. Intuition tells you that this is closely related to the power of the Ashes.]

【You got a new job assignment】

【Inauguration Task (2): Find out the keywords and get the news of the complete disconnection at the same time】

As expected.

Roland's mouth curled slightly.

He even knew the next step of the mission. At least before the butterfly effect, there was basically nothing important in the world that he didn't know.

"What do you want to say?"

The voice of the druid lying on the ground trembled a little.

"I just want to confirm your identity."

Roland's tone was so flat that it was about to freeze, but the speed of his speech still did not change, but it no longer contained any emotional color, and it was as cold as inorganic matter.

To use an inappropriate analogy - this is simply a change in supply and demand.

Roland didn't need to force this person to believe his own words. Without any evidence enough to doubt his identity, Pars could only choose to believe and accept Roland's words.

"How do you want to confirm?" Pars's voice trembled slightly.

"The Manifesto of the Ashes. It's the sentence you say every day, the gods turned to ashes or something—read it to me in full."

Pars seemed relieved.

Indeed, this is not something that cannot be said. Even when developing new members, this is the first time to let others know. If you just confirm your identity, you can indeed ask this question.

After all, even those new members have heard of it, so if you say you don't know it, it's definitely a lie.

But Roland didn't want to confirm his identity. Just like before, he just had to say it.

There are gods in this world—it doesn’t mean that those who hold the authority of the saints in the sky are pretending to be gods, but there are real gods.

After Aum created this sanctuary-like world, in order to ensure that it would not go wrong from the inside, a back door was set up on the authority of the saint. In the future, the three saints such as the long sleep teacher will regain their authority by virtue of this system.

This device, or the god, is called the Observer Ormers, and his name means "what Orm saw".

The meaning of his existence is to record everything that happens. Roland once made a post on the forum, discussing the issue between Ommers' behavior and meaning of existence, the division of character camps, and the system's mission determination.

Not to mention those things. In short, the system determines the success of a task about reversing the will of others, regardless of the inner thoughts of others. Not to mention how the reactions are almost always set in order for NPCs to have inner thoughts, and the changes in players' moods cannot be accurately determined.

Therefore, what the system adopts is the "uncompelled and heartfelt confession" or "absolute behavior judgment." As for what standard comes from the heart, and where does the absoluteness come from, that is the observer's problem.

Although a considerable part of what Pars said on the ground to trust Roland was forced by the situation, Roland himself did not force him. And he did have a good impression of Roland who appeared at the most critical moment like the rain - at least temporarily. In this case, the observer judges that he "expressed trust in Roland", and Roland's first task can be completed.

In fact, if Roland asked him to say, "I'm starting to like you a little bit" or "You are really beautiful, I want to have dinner with you tomorrow", etc., it can be judged as a success. While completing the first task by deception, Roland understood that his third task could not be completed by normal means.

So he listened intently to Parth's feeble words: "We are the fire-benders of the old order, we are the apostles of the new world, and from the fire we will bring news of new life--we will reduce the gods to ashes, and the will of man from rose from the ashes."

[You have obtained the relevant information about the Ashes, the inaugural task (2) is completed]

[You got new information about the job assignment—]

[The profession of Ashes is undoubtedly a small circle, and its contents include dangerous models such as unbelievers, godless people, heretics or lunatics. It is difficult for them to simply accept a stranger. In short, you must let these people get to know you quickly, and even if you can't chat and laugh with them, at least leave a clear impression on their hearts - no matter the means. 】

【You got a new job assignment】

[Inauguration Mission (3): Make more than 20 Ashes aware of your existence (0/20)]

very good.

"Ah, that's right. You're the real thing."

Roland said flatly, and controlled the vines in his sleeves to tightly bind the neck of the Ashes called Pars. Now that Roland has been arguing with him for so long, even if he is a Bronze Rank powerhouse, he will inevitably lose his body and become powerless at this moment.

However, experience cannot be wasted. Moreover, his clothes or body, and even the throwing axe inserted into his body at this moment, have their own uses.

In short, he couldn't escape, he couldn't die immediately, and he couldn't be discovered by others.

Besides, he has another use—

Roland used his mind to manipulate the vines to lift the young man up. Because the vines locked his throat and lifted it up with force, his face quickly turned red due to congestion, and turned from red to purple at a very fast speed.

At the moment when the young man's eyes fell on Roland's face, Roland clearly felt that the temperature of his upper body dropped a lot due to the sudden shock through the vines on his neck, his pupils dilated, and he opened his mouth to say something. He rolled his eyes and lost consciousness.

Physiological flight response?

Roland raised his eyebrows. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

His reaction gave Roland a lot of information. For example, these Ashes should know each other, or have some kind of ability to judge friends and enemies through vision.

As if catering to Roland's thoughts, a dark green light curtain flashed in front of his eyes—

[Inauguration Mission (3): Make more than 20 Ashes aware of your existence (1/20)]

After confirming that the system's count increased by one, Roland used the vines to remove the unconscious Pars' coat without hesitation, then took off his black robe and put on Pars' red robe, and finally put the black robe on. The robes were buried shallowly—just in case.

After thinking about it in the end, Roland slowly pulled out the axe that was still stuck in Pars's back, and ruthlessly cut the axe lightly at the damage with axe marks on his back.

Because there was no force, the axe only cut through a piece of muscle and stopped, but it also took away three points of health from Roland. Suddenly, Roland broke out in cold sweat.

Now Roland only has six points of life left. To be precise, if Roland does nothing, then he has twelve hours of life left. It's not surprising to say that it's still a breath away, even if the militiamen wielded a wooden stick with all their strength, it is possible to take Roland away directly.

But this time, he didn't scream or cry in pain, just trembling all over and cutting a cross wound on Pars' abdomen, and then putting the axe back into Pars's wound, he was silent for a bit during the whole process. Neither was issued.

In the horror between life and death, in addition to level and experience, Roland himself is also growing rapidly.