Blood of Mercury

"—you're not a blighter at all!"

The pale-faced young man shouted in an almost shrill voice, as if to call in the person outside the door.

But the blighter in the black robe let out a contemptuous low smile: "Don't struggle... Since I know you are a priest, I won't give you any chance to come back."

The young man with dry and yellow hair flinched.

As the **** in the black robe said, he shouted, but no one responded to this inn with almost no sound insulation ability...

Wouldn't it be this guy who went crazy and killed all the people in the hotel...

No matter how he made the whole inn couldn't hear him shouting so loudly, but faced with a daring Druid who dared to pretend to be a blighter in Kalar, he could only think that this guy was a lunatic.

Fighting against a lunatic, no matter whether he wins or loses, obviously he won't get better.

Cowardly before fighting.

Therefore, the first divine spell he threw out was not the corruption spell that he often used.

Corruption is the most common divine spell used by priests of the **** of corruption and disease. Every tens of seconds, a judgment based on physical attributes will be made. If you fail to pass, part of the strength and physical sensitivity attributes will be temporarily deducted, and the ability of other divine arts will be enhanced, which is a very common low-level divine arts.

But he knew that as long as he was not a blighter, even a druid of the black iron rank could learn the divine art of rejuvenation, removing the effects of curses and diseases below the third rank.

Therefore, the moment he saw Roland's emerald green vines, he gave up the idea of ​​using the decay technique.

Not only is the problem of wasting divine power, but the more serious problem is that you will lose the first move.

When a clergyman faces an ignorant enemy, the most important thing to do is to take the lead first, and then take the time to strengthen himself and weaken the enemy.

But in the domain of the God of Corruption and Disease, there is no controlling low-level magic. It's just too hard to get a head start with a Druid in this situation.

Years of fighting experience taught him how to deal with it.

Since he was sure that his first mover would basically be lost, and that the weakening divine spell would likely be dispelled by the Druid, the pale young man had a bold idea.

——Why don't you try an instant death technique first.

No matter what, at least I won't lose. If the instant death technique really works, it's a profit.

As an evil side priest close to the bronze rank, he does not lack instant death spells like the good priests of the same level.

Among the two kinds of death spells, suffocation and fear of dying - Constitution check and Will check, he decided to choose suffocation after a little consideration.

After all, he is a Druid, and his will attribute is obviously much higher than his physique.

Under his surprised gaze, a filthy dark green aura flashed across Roland's body.

——This means that the magic trick has succeeded!

Under his gaze, he found that the figure wrapped in the black robe suddenly covered his throat and struggled uncontrollably. In more than a minute, the movements of his limbs gradually became weak and stiff, and then slowly fall down.

He breathed a sigh of relief. He watched with a little vigilance for several seconds. The black robe that collapsed on the ground didn't move.

As a priest of the evil god, his years of experience of hanging out in an impossible zone made him unable to rest his mind, so he waved his hand and found a cloud of dark green transparent light—

—Second-class negative energy shock!

The negative energy impact sank into Roland's chest without any hindrance, but it was like hitting a stone, and there was no reaction at all.

Seeing this, the pale and decayed young man relaxed a little.

Probably dead.

It is impossible for any life to wailing after being hit by a negative energy impact - he can still clearly remember the decaying nova released by his mentor to all believers back then.

It was already a degenerated negative energy nova, but he still can't forget the pain of peeling off the flesh and bones. Even the undead cannot ignore the damage of negative energy - they act in the world, relying on vitality.

Negative energy is the enemy of all life, without exception. Even the undead cannot escape the category of life.

And the suffocation technique did take effect, and that dark green divine aura was the proof.

Although the time to take effect seems to be a bit fast - and in order not to be replaced by the last blow of the "Blighter", he didn't even dare to approach Roland during the five minutes of the suffocation technique.

Being able to kill all the people in the inn quietly, this kind of strength can definitely kill him easily. He was just a little black iron rank priest. He was just about to break through the wall and jump off the building to escape, that is, it was a great surprise that the death spell could take effect.

It can only be said that Ke Lanwo blesses him.

After confirming that the blighter was dead, this undead born from a young body stepped forward, wanting to see what kind of madness this madman who dared to pretend to be blighter in the kingdom of Caral could grow into.

So he squatted down and lifted the hood of the black robe.

"This is…"

The young man couldn't help holding his breath.

Even though it was slightly twisted due to suffocation, it did not shake the beauty of that face at all.

He has never seen such a delicate girl—yes, it can only be described as delicate.

As far as the five senses are concerned, it is only the rank of an ordinary noble lady, and it is even inferior to that of a lustful demon. The figure is even more thin, giving people a green feeling.

But the most conspicuous thing is that white to almost transparent skin. Like a sick and weak girl who hasn't been out for a long time, she has a sickly fair complexion. But because of his extraordinary physique, this weakness not only did not make the skin dry and rough, but made it more crystal clear.

Suddenly, he remembered where he seemed to have seen this face. This kind of face like Su Ze's puppet is absolutely impressive and cannot be replicated.

But the face was too familiar, and for a while he couldn't remember where he saw it.

correct! That is…

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Dumbly looked down, but found a scarlet thorn nailed to his chest, as if swallowing his blood, the dark red light flickered.

It's not dead yet!

The young priest cursed secretly, and planned to stretch out his hand to break the neck of the girl who was still lying on the ground. The feeling of pity and cherishing jade may appear in a person like a knight, but it will never flash even once from a person like him.

But just when he was about to implement his idea, he was horrified to find that he was completely unable to act. An inconspicuous but growing numbness spread from his chest throughout his body.

When this paralysis is strong to a certain extent, I am afraid that the heart will also be paralyzed.

That does not work-

will die-

He immediately realized this.

As if mocking him, the black-robed girl who was hit by the secondary negative energy impact on her chest climbed up, and she lightly brushed the dust off her body.

"Hasn't your mother taught you water breathing to perfectly restrain suffocation, vacuum bubbles and other instant death techniques?"

A voice as hoarse as a crow but with a certain elegance came from behind him.

Then, he felt that something soft and tough was slowly entangled in his neck, and then something like a fluid was drawn out of the body in large quantities.

Unlike his slow-acting suffocation technique, in less than three seconds, he felt his eyes flash and his whole body was weak.

With just one touch of mistletoe, Roland almost drained the life force of this evil **** priest. Even if the undead are immortal, they will be completely incapable of moving for a few months.

It was only a second-class negative energy shock, and Roland's health had just dropped by a third.

Before the opponent's magic technique could be used, the Ashes Disciple's magic vision had already prompted Roland what magic technique the opponent would use next.

Roland, who was sure that the opponent could not kill him with a single blow, was not worried at all that he would be seen through his suspended animation by the opponent.

Because the suffocation technique did take effect, that aura is the proof.

Moreover, the divine art of water breathing is very rare. Except for the Druid surnamed Bai Que and the priest of the deep sea girl who have such divine art, no one has the possibility of possessing this divine art. Roland had no doubt that the other party did not know that breathing in water could restrain the suffocation-type instant death technique.

Roland then allocated the experience gained to the profession of the Ashes, and raised the level of the first-class Ashes. Then, he immediately tore the undead's clothes, dismantled all possible interlayers, and searched for his trophies.

Ever since Roland discovered that this foreigner priest believed in Kelanwo, the **** of decay and disease, in the field of magic, he immediately realized that the job-transfer tool for the death crow might not be a legend, but a real existence.

Other than that, the realm of this **** alone is very interesting.

Whether it is decay, decay, or disease, all of them have something to do with the long-sleeping mentor. In this case, the priest of Kelanwo should have relevant information about the transfer of the death crow-

"...Sacred emblem, plague bottle, and septicemia?"

Roland frowned and looked at what was found from him.

If you want to talk about it, the other two things other than the holy emblem must have something to do with the long-sleeping mentor. But these two items were exclusively used by Ke Lanwo's priests, and it was useless for Roland to ask for them.

Not to mention the plague bottle that stores the plague - all the crows who accuse death use their own bodies to store the plague, and they don't need this "peripheral" at all.

And the blood sugar... the only use of this thing is to murder children. Once the blood of the whole body is eaten, the blood of the whole body will be irreversibly corrupted and deteriorated, and eventually the blood of the whole body will dry up and die.

But this thing is actually a failure. No matter how difficult the saving throw of its effect is, the fact that it has no infectious ability does not meet Ke Lanwo's requirements, not to mention that a few people who need to be assassinated will eat candy handed by a stranger.

...Wait, hypoglycemia?

Roland raised his eyebrows, as if thinking of something.

If he guessed correctly, this thing is somewhat useful.

But in any case, this kind of thing with five or six silver coins on the black market is impossible to be associated with the job transfer tool of the death crow...

【I say! I say! In the sewer of Simon! I didn't move anything but his money! The money is here—]

"...No!"

Roland's pupils shrank instantly, and the last words of the passer-by echoed in his ears.

He remembered what he had forgotten!

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No...Two shifts a day now Ten Xian's body can't take it anymore.

It takes more than three hours of injections every day, and there is not much time to update - we don't know how many of our readers are studying medicine. It seems that we are going to have an injection called Levoxon, and a dozen is two bottles. I can't adjust it too fast or my whole body will hurt...

Let's wait until we feel better. At the latest, there will be two more updates after it is on the shelves at the latest... After all, we still want to eat all the time.

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