Broad World

"Chop Suey! You'd better answer all the questions honestly, otherwise you will experience unprecedented pain right away. Don't challenge my patience, it has never been very good." Aberdell punched the priest hard, then took out a dagger and began to rub against him.

A crazy and distorted smile appeared on the face of the half-breed ogre. He recited the contents of the "Cyric Sutra" aloud, completely ignoring the fists that fell on his body and the dagger that cut his skin. Aberdell punched the guy in the face so hard it lasted for several minutes until all the teeth in his mouth fell out.

Danahel held back the Son of Baal who was going to continue to use violence. "Stop beating, it's useless at all. This person's soul has been completely affected by the "Cyric Sutra". Unless he is willing to speak, any torture or soul torture will be useless."

"Bah! You son of a bitch! I didn't expect that the man behind the scene after all the hard work was a believer of a mad god." Apodel kicked the prisoner fiercely, and then found a random place to sit down.

Jasila frowned and asked Henry: "What should I do, it looks like I can't get any decent information at all."

"Kill this half-breed ogre, he is useless now. By the way, search the desk and the box over there to see if you can find something." Henry said, pointing to the box beside him. If he remembered correctly, there should be two letters from Tazok contacting the half-blood ogre here.

Hearing Henry's words, Apodel stood up immediately, and chopped off the captive's head with a single sword strike. Others started rummaging around the boxes and tables, looking for anything suspicious. It didn't take long for Aimon to find two letters written in Common Language among a pile of spell scrolls. Jasira grabbed it and read it to everyone in a low voice.

"I have sent the kobolds and mineral toxins there. Your task is to infect all the iron ore in the entire mine. You must not let any miners notice, otherwise you will be besieged by Nasikai's garrison. My superiors have recently hired the Black Claw Mercenary Group and the Cold-Blooded Gang. These people are enough to intercept all iron ore caravans from the south and east. Don't make mistakes, I don't want to be distracted to deal with the mine. - Tazok."

"You are too slow to interfere with the progress of the iron mine! How could you be so stupid as to order your kobolds to kill the miners? Once you are found to be messing around in the mine, someone will soon interfere with the operation. If the current poor performance cannot be changed, I will replace you immediately. At the same time, the kobolds you requested cannot be dispatched, because we need more troops to stop the circulation of iron products nearby. Send the mineral toxin with this letter. If you have any other questions, please send a letter to my new contact in Belgost. Old Inn.—Tazok."

After reading the two letters, Jasira frowned. It's clear that things are going for the worst. This guy named Tazok is in charge of all the recent incidents. And according to what was mentioned in the letter, there is a person above him hiding behind the scenes and manipulating the whole situation.

Henry patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "Don't frown so tightly, at least we have found this contact person named Transzik. If we keep digging along this line, we will definitely be able to find the real mastermind behind the scenes."

"I'm not as optimistic as you. The letter mentioned that they are blocking the circulation of all iron products. Do you know how many people are needed to do this? At least 3,000 people!" Jasila waved his arms excitedly. "The guy who can make so many people work for him must not be an ordinary person. We must find him as soon as possible."

After listening to the analysis, Apodell clenched his fist and slammed it on the table. "I think this guy must have something to do with Golian's death. Maybe the attack that night was ordered."

After comforting the emotional son of Baal, everyone began to count the spoils. On the half-ogre, they found a large shield, a piece of chain mail, several bottles of healing potions, the emblem of the evil god Cyric, as well as a magic ring and a pair of magic boots. After the identification of spells, specific information was quickly obtained.

Boots of Conduction: "Gift of Talos"

Many years ago, Talos decided to inflict severe divine punishment upon a stronghold on the Starspire peninsula after a Stormbringer was brutally murdered. He decided to destroy the buildings with an earthquake, isolate the city with a tsunami, and kill the inhabitants with a storm. In order to pass on the divine punishment suffered by this city to future generations, he bestowed a pair of boots, and only the person who wore these boots could survive the disaster.

Much later, some adventurers who ventured into the ruined city in search of treasure found an old man driven mad by the sight of destruction and death all around him. The boots he wore carried the horrors of God's wrath far and wide.

Equipment capacity:

All lightning damage is deflected in half by the force field.

Ring of Holy Power: "Suny's Ring of Glory"

This ring is usually given to a Sune cleric who has shown compassion and sacrifice.

data:

Equipment capacity:

1st to 4th-level magic slots plus one

Two magic items, the boots were allocated to Aberdell, and the ring was handed over to Jasila under Henry's evasion. Because he already had a magic ring in each of his hands, wearing other magic rings would not work at all. Khalid took the shield, and the chain armor was cleaned and put on Minsk.

Aimon found some magic scrolls, a spell book, a package of spell-casting materials and a strange long sword while rummaging through the box. The reason why it is so strange is that as long as anyone holds the hilt, they will feel that the whole sword is extremely heavy. This weird phenomenon immediately aroused everyone's interest. Henry observed it and found that it belonged to the elf's forging process. He immediately released the last "identification technique" of the day, and only then did he get specific information.

Moon Blade:

This weapon was forged by the artisans of Myth Drannor. During the long process of choosing the king of Yongmeet Island, Moonblade played a supporting role. It will choose its own master, because it chose Xan to be his master, so no one else can use it. Anyone who tried to use the sword would find it too heavy to lift. This sword can improve the user's defense ability and fire resistance.

"Oh my God! It's actually a weapon with thoughts. But who is Sarn? It seems that there is no one else in this hole except us." Aimon touched the beautiful pattern on the sword and asked.

"I'm Sarn. If you're not busy, you'd better release me. I've had enough of these days. I'm faced with mud and rocks every day. I haven't seen the sun for many days." A voice from the depths of the cave shouted loudly.

Following the direction of the sound, everyone came to the depths of the cave. After walking a few steps, they saw an elf in a robe locked in a cage. His face was a little pale, and it seemed that he hadn't been in the sun for a few days. Henry walked over directly and opened the upper lock with a tapping technique. He handed over the spellbook, the spellcasting material pack, and the Moon Blade.

"I think these should be yours. Take them, and don't let these robbers catch them again."

Sarn performed a complicated elf etiquette, and he expressed his sincere thanks to everyone in a cadenced tone. After the introduction, everyone learned that this elf mage came from the Fortress of Afo Aksha. Sent to investigate strange happenings in the area, he was captured by half-blood ogres and held there for several weeks.

In order to satisfy Imoon's curiosity, Xan demonstrated how to use the Moon Blade. The moment he held the hilt in his hand, a deep blue flame suddenly burst out from the blade. Unlike normal red or orange flames. This blue flame has no heat, but emits bursts of cold air like ice cubes, and the surrounding torches are all extinguished.

Apodel glanced at the Moon Blade in the Elf's hand, then at Vascona on his waist, and sighed slightly. They are also magic long swords with similar power, but their looks are too different.

After getting acquainted with each other, they are going to rest for the night in this cave. After all, everyone was exhausted, and even now it was dark outside. Henry forcibly resisted the urge to leave immediately, because his spells were almost exhausted. If you don't take a good rest to recover your spell slots, it will be difficult to deal with some emergencies.

The bonfire was quickly lit, and a cauldron dedicated to adventurers was set up. Henry contributed some bacon and sausage, and Jaheira pulled out some dried mushrooms. The soup in the pot was slowly simmering, and everyone chatted without saying a word. Minsk got a piece of hard dough from nowhere, and he is sharing it with his good friend Boo Boo.

Dai Nahei walked up to Henry and asked in a low voice, "Do you believe in fate?" After she finished speaking, she secretly glanced at Apodel.

Henry looked up into her eyes for a moment, then shook his head with a smile. "It's hard to say. No one knows what fate is. It can't be seen or touched. I only believe in my own choice. It doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong if I don't get used to it."

Dai Nahei rubbed her forehead and sighed involuntarily. "Hey. I have a very bad premonition now, as if there is some danger waiting for us ahead. And you should also know the identity of the team leader. As a descendant of the God of Slaughter, his future road will be full of thorns."

"Finally I said it, I thought you would keep pretending not to know." Henry looked at the dark-skinned woman in front of him meaningfully. "If you don't mind, I want to ask a question."

Dai Nahei thought for a few seconds, then nodded. "Ask, if it doesn't involve too many secrets, I will answer truthfully." (To be continued.)