The Descendants of Wudang In Another World

Zhang Hao hurriedly read the content of the mission and was shocked. More than one hundred bodies of the regular troops of the Torres Neutral Nations were found on the border of the Elf Forest to the west. The time of death should have been last night. From the trauma point of view, they were all killed. The sharp short weapon was killed, the soul was drawn, and the magic used was suspected to be the "spiritual sublimation" of the elves.

Isn't this situation the same as the tragedy in Windmill Town? Could it be that the tragedy in Windmill Town was not done by Grayskin Elf, but by someone else? Zhang Hao had a bad premonition. He walked back to his seat and picked up the heavy sword. Mitia walked over at this time, with a trace of worry on his cold face: "The spirit is sublimated. Associated."

Zhang Hao was even more worried: "I always feel that we humans, elves, seem to have fallen into a certain whirlpool, Mitia, do you have magical communication here?"

"Yes, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Hao put his arms around his chest and thought for a while, and said, "In my name, copy a copy of this task and send it to the Demon Blood Twin Wolf. By the way, you must have heard of the Demon Blood Twin Wolf."

"Of course I have heard that Samshen and Zint, two alternatives among the nobles of the Torres neutral country." As an intelligence spy arranged in the'Fragrant Forest' among the Elves, she naturally knows these basic things: "It's just a copy. Copy? No need to specify anything else in the letter?"

"No need." The Demon Blood Twin Wolves are not fools, as long as a copy passes, they will naturally understand what is going on. Zhang Hao waved his hand, and then asked, "That's right. How much is a magic message?"

"A gold coin."

It's really expensive, but now he can't even care about the money issue. Zhang Hao took out the gold coin from Xujiezi and gave it to Mitia. He was about to leave, but the latter dragged his clothes and moved his mouth. Some blushed and said: "You have to be careful, and also. After you come back, you should tell me all the things happened, can you? This matter, after all, Xia Li is also related."

The previous sentence Mitia said about Zhang Hao was entirely from the perspective of a friend, because he had always had a bad face to Zhang Hao, so when he said this sentence. She herself felt a little embarrassed.

"This is really rare." The first time I saw Mitia blushing, Zhang Hao sighed twice, but seeing the female elf seemed to be angry again, he hurriedly said: "Take care of Xia Li, I'll go I'm looking at what happened." After finishing speaking, Mitia didn't react and ran away in a hurry.

The mercenary union is now in chaos, and the angry and anxious Torres neutral mercenaries have read the detailed mission content. A small group was formed temporarily, dropped a gold coin, did not even look for the remaining money, followed Zhang Hao, and rushed out of the "Fragrant Forest". Mitia looked at the suddenly empty union, and then at the gold coins left on the wine table. With a sigh, the gold coins on these tables add up to be equivalent to the previous month's income of the Fragrant Forest. However, although the money came easily, it did not make people feel happy at all.

After leaving the trade union, Zhang Haoyun took a light effort and left all the mercenaries far behind him. About half an hour later, he arrived at the place indicated by the task force. It was the edge of a densely shrubbed forest. Many corpses were scattered everywhere, and three elves in green vine armor patrolled the vicinity. Seeing someone coming, the three raised their long bows together, and one of the female elf asked: "Who are you and why are you here."

"Mercenary." Zhang Hao replied ill-tempered, and at the same time walked straight to a corpse, carefully observing the cause of death of the deceased. Sure enough, the deceased’s skin color was extremely pale, his wounds turned out, his body shrank, and he was obviously drained of blood, and the mission notice also said that the soul was extracted, and it was suspected of'spiritual sublimation'. The cause of death was obviously exactly the same as that of the deceased in Windmill Town. . He wandered among the piles of corpses for a while, not seeing the members of Hepra's small group, and he was a little relieved.

"It seems that they should have escaped this siege, but this time the trouble is huge." Zhang Hao saw his brows turned into Sichuan, and said to himself in Chinese: "I thought I was the only one. When I came to the Elf Forest to make trouble, I didn’t expect that there would be two or three forces. Is the real killer the group of weird people who set fire to the corpses? Or is there another force that we don’t know is lurking in the Elf Forest?"

After Windmill Town, I saw the corpses of more than a hundred people. Zhang Hao's mood was not very good, even a little bad, and he was not as polite to people as he used to be, and the elves have always been proud masters. , Beautiful appearance, elegant temperament, make them in the world of intelligent creatures, no matter when and where they will be at the center position, and now for the first time being ignored by'humans', the female elves feel very upset and feel that their self-esteem has been affected. Great harm.

The female elf who questioned Zhang Hao lowered the archer in her hand by a few points, and shot a long arrow at Zhang Hao’s feet. She yelled in common language: "Mercenary, report your nationality and purpose, otherwise, let’s go. It’s not as simple as a warning once."

Zhang Hao turned his head and glanced at the female elf who released the arrow, then turned back, and continued to check the state of the corpse. This behavior was already nakedly neglecting and disdainful. The elf who released the arrow became more and more angry. He drew an arrow and erased the front arrow vigorously, leaving the arrow shaft and tail feathers, and then set a bow and pulled the string, facing Zhang Hao's arm, just waiting to let go, the elf companion next to him rushed up and grabbed the bow in her hand. , Shook his head.

The two elves quarreled for a while in the Elf language that Zhang Hao couldn't understand, and finally the female elves letting arrows put away her longbow unconvincingly, went to sit down under a big tree, sulking.

Zhang Hao also knew the little movements of the two elves, but he didn't care, and continued to check the remains of the dead, hoping to find clues. After a while, the fallen mercenaries came scattered and scattered. Seeing the corpses of so many people in front of the plane, they shouted and cursed. Most of the mercenaries who were irritated and depraved accounted for most of them, and only a small part of rational mercenaries were suppressed. Staying with the anger in my heart, check the situation of the deceased with Zhang Hao.

After all, the mercenary world hides the dragon and the tiger. It didn't take much time to check the situation of the deceased. It was similar to what Zhang Hao finally got. The biggest doubt was the soul extraction magic: spiritual sublimation.

As the unique spiritual magic of the elven illusionist, spiritual sublimation has been famous in the war between humans and demons in the past, but now seeing regular soldiers from more than 100 countries in Torres neutral countries die in the hands of this kind of magic, the situation seems to be a little bit different. There was something wrong, and the spear was directed at the elves. Coupled with the windmill town tragedy a few days ago, the mercenaries of the Torres Neutral Nations have reached the highest point in history with regard to the nature of the elves.

"Mostly, it's the illusionist of the elven clan."

"More than one hundred regular troops. The blood is sucked dry, and the soul is decomposed by spiritual sublimation magic. How many illusions are needed to do this? The elves shouldn't do such a thing, maybe it is planted."

"In addition to the illusionists of the elves, there is that race that can afford so many illusions that can use spiritual sublimation magic?" This sentence refuted. The mercenaries who spoke for the elves immediately lost their language.

Although I feel that something is wrong, in any case, the elves are the most suspicious now. There are more than 30 mercenaries belonging to the Torres neutral country, and there are only three of the elves. They can feel that these humans are looking towards Their eyes are very unfriendly.

Zhang Hao is still looking for clues nearby. There are nearly 600 soldiers who came to Windmill Town to investigate the tragedy. At that time, they searched separately. The Demon Blood and Two Wolves took more than 100 people. Reginald took another 100 people back to Avalon to block the road. The Hepra team took more than 300 people to search west, and here There were only more than one hundred dead, that is to say. The Hepra team should have two hundred soldiers. Where did they go?

The surrounding ground was messy, but apart from the mercenaries later, there were no other people's footprints. There were more than 300 people, and no footprints were left. This is simply impossible. It is obviously that the traces have been erased by someone with a heart. Is it a slaughter or... an elf?

Or, the slayer is an elf? Zhang Hao raised his head. Looked between the three elves.

There was no murderous aura and blood on the three elves. People shouldn't be killed by them, but they may have erased the clues. After all, the elves first discovered that they had time to destroy the scene, but there was no evidence to prove this, and the elves also issued an S-level investigation mission.

Do it deliberately, want to cover it up? Or are they innocent?

Zhang Hao felt that his thoughts were gradually getting messed up. This was also helpless. He was just a martial artist, not a psychologist, let alone a criminal investigation expert. This was originally not his specialty.

If only Zint was here, maybe he could taste something from the soil. Zhang Hao stood up helplessly and gently rubbed his temples to relieve the groggy brain caused by excessive thinking for a while, and then a familiar voice came from his body: "Your Excellency, so you are here?"

Zhang Hao turned his head and was slightly surprised. Behind him stood the trio of warfare and animal husbandry who had made trouble in the trade union.

"Well, when I saw this task in the union, I came here." Zhang Hao is not a careful person~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Since the other party intends to fix it, of course he will not refuse, smiling and asking: "What about you guys? ?"

"We originally came for Windmill Town, but when we got there, the remains of all people in Windmill Town had been burned. Because of the official blockade of intelligence, we didn't know anything." The mage pointed at the soldier and said, "Pig Trollie, he has an old deceased who lives in Windmill Town and was murdered, so he is not in a good mood. Don't aim at that **** purpose, please forgive me!"

"Then you shouldn't." Zhang Hao smiled bitterly, "Xia Li, that is, the little girl you bullied. She is also a native of Windmill Town. She became like that because of the murder of her relatives... ,Ugh!"

"What, I thought she was a citizen of Avalon Town." The soldier was embarrassed and regretted: "When did Windmill Town have such a beautiful girl?"

"How long have you not been to Windmill Town." The pastor's companion asked curiously.

The soldier Piquet Rollier thought for a while, and slowly uttered two words: "Six years..."

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