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Someone has come by the water of this pond! And this person can kill the mountain monster. Could it be that the envoy of the Holy Church took action personally?

Salin could think under the water, but Cang Hong and others could not. Everyone came to the surface, and Salin had to follow. Seeing the corpse of the mountain monster, Cang Hong was also a shrewd person, knowing that the danger had not decreased, but increased.

Climbing ashore, Cang Hong came to the head of the Kaishan Monster. The head cut off by the sharp blade was taller than his body. What kind of weapon would this cause such terrifying damage?

Sword Saint!

Cang Hong's heart trembled. For him, the sword saint was even more terrifying than the great magician. Because the great magician was rare, the number of sword saints was much higher. Generally speaking, if mercenaries do not go to harass near the magic tower, it is difficult to have any entanglements with the great magician, let alone the magician. However, there will be sword saints in the mercenary group above level seven.

The sword saint's sword energy can withstand the power of magic and can also attack outside the body like magic. The most terrifying thing is that after becoming the bronze sword saint, the sword saint can fly briefly.

The head of the mountain monster was cut off by the sword saint, and it is definitely not a magician!

Salin also walked over and walked around his head. He saw a big hole in the back of the mountain monster's head. It was obvious that the magic core had been taken away. Naris secretly spit out more than twenty magic cores the size of a finger and stuffed them into her waist. Anyway, the owner's pocket was already full, so he wouldn't care about this little thing.

"Canghong, let's break up here, don't go to your remains." Salin said.

Salin didn't want to continue to get entangled with Cang Hong. The trip was rewarding a lot. Now that they are separated, whoever is found by the people of the Holy Church is considered unlucky. Everyone will have their destiny.

Cang Hong naturally understood this truth. He nodded and said nothing. Salin took off the metal kettle around his waist and handed it to Cang Hong. The kettle was filled with a pot of repair water. Salin threw away the remaining magic potions and the materials he bought at Didips. This metal kettle was the only thing he could help Cang Hong.

The time inside the temple seemed to be different from the progress outside. It was evening, and the sunset was on the edge of the horizon, illuminating the plains orange and exuding heat, not like the late autumn of the chaotic swamp at all.

Xika smiled and waved to Canghong and Sarah, diluting many emotions of separation.

"Master Meilin, thank you for your care during this period." Sarah bowed to Salin and pulled Cang Hong away first. Salin looked at the backs of the two of them in the setting sun, and couldn't tell what it felt.

The two sides did not have a long time to contact, and they were not even friends. They just experienced several life-and-death battles together, but in the end, they did not tell others their real name. This feeling made Salin's mood inexplicably subside.

Do you want to hide forever? Count Su Fangsuo's threat may not be as great as the Holy Holy Church, but as long as the earl's hatred is not eliminated for a day, I will not be able to return to my hometown for a day. I wonder how the teacher is doing and will it entangle the troubles I bring.

"Owner……"

"Okay, let's go, Nalis, you should learn some common words in the mainland." Salin interrupted Nalis and walked in another direction. Cang Hong and others chose the south, and Salin was heading southeast. The Qinin Empire was the southeast. If you walk out of the chaotic swamp, you will first arrive at the Principality of Phoenix.

The Principality of Phoenix belongs to the Qinin Empire, with a small area and borders the chaotic swamps. As long as you reach the Principality of Phoenix, it is basically equivalent to entering the protection scope of the Qinin Empire. People from the Holy Holy Church dare not enter and exit at will.

Salin and others also left, and on the other side of the pool, five figures appeared. The young man in white robe was the deacon named Picasso.

"It's interesting, we actually saved these heresy."

Picasso's words made the four samurai look gloomy. If this is passed back, even if the God Envoy protects him, his good days will come to an end. He either throws him into the Yunliu Empire as a spy, or is sent to the referee to see a cell.

"You know how to be afraid. If you are afraid, don't say a word about what happened today. Go and chase those two mercenaries, and I will deal with the magician." Picasso said, regardless of his subordinates' opinions, stepped into the air and walked in the air, quickly disappeared from the sight of the four Holy See warriors.

Picasso was shrouded in divine light, and the people were walking higher and higher in the air, and his speed was amazingly fast. His white divine robe was whispered under the wind, and he did not deliberately use divine light to protect his clothes.

As he moved forward, Salin suddenly felt alert, paused suddenly, and turned around. The plain behind him was empty, and even the shadow of the monster could not be seen.

"The interesting magician can actually feel my existence!" Picasso had already arrived above Salin and others, suddenly no longer controlled the divine light, and the sky suddenly brightened, as if the sun was rising again.

Salin immediately inspired the invisible shield on the magic robe to resist the fire ring. Now his family is rich and he doesn't care about the consumption of the magic core.

"Who is it? Come out!" A white light flashed between Salin's fingers, and a level one magic was ready.

Picasso slowly walked down from the air, dissipated the divine light, looked at Salin seriously, without saying a word. The young magician was younger, cautious and powerful than he thought. But that was only for his age. How could he kill Priest Cosyn at this level?

The little demon Neris had an instinctive disgust towards the believers of God, but she was very smart and knew that she was not the opponent of the young man, so she looked frightened and hid behind Salin. Shika looked cold and took off her weapon from behind and held it in her hands. Yu Salin stood side by side, waiting for Salin's orders.

"Why chase me?" Salin was not impulsive. The other party could move in the air, at least at the level of a seventh-level professional. If he knew magic, he was also a magician above level six. He was tied to Shika and was not an opponent. He used first-level magic as a way to show off, but actually reminding this guy from the Holy See that he did not threaten him.

"It's not me chasing, it's you escaping." Picasso said calmly, as if he was saying something natural. In addition to gentleness and humility, his young face also had a kind of charm. When he spoke, it seemed as if he was your friend, revealing his heart to you.

Salin was speechless. If he hadn't killed the people from the Holy See, there was no need to avoid this person. The people in the Holy See were not ogres, and most of them were easy to talk to. This man in the white robe told the essence of the matter in one word. He could not chase him, but Salin had to escape.

"Young mage, can I know your name?" Picasso always looked polite when speaking to outsiders, but it was also irresistible.

"Sarin."

Salin said his name, and he felt so awkward.

"So, Master Salin, I want to ask you for a favor. I have a companion named Cossian. I don't know who killed me. Can you tell me who did it?"

Salin really wanted to say three words that I don’t know, but the other party was probably the White Deacon of the Holy See, a seventh-level professional, and he would definitely be able to predict. This is a more powerful ability than detecting lies. If you lie, the other party will clearly distinguish it.

Is this the power of the deacon of the Holy See? Facing him, he can't even lie!

"It seems to be related to you." Picasso sighed regretfully.

"Can I bribe you?" Salin said something that surprised Picasso. Salin made the word bribe with confidence, and his eyes were clear, without any sense of shame.

"I didn't kill that priest, I just happened to pass the same path." Salin pondered the words and tried to have no loopholes. His mind was running quickly and continued, "I was hired to explore a ruin. In the cave, I saw with my own eyes that priest Cosyen was killed by a demon spider. I just took his things. If you don't hold me responsible, I'm willing to tell you the address of the ruin."

"In the Scriptures, bribing the deacon is a serious crime." Picasso said calmly. He did not show murderous intent from beginning to end, but Salin's heart was even more nervous than meeting a mountain monster.

"That's the remains of the Second Dynasty, what you call the blasphemy."

"Oh? The ruins of the Blasphemy dynasty can be used to atone for sins. Master Salin, do you know the specific address of the ruins?" Picasso concealed the joy in his heart. This time he came to the chaotic swamp, in fact, to find this ruins.

Lord Farka has sent a lot of people, so he must find the ruins before other envoys know about this. However, the chaotic swamp terrain is complicated, and even he cannot guarantee that he will search for all places before the beginning of winter. It doesn’t matter whether this little magician kills or not. As long as he is the first to find the ruins, Lord Farka will give him a proverb and he will be promoted soon.

"So that's the deal?" Salin's heart also raised to his throat. He, Shika and the little demon, had no resistance in front of this white deacon.

"It's a deal, but how do I trust you?" Picasso said to Salin with a smile.

"Do you have a map? I'll point it to you. For you, the ruins are not far away. If what I said is fake, you have enough time to catch up and kill me. If the ruins are real, you will be too lazy to pay attention to me, the little mage, right?" Salin wanted to pretend to be stupid, but Picasso was so clear that he could only go straight.

"It's right, but if I leave the chaotic swamp, I will not admit this. If I accidentally encounter you, I will still arrest you for trial. If you resist, I may kill you on the spot."

Picasso said, taking out a map from his sleeve. The thin map spread out smoothly in the wind, without even a trace of fluctuation. Salin smiled. There was no need for the other party to show off his strength. He only wanted to escape from danger immediately and would not point out a wrong place.

Looking for the map Canghong showed him from his memory, Salin began to mark Picasso's map with his fingertips. Drops of acid appeared on his fingertips, corroding a clear line on the map.

"That's the way." Salin retracted his finger and asked, "Can we go?"
Chapter completed!