The towering Death Mountain Mountains blocked the entire north from Rhodes' perspective.
Its height cannot be seen even with the eyes of his soul, its length is said to be several thousand miles, and its width ranges from fifty to hundreds of miles.
This huge mountain range traverses the earth and becomes the dividing line between two continents - the gray earth continent in the south and the dead earth continent in the north.
Guardian Lilivi once told them when teaching them how to cook monsters that if it were not for the Dead End Mountains, the Trorian Kingdom would soon be destroyed by the monsters on the dark plains. Those terrifying beings on the plains would not
It will allow the kingdom to survive until the second round of sunrise.
Therefore, the Dead End Mountain Range is the kingdom’s most important northern barrier.
The main structure of the stone workshop is inside the mountain. There is only a larger platform-like building outside. A large number of square stones are piled next to the platform, waiting for transportation by vehicles.
The dim firelight was projected from the inside of the mountain, and long shadows were dragged out by a large number of levers, iron frames, and mechanical lifting platforms. Black mist rolled not far away, intruding into the firelight from time to time, making everything look very strange.
Tranquility.
As soon as the two guards on the platform saw the light group approaching, they immediately rushed back to report the news.
The workshop owner, Les, rushed out with a large group of foremen to greet Rhodes and Mavis.
Les had a round bald head, and his facial features looked very happy. His eyes wandered between the two of them for a moment, and he immediately determined that Rhodes was the leader. He rushed up to hold his hand and started to cry.
Rhodes was dressed like a very mature adult. He patted Les's bald head gently and said with a steady smile: "Don't be afraid, we are here, you will be safe."
"Really?" The bald man raised his head and asked with tears in his eyes.
Rhodes forcefully swallowed what he was about to spit out. Brother, if you are not a beauty, why don’t you act like a beauty?
"Of course, who doesn't know the name of our Great Withering Knell?"
Baldhead had obviously never heard of it, but he was infected by Rhodes' aura and felt a little calmer.
Next, he introduced in detail what happened in the past few days.
The Stone Workshop is a stone processing workshop established in the easternmost part of the Dead Mountains. Its main job is to collect raw stones from within the mountains and process them into building stones for defense through a variety of processes.
One of the processes involves immersing the original stone in a solution containing the ashes of a specific monster.
But since three days ago, this place has been attacked and destroyed. The monster that suddenly appeared not only killed the workers, but also swallowed part of the solution.
Since the main structure of the entire workshop is inside the mountain, it can only be considered to be a monster like an evil spirit.
Two reinforcement teams came, but no trace was found, so they were forced to hire hunters to solve the problem.
"Okay."
Rhodes said confidently.
"Leave it to me, let all the workers get out, and I will find the evil spirits and kill them immediately."
The bald man thanked me profusely, and before leaving, he kept saying that as long as this hidden danger could be eliminated, he would agree to any request.
Rhodes didn't take it seriously at first, but Mavis stopped him.
"Do you have a puppet stone?"
Bald Les' expression suddenly turned gloomy. He immediately dismissed the foreman beside him and lowered his voice and said, "Hunter, to be honest, the quality of the stone here is poor and we cannot mine so much." Mavis said calmly: "I want a whole portion."
Under the dim light, Bald Les' expression looked ferocious for a moment, but he quickly recovered.
"You are hired by me."
"We can declare the mission failed."
"Other hunters will come."
"No, most hunters go to the front line to resist the black tide. The remaining hunters will not take on such a troublesome task. The guardian of the defense zone is also very busy. It will take a long time to disturb him with your little thing."
The bald man was silent for a long time, and Rhodes noticed that he was looking at him, obviously testing the relationship between them.
Rhodes immediately took a step closer and stood shoulder to shoulder with Mavis, showing their unbreakable friendship.
"Okay."
Bald Les gritted his teeth and said.
"If you can eliminate this hidden danger in one day, I will give it to you."
Mavis said calmly: "It's a deal."
Bald Les left with a gloomy expression.
Rhodes looked at her with interest and asked, "Is this considered blackmail?"
Mavis said calmly: "No, half of this ghost is his own fault. When encountering such a thing, it is normal to ask for extra compensation."
"Did he create the monster?"
"No, he didn't want monsters to appear, but he was too careless and left too much black precipitate in the soaking solution of the stones, thus attracting some ghosts."
"Oh."
Rhodes quickly understood that the rocks on the mountain had existed in the black mist for tens of millions of years, and even inanimate materials had suffered a certain amount of erosion.
The soaking solution is used to wash away these corrosive substances.
These corrosives probably have some illegal uses and also have some side effects. This bald man was greedy for money, which led to the tragedy.
"This kind of person should go to the Internal Affairs Tribunal."
Mavis said calmly: "He will go in, that's why he is so anxious to ask someone to deal with it. If the situation is more serious, he will be sentenced to death."
The black death penalty means putting people in a cage, sending them into the black mist to be infected and corrupted into monsters, and then being pulled back into the fire and burned to ashes.
Erasing a person's identity and dying as a monster is Trorian's most severe punishment, and even many doomsday believers are unwilling to accept it.
Rhodes smiled: "Then I really need to give him a good deal. Mavis, do I get a share?"
Mavis looked at him with her light silver eyes, as if frost and snow were gathering in her eyes.
"Hey, hey, what do you want to do?" Rhodes took two steps back warily, "I advise you not to think wrongly, you can't control my power, and you will die as soon as I take action."
Mavis lowered his eyes and said softly: "I can give you my share of salary."
Rhodes smiled and said: "Then it's settled. Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you. I will take care of this matter. You don't need to take action."
Mavis said nothing and stood aside.
"Hmph."
Rhodes came to the center of the soaking place, and he had never been so confident as now.
"Now, let you see the top detective skills and logical reasoning and deductive thinking of the famous detective Sauron."
Snap.
Rhodes pressed the ground with one hand and opened the Book of the Past.
He quickly dismissed the time from three days ago, and fast forwarded at twenty times the speed, quickly finding the moment when the attack occurred.
What surprised Rhodes was that it was not his usual evil spirit, but a shining liquid mist. It had a human form and trailed a long trail when it moved, and could pass through the human body. The person who was penetrated seemed to be poisoned, holding his throat and vomiting desperately, until he vomited out the internal organs of Sticky Lake.
The entire place was quickly obscured by the dispersing fog. After absorbing all the solution, the fog-like monsters would choose to leave from the southwest. Although the fire in the stone workshop was weak, it also had a strong inhibitory effect on the monsters.<
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Most monsters will instinctively avoid fire and stay out of its range.
Unless something attracts it or angers it.
Rhodes opened his eyes, stood up, tried his best to recall what he had learned about monsters, and quickly found the corresponding target.
Mist demon.
This is a very cruel monster. Most of them are born in swamp environments. They are good at concealment, hiding and attacking. The outer layer has no fixed shape. The mist clouds that make up the body are highly poisonous. Their precise control of spiritual energy is their key.
Instinct, can travel to the spirit world, but cannot stay in the spirit world for too long, otherwise it will melt into pure spiritual energy.
The superior knight Hayate explained in detail how to cut it with a physical long sword. The weakness of the fog demon is under its ribs. When it finds that the poison is ineffective, it will try to attack with its long claws. At this time, it will expose its human form.
If it has a weak point, use the tip of the sword to cut it along the diagonal line in the depression under the rib, and you can kill it with the minimum force.
Rhodes told Mavis about his findings in detail.
The latter raised his wide-brimmed hat for the first time, and there was an unexpected look in his light silver eyes.
Rhodes smiled and said: "How is it? Are you shocked? Call me big brother and listen, and I will tell you how I found out."
Mavis lowered the brim of her hat again. Although she was wearing a scarf, judging from her expression, this aloof lady seemed to curl her lips.
Rhodes doesn't care either, as long as he hunts more monsters quickly, he will become a real big brother.
Hey hey hey.
Rhodes chased the mist monster along its escape path.
The Book of the Past can detect a range of sixty yards around him, as long as he uses it once every sixty yards.
The mist demon flew out through the mountain wall, and Rhodes went around the stone workshop to continue tracking. They easily climbed up the steep mountain wall and found the wandering mist demon on a larger gentle slope.
In Rhode's sight, its soul is like a mist that is constantly changing its shape. The waveform of the soul is broad and long, like a sea tide, and its spiritual energy fluctuations are not obvious, proving that it is still in a calm state.
This is what Teresa taught him.
The golden Valkyrie is also a superb scout. Although her spiritual vision is not as exaggerated as Rhodes, it is still at a very high level.
Her skills and experience far exceed those of Rhodes. While being continuously trained by her, Rhodes also acquired many very useful skills.
This is also one of the sources of Rhodes' current confidence.
"Stop."
Rhodes stretched out his hand to stop his companion, carefully observed the enemy, and quickly judged it from the subtle disturbances in its soul waveform and psychic operation.
This is a ferocious monster.
The rank may be between elementary and intermediate levels, and the psychic strength is about 80 thousand moments.
According to Trorian's tactical principles, a well-prepared team with a total psychic strength of more than 20 thousand moments can try to hunt this monster.
If targeted soul characteristics exist, the total strength can be reduced to 10 thousand moments.
The psychic strength of monsters usually far exceeds that of humans, but humans have wisdom. If we only match our opponents based on their psychic strength, there will be a huge gap in Trorian's defense.
"You stand here and don't move."
Rhodes ordered.
"I'll buy some oranges... I'll clear away the disturbance nearby. When I hunt the monster later, you can help me tie it up appropriately, but don't be brave. If there's danger, get away immediately. Uh, you are
What sequence? I forgot to ask, sorry, the process is still a bit unfamiliar."
Mavis didn't look mocking at him, and his tone was always calm.
"The spirit-giver of fire, ice."
"...Oh, oh, spiritual fire, don't use written language, your characteristic is ice? This is rare. It is said that it was an unknown characteristic in the past and was very taboo. You are very lucky in this era..." Rhodes tried his best to play the role of a captain, even though he only had one team member.
Mavis didn't speak in silence. A cold lady also has the advantage of being cold, at least she won't talk back. But this lady was even better. She didn't look impatient, nor did she roll her eyes or turn away.
Him.
Rhodes gave her a thumbs up in his heart, turned around and walked towards the corpses wandering nearby.
These weak, unleveled monsters didn't even let him draw his gun. He only used a few graceful sliding moves and a few swift punches to eliminate them.
The strange experience of killing a monster head-on for the first time once again strengthened Rhodes' confidence.
He felt that as long as time passed, the golden Valkyrie could only be pressed and rubbed beneath him.
"Humph, the time has come to test my training results."
Rhodes took out his spirit gun, loaded the spirit-sealing bullets, and held the thunder stone.
"Die!"
Bang!
The spirit-sealing bullet crossed a white line and shot toward the ferocious monster wandering in the air.