Chapter 308 Ultimate defense, story twists and turns, the gap
Seeing Gauguin riding the undead giant horse at Midnight Judgment and finally disappearing into the deep night, everyone in Olympus let out a sigh of relief.
To be honest, the Coffin Knight is one of the most terrifying enemies that everyone has faced so far. It is only slightly inferior to the great demon Carmondotlivos of the day. But on the other hand, Gauguin's profession
The level is still only "high-level", but it can suppress Naga. The siege of Earth Moradin and Blood Earl has given them an advantage, and they have several opportunities to kill their opponents. Such gaps and contrasts have deeply penetrated the "thorn"
"It reaches deep in the hearts of these "strong men" who are usually very proud of themselves.
"Staff officer, I'll leave the follow-up matters to you. Claudia, come with me."
Of course, Moriarty was aware of the depressed emotions and unwillingness of the people around him, but he didn't say much. After all, he still had to rely on himself to understand his own powerful path, so Moriarty didn't want to say anything in detail, because there was no need, so he just looked at them separately.
The old werewolf and the blood earl.
"Yes, Your Excellency." The old werewolf nodded, and turned to deal with various post-war chores of the legion. Today, Olympus's internal systems have been established, and Moriarty does not need to do everything himself. Naturally, there are
The chief officers of each line will take care of it.
On the other side, Claudia was not surprised when she saw Moriarty calling her name alone. She just hummed indifferently. However, it was the first time for the other mid-level officers in the legion to see the Blood Count, and they were still surprised by such a gesture.
A high-level undead actually became Moriarty's familiar. To this, everyone was both repelled and disgusted, but also excited and curious.
After leaving the town wall, Moriarty took Claudia back to the secret tavern.
"Tell me what happened with the withered robes. Since we have completely become enemies with the Holy Spirit Temple, there should be no needless concealment." He found a bar chair and sat down, Moriarty watched calmly.
The Blood Earl on the opposite side.
"Okay, as you wish." Seeing that the other party did not forcefully question her as a "master", but as an equal as a comrade in the trenches, Claudia felt much better, so she also spoke frankly.
The inside story about the Withered Robes and the Temple of the Holy Spirit.
It turns out that the earliest owner of the Wither Robe was also its creator, the undead hero "Shante". Legend has it that he was one of the three "original saints" of the Holy Spirit Temple. Correspondingly, the Wither Robe has become an important saint that has been passed down to this day in the Holy Spirit Temple.
Object. According to relevant records in the Necromantic Magic Association, the Wither Robe is a rare treasure with the "ultimate defense" attribute. Any undead of intermediate level or above can regress according to their professional level as long as they wear it.
At the cost of level four, avoid a fatal attack.
"Withstand the fatal attack!?"
Hearing such a "bizarre" description, Guderian, who had been drinking endlessly, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of Letes from his nostrils. He pointed at the Blood Earl and trembled. If what the other party said was true, then the Blighted Cult Robe would be the best for the undead.
An out-and-out "artifact", it can even be compared with those "treasure suits". As for the cost of regressing to the fourth professional level, it seems expensive. But it is not cheap.
"nonsense!"
Seeing the two water dragons dripping down from the dwarf's nostrils, Claudia felt that it was superfluous to save the dwarf before, and she might as well let Gauguin's sword light cut the dirty guy directly.
"Ultimate defense... That is the ultimate treasure that even the powerful Ji Dao can find. If there is such an 'artifact' in the Palace of the Undead, it should be held by the Ji Dao of the Undead. How could outsiders get it?" He waved his hand.
, let the dwarf wipe his face first, Moriarty asked the Blood Earl.
"Those old guys in the Holy Spirit Temple are all stupid. They only worship the holy objects left by the 'original saints' but never consider their actual use." Claudia shrugged contemptuously, as if she couldn't understand it.
The way some devout believers conduct themselves.
"Even if you just worship the 'cassock' as a sacred object, it must be closely guarded. Your skills are not enough to safely steal it."
"What do you mean 'my skills are not enough'!?" Seeing that Moriarty seemed to have a "disparaging look", the Blood Count was like a rabbit whose tail was stepped on, and he immediately yelled.
"Is there an internal connection? Or have we obtained top-secret information like a defense map?" Moriarty suddenly asked, ignoring Claudia's protest.
"how do you know!?"
The Blood Earl opened his mouth wide and then closed it tightly, but this reaction proved that Moriarty had expected it.
"...Okay, I did get the location map of the Wither Robes in the Holy Spirit Temple in advance, as well as the detailed information on the internal defense changes." After looking at each other for a moment, Claudia was finally defeated and honestly told the true story.
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"Who provided the information?"
Moriarty's eyes narrowed and he asked in a deep voice. The internal location map of a large religious temple is no less confidential and important than the defense map of a kingdom's strategic fortress. Except for a few giants at the top and a few managers,
The organizer should not be accessible to any outsider.
"I got it from a high-level human thief, 'Golden Finger'." Claudia looked at the other person's serious expression and said honestly: "But I don't know his name. I just occasionally found him in an underground auction.
They met and then exchanged information with each other."
"Golden Finger..." Moriarty shook his head gently.
In the Kingdom of Erathia, there are all kinds of professional thieves serving many nobles, chambers of commerce, legions, and even the royal family. It ranges from national intelligence to anecdotes about affairs between nobles, or stealing a certain business appraisal or inheritance certificate.
Etc., all belong to the "business scope" of thieves. Among them, the top one is the "Golden Finger". It is even said that the current butler of Queen Griffin is a "Golden Finger", so since his tenure, there have been many concerns about the royal family.
The information has never been seen in the underground market again.
However, no matter how powerful the "Golden Finger" is, Moriarty still does not believe that it has the ability to obtain the top secrets of the Holy Spirit Temple. This is not only because of the huge difference in absolute strength, but also because the Holy Spirit Temple is located in Dejia, and once any human being steps in, it will
It is tantamount to walking into a "ghost path". Not to mention wanton activities, even life safety is seriously threatened at any time.
"It's true." Seeing that Moriarty seemed unconvinced, the Blood Earl couldn't help but added.
"Well, let's not talk about that for now. How could you be caught in Dawn Fortress after you stole the Wither Robes?" Moriarty just nodded noncommittally and asked again.
"I have already told you this. Not long after I left the Holy Spirit Temple after getting the robe, I was discovered and hunted by the other party. And for some reason, not long after, the news spread throughout Dejia that the robe was missing, and there began to be rumors
Other strong men joined in the pursuit of me. It is unthinkable that even if I don’t dare to return to the Wisteria family, I can only leave Dejia as soon as possible."
"Why not go to Aveili instead of risking your way through Dawn Fortress?"
Moriarty thought very quickly and immediately asked again. Because compared with the northern fortress of the kingdom, which has a strong military force and a large concentration of strong men, there is only a continuous mountainous area between Dejia and Aveili, which is suitable for dexterous professionals like the Shadow Assassin.
Advance covertly.
"Humph, you think I don't want to!" Claudia seemed to be furious about this: "But I don't know what happened at that time, any road leading to the northern elf area was guarded and patrolled by powerful undead, and there was no loophole.
On the contrary, the inspection in the direction leading to the human border in the south is quite lax. In comparison, I can only try to cross the defense zone of Dawn Fortress in the south..."
"But as soon as you cross the border, there will be a high-level light priest leading many knights waiting. He even holds an item with powerful sacred power in his hand, and he will easily capture you." This time, no waiting.
After the Blood Earl finished speaking, Moriarty took the initiative to give an ending to the story.
"Yes." Claudia nodded, looking frustrated.
"Tchaikov, what do you think of this story?" Moriarty thought for a moment, then turned to look at Naga standing aside.
"I don't know, but the plot is twisty enough." Tchaikov shrugged, indicating that he had no love for this. At this time, his injured ribs had been cleaned with healing agents and covered with Brakada's standard military medical tape.
Bandage, strong physique, the wound quickly began to close.
"Yes, the twists and turns are so amazing." Moriarty smiled, but stopped there, and then looked at the Blood Earl: "I have basically understood what happened before. So, as long as you don't leave Egypt in the future,
Lasia, even if you come to the Holy Spirit Temple, it will be difficult to send a strong man like Gauguin to cross the border to snipe you."
"I hope." Claudia nodded indifferently, and then smiled maliciously: "But this time you killed Helene, maybe some fanatical Death believers will sneak in to avenge their priests.
.You have to be careful.”
"To correct you, it was the undead priest you killed. So you should be careful." Moriarty ignored him and refuted directly.
"You!" Claudia didn't expect the other party to be so clear about it, and she couldn't help but feel resentful. But the fact was that it was really like this. Who let her take the last chance?
"Also, how do you deal with your parent, the Marquis of Wisteria? Helena seems very sure that the 'Blood Marquis' will come to you?" Moriarty asked again.
According to the professional level, the Blood Marquis is already at the extreme level. He leads a powerful vampire family and his strength is definitely impressive.
"Hmph, let me correct you. I'm not looking for me, I'm looking for you!" As if retaliating, Claudia glanced at the other party angrily: "Since you dare to let a blood count be your magic pet, you must be mentally prepared.
Bear the wrath of a Blood Marquis. If you can't bear it, wait until you become a 'human being'."
"A 'visit' from the Blood Marquis?" Moriarty just smiled at such a threat and asked: "Compared with Gauguin, how much better is your Blood Marquis?"
"this…"
She didn't expect Moriarty to make such a comparison at all, and Claudia couldn't help but be stunned. Then, the mountainous figure of the Coffin Knight and the sharp pale sword light appeared in front of her eyes again.
Maybe there is still a difference, but the gap between them is quite limited. After a long silence, the Blood Earl said this in his heart. (To be continued...)
