Kluvien ran over panting, his face clearly exhaled after seeing the state of the two of them, and he scratched his hair with his greasy, fat fingers.
"Okay, okay, you have found it..."
"What's wrong?"
Roland asked, but he knew it in his heart.
...Probably the pyroxene species has been discovered.
"I saw a woman with a pyroxene on her forehead...she attacked me indiscriminately, and I finally subdued her."
Kruveen smiled coquettishly: "I was worried that the people here had developed some new use of pyroxene, which could control people's minds... Now I'm relieved."
"Don't worry, aren't we all standing here?" Roland looked relaxed.
Control people's minds?
Roland sneered without missing a beat.
The real situation is much more serious than that. Rather than controlling people's minds, it is better to say that they are imprisoning people's souls.
So, Kruveen breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good... By the way, Roland, why are you dressed so weirdly? Why do you look like those weapons dealers?"
As he said this, he kept glancing at Roland's waist.
Roland knew that it was not Kluvien's fault.
I saw Roland holding the Spider Web Guard in his left hand, and the newly acquired dagger was inserted into his waist along with the first two weapons. The three short, medium and long weapons were placed side by side, which looked like a strong sense of imbalance.
This is the standard look of a weapon master.
The so-called bipedal self-propelled humanoid weapon rack - when you see those people on the roadside wearing cloaks or upper body, carrying seven or eight or even more than ten different weapons on their backs, and with bulging bags in their pockets. That's it.
Weapon master without a doubt.
The so-called one method is applicable to all methods - when a weapon master successfully takes office, they can immediately understand the use of any object that can be called a weapon the moment they hold it in their hands. Therefore, they can always choose based on the enemy's weaknesses.
Corresponding weapons.
And those more experienced weapon masters can even learn several stances for each weapon.
Therefore, generally speaking, the older and stronger the weapon master is and the more weapons he carries, the more powerful he is.
And Roland is dressed up now, with three weapons that are completely incompatible with him. It would be too unreliable to say that he is an ordinary warrior or a stalker, but it is obviously half-hearted to say that he is a weapons master.
"Don't worry about the details...this is the effect I want."
"Oh well."
Kluvien shrugged.
Maybe little Roland has another plan.
In the City of Fortune, he had seen Roland's outstanding abilities and his ruthlessness that could not be ignored.
It was also from that time that he no longer regarded Roland as a child, but as a team leader with certain planning abilities.
In his opinion, Roland's plans are neither complex nor difficult to understand, but they always succeed beyond expectations.
Kluvien could only attribute this situation to the fact that Roland had a covert and efficient intelligence source.
Is Druid so powerful?
Kruveen couldn't help but feel a little confused.
"By the way, Kluvien, you can go into town later and help me buy a bottle of weak acid. My box is full of Hades coins. I may not be able to spend it."
Roland said suddenly.
"Weak acid bottle? That thing has no power. If you want to buy one, it's better to buy strong acid."
"I'm not asking for it to hit people... I want to make a potion."
"Can you still make potions?"
Kluvien looked in disbelief: "Are you still an alchemist?"
"That's not true... Just like many assassins prepare their own poison, I also use this potion myself."
Roland lightly punched Kruveen on the shoulder, with a look of helplessness on his face.
...I'm not lying, right?
Roland's heart was full of teasing.
Yes, I do need to use it myself for professional reasons.
Using the ashes of wronged souls or the dead, mixed with the blood of fairies, you can prepare scarlet fangs that have a strong paralyzing effect on priests.
However, in order to prepare absolutely deadly scarlet fangs, the body fluids of the devil or the ashes of the undead are essential.
But now you ask me to exchange it for the devil's bodily fluids...
If he were in the City of Fortune, Roland could go to the Green Fruit Lock and get some.
After all, there are several lust demons in Green Fruit Lock who receive guests all the year round. It is not difficult at all to want the body fluids of the demons. But now, it is estimated that they will either be buried in the sea of fire, or be taken by the lust demon who has awakened the origin.
They were teleported back to hell together.
And the undead are even rarer...
You can't let Roland run back to the sick village now and negotiate with Falina to ask her to hand over the ashes of the undead, right?
But Roland still has a backup option.
The Spider Web Guard is the uniform of the worshipers of the demon lord Agares. The dress itself is alive. Now it has just entered a state similar to the posture of a stone statue, and will naturally come back to life after absorbing blood.
The reason why this piece of clothing is said to be alive is that it can restore vitality to its owner by killing creatures. Then it can absorb the owner's vitality to repair loopholes or evolve new functions.
It can barely be considered a demonic item. Naturally, it is full of negative energy.
If you want to destroy these demonic items, you can only use holy water to eliminate their magic power. Then use weak acid mixed with the blood of virgins to dissolve them. Being soluble does not mean that its negative energy disappears, but it just melts into the solvent.
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After Roland has fed it with blood, he will take the Blue Fang and tear off a strip of cloth on it.
Claudia is now a saint and can make holy water independently. If she contributes a little blood to dissolve the cloth, Roland can get the scarlet fangs enough to kill Claude.
"Why don't we go over there and take a look first? Take a look at the controlled woman I caught."
Kruveen frowned and said: "I always feel something is wrong with the ability to control other people's minds with pyroxene..."
"Don't worry about that for now. Let's go to the city and meet up with Marken and the others first," Roland said seriously. "After all, without Claude and Marken here, our combat effectiveness has been reduced by more than half."
"Too."
Kruveen agreed.
But he didn't know that Roland was sighing in his heart now.
If possible, he would definitely kill the pyroxene monster that was restrained by Kluvien first. After all, killing the pyroxene monster counts as a twilight crusade.
But now is really not the time to waste time arguing with them.
Not to mention that the situation on Claude's side will become increasingly unpredictable as time goes by, and Edward may be lurking near those pyroxene species.
Roland felt vaguely uneasy.
Even though the spellcasting level of all wizards in the Pyroxene Forest would drop by a large level, Roland still didn't want to provoke Edward now.
Roland's natural energy has been exhausted, and his baptismal prayer does no harm to Edward, who is not the dead. His only weapon is a light blue exquisite-level imitation Blue Fang.
As a shield guardian, Kluvien was naturally restrained by the spellcasting profession; and Claudia, because she was near the pyroxene forest, her spellcasting level was directly knocked down from the black iron level wizard to the formal level.
If they faced Edward, they would most likely be wiped out here.
Roland didn't believe that "Edward" was a purebred wizard.
...Let’s find an opportunity to kill Claude first.
A cold light flashed in Roland's eyes.
His left hand, which was protected by the spider web, hung low, and the pulps of his five fingers were bleeding slowly but steadily.
After being greedily absorbed by the Spider Web Guard, the flowing blood did not emit the slightest scent of blood, and Roland's wounds also showed no signs of healing.
Part of the blood flowing down was absorbed by the Spider Web Guard, and a layer of silver-gray spider web traces slowly appeared on the pure black robe.
The other part of the blood was mixed with the wizard's ashes that Roland had wiped on his palm before. It condensed like an ice edge into a blood-colored and transparent handleless blade, which was gently pinched by Roland with his thumb, index and middle fingers.
After the blade was completely condensed, Roland let go of it lightly, and it landed lightly and accurately in the inner pocket of the Spider Web Guard.
"Let's go, let's go find Maken and the others."
Roland raised his head and said calmly. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster novels! For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net