"There is no doubt that our undead friends in Ribblade Street must have done something."
Roland straightened up, turned his back to everyone and said softly.
There was still some kind of thick, dark and terrifying aura lingering around him, but after his previous prayers for rest, everyone gained a little more respect for him.
The young stalker has now returned to the Kingdom of the Lord of Darkness under Roland's guidance. After resting in peace and praying, there is no need to worry about his body being contaminated by negative energy and turning into a walking corpse even if it is placed in the sewer.
But in fact, not everyone can be unafraid of a future where the soul is at the mercy of gods after death. Only priests with a bronze rank or above can pray for rest, so only a bronze-rank priest can have his own church. Even if he is a black iron-rank priest,
Being a priest would even be considered as overstepping the mark, let alone someone who is not a believer in God at all?
This fundamentally degrades the status of the Kingdom of God. Generally speaking, only the most devout believers can be introduced into the Kingdom of God by priests, or the gods will be happy to donate a large sum of money to the temple.
Roland's behavior was undisputedly overstepping his authority. Now the Lord of Darkness has undoubtedly targeted him.
This kind of behavior cannot be said to be great, but it does make people recognize him a little more.
So they also quieted down and listened to him slowly.
As everyone knows, the sewers in Fortune City are public areas. In order to prevent zombies from flooding the ground and causing damage, cleaning the sewers on time has become a consensus among all regional managers in Fortune City.
This is why cleaners are exempt from all neighborhood rules.
This is a compromise that has to be formed in order to maintain the established fragile order.
Therefore, even if all the sewer cleaners moved to Rib Blade Street, no one would think much about it. At most, they would think that the undead in Rib Blade Street wanted to capture some elite walking zombies as a reserve army.
However, after entering the sewer and seeing the dense zombies, everyone immediately understood his ambition.
"So, this bomb has something to do with the undead?"
Old Joseph asked doubtfully.
"It is indeed related, but this explosion should have nothing to do with him."
Roland shook his head gently.
"If I were the undead, then the best situation would be if no one goes into the sewer."
The crafty knife wizard Deke on the side also thought deeply.
"That's right," Roland replied decisively, "Think about it, why did this explosion happen on Broken Throat Avenue in the first place?"
"First of all, we assume that the location of the explosion was not randomly selected, but was chosen for some purpose - then the facts will be obvious. You know, the biggest difference between Broken Maw Avenue and other areas is that they have many wizards."
"What the undead fear most is the wizard who can easily seal them."
Deke's eyes flashed with light and he replied in a deep voice.
"In other words, unless the undead wants to die, there is no reason for him to attack Broken Throat Avenue!"
Old Joseph looked stunned.
Then everything became clear.
Using walking corpses to raise spineworms is something that only the undead from Rib Blade Street can do. He also knows that this matter will lead to death, so he will definitely try his best to prevent all irrelevant people from entering the sewer. Just like him
It's like gathering all the cleaning staff in your own street at great cost.
Only the enemy of the undead would do this to detonate explosive bombs on Broken Throat Avenue and place all the bombs directly above the sewers, causing the ground to collapse and leading Roland and the others into the sewers.
out.
The only one who has a grudge against the undead and knows the distribution map of the sewers——
"……professor."
Old Joseph and Dyke looked at each other and said in unison.
The professor is a member of Yali. His wife was killed by a necromancer. He is naturally at odds with the undead and various witches - many people know this.
Moreover, the professor was one of the alchemists who participated in the reconstruction of the sewers of the City of Fortune. In addition, there are not many people who can make explosives that can blast through the sewers in one go even on the ground.
Without hesitation, Dyke took out his dagger from his waist, squatted down and stabbed it on the ground, sliding it quickly and sparks bursting out.
Roland turned around, looked at the formation that was gradually taking shape on the ground, and smiled with an unknown meaning.
That is the truth-seeking technique that can only be learned by the Knife Wizard and the Astrology Wizard. It is also commonly known as the truth-seeking technique among players. The level of witchcraft is six rings.
The truth-seeking technique can ask a short question to "a certain existence" - in fact, the Eye of Aum, one of the three saints. The Eye of Aum will only answer "yes" or "no", but the answer
Absolutely correct.
This witchcraft is generally used to test whether the White Tower wizard's interpretation of a certain law is correct, but occasionally it can be used for other things.
But there is a problem - there are some things that even if you only answer "yes" and "no", the meaning expressed is not the same.
In less than five seconds, Dyke used his ceremonial dagger to carve out the magic circle.
Immediately, silver-gray light began to light up from the edge of the magic circle, spinning inward and dyeing all the lines silver-gray.
When all the black carvings were filled with silver-gray light, an extremely complicated miniature magic circle emerged from the sky above the magic circle, and the complicated patterns vaguely formed the pattern of an eye.
The most amazing thing is that no matter from any angle, the complicated magic circle that looks like an eye is pointing straight at you, as if it is just an illusion. Therefore, some people inside the White Tower believe that although this is an advent system.
Witchcraft, but should be classified in the illusion system.
"Are the explosions that have occurred in the City of Fortune these days directly related to the professor?"
After thinking for a moment, Deke asked.
The professor is famous for never going out. But this does not prove his innocence.
He can definitely find a few people to help him plant the bomb. What if Deke directly asks "Is the professor the murderer of the bombing?" and the murderer is determined by the mysterious existence to be those who were hired by him with money.
The person who planted the bomb is in trouble.
But to Dyke's expectation, this time the eye-like magic circle flashed in the air for a long time before finally emitting a ray of light, and then disappeared into the air like a bubble.
It doesn't mean that the crystal breaks with a loud sound - that means the answer to the question is "yes".
However, Deke had used the truth-seeking technique to determine the identity of thieves and liars before, and he always got the answer immediately. But this time, this existence hesitated for a long time before it seemed that it was finally confirmed.
It was probably the interference caused by the professor's too strong strength——
Deke thought in his heart.
But now that they know the murderer, everyone's expressions are extremely ugly.
Their current situation is that even if they know who the murderer is, they can't beat him.
That's the professor——
The professor who used a ground fire generator to blast an active volcano in Suze!
The professor even had a protective golem made of adamantine and mercury. I heard that his eyes and part of his body had been transformed into alchemy tools, and all his weaknesses had long been lost. Even sending assassins to assassinate him would be of no use.
"Everyone, calm down."
At this moment, Roland's voice came slowly, as if a big invisible hand grabbed their hearts.
"The professor just wants to teach the undead on Rib Blade Street and the wizards on Broken Throat Avenue a lesson." With that said, Roland's eyes glanced at Dyke vaguely, and his thick and cold eyes made him
A chill ran down my back, "As long as we achieve his goal ahead of schedule, the damage to the City of Fortune will be minimized and the order will not be destroyed."
"Sir Orlando, what should we do?"
Deke finally couldn't help it and asked.
Under the black robe, a chuckle came, and the voice was as if honey and poison were coated on the tip of the tender tongue at the same time: "Kill the undead and destroy Rib Blade Street."
"The Broken Maw Avenue has been destroyed, and Ribblade Street has been blown into two pieces. So as long as we dismantle the undead and send it to the professor, the explosion will definitely stop."
The frightening damp chill in Roland's body gradually subsided, and his voice was so smooth and gentle that people couldn't help but believe it.
"Trust my instincts."
Everyone looked at each other and finally nodded.
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