City of Wealth, Blood-soaked Avenue, Blood Ax Society.
Kruveen leaned against the window and took a sip of wine thoughtfully.
"I don't know how little Roland is doing..."
He whispered and sighed deeply.
But Roland was invited by Falina, and he was powerless to stop it.
That was Farina, the woman who once secretly ruled the entire City of Fortune for a short period of time.
Wanted for assassinating a duke? Stop joking.
Kluvien scoffed.
If Falina would drive out of the City of Fortune for that ridiculous reason, there would be no way she could conquer the city.
Kruveen dismissed those rumors from the outside world - those who used their bodies to gain power, and those who were good at using poison as a nightingale. If she was only at this level, under the pressure of such a reputation, she wouldn't even be able to survive for long.
Falina was indeed a nightingale, and she used that method to kill a few people at the beginning, and gained some original capital. But this does not mean that she can only use that method to kill people.
She once reorganized the City of Fortune in order to bring order. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many forces mixed in here and it was counterattacked by all forces at the same time, she almost succeeded.
That's something only the older generation of regional managers know.
She is not a nightingale who grew up in the City of Fortune, but an experimental material who escaped from the White Tower.
From a very young age, she vowed to destroy the White Tower, so when she met Kluvien dying on the roadside, she was smart and immediately recognized Kluvien's identity and begged him to sell her.
Go to the Green Fruit Lock.
Kluvien didn't know what happened afterwards, but it was probably after she was hit by something that she discovered that the skill of killing one person could never destroy the White Tower. From then on, she began to ask one of her
Frequent visitor - A retired aristocratic staff member learned the art of killing a country, and after mastering the essence in a short period of time, he killed the shocked old staff member skillfully and seamlessly.
Only Kluvien vaguely knew about this. It was precisely for this reason that he escaped from the City of Fortune to prevent himself from being silenced by Falina, who was jealous of being killed.
Later, an earth-shattering event happened in the City of Fortune. But Kruveen didn't know much about it.
Anyway, he knew in his heart that it was definitely not a chain reaction caused by the failed assassination of a duke.
If I have to say it, it should be...
"Brother Kluvien."
At this time, a dull and vague voice came from behind Kluvien. The mountain shield guard shook the wine bottle in his hand slightly drunkenly, without looking back, and turned his back to the visitor and whispered: "Blood
Knight, would you like a drink?"
"What I wish for."
Ding.
The sound of metal collision sounded in front of Kluvien. He raised his head slightly and threw the wine bottle in his hand towards the blood-stained knight in front of him.
Full of relief, Kluvien looked at the nameless man he had been with for ten years.
Beings like this who have no names but only code names are called nameless people.
They are usually sinners or sinners, and their names are cursed by wizards. As long as someone speaks their names, they will be sensed by the cursed wizard, and these people can be tracked.
The professor was actually also cursed with this kind of curse.
But he is so powerful that he can rely on the enchantment on his body to make others subconsciously forget his name. And even if he is aware of his existence, if he cannot clearly realize that "he is here", he will not be seen at all.
The Blood Knight is different from him. He is just a mortal.
And when he was very young, he was given an even stronger curse.
He could only wear the knight's armor stained red by his parents' blood, and he could never take it off before he awakened the origin. Otherwise, the air would continuously penetrate from the dense and unhealable whip marks on his back, and his skin would be completely covered.
Peel off.
In order to prevent excretion, he couldn't even eat and could only survive through magic. He was only thirteen or fourteen years old when he received the curse. He had to spend every day wearing a knight's armor that was at least three times larger than his body, even when he walked.
No, I can only kneel on the ground and crawl forward.
Kluvien felt at that time that sooner or later he would be unable to bear it any longer, and when that day came he killed him personally to prevent him from suffering greater suffering.
But Kluvien did not expect that after his death, the child would transform himself into an undead by relying solely on his willpower.
Because no ceremony was held, his undead transformation was incomplete and he paid a considerable price. Just like a girl who was tortured and killed and turned into a banshee, this kind of incomplete undead usually has to sacrifice his own body.
Part of it exists, and sooner or later it will naturally dissipate.
The Blood Knight chose to attach his soul to the armor, sacrificed all his body, and thus obtained the power at the top of the gold level. He could almost touch his origin by stretching out his hand.
But the irony is that if he awakens the Origin now, not only will he not be able to end this suffering, the cursed armor will be shattered by the power of the Origin, and the Blood Knight who becomes one with the armor will also die.
"Brother Kruveen, the things you told me have been completed."
Saying this, the empty armored man handed over a pair of small black leather boots stained with blood.
Kruveen nodded and put the shoes into a box next to him.
"Speaking of which, that person seems to have left a suitcase, but that suitcase needs magic power and I can't pick it up."
Suddenly remembering something, the Blood Knight added.
"It's okay, that's enough. Beings with magical powers won't come around there at night. They also have to worry about the existence of the magic tree."
Kruveen nodded and looked out the window.
The continuous explosions on the Broken Throat Avenue made Kluvien worried about Roland's safety.
I saw that the distant sky was faintly red, the smoke rising up turned into dusk clouds, and the cold wind on my side was getting stronger and stronger, and it was about to snow.
"Little Roland, I can only help you so much."
He sighed.
Don't be fooled.
"Keep formation! Free to engage the enemy! Kill the enemy on sight!"
Roland shouted, leading the team forward, crushing the zombies approaching him one by one.
Tens, tens, hundreds... He has lost count of how many walking corpses and spine-dwelling insects were crushed by his group. Creatures like spine-dwelling insects can be said to pose no threat at all once they are alert.
sex.
Roland sided lightly to avoid the zombie's attack. Roland turned his back to the zombie and swung the dagger in his hand horizontally, cutting off the zombie's arm in an instant.
Stamping his right foot, Roland turned around and split the zombie's spine and the bugs inside into two pieces from the middle.
That short sword is the relic of that young stalker——
[Imitation of Blue Fang (made by Klimov. Copper Hammer)]
Dueling dagger (missing component - dueling arm shield)
light blue exquisite grade
Toughness 3.2, sharpness 8.1, weight 1.0
Special effects: cutting (this dagger can easily cut off armor below light green without causing wear), ice edge (when hit, there is a very small probability of causing cold damage to the enemy, and at the same time weakly repairing the wear of the blade), frost
Blade(Expired)
Roland was impressed by this sword. The Blue Fang and Green Hand were rare light blue set weapons in the early stage. The duel dagger and duel arm shield combined have an astonishing six special effects.
When he saw it appearing in the hands of the stalker, Roland made up his mind to hack this equipment.
Because its rare cutting property offsets the damage penalty caused by not having Weapon Specialization, this weapon can be said to be the first choice for practicing Weapon Specialization.
And it is not a special weapon, but a military weapon. If you learn how to use the duel dagger, you can also quickly learn the dagger and rapier.
Hacking this equipment was not more difficult than Roland thought. He just reminded the other party loudly from behind to distract him. After praying for his rest, he took away the dagger.
No one has any doubts about this.
As for the threat from the Lord of Darkness after death, that is nothing in Roland's eyes.
Anyway, sooner or later he will tear these false gods to pieces!
It wasn't until all the zombies in this area and the ridge-dwelling insects inside were completely destroyed by everyone that Roland finally breathed a sigh of relief. The experience gained that he hadn't seen for a long time passed before his eyes again——
[You personally killed 21 festering corpses and extracted the original power... You finally got 42 experience points]
[Under your command, your team killed 516 corpses that continued to fester, extracting the original power... You finally got 344 points of command sharing experience]
Another experience gain.
Not enough, not enough.
Under the black robe, Roland's smile became gentler.
The previous explosion definitely killed a lot of people. There is only one reason why the system did not prompt, and that is that it judged that the event was not over yet, so the rewards have not been settled yet.
Indeed, it's not over yet.
Roland's eyes were cold, but his smile was warm.
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