Matthew quickly calmed down, and his eyes calmly met the gaze of the God of Travelers.
His current appearance is disguised, and he wears a high-imitation star-weaving robe next to his body. If he doesn't distinguish it deliberately, even the projection of gods can easily ignore him at close range.
"Never be suspicious."
Matthew secretly warned himself that he would maintain a high degree of vigilance based on the principle that the enemy cannot move and I cannot move.
The gaze of the Traveler God did not last long, only for about three or four seconds, and then he calmly withdrew his gaze.
He paid no more attention to Matthew.
This is good news.
However, the slight change in Matthew's body was sensed by Mary Joa beside him.
This woman's perception is amazing.
No emotional changes seemed to escape her eyes.
"What's the matter, mentor?"
Mary Joa asked softly.
Mentor is the title that Matthew gave himself. Just like the White Helmet, he is walking around the world and defecting to the evil forces. How can he dare to use his real name.
Fortunately, this phenomenon is very common within the Scourge Cult.
Marie Gioia herself prefers the nickname camellia.
"Do you know Mr. Jin?"
she asked.
Mr. Jin?
Matthew narrowed his eyes slightly. Didn't this guy use his real identity?
Too.
Matthew noticed at this time that the appearance of the Traveler God was obviously different from what he had seen before.
The reason why Matthew was able to recognize him right away was partly because of his keen perception and the opponent's relatively special temperament, and partly because of the prompts in the data column.
I haven’t seen you for a few days.
The other party's projection becomes more solid, and the image looks more like a real human being rather than a lofty god.
Matthew knows.
Such a short time is definitely not enough for the Traveler God to complete the reincarnation, and there is a high probability that the other person will be a woman after reincarnation.
Therefore, it is very likely that the projection of the Traveler God has undergone some kind of enhancement ritual to achieve its current image.
His strength has also improved a lot, at least to a quasi-legendary level.
This is the fundamental reason that makes Matthew extremely vigilant.
"Mr. Jin?"
"No, I don't know him."
Faced with Marie Joa's torture.
Matthew showed his ability to improvise. He licked his lips and showed a provocative smile that fit his personality:
"I just think he's sexy."
"Forehead……"
Marigio choked.
She didn't seem to expect Matthew to answer like this. After hesitating for two seconds, she smiled coquettishly:
"You're really outspoken."
Seemingly hearing the conversation between Mary Joa and Matthew, the Traveler God, whose alias was Mr. Jin, once again cast friendly glances at them.
"I heard what you said, Necromancer. I think you are very classy. Do you need to exchange contact information?"
Mr. Jin smiled slightly and took out a magic business card.
Matthew was prepared.
He handed over a thin bone fragment, and the contact address written on it was in White Rock City, where there was a mailroom shared by the necromancers.
Under Marie Joa's complex gaze.
The two exchanged contact information smoothly.
The end.
Mr. Jin suddenly grinned at Matthew:
"Remember to look for me."
"I like your hat very much."
Matthew was still smiling on the surface, but his heart sank.
On the surface, the other person is just complimenting her on her outfit.
But actually.
The phrase "I like your hat" is a very special slang on the East Coast.
On the coastline south of the Bay, due to the humid and rainy climate, most people need to wear hats when traveling, and different occupations wear different types of hats.
It is said that it is at the dock of Deep Blue Harbor.
People can quickly tell what other people are doing by wearing hats on each other's heads.
Therefore, the extended meaning of "I like your hat" is equivalent to "I know your details".
This kind of slang or slang originally originated from coastal cities in the south. Over time, even businessmen in Rolling Stone Town would fashionably quote this slang when communicating.
The other party obviously found out his identity.
This made Matthew a little worried.
Fortunately, after Mr. Jin said that sentence, he made no other moves.
Carriages were slowly transported out of the portal behind him.
The underground ponies, known as little phase horses, lined up in a row in the tunnel docilely, forming a long convoy.
Matthew counted.
There are 19 carriages in total, and each carriage is equipped with a cage. The cages contain monsters twisted into twists.
These monsters were unleashed the spells of Sleep and Distortion.
And the magic of light refraction is carefully arranged near the cage.
This makes it impossible for outsiders to identify the monster.
What made Matthew most curious was that the carriage in the center carried a fully enclosed cage. The other cages were all made of iron, but that cage was actually made of fine oak.
The board is sealed.
From time to time there was a thumping sound coming from inside.
It seems like someone is asking for help.
Marie Gioia and Mr. Jin conducted a handover.
Not long after.
Mr. Jin smiled and disappeared behind the portal.
He never said another word to Matthew.
Seeing the other person disappear.
Matthew secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At least his identity has not been exposed for the time being, and since the Traveler God has used a pseudonym and concealed his identity, this means that at least on the surface he and the Calamity Cult are not of the same mind.
You still have room for maneuver.
"let's go!"
Marigio called everyone on their way.
The underground ponies in the convoy are not equipped with drivers, but this does not prevent them from transporting supplies in an orderly manner.
In fact.
This underground pony is the second largest underground beast of burden after the Kunmand lizard.
That's why they are called little phase horses.
It is because they and the materials they transport have the ability to very subtle phase distortion and correction when moving through underground space.
They will automatically correct the space around themselves according to changes in the terrain to gain more space for advancement.
This is a natural ability to cast spells, and it is passive and very easy to use.
It's just that the space that the underground pony can influence is relatively limited.
It can only take effect on yourself and the carriage behind you.
The Great Phase Horse, which truly has the ability to shuttle directly between rocks, has long been extinct in the long river of history.
But even so.
In the depths of the Underdark, such as the Deep City, there are still legends about the lava lord leading three hundred phase horse knights to sweep through the underground cities.
Under the leadership of Marie Gioia, the convoy moved forward in an orderly manner.
The corridors in the underground world are very long, and the surrounding space seems quiet and dim.
It is precisely because of this environment.
As a result, a little sound can be transmitted several kilometers away.
Therefore, it is common sense for everyone to keep silent when conducting secret marches underground.
This common knowledge further aggravated the dead atmosphere, and the only sounds could be heard were footsteps, the slight thump of horses' hooves, and the heavy rutting of wheels.
This is a sleepy journey.
Matthew sat down on a carriage. The little horse paused for a moment in confusion, then moved on obediently.
He yawned.
Then this yawn seems to be contagious.
Several Scourge cultists in front and behind him yawned.
"My alertness is so low... What kind of escort mission is this?"
Matthew appears to be undisciplined.
But he was sneering secretly in his heart.
He turned his head and glanced at the white helmet. The latter's entire face was hidden in the darkness, making his expression and face unclear.
And in the midst of this sleepy march.
The convoy advanced about 5 kilometers.
Passing by an underground stone forest ahead.
suddenly.
A group of wild beasts jumped out from the cracks in the rocks.
They attack the Scourge cultists frantically!
"There are attackers!"
Marie Joa shouted loudly:
"Defensive stance!"
There were quite a few entourage near the convoy, most of them came from the Dark Temple, and there were still a dozen followers brought by Mary Joa.
Altogether these people numbered sixty or seventy.
The total number of the group of beasts in front of us, consisting of underground owl beasts, direclaw beasts, broken-wing birds and other species, is only thirty or forty.
The number of people on both sides is obviously the advantage of the Scourge Cult.
So after suffering some losses at the beginning.
The Natural Disaster Religion has firmly secured its line of defense.
Mariejoia ordered everyone to guard the carriages and small phase horses around them.
There is no problem with this decision.
After all, the number of enemies has not yet been completely determined, and their mission on this trip is to escort them. The monsters carried in the car are their most important assets.
Therefore, the people of the Calamity Cult fought with great restraint.
They mainly focus on repelling the attacks of the herd.
A few minutes down.
Although the fight near the carriage was lively, it seemed that not many people were injured.
Whether it was the caboose or the wild beasts, the back and forth between the two sides was intense, but in fact not many people were successful.
Matthew saw this scene clearly.
I laughed even louder in my heart.
"Do you need me to use magic?"
He deliberately asked Mariejoia loudly.
that moment.
He could feel many eyes on him, most of them coming from his colleagues——
After all, it was the day Matthew cast his signature spell.
Many people from the Calamity Cult have seen it.
"Need not!"
Marie Joa said loudly:
"You have to conserve mana, what if they have stronger enemies?"
Matthew really wanted to say something stupid again:
"But I have a lot of mana, so I don't need to save it."
But this sentence is somewhat inappropriate.
So he held back and said nothing.
that's all.
He sat by the car and watched the two sides fighting fiercely in the dark.
These beasts seem to be trying very hard to disguise themselves as druids from the Earth Order.
They often mouth words:
"Get out of our territory, you monsters who believe in natural disasters!"
"I'm going to tear you to pieces!"
"Mother Earth cannot spare you!"
Replace it with an ordinary person.
Maybe you will be fooled by their performance.
After all, the Blighters also inherited part of the power of the druids. They can also transform into beasts and have the ability to cast wild spells.
But in Matthew's eyes.
The difference between orthodox druids and blighters is clear.
He has a very high degree of natural affinity.
Whenever an orthodox druid turns into a beast, Matthew will find it pleasing to the eye at a glance.
As for the beast that the Blighter turned into, even if the other person is really a perfect imitation, Matthew will find it vulgar.
This is the power from the field.
Ordinary methods can never be deceived.
"Perhaps the God of Travelers also recognized me in this way."
Matthew thought in his mind.
The two sides fought for a while longer.
Marigio seemed very patient and kept dealing with the enemy's feeble attacks.
Matthew was so bored that he counted the drops of sweat on her forehead and chest.
But at this moment.
Changes occur suddenly.
Some of the beasts suddenly turned into human figures wearing green robes.
These humans screamed strangely and rushed towards the carriage.
But they didn't get too close.
Instead, he threw large pieces of black powder with his bare hands from a distance!
These black powders look like coal powder from a distance.
You can feel a strong fishy smell when you get close!
"Pay attention to dodge!"
Marie Joa warned loudly.
She was shouting at Matthew and White Helmet.
White Helmet was extremely skilled and managed to avoid the powder with his extraordinary agility.
But Matthew couldn't escape.
However, he shook his clothes and left himself spotless, and all the powder was swept aside.
See this scene.
Mary Joa couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
next moment.
A low chant sounded.
A strange magical power erupted from the stone forest.
Immediately afterwards.
Matthew watched a man wearing a shaman-like mask walk out of the stone forest.
His hair was disheveled, and his body was covered with tiny bones and strips of green branches and leaves.
Along with his singing.
Those people whose bodies were stained with black powder all disappeared!
Matthew suddenly showed an interesting expression.
"Is this... mass exile?"
He reacted.
on the data column.
…
"Tip: You used "Innocence" to remove the bone meal of alien creatures.
You are immune to mass banishment of unknown targets."
…
I see.
"First, by spreading the bone powder of alien creatures on the target, the target will be judged as an alien creature in a short period of time, so the group banishment can take effect. This casting idea is a bit new."
Matthew stared at the shaman intently, and the latter's aura made Matthew feel familiar.
He is getting ready to take action.
Unexpectedly, Marie Joa caught him:
"you go first!"
"You and White Helmet, escort the carriage in the center, follow the direction on the map, and walk to the location marked by the black cross. No matter what happens on the road, escorting is the most important! Do you understand?!"
Said.
She couldn't help but drag Matthew and the white helmet, and forced the two of them into the carriage.
The other little phase horses got out of the way obediently.
"But we can stay and help you."
Matthew’s face was full of astonishment:
"Although they have all been exiled, we can definitely drag them back."
White Helmet also expressed a similar attitude righteously.
Mary Joa said without changing her face:
"We have a chance to hold on until they come back, but I'm not sure what else will change next."
"I'm familiar with the road conditions here, and it's suitable for me to break up. You two, remember to protect the things in this cage and don't open it privately!"
"move!"
As she spoke, she slapped the little phase horse on the butt.
The latter clattered his horse's hooves, pulled Matthew and White Helmet and squeezed past his compatriots, escaping forward unimpeded.
And behind them.
Mariejoia suddenly fought with the remaining beasts.
soon.
Her tragic figure disappeared into the darkness.
In the empty tunnel.
Only the excited carnival sounds of the herd were left.
Matthew and White Helmet looked at each other, both of them had subtle expressions in their eyes.
The carriage ran two or three kilometers in one go.
Neither of them said a word.
But at this moment, a strong knocking sound suddenly came from the wooden cage behind them!
"let me out!"
"let me out!"
It was a voice with a weak voice and a soft voice that made it difficult to tell the gender.
The two of them looked back in unison.
"What's in this?"
White Helmet spoke first.
Matthew snorted:
"Who knows?"
"I would like to open it and take a look, but it's a pity that I might as well forget it at this time."
White Helmet glanced at him with interest and suddenly smiled lowly:
"I didn't expect us to be so trusted."
"We actually asked us to escort the most critical things."
Matthew also laughed and said haha:
"This shows that Ms. Marigio values us very much."
White Helmet laughed dryly:
"To be honest, I'm a little flattered."
Matthew patted him on the shoulder:
"This is a good thing. As long as we can successfully complete this errand, we may be able to achieve success in the Calamity Religion in the future."
The White Helmets looked less optimistic:
"Do you really think it's that simple?"
"I often hear people say that the business done by the Natural Disaster Cult is a matter of life and death. Aren't you afraid?"
Matthew yawned seemingly casually:
"It doesn't matter, anyway, before joining the Calamity Cult, I often dealt with life and death."
White Helmet watched him silently.
It seems to be evaluating the truth or falsehood of this sentence.
The carriage moved forward for a while.
When arriving at a fork.
Matthew took a look at the map given by Mary Joa and chose to go left.
Just at this moment.
White Helmet suddenly said quietly:
"I think we should be honest. You are not an ordinary necromancer."
Matthew smiled softly:
"Will you admit that you are an ordinary ranger?"
"As far as I know, even an ordinary ranger can actually force that thing to become useful when drunk."
"It is not a good habit to deceive the Patriarch when you first join the Order."
Bai Helmet looked stunned for a moment and then asked:
"Didn't you cheat on her?"
"I took advantage of the chaos to check just now. Your lower body is very healthy."
Matthew's face became slightly stiff.
He glanced at the data column.
…
"Hint: Your companion White Helmet stole a bone from your pocket.
The bone returned by your companion the White Helmets.
Taking this opportunity, your fellow White Helmets use "Animal Diagnosis" on your crotch.
Animal Diagnosis: The ranger's advanced ability, often found in special part-time jobs such as veterinarians, can be used to diagnose the reproductive ability of animals."
…
"I didn't expect you to be a veterinarian."
Matthew closed his pocket angrily. He counted the bones and found that the number of bones had not changed.
Only then did his face look better.
These bones were deliberately placed in his pockets to fill out the persona of the perverted necromancer.
But it’s been a long time.
He was quite sentimental about these bones, and if someone really stole one, Matthew would be a little unhappy.
Fortunately, the White Helmet should only use this action to perform diagnostic techniques.
have to say.
Everyone who goes out these days has one or two unique skills.
The concealment of the White Helmets' movements.
Even Matthew didn't notice much.
This shows that his skills are superb.
"No matter where you are from, remember not to steal my things next time, otherwise you will be in trouble!"
Matthew warned in a low voice.
The white helmet smiled sarcastically:
"Don't worry, it won't happen again."
Matthew's expression softened slightly:
"How can a ranger like you be so good at stealing?"
The White Helmet gave a haha:
"The relationship between rangers and thieves is not that distant. These two professions make guest appearances for each other much more frequently than you might think."
"Speaking of which, who are you?"
Matthew looked around:
"Aren't you afraid that the walls have ears?"
The White Helmet said confidently:
"If I can't even do this counter-reconnaissance, then I don't need to be a ranger."
Matthew snorted:
"Before asking others for their identity, you should identify yourself."
White Helmet thought for a while:
"How about this, let's play a little game - if I can steal something from you in front of you, you first tell me your true identity."
"Note, during this period, you can arrange complete protective measures for yourself, but you cannot attack me."
Stealing something in front of someone?
Is this guy so confident?
Matthew rationally wanted to refuse, but he was actually extremely curious about the White Helmet's identity.
So he nodded:
"Can."
The next second.
He took out the defensive poem and cast several protective spells on himself.
Then cover those pockets with both hands.
"I'm coming."
Somehow.
Matthew always felt that White Helmet's expression was somewhat vulgar.
But seeing that the latter had quick eyes and quick hands, he moved towards him to tease her.
The next second.
Matthew felt a chill in his crotch.
The white helmet suddenly had a pair of shorts in his hand!
"how did you do that?"
Matthew was extremely shocked.
Unexpectedly, the white helmet also showed a look of embarrassment in an instant:
"Ah, you stole it by mistake?!"
"What I want to steal is obviously your belt..."
"Sorry, sorry, I'll put it on for you right now."
Matthew rejected him righteously and snatched his shorts back.
He did not wear these shorts, but put them in his Miaofa bag.
The cold feeling on the crotch just now may be the stress reaction produced by the White Helmet when he used the theft technique on himself.
He glanced at the data column.
…
"Tip: Your companion White Helmet used the "Void Stealing Technique" on you, and the target of the theft was daily items.
The White Helmets take aim at your belt.
Void Thief generates errors.
The White Helmets have obtained one of your underwear (clean and washed)"
…
"Void theft technique?"
Matthew snorted lowly.
White Helmet suddenly looked surprised:
"how do you know?"
"Didn't the whale say that not many people in the world know this craft?"
whale?
Matthew keenly noticed the keyword mentioned by the other party.
Are there any whales on land?
Could it be that this white helmet came from the sea?
etc!
A flash of inspiration flashed through Matthew's mind.
"Are you Zangula?! The guy who passed the assessment of the giant beast Void Whale?"
He remembered a piece of world news he saw a while ago.
White Helmet's face suddenly became extremely serious.
His hands were placed on the weapons at his waist:
"Now, if you don't tell me your true identity, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to be friendly."
This sentence is equivalent to acknowledging that he is Zangula, the human hero from the North.
Naturally, Matthew has no need to continue hiding:
"Rolling Stone, Matthew."
Zangula was equally quick to respond:
"Tree-planting mage? Dragon-slayer?"
There was still some doubt in his eyes:
"Are you mages also willing to be undercover?"
"Honestly, I've never seen any mage master do such dirty work."
Matthew shrugged:
"Have you ever seen any mage who can plant trees?"
Zangula thought for a while:
"Not really."
During the conversation.
He inserted the weapon he drew from his waist back.
"But there are quite a few undercover agents in this Calamity Cult. Besides you and me, there seems to be one more person."
Zangula said casually.
Matthew raised his eyebrows:
"Mr. Jin?"
Zangula said in astonishment:
"What? Is that Mr. Jin just now too?"
"Well, the person I'm talking about is located at the headquarters of the Calamity Cult, and I only have three acquaintances with him. His name is Biqi, and he is an Elephant Trunk Man. I'm not sure he must be an undercover agent, but his behavior is really inappropriate.
Like a normal person, you will definitely notice it if you encounter it."
Matthew secretly wrote down this information.
"It seems that the Calamity Cult is really riddled with holes."
Zangu stretched his waist.
Matthew looked at him:
"Why are you here?"
"Where's the troll warrior next to you?"
Zangula whispered:
"You mean Onion? He is lurking outside the Dark Temple, ready to respond to my actions at any time."
"As for me, of course I have only one purpose in joining the Calamity Cult, and that is to stop their evil actions. Although I haven't figured out what their evil actions are yet, these people have been setting up troops in Watcher Heights for so long.
, there must be big moves.”
onion?
Is it the codename of a troll warrior?
Matthew asked with great interest:
"What's your relationship with Mr. Onion?"
Zangula blurted out:
"I'm his dog."
Matthew looked dumbfounded.
Immediately I heard Zangula explain with a wry smile:
"Well, he and I are very good friends, but before that we made a bet——
The bet is that after the loser, when announcing the relationship between the two parties, he must inform others as soon as possible that one party is the other party's dog.
Ahem, obviously, I lost this time."
Matthew listened to the other party's explanation.
I always feel that there is something trying to hide it.
But Zangula asked in time:
"how about you?"
"Why would a master mage come to a place like this?"
Matthew calmly replied:
"I have some personal grudges with the Calamity Cult. In addition, I am still looking for two friends——
One is called the Ancient Tiger, a druid;
The other one is a drow warrior named Lyra."
Zangula nodded slightly.
While the two were talking.
There was a louder banging sound from the box behind.
Matthew couldn't help but frown and said:
"What we just said was not heard by the things inside, right?"
Zangula shook his head.
A ray of golden light flashed in his eyes:
"There's nothing in there."
"But the "Holy White Deer"."
"It is the most powerful natural soul bred by this land."
"It can only be said that Marie Joa's loyalty test indeed showed her sincerity."
"Mr. Master, is there any way you can recruit the Holy White Deer without being discovered?"