"Master, there is information from the Thieves Guild that the Barbarian King Kilgor has brought his troops to join Moriel's army."
After returning to the battlefield with the newly transformed ghost dragon, Rhodes received a message from the commander.
"Barbarians? They are nothing to be afraid of. No matter how many come, they will only become a member of the undead army." Rhodes replied calmly. Those barbarians alone cannot make him afraid.
"The intelligence says that those barbarians seem to be a little different, and they have undergone some kind of... transformation." Adjutant Trossa said hesitantly, "If what is said in the intelligence is true, what we have to face is
A large group of alien monsters."
Rhodes thought for a moment and finally shook his head. Does Moriel plan to use barbarians or transformed monsters to defeat his undead army? This sounds a bit unrealistic.
"How is the situation in Tanang?"
"Master, there is no progress on Tanan's side. Alama said that Tanan still persisted in fighting a fierce battle after being eroded by the filthy blood, which also made the filthy blood corrode more thoroughly. He wanted to restore the hero
It still takes a lot of time."
Rhodes looked into the distance. This was not good news. The longer time delayed, the better it would be for Moriel. By the time she completely mastered the power of the time domain, everything would be too late.
After bidding farewell to his adjutant, Rhodes thought for a while, then walked through the flames and returned to the Red Crystal Magic Academy south of Brakada. He had launched a surprise attack from the coast here, and used it as the center to fully attack Brakada.
The southern region of.
In that battle, Rhodes harvested many magical mages under Deken and transformed them into magical corpse witches. Some of these corpse witches continued to fight with the undead army, and some stayed in the Red Crystal Magic Academy to replace Shadow.
The lady sorted out the gains from the academy, the unique knowledge that belongs to the mage.
Walking through the academy, in addition to the undead, Rhodes saw many people dressed as thieves. The thieves set up a market in the mage's square, and the shouts of sales continued to ring in Rhodes' ears. Ever since the undead army marched in full force,
, the Red Crystal Magic Academy at the southern end of Brakada was left to the Thieves Guild and became the base camp of nearby thieves.
According to the covenant with the Thieves Guild, undead creatures will not attack any thieves, but will provide them with protection. This also makes the black market of thieves more prosperous. Whether it is rare treasures or secret spells, they can be bought on the black market.
, many legion members will also choose to sell trophies here. Even when night falls, the fire on the black market has never been extinguished.
In order to avoid trouble, Rhodes covered his face with black cloth, leaving only his scarlet eyes. He did not want all the undead on the street to salute him after his identity was recognized. Although he trusted Sally, there was a mixed bag of thieves.
There must be a sorcerer's spy among them, and his sudden visit to Sally is bound to arouse Moriel's vigilance.
Fortunately, in a town dominated by thieves, wearing a mask is not uncommon.
Looking around, Rhodes saw at least dozens of thieves hiding their faces in front of the thieves' stalls. They were either wearing masks or, like Rhodes, covering their faces with cloths. A few looked upright and had their faces exposed.
There are also traces of the camouflage magic on the thieves. Other thieves may not be able to feel the traces of the magic, but Rhodes can clearly sense it.
"I want golden spider velvet, saprophytic moss, and phoenix tail feathers."
As Rhodes was walking, the words of a thief reached his ears, which made him frown slightly.
"Those are not for sale." The stall owner replied calmly.
"It's not for sale, it's for people who don't understand their value." The thief's voice was hoarse and low. He was wearing a banshee mask and couldn't see clearly the true face underneath, and then he threw out a space ring, "My bid
It will satisfy you."
The stall owner took the ring and after some inspection, a somewhat uncontrollable smile suddenly appeared on his face: "I don't have phoenix tail feathers. Phoenixes became extinct a hundred years ago. No one has seen them at all. Until now."
, I’m afraid they are all dead long ago. The last time I heard about phoenix tail feathers was at an auction more than ten years ago. But if you want dragon teeth, dragon horns, or even complete dragon wings, I can get them here.
Provided."
"As long as the first two items." The thief replied quickly, turning his eyes slightly and scanning the surroundings with his peripheral vision, keeping full vigilance in his heart.
After finishing the transaction, he walked around a few times and came to another stall. The mask on his face turned into a rough stone mask at some point. After confirming the items on the stall, he said: "I want a dragon."
The Bearded King, the Moon-Eating Insect, and the Phoenix Tail Feather."
"There are no phoenix tail feathers here..." The short stall owner quickly got all the materials he asked for, and the two completed the transaction.
After several times, he collected all the materials he wanted from nearby stalls, but the phoenix tail feathers were still missing, which made him secretly anxious. What made him even more worried was that he seemed to be being watched.
A person is like a gangrene attached to the bone. No matter how concealed he is, he cannot get rid of the other person. The person is always following behind him.
Finally, deep in a deserted alley, he stopped, and two slender snake-shaped daggers appeared in his hands: "Show yourself, I know you are following me."
Rhodes walked out, his scarlet eyes staring at the thief so hard that his heart went crazy. He clenched the dagger more tightly. If this person didn't cooperate, he would launch an attack: "Who sent you here?"
What’s your purpose?”
"It seems you don't need the phoenix tail feathers? Maybe I found the wrong person." Rhodes waved his hand and said calmly.
"Wait a minute..." The thief stopped Rhodes, who was about to leave, and asked with some suspicion, "Do you really have phoenix tail feathers? The phoenix became extinct hundreds of years ago."
Rhodes reached out and held it, and a bright red and slender feather appeared in his palm. The feather glowed with a warm luster like a flame. As soon as it appeared, the temperature nearby rose rapidly. Looking at the unique feather, the thief
His breathing also became rapid: "This is the phoenix tail feather... let's make a deal."
"I didn't say that." However, under the thief's puzzled gaze, Rhodes rejected his proposal.
"I didn't even say what kind of reward I would give in exchange for the phoenix tail feather in your hand. Believe me, you will not have the heart to refuse this reward..." The thief's words were a little more eager.
"No matter how precious the reward is, how can it compare to the brain-eating worm you refined?" Rhodes said lightly, and the thief's expression changed drastically.