Deep in the desolate and dark tomb, a skinny old man is holding a decayed staff. Behind him is a long-dried corpse with a dark red dagger stuck in the head of the corpse. Blood-like energy is in the dagger.
It was surging inside, and the dark cave was dark and lifeless.
The only life was the old man. Rhodes boldly stepped forward and tried to communicate with the old man. The environment here was so weird that Rhodes couldn't remember how he got here. It was like a tomb, a noble or a noble place.
The royal tomb is very old and ancient, with pale sarcophagi on both sides of the corridor.
Walking along the narrow corridor, Rhodes could vaguely hear the sound of the sarcophagus being moved, and some small noises passed by, like ants crawling... No, those were not ants, they were the hands of dead people.
While moving the sarcophagus, Rhodes looked intently. The old man turned around and revealed his undead face. It was a necromancer. Half of his face had been turned into a skeleton by the necromancy, leaving only the other half.
Pale and withered face...
roar……
The afternoon sun shone in through the simple window, and Rhodes woke up from his nightmare again. The scene just now was just another dream. This was the first nightmare he had ever had. Rhodes couldn't remember clearly. Since becoming
After becoming the son of the Bear God, many dreams troubled him. However, each dream seemed to have its own meaning. Although he did not understand the connection behind it, Rhodes discovered several times that those dreams a few days ago
, even the nightmares I had a few months ago have all happened since...and some particularly scary dreams have not happened yet...
"Rod, someone is coming to see us."
Outside the door, the loud shout of the dwarf Bogul rang out.
With a trace of tiredness, Rhodes walked out of the room. The man sitting between Diego and Yeskovic seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
"Sir, I am Patrick Sheen. We have met before. I was the drugstore manager in the Secret Whisper Castle."
The middle-aged man said respectfully. Only then did Rhodes remember that he had seen this man a few days ago. After Yeskovitch was injured, he and Diego took him to the drugstore to get medicine.
At that time, the pharmacy owner was very curious about Yeskovitch's injury and kept asking questions for a long time, but neither he nor Diego bothered to pay attention to him. Unexpectedly, he escaped from the disaster and found himself.
.This is very evil. How this guy found me is already puzzling.
"Hello, what's the matter?"
Rhodes responded perfunctorily.
"Lord Rhodes, the matter is urgent, let's keep the story short. I know everything that happened in the Dark Whisper Castle. At the same time, I also know your identities. You are not ordinary vampire hunters, you are witch hunters."
The drug store owner Patrick said confidently. And Yeskovitch and Bogul almost couldn't hold back their laughter. Diego told him before that his group of people were witch hunters, and Patrick was really stupid.
I believed it. And I believed it so thoroughly. I don’t even think about how I could have entered the castle with just the help of a witch hunter...
But Rhodes pretended not to know anything.
"Tell me, why did you come to us? And how did you find us?"
Rhodes has a vague worry. If a human can find him, then can a vampire with a very sensitive sense of smell also find him easily? With the fighting power of his current group, if there is another duel, they may be wiped out.
.However, the vampire lord did not pursue him after all. Perhaps the castle was enough. He did not want to stray too far from his own territory to hunt.
"I followed the footprints and asked all the way before I found you; Sir, I saw you when you got in the car that day, but I didn't have time to catch up with you..."
Patrick continued to speak humbly.
"Then why did you come to me?"
Rhodes asked him warily.
"Sir, I know you are looking for a way to defeat vampires, and I have a ready-made method here." Patrick said, with a smile on his lips. Although he didn't understand the meaning of this smile, Rhodes still wanted to hear it.
This guy is so mysterious, it turns out that he has been following me from beginning to end.
"What can I do?"
Rod asked.
"I know a weapon, a weapon so powerful that it can defeat your enemies."
The drugstore owner said mysteriously.
The more mysterious he is, the more uneasy Rhode feels. But there is no other way now but to listen to what he has to say first.
"A weapon? The last thing we lack is weapons."
Bogur, the dwarf butcher, said that he indeed had pride. The dwarves’ forging technology was world-class. Before the Longbeard War, even the elves were proud to have weapons forged by the dwarves.
"No, no, no, this is not an ordinary weapon, it is different from all the weapons in your hands. This is a weapon with the magic power of death."
"Tell me quickly, what is it?"
Bogur became impatient. When it came to weapons, the dwarves had a hundred curiosity. What kind of weapons could be stronger than the rune weapons of the dwarves?
"A dagger - the Soul-Binding Blade."
Patrick answered categorically. This proud tone was so full of aura that Rhodes wondered where his confidence came from.
"Is there anything special? Better than weapons made of mithril and stainless steel?"
Bogur asked.
"As I said just now, this weapon is very special, not because of its material, but because of the power contained in it. People who own this weapon can have the ability to sense the undead."
Patrick said with a mysterious look.
"Sense the undead?"
Diego was suspicious of this. From his tone, one could feel that witch hunters were suspicious of everything. This was related to their professional identity. They had been fighting against Chaos heresy for a long time, and basically no Chaos believer would.
It's written on their faces, telling you that they are chaotic people, which need to be identified. Therefore, Diego has always been wary and suspicious of this stranger who suddenly appeared. Because the other person seemed to be too concerned about Rhodes' situation...
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"Yes, with it, you can sense the existence of the undead within your field of vision. No matter how deeply they are hidden, they cannot escape your eyes."
Patrick answered confidently.
"At the same time, this weapon has another incredibly powerful ability."
he continued.
"Say it quickly."
Bogur urged.
"The Soul-Binding Blade, just like its name, can bind the soul and kill with one strike. No matter how powerful the opponent is, as long as it is stabbed by it, there is no chance of survival."
Patrick introduced it proudly, as if this weapon once belonged to him.
"Is there still such a weapon in the world?"
After saying that, even Rhodes began to doubt its authenticity. He racked his brains to recall the history of the Warhammer, but he never thought of such a weapon.
"Yes, absolutely yes, I guarantee with my personality that the Soul-Binding Blade is real!"
"Then why are you helping us?"
Diego narrowed his eyes and asked.
"It is the duty of every Kisli lady to hunt down vampires, isn't it?"
Patrick answered seriously.
"to be honest!"
Unexpectedly, Diego pressed forward step by step, not believing the stranger's lies at all.
"Okay, okay...I said...actually, I only have one request." The shop owner looked around the three of them and smiled awkwardly.
"What request?"
Rod asked.
"I can help you show the way and lead you to the weapon, but please pay me a sum of money after you find it."
Patrick stared at the three of them with an uneasy look on his face.
"How many?"
"What do you think? Such a legendary weapon. If I had your magical power, I would have wanted it for myself."
Patrick said with a smile. A pair of small eyes stared at Rhodes from time to time, sizing him up.
"Make a price."
Rhodes didn't want to talk nonsense. The Secret Word Castle fell and he was in a quagmire. If he really had this weapon, he would have to pay a high price.
Patrick stretched out his hand and showed three fingers. "Three thousand," he said.
"make a deal."
Rhodes readily agreed. Three thousand gold is a huge sum of money for ordinary people. In Kislev, a medium-sized castle can earn only three thousand gold a year. And the living expenses of ordinary people are,
It’s less than a gold crown every month... With these three thousand gold, if you don’t do anything else, if you just use it to lend money, this person can also become a rich man, and it is more than enough to hire several maids to serve him in turns. The greater the risk,
The higher the income, this seems to explain why this man named Patrick took the risk to advise him about the Soul-Binding Blade.