Chapter eight hundred and seventy seventh: the sixth ancient god four
Sven is an honest farmer. When Jaina found him, he was working hard in the rotten orchard.
Faced with Jaina's questioning, Swain immediately admitted:
"Yes, I am a werewolf. Unlike the werewolves in the wild, I can always maintain my sanity. Even on a full moon night, I am only a little restless. I don't understand why you are interested in me. Someone like me
There are still many werewolves, and half of the residents of Night Town are like me."
At this moment, Jaina returned to her human form. After being carefully dressed, her face was as delicate as a flower, and she said coldly: "Stop pretending, look who we brought here? Kits, you are responsible for the loss of your family."
Knowledge is seriously inconsistent with your identity."
It is impossible for an ordinary farmer to know the spell to communicate with gods, nor to know the existence of bloodline to resist werewolves. This is the reason for Jaina's suspicion.
Swain glared at Kits fiercely, and then explained innocently:
"Yes, I do know some special knowledge. I have a good friend, the undead wizard Morbonte Fell. He lives in Crow Ridge. His status as an undead makes it very inconvenient for him to come and go. Inadvertently, we became good friends. I
Occasionally, I help him buy daily necessities in Night Town. As a reward, he often tells me about magic knowledge."
Jaina was startled for a moment after hearing this. She felt the breath of Sven carefully, but did not feel the chaotic magic power similar to that of the ancient gods. Could it be that this Sven is innocent?
Kalecgos had a new idea and pulled Jaina aside: "The wizard Morbontefer who is hiding in Crow Hill is in company with the undead. Maybe he has the clues we want. It's also possible that he
It is the essence of the sixth ancient god."
Jaina knew very well that Kalecgos's judgment was as unreliable as his strength. Jaina rolled her eyes, took it into consideration, and took a deep breath:
"We must act quickly this time. I feel that the annoying breath is getting closer and closer. My mentor Antonidas, is that you?"
In order to rush to Crow Hill quickly, Jaina used a group teleportation spell.
Shortly after Jaina disappeared, Sylvanas, Antonidas, and the Blightranger appeared in the rotten orchard and faced farmer Sven.
Sylvanas sneered with a sarcastic face: "Antonidas, your disciple made a mistake. A great mage was fooled by a farmer."
Antonidas argued:
"Gianna sensed my surveillance, which made her panic, which led to errors in judgment. This disciple of mine is always restless. This is one of her few flaws."
Facing three creatures that did not look like humans, Sven was shocked, trembling with fear, and asked in horror: "Who are you?"
The Witherer chuckled: "Your Highness, I'm going to torture this farmer. This is what I'm best at."
Sylvanas shook her head: "No need, kill him and turn him into an undead, then we will know everything."
The Withered One nodded with a grin, pulled out a pair of axes and walked towards Sven.
Sven was so frightened that his legs became weak and he knelt on the ground. The Blighter raised his ax and pointed it at Sven's head, intending to chop it off.
Antonidas suddenly felt something was wrong and shouted: "Be careful."
Unfortunately, Antonidas's warning was a little late. Sven transformed into a huge werewolf, more than three meters tall, and opened his big mouth to bite the Wither.
The Witherer didn't check for a moment, and Sven bit the Witherer's waist with fierce force, causing an unpleasant sound of broken bones.
I saw that the wither's undead body had been bitten through, and its whole body was limp, hanging limply in the werewolf's big mouth.
Sven stared at Sylvanas with his crimson eyes, bit the witherer tightly, jumped far away, and disappeared into a forest in a few steps.
"Dammit, let go of Nathanos."
Sylvanas and the Wither were both teachers and friends, and she would never give up on him and pursue him together with Antonidas.
There was a flash of light, and Gianna and the three of them appeared on the spot.
Kalecgos patted his chest, with a look of fear on his face, still in shock:
"Oh my God, what a terrifying werewolf. Even if I were to kill him, I wouldn't want to be an enemy of such a guy. He would tear me apart. Jaina, how did you discover his abnormality?"
"He acted too calm." Gianna said confidently: "It is difficult for an ordinary farmer to stay calm when facing a beauty like me. This is obviously not normal."
"All right!"
Kalecgos shrugged his shoulders. Although Jaina was a little arrogant, her statement was reasonable: "The Blighter helped us test Sven's strength. What should we do?"
Jaina said coldly: "Since Sven wanted to escape, why did he drag the Wither with him?"
Kalecgos pondered for a long time and couldn't figure out the reason. Kits on the side intervened: "Sven wanted to lead them into a trap."
Jaina nodded and asked: "What kind of trap can hurt Sylvanas and my mentor Antonidas? Although they have become undead, their strength is still there."
"Could it be the Sixth Ancient God?" Kalecgos finally regained some of his IQ.
Jaina chuckled: "I had expected this. I secretly left a magic beacon on Sven's body. As long as I follow it secretly, I can find clues to the Sixth Ancient God."
This was a dangerous pursuit. Seeing Kalecgos's expression of embarrassment, Jaina secretly sighed and ordered helplessly: "You and Kits stay here and see if there are any clues about Sven's new residence. I
Just track it alone.”
Kalecgos showed a look of joy. After Jaina's figure disappeared, Kalecgos and Kits got into Sven's hut and searched among the piles of rags.
"Look what I found?" Kits raised the diary in his hand proudly.
Kalecgos hurriedly took it over. It was a tattered diary, full of stains, and the writing in it could be vaguely discerned:
"Thank you God for rescuing me from the state of a confused beast. God communicated with us through whispers and allowed us to regain our sanity. We learned the spell to communicate with God. Listening to God's voice filled my heart with tranquility."
Kalecgos was startled, and judged from the diary that Sven had turned into a werewolf and lost his mind, becoming a loser in the beast! He only regained his sanity after hearing the whispers.
Whisper, this is obviously the method of the ancient gods.
The diary was filled with Sven's words of worship and praise for the god, and Kalecgos noticed one passage.
"God ordered me and my companions to enter the Roland Tomb to look for an artifact called the Luna Scythe. We tore apart the miners in the ancient tomb, found the Luna Sickle, and gave it to the messenger of God. Unfortunately, my
My wife and children have suffered misfortune, those damn black knights, they are Medivh's minions, I swear I will not let them go."
Kalecgos suddenly realized that according to Gitus's description, when he entered Roland's Tomb with the Scythe of the Moon and sprinkled it with his own blood, he was attacked by a large group of werewolves.
Werewolves cannot appear out of thin air. If half of the residents of Night Town are like Sven, then the origin of this group of werewolves can be explained.
Kalecgos also noticed that the Scythe of the Moon was given to the messenger of the god, which was obviously an important clue.
On the back of the diary, Kalecgos saw this sentence:
"God tells us that when the days come, God will raise an army from dry bones to fill the earth and build a new world, and we will all receive glory."