In addition to Lector, the chief magician, there were several members of the Sons of Frost who were completely digested by the Serenity Garden before the battle was over.
After getting the scroll that opened the door to the treasure house, Sanmeiqiu did not kill them all, but dispersed the Serenity Garden, allowing every Son of Frost survivor to witness it swaggering away.
They need these people to spread the word about what happened tonight. Such a wonderful drama must be enjoyed by more people.
The Son of Frost's treasure house is not far from the magic workshop in the center of the mountains. Next to a lake reflecting the full moon, Sanyouqiao's tentacles sensed the magic fluctuations coming from a boulder not far away, and the scroll resonated slightly with it. The boulder as tall as one person slowly cracked, revealing a stone staircase that could only accommodate one person.
Climbing down the stairs, the magic crystals lit up one after another, and the warm wheat yellow led the three briquettes all the way down. After passing through the long corridor, a crisp sound caused by the resonance of the magic dispelled the surrounding silence and drove away the darkness. To the corner.
The room is not big, less than 30 square meters by visual inspection. It is obvious that the people who built this place don't care about the size, but only care about concealment.
Soft white light is projected from a huge magic crystal on the dome. Directly below, the two-person high bookshelf placed against the four walls is full of books. In the center of the room are stacked a large number of crystal stones of various shapes, carefully forged enchanted weapons, and offensive scrolls that should be strategically stored.
Sanmei Qiu was indifferent to these treasures and immediately turned his attention to the bookshelf.
This place is obviously cleaned regularly, the bookshelves are clean and fresh, and there are no annoying dust particles on the shelves and books.
Sera casually took out a book and flipped it through gently. The writing date on the page made her feel as if she was in another world. Most of the school knowledge that could be included here by the Children of Frost has a history of more than two hundred to three hundred years.
The Children of Frost classified the books and scrolls according to age, so it was not difficult for Sanmei Qiu to know when the last piece of knowledge was sent in - two hundred and thirty-one years ago.
In the past two hundred and thirty-one years, the Sons of Frost have made no new breakthroughs or progress.
Based on the difficulty of learning, Lu Yu found the seventh-level magic that the Son of Frost considered the most difficult to learn. It has a very simple name, [Quick Freeze].
This is a method that can instantly and widely lower the temperature around the person being attacked, cast spells in a concealed manner, and consume far less than most magic.
Considering that Lector used the simplest ice condensation when he attacked them just now, and did not choose to use the more deterrent and destructive [Quick Freeze], Lu Yu guessed that this high-level weapon was formed 270 years ago. There are not many people among the Children of Frost who are proficient in magic, even the current chief magician.
This is one of the few high-level magics that Sera and Lulu feel the need to learn and improve. As for the remaining high-level magic knowledge in the treasure house, which was once the envy of countless magicians, after some screening, they were finally used by three people. The briquettes were thrown aside in disgust.
If you sail against the current, you will retreat if you don't advance.
As time goes by, the treasures of the past have become waste paper today.
With the emergence of better and improved magic, the only remaining value of the knowledge that is kept on the bookshelf is to let the magicians who read it understand what kind of thinking people of the previous era were studying. magic.
Before the visit, San Meiqiu was mentally prepared and did not seem too disappointed. They opened treasure boxes one after another and checked to see if there were any treasures worth taking away. Finally, they found a fist-sized magic stone, which was better than nothing.
Taking away a few enlightening high-level magic books, and destroying all the defensive magic circles inside, leaving only the covering boulder in its place, Sanmeiqiu took these gains and entered the green shade again at night. collar.
In the tavern room in a city-state agreed with Mi Lai, Lu Yu waited for the cautious knock on the door.
"Guest, do you want to purchase information about aquatic products?"
"I like rare aquatic products, what can you provide?"
"sea bass."
The tentacles under the three-briquette robe gently turned the door handle. Outside the door, a girl also wearing a robe and a hood glanced around warily, and then ducked into the house.
The hooded girl knelt down on one knee first, then lowered her head and asked in a moderately humble manner: "Before coming, my master told me that the current lord has a very strange appearance and cannot be disguised. Please forgive me for being rude. To be safe, I hope to see the lord. Glory."
Sanmei Qiu was very satisfied with Zi Shu's performance in the chat room. He was cautious and vigilant. Mi Lai had a good eye, which gave her a good clue for intelligence work.
The robe fell down, and in order not to be too abrupt, the purple mouse raised his head little by little.
No legs were seen...no body was seen...several tentacles extended from a mass of black mist and pressed on her shoulders.
Purple Rat was helpless by San Keqiu as he stood up, his big eyes flashing with confusion.
"Not bad, even the concentration is very good. We are not scared by our appearance. Your name is Zi Shu, right? We admire you very much." Lu Yu praised.
Sera also praised: "Mi Lai can be regarded as an elite of the Theocracy. She feels very secure in her work. She said before that she was recruiting a Siren hybrid with some flaws. She doubted that she would be qualified for the job in the Dawn Territory. Now it seems that the hybrid has flaws. It’s not a big problem.”
"Three lords in one body."
Before setting off, this was what Mi Lai told Zi Shu, but after actually witnessing it, she realized what it meant to be one body... It was actually one body in the literal sense!
Purple Rat is not very determined, and her mind went blank the moment she witnessed the honor of the three lords. She recalled from her childhood to working for Lord Milai, and at one point she even thought about the origin of magic in a daze...
"You must never show your timidity in front of the praise of the three adults."
The purple rat calmed down and responded proudly: "I am willing to serve the three lords."
Lu Yu handed the trophies obtained in Son of Frost to Zishu and ordered: "Take them back to Mi Lai. Let her find a way to send those crystal stones to the Dawn Territory. As for those magic books... you will probably hear it soon." When the news comes that the [Children of Frost] under the elemental magic school was attacked and suffered heavy losses, when the time comes, please leak this map and this knowledge inadvertently."
"I still need you to make up two stories. One is about Sarah, the pioneer of the undead, researching the magic of body-changing, and has initially developed the function of switching different bodies for short periods of time in the experiment. The other is about the attack on [Children of Frost] 'It's possible' that it's Sarah, her work experimenting with new magic and new bodies."
"As for how to make it known to everyone, I don't think I need to teach you."
Zi Shu responded repeatedly, she packed up her loot and was about to leave.
"I know you have been looking forward to having a good medicine to cure the sea monster's discomfort when it comes ashore. Mi Lai cannot give you this promise, but I can..."
Lulu switched online: "I can make the potion you need."
"Once the situation changes on the front, both you and Mi Lai can return to the Dawn Territory. This is our promise to you."
Purple Rat, who suddenly received permission, was stunned for a moment, then knelt down to express his gratitude again.
In the process of following Mi Lai, Zi Shu got a preliminary understanding of the Dawn Territory she worked for. For her, who could only drift like a rootless duckweed in Meila, there was a place where she could shelter from the wind and rain and avoid natural disasters and man-made disasters. It was almost like a dream.
"Lord, please rest assured that Red Rat and I will do our best to complete every mission and never disappoint your expectations."
Seeing Zi Shu stepping on the wind and leaving tremblingly, San Meiqiu murmured in confusion in the chat room.
"The kid seems overjoyed... Are the promises we made really that powerful?"
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The chief was killed, and the magicians of the entire school suffered heavy casualties. Even anyone who knew the treasure location could not be found. What happened to the Son of Frost quickly spread throughout the major schools in Mera.
This was something that could not be concealed even if one wanted to. The surviving magician, who was in urgent need of finding a new school to gain asylum, described everything that happened that night in detail.
The strange magician, the shadows that shrouded each magician, the flesh-eating ground and morning glory in the shadows, no school of thought could identify the type of magic used by this magician, even those who were proficient in dark magic were at a loss. And became interested in the power that can subdue dozens of people in an instant.
While the school was still listing suspects, a piece of news from the public made them shiver.
In a crowded tavern in Orthodox Solon, a travel-stained adventurer started chatting with his companions as soon as he sat down.
"You have heard that Sarah, the leader of the Black Corpse Society and the self-proclaimed Herald of the Undead, was the one who attacked the Sons of Frost."
"Where did you get the news?"
"When we were selling the trophies confiscated from the monster camp just now, the merchant told me in a casual chat. It is said that people near the Kver Mountains have been dispatched one after another. Maybe they have been beaten to a bloody head by now."
The tavern instantly became quiet, and someone quickly asked: "What does this have to do with what you said before?"
"Hey, you are not well-informed." Even though he had just learned about it, the speaker still smiled, "Sarah, the pioneer of the undead, only wants to kill people, and she doesn't think much of their treasure trove. Therefore, the treasure trove contains The objects are almost intact.”
"The people who knew the treasure trove were killed by the Sons of Frost, so the survivors of the sect didn't know the treasure trove until then. No, the people who went to snatch the books and treasures had probably started fighting with them."
Hearing this, many people in the tavern stood up, paid their bills and left.
"You might not even be able to drink the soup if you go there now. You really don't know what you mean."
The adventurer who spoke muttered, but saw a lady with skin as fair as snow sitting in the vacant seat in front of him.
Looking at her beautiful face, the adventurer's spirit was lifted.
"I would like to ask, how can we be sure that it was Sarah, the Herald of the Undead, who moved her hand?" the lady asked softly.
The adventurer smiled all over his face and hurriedly explained: "It is said that the guy who killed the chief magician of the Sons of Frost was a man-eating monster who was proficient in dark magic and could even manipulate dark vines like spirits in the dark. He gave people It feels very eerie and very evil in style.”
"Nowadays, Mera can easily control spirits and has such strange power. If we look at it, it is Sarah, the pioneer of the Black Corpse Society who has never been witnessed by anyone."
"Splicing flesh and blood, treating human life as nothing, leading the undead to slaughter everywhere. Apart from a monster, beast, and lunatic with a twisted mind like her, no one can imagine anyone else who can use such magic."
After thanking him with a smile, the woman stood up and left.
The adventurer looked at her graceful figure and refused to take his eyes away for a long time: "If only it wasn't for the bloodthirsty white skin... I really can't appreciate it."
The adventurer had no idea that he had just had a brush with death. The monsters, beasts, lunatics, and people with devoid of humanity that he described as having twisted minds were right in front of him.
Sarah once again shrouded herself in the robe. Although she was able to ignore everyone's strange looks after mastering the power, she was still used to being in the darkness.
Even she herself felt that she was not fit to walk in the sun.
"Interesting, are you shouting to me from a distance?"
Almost instantly, Sarah guessed the real culprit who went on a killing spree in the Frostborne workshop.
"Biuqiu... what exactly do you want to do?" Sarah murmured, "Are you simply making enemies for me... But haven't I already declared war on the school of thought?"
Since the battle with Sanmeiqiu, Sarah has separated from the Black Corpse Society's large army and entered the densely populated city-state activities near the "Death Zone". She simply uses the communication circle to issue necessary instructions to the Black Corpse Society and convey the latest news. Magical progress, other than that, is entirely up to the Black Corpse to perform on its own.
Sarah was afraid of coal briquettes. Summons that could steal control of spiritual bodies and even master necromantic magic actually appeared in the form of "hatching". This was completely different from the summons she knew. It was worthy of the title of [Summoning Herald] name.
The battle between the pioneers forced Sarah to think about the real purpose of coal ball tracking her. She never believed that it was for the so-called sense of justice. At least the female voice that said that sentence was not its main personality. The male voice that had been speaking was undoubtedly Cold and cruel.
After hearing that Coal Balls had killed a large number of magicians from the school without hesitation, he became even more convinced of his judgment.
"He came from another continent and is getting what he needs from the chaos of Mera."
"I was just one of the targets of his actions."
What is it that the pioneers of a school, recognized by Him, pursue?
Sarah was puzzled by the solution. Whenever her thoughts got stuck, she would always look at the sky melancholy, remembering the moment when she initiated cooperation.
"If we can cooperate..."
Sarah sighed softly and stopped dwelling on the past. A brief moment of thinking allowed her to clarify the current situation.
Disintegrating the school and replacing it was what she longed for. Now the coal briquettes are spreading flames towards the school, attracting eager onlookers to try to "take chestnuts from the fire"...
"Although I don't know what you want to do, I like your approach very much."
Sarah walked into the local Adventurer's Guild and used a heavy bag of silver coins to buy information about a school's workshop from a magician.
"It's so pathetic for you to have your power suppressed by those two female personalities. Even if you kill people, you still have so many people left alive. Obviously, the person responsible for telling the story only needs to leave one... The magician of the school did not die in vain! "
(End of chapter)
