Chapter 289: Go Jin's Little Move, Goodbye Khajiit
Ge Jin stared at the "Regeneration Potion" in his palm with his white eyes filled with surprise. He recognized this potion. It was different from the blue of ordinary potions and had a deeper luster.
The healing effect is better, and most importantly, it is made from the blood of trolls, which is completely different from the magic alchemical potion made from ordinary herbs.
The image of Tang Zheng appeared in Ge Jin's mind.
"Genius alchemist" Tang, is he in the Holy Kingdom now? Thinking of this human that he didn't like very much.
At this moment, Ge Jin inexplicably felt a sense of joy at seeing an "old friend". He left the Bahas Empire and came to Abelion Hills because of the black-haired boy.
Ge Jin can be sure that the black-haired boy is now in the Holy Kingdom, and the reason is the bottle of "Regeneration Potion" in his hand.
When he was in the Empire, Go King had already learned that only the black-haired boy could make this alchemical potion made from subhuman blood.
The amount of potions that the other party can refine in a day is extremely small. This is also an important reason why the herb workshops and pharmacy workshops in the empire did not completely turn against him and cause trouble for that kid.
The little bit of "regeneration potion" that the black-haired boy made every day would be snapped up by the nobles, adventurers, merchants and other wealthy humans in the city before it could be circulated.
If the black-haired boy was not in the Holy Kingdom, this kind of potion would never appear in the hands of the people of the Holy Kingdom.
Pah! Ge Jin clenched the potion in his hand, his eyes flickering.
The mysterious man in red robe is too dangerous, especially since he has the hidden intention of creating undead beings. It is not a bad thing to let humans intervene.
But given his identity, humans cannot trust him, so maybe they can do it through the hands of that black-haired boy.
"I'll go after the escaped human." Go Jin glanced coldly at the earth elemental ogre who was playing with the corpse next to him, then raised his foot and strode after him.
"Oh, yes, okay."
The earth elemental ogre stretched out his rough brown claws and scratched his head, somewhat confused.
The human who escaped was very weak and could be dealt with by the Iron Rat People. It was unclear why Go Jin chased after him.
Here, when Ge Jin arrived.
I saw that the young human was fighting with several iron rat men, and his clothes were stained with blood.
Phew!
A ferocious-looking iron rat man went around behind the young man and swung out with a claw, tearing off a large piece of flesh on the young man's back.
The intense pain made the young man scream: "You damned subhumans, die together!"
The young man's eyes were bloodshot, and he held a dagger in each hand, waving them wildly. He no longer cared about the injuries on his body and was fighting with a completely desperate attitude.
If you observe carefully,
It can be seen that the wounds on the young man's body are healing at an astonishing speed. This is the effect of the "regeneration potion" continuously recovering from the injuries.
pity!
Faced with the siege of several Iron Rat Men, the injuries on the young man's body completely exceeded the upper limit of the potion's recovery.
weak.
My vision becomes blurry...
The young man's palms were cracked, and his arms holding the dagger were numb and weak, with despair filling his heart.
Are you going to die?
At this moment, the young man did not feel much fear in his heart, but only a feeling of powerlessness at not being able to pass on the information he had obtained.
"The Four Great Gods!"
"Please bless the other teams to pass the message back." The young man prayed most devoutly in his heart ever.
Suddenly.
The young man felt the pressure around him greatly reduced, and even the pain from the continuous attacks on his body was much lessened.
A last gasp?
wrong.
The young man looked ahead with blurred vision and saw a gigantic ogre of higher species walking towards him. The several iron ratmen that had been besieging him retreated behind it.
"He's obviously a thief, but he has the spirit of a warrior."
"Human, you deserve to die in my hands!"
The steady and firm voice fell into the young man's ears.
The young man took advantage of the brief break to take a few deep breaths to fill his oxygen-deprived lungs. His blurry vision became clearer, and he could finally see the huge dark green figure standing in front of him, more than 3 meters tall.
The other person looks like... a troll?
The conspicuous white beard hair caught the young man's eyes, making him subconsciously analyze the information even in this mortal situation.
Recalling the information he and Mr. Caleb had extracted from the captured Iron Rat Man, the other party looked very similar to the "king" who ruled the ogre tribe mentioned by the Iron Rat Man.
"Who are you?"
The young man's weak body shook and he spoke in a dry voice.
With the limited information, he and Mr. Caleb came up with a very shocking intelligence, which was to rule these sub-human races and trade with their Holy Kingdom.
It was definitely not done by the original subhumans in the hilly area, but by outsiders, and even an outsider who knew them very well! "My name is——"King Wu" Ge Jin!"
"It is your honor to die in my hands." Ge Jin said lightly, raised the mace in his hand, and swung it from bottom to top.
Rumor has it.
When people face death, time slows down.
The young man didn't know whether it was true or not, but he found that the opponent's attack speed was not fast, and he was able to capture the trajectory of the weapon's movement.
"Fortress!" The young man used all his strength and raised the daggers in both hands to block his chest.
A pale white light flashed on the dagger.
The heavy mace weapon struck the dagger, and the little remaining strength could only dissipate part of the force, leaving the remaining force to explode.
"ah!"
The young man spat out a mouthful of blood and was blown away uncontrollably.
Coincidentally, the place where the young man flew out was a flowing river not far away, which flowed to the sea south of the Abelion Hills.
With a "plop" sound.
The water splashed and the young man disappeared into the river.
Ge Jin calmly watched the figure disappearing in the water, then turned to look at the Iron Rat Men behind him, swinging his mace.
Puff—puff!
Several Iron Rat Men were smashed into meat paste on the spot without even a scream. After dealing with them briefly, Ge Jin left.
Not long after, two figures appeared on the river bank.
"Master, Ge Jin held back just now!"
"That human must not be dead." The White Mist Witch stared at the direction of the river with her bright yellow pupils and spoke angrily.
She had long felt that there was something fishy about Go Jin, but she had never expected that he would actually dare to help humans escape and ruin his master's plan.
"I will immediately chase after him and kill that human."
The White Mist Witch had already prepared to stand up when she had said this.
"No need to chase."
Tang Zheng raised his hand to interrupt the White Mist Witch's actions. Facing the doubtful gaze, a smile appeared on his face behind the black mask: "How can you be sure that this is not part of my plan?"
"Master..." The White Mist Witch was stunned.
Tang Zheng was looking at the river in the distance and didn't say anything else.
If that young man had not survived to pass on the information, how could the "Free Will" adventurer team reasonably intervene in this incident?
"It's about time for a new character to enter." Tang Zheng turned around and disappeared along with the White Mist Witch.
"E-Rantel".
In the common cemetery that occupies a huge area on the west side of the outer wall, in recent times, a special roar like that of a wild beast can be heard every midnight.
This made the guards and adventurers stationed outside the common cemetery nervous, fearing that some kind of terrible undead had been born in the cemetery.
They didn't dare to enter rashly at night, so they went in to search during the day, but found nothing.
This situation continued for several days, causing the Adventurer's Guild and the mayor of "E-Rantel" to worry and be on guard.
Both sides immediately formed a joint team of elite soldiers and adventurers, and entered the common cemetery at night to defeat the powerful undead that might be born.
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Apart from killing some ordinary undead, nothing was found, and several days of searching also yielded no results.
The only thing that made people feel relieved was that with this crusade, the strange sound completely disappeared.
This made many adventurers wonder if it was a prank, or if the sound was made by some special low-level undead, which was treated as an ordinary undead and eliminated during the crusade.
Late night fell again.
The guards and adventurers outside the walls of the common cemetery finally relaxed their tense nerves, and cheerful laughter could be heard from time to time on the platform.
Yet no one noticed.
Someone had already secretly sneaked into the common cemetery.
A pale, skinny figure, clad in a black magic robe, was walking in the dark and eerie cemetery.
Looking at the familiar cemetery environment in front of me.
Khajiit's sunken eye sockets were filled with gloom. Anyone who returned to the place where he died would not have any good memories or mood.
The wind is howling.
The branches of the dead trees in the cemetery swayed in the pale moonlight, like threatening hands. The undead in the cemetery had been cleared out by the joint forces during this period.
The entire common cemetery seemed very quiet at this time.
The only sound left was Khajiit's footsteps, which kept echoing in the empty area and among the tombstones, making it seem even more terrifying.
Ta-ta-ta-ta
Khajiit had a gloomy face, holding a staff in his hand, using it as a crutch as he walked, stuck to the road.
As if it was intentional.
With every step, the base of the staff struck the ground hard.
"The leader asked me to return here because of the rumors during this period." Kajit thought silently.
Although more than half a year has passed since he was resurrected from death, his strength has not yet fully recovered.
Some time ago.
He has been accompanying the leader in the undead kingdom of Shadow King "Horror", one of the three legendary dark night liches.
According to Kajit's observation, the leader should want to reach some kind of cooperation with the legendary existence, but judging from the current results, it has not been smooth.
Recall the scenes you saw.
Khajiit was extremely excited. Only an undead as powerful as the Shadow King, who could easily destroy a country and even occupy a country as his territory, could truly be called the "King of the Undead".
If I also possessed such powerful strength, I would definitely be able to develop a powerful resurrection magic to revive my mother.
Deep in the common cemetery, a ruined temple appeared before our eyes.
Khajiit's eyes turned cold, his face became even gloomier, and he walked towards the temple emitting a chill.
This is where he died!
In a trance.
It seemed as if he could still feel the burning and pain of the Fire Archangel's flaming sword piercing his chest.
Khajiit put his hand on his chest, walked up the cracked and weed-covered steps, stood on the temple, raised his head and glanced around with a cold look.
Nothing at all.
"Get out here, asshole!"
Khajiit suppressed his inner rage, slammed the ground with the magic staff in his hand, and shouted.
The angry voice echoed in the cemetery and spread far away, startling the sleeping crows, birds and insects in the cemetery.
After waiting for a while, no one showed up.
Khajiit snorted coldly: "You are such a coward. Last time you hid behind the scenes and played tricks. What tricks are you going to play this time?"
The air is still.
It sounded like Khajiit was talking to himself in the cemetery like a lunatic.
"It's been so long, and you're still so angry." Suddenly, a sinister chuckle came from the front.
Khajiit quickly raised his head and looked forward.
I saw a figure wrapped in a red robe, his face covered by a black mask, and even his only exposed eyes were covered by a red hood. He appeared in front of me.
The positions of both parties at this moment were the same as before. Khajiit was still standing on the steps of the ruined temple, while Tang Zheng was standing about a hundred meters opposite the temple.
The only difference.
At that time, Khajiit was surrounded by a group of undead, while Tang Zheng was surrounded by the Archangel of Fire.
"After all, we are old friends." Tang Zheng laughed softly, "I wanted to keep your body as a memorial, but your body just disappeared in a flash."
“It’s amazing.”
"From that moment on, I knew that we two old friends would definitely meet again, you see, just like we are meeting now."
Although Tang Zheng's outfit was different from before, the moment Kajit saw Tang Zheng, he confirmed that he was the one who killed him.
As the saying goes, "When enemies meet, they become jealous of each other."
Khajiit's eyes were red, and he raised his hands angrily: "Go to hell!"
"Negative laser!"
A dark gray light shot out from Khajiit's palm, streaking across the dark night and quickly attacking Tang Zheng.
Facing this extremely fast light attack.
"Dimensional shift."
Tang Zheng's figure flashed, disappeared from his original place and appeared at the next place.
Bang! The negative light hit the place where Tang Zheng was just now, blasting a hole in the ground with a loud noise.
"Dimensional movement? Mana-based magic, why don't you use angel summoning?" Khajiit looked at Tang Zheng, his eyes bloodshot and angry.
After his resurrection, he knew, after being reminded by the alliance leader, that the reason why this bastard could summon so many angels at once was because they were summoned through scrolls.
(End of this chapter)
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