After experiencing an ultimate release that almost cost him his life, Carl's voice trembled as he received Hope's treatment.

Ying's condition was not much better than his, so Carl was also using healing magic to treat her.

The three of them now stood in a row, treating the person in front of them one by one, just like what was described in martial arts novels.

"Luckily this evil ritual only consumed your vitality. If it even reduced your physical strength, you wouldn't have anywhere to cry!"

Seeing that Carl had finished casting the spell, Hope slapped Carl on the back of the head.

This was the first time she used heavy hands on Karl, and Karl was directly beaten and pressed on Ying.

"Ahahaha, sorry, sorry, I won't do that again."

Amid Ying's cries, Carl got up again and laughed at Hope.

Then, he put away his smile and analyzed with a serious expression:

"Now it seems that the first line that seems meaningless is probably actually pointing to a certain existence, and then it is He who transforms the life force of the volunteer into the spiritual energy of the other party."

Voluntary, yes, in this ritual, the victims were judged to be voluntary.

This seemed to involve ritual knowledge and the occult, which Carl didn't know much about.

But he figured out why those lines stimulated "color".

Because probably only in this situation will the "victim" be eager to give voluntarily.

And the situation was roughly as Carl guessed.

Although part of Ying's vitality was also converted into Carl's psychic nourishment, the difference between the two was huge, and Ying's benefit was obviously higher than Carl's.

Even though she lost consciousness far more times than Carl did during the whole process.

"Let's seal these things up for now. Or, should we notify the locals..."

Just when he was about to make use of the power of Storm Bay officials, Ying stopped himself halfway through his words.

The official organization formed by the pirates of the Storm Council has shown restraint by not oppressing the good. If they are asked to investigate this matter, I am afraid that all of them will soon become food for the drow.

The Dragonmark families would probably take precautions against this, but judging by Bain and Scorpion's experiences in recent years, they don't really care about the lives of the lower-class people.

After listening to Carl's advice, Bane did serve as a guard for two years, and the Dragonmark Family did help him deal with the problem.

However, the experience of those two years was really tiring. Bain had to go out with the team to collect dragon crystal every day. For two whole years, he did not have a single day of rest.

If Scorpion had not revealed his identity as a drow and used the drow's intelligence to become an intelligence agent for the "Tavern", Bain would have been exhausted to death.

After using magic to clean himself and Ying's bodies, they put on their clothes and walked out of the bedroom.

It seemed that Scorpion and Bane had finished their conversation a long time ago. They sat side by side on the sofa, and Bane's eyes were a little dull.

Seeing the three people coming out, Scorpion said worriedly: "This thing can no longer be used in the future."

After saying that, she turned her head to look at her husband and touched his face with heartache.

Bane was much thinner now than before, and even the muscles on his body seemed to have shrunk.

"Of course, and I will write to my teacher and ask him to help investigate whether the drow in Khorvaire have also mastered this ritual."

After comforting Bain, Carl went to prepare the medicinal food.

In the next few days, Carl and his crew rested and gathered their strength, preparing to visit the Xen'drik adventure zone for the third time in a while.

They can't take care of the matters of the drow and the union ceremony for the time being, and can only try to help the captured people when they encounter them.

However, in the eyes of those captured rookie adventurers, Carl and his companions might just be meddling in other people's business.

…

It took longer than expected to recuperate, and after a week, Bane finally recovered fully.

In order to prevent the embarrassment of not being able to use large power armor in the narrow terrain last time, Carl increased the volume of Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid in his body and reactivated the Tiga-type power armor specifically.

Once the light Moon Spirit Armor becomes ineffective in combat, he will directly mobilize more Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid and transform it into a Tiga-type power armor.

In short, this exploration focuses on lightweighting.

Just like the previous two explorations, Carl's team headed to the adventure area from the cave on the west side.

However, to their surprise, they ran into the rest of the team as soon as they jumped to the new area.

"Ha! Originally, this amount of dragon crystals was not enough to share, and now a group of people have come. What do you think? Should we join forces to deal with them first?"

Not far in front of Carl and his companions, two teams were confronting each other over an area where Eberron dragon crystals grew. Upon seeing Carl and his companions coming, the leader of the left team grinned and gave advice to the enemy on the opposite side.

But before the leader of the other team could reply, Carl spoke first.

"Is this the thief-eating-the-thief thing in Xen'drik? Those dragon crystals look like they can be sold for at least a thousand gold coins, but with the number of people on both sides, even if one side wins, each person can only get more than 400 gold coins at most.

Even so, it has to be divided equally. The leader gets the biggest share, and the remaining captains and team leaders get a share. In the end, those younger brothers who really fight will probably not even have one or two hundred gold coins left.

If an ordinary adventure team hunts a few more beasts, the better furs may be worth more than ten gold coins.

I risked my life, but the money I earned was less than what ordinary hunters earned from hunting twice."

The slightly teasing voice magically resounded throughout the entire open space, and the younger brothers who were originally confronting each other with weapons immediately became shaken by Carl's crickets.

In fact, what Carl said has a big loophole. It is difficult for an ordinary hunting team to harvest furs worth more than ten gold coins each. Those furs must be from beasts of at least level 8.

However, if such words were said before a battle, those who were already about to fight to the death would naturally hesitate.

Everyone came to Xen'drik to make money, so why would they fight to the death over a disagreement? Is it worth risking your life for a few hundred gold coins? This little money is not even enough to go to the priest to revive once!

In just a moment, the weapons in the hands of both sides began to fall to the ground.

The two leaders looked at this and thought, how can this be possible?

But if he ordered his men to consume the enemy first, he might be counterattacked by these guys whose mentality has been shaken.

So, the two leaders cursed Carl in their hearts, and then attacked him together.

"Hmph! Well done!"

With a sneer, Carl took out a giant machete from his dimensional bag and rushed forward with the knife.

When the two leaders were about to attack, Carl held the sword in front of him as if he had predicted it.

Two "ding-dong" sounds.

The broad blade of the broadsword plus the 19 points of strength brought by the Moon Spirit Armor perfectly blocked the attacks of the two warrior leaders of the combat master profession.

With a "whoosh" sound, Carl turned the blade and assumed a horizontal slashing posture.

The two warrior leaders' brains buzzed, and they immediately realized that the enemy might not be the small character they originally thought.

However, before they could perform the triple apology, Carl's attack had already been launched.

The medium-sized warrior with 19 points of strength wielded a broadsword and swept it towards the waists of the two warriors.

Without bothering to say anything else, the two of them rolled away, one in front of the other.

The one going backwards wanted to get away from Carl, while the one going forward was planning to get close to Carl and then launch a counterattack.

But he was blinded by his thoughts.

Almost at the same time when he launched a wave of movements to prepare for a sneak attack on Carl from behind, Carl also launched a wave of movements and held the big knife in front of him again.

The opponent's smooth little combos all hit the big sword, and the recoil force even made it difficult for him to hold the weapon steadily.

He was about to step back to avoid it, but the big knife in Carl's hand had already hit him directly.

Strike horizontally, then lift up, and then chop vertically down.

In just a few seconds, Carl demonstrated to everyone the standard use of the giant weapon.

"Hey! Why are you retreating so far? Don't you want the Dragon Crystal anymore?"

He shouted at the leader who had retreated far away, and the big knife in Carl's hand was suddenly thrown away by him.

The huge blade flew straight towards the warrior leader, scaring him so much that he once again used the seemingly omnipotent rolling technique.

But at this moment, the warrior leader suddenly felt his movements become a little stiff.

In the peripheral vision, a blue freezing ray hit his body.

Then, he felt the world spinning and his vision dimmed.

"It seems like you've made great progress in using giant weapons recently."

In the rear, Bain and others arrived late.

Pulling out the big knife that was stuck in the ground, Carl walked to the dragon crystal bush and took one-third of the share.

"It's not bad. Maybe it can be considered a family tradition? My father is quite good at this."

After being humble to Bane, Carl turned his head and looked at the younger brothers who were standing still.

"Just divide the rest among yourselves. Really? Can't you think of resolving the issue peacefully? With your meager skills, you're trying to be a traitor to your fellow thieves. You don't know what you're talking about!"

Carrying a big knife, Carl returned to the team with one third of the dragon crystal, and then rode away with his companions on a motorcycle.

The remaining two groups looked at each other, then consciously distributed the remaining dragon crystals among themselves, and then each took the remaining half and left the area.

On the ground, the bodies of the two original leaders of the adventure group stared blankly at the sky, as if regretting why they wasted time, only to have this tough guy come.

If we had known this would happen, we would have each split it in half.

At least in that case, they would still be alive and their subordinates would still be obedient.

Unfortunately, not only did they lose their lives, but their subordinates had no intention of reviving them and all left.

The breeze blew through the surrounding trees, making a rustling sound.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly a huge rock burst into light.

A middle-aged man dressed in animal skins walked out from the rocks. Seeing the crime scene with only two bodies, he frowned.

"I thought I could leave more experimental subjects behind, but now... forget it. Two will do. As for the experimental subjects that left... I can only wait and go to Storm Bay to see the results later."

After saying that, the middle-aged man took out two seeds from his animal skin clothes and planted them between the two corpses.

(End of this chapter)