Chapter 120

Strong. What a mighty ship, worthy of the name Royal Fleet. With this fleet, the kingdom has no enemies at sea, and all enemies have only death. But just such a warship has now become a lifeless "Ghost Ship". Edward felt that the pungent smell like violet in his nose became thicker and thicker. He raised his head and saw a black figure jumping off the boat. The other party made no sound when it landed, just like a drop of rain falling on the sea or grease dripping on the ground. It was a figure over two meters tall. It seemed to be wearing a black robe, but when it got closer, Edward discovered that it was not a black robe, but a part of its body. Edward It is really difficult to describe this ghost thing in words. It is like a puddle of mud or other highly plastic liquid material that has been forcibly combined into a human shape. Edward felt his stomach churn just by looking at the other person's smooth and sticky skin, the dull hollows that served as facial features, the fine folds, and the lines rooted in the hollows that were reminiscent of maggots. This twisted monster silently walked towards Edward, its hollow facial features seemed to be observing him, and its sticky breath licked his whole body. This feeling made Edward feel particularly uncomfortable. He suppressed his nausea and fear, took out a badge from his arms, and showed it to the monster. The moment the badge appeared, the disgusting licking feeling disappeared immediately. The monster's soft and smooth body trembled, and a dark egg-shaped object was squeezed out of its body. In order to prevent the egg from falling to the ground, Edward subconsciously caught it. Unexpectedly, the monster exploded with countless bubbles and turned into a pool of liquid that was incompatible with its surroundings in the blink of an eye. Is this the end? Edward looked at the egg-shaped object in his hand. It was about the size of an ordinary person's head, but it was extremely light. It was not as smooth as expected when touched, and its surface was actually as rough as a stone. As long as you take this thing back, you can get the money. Edward's heart is hot, but his brain is empty. He looked around vigilantly, and after finding nothing unusual, he returned to the sewer entrance, preparing to return the same way. "You'd better leave that thing behind." A low, low voice, easily reminiscent of a sick patient, suddenly sounded. Edward felt cold all over, and only later did he realize that there was a faint complex smell approaching him. Edward almost did not hesitate, immediately transformed into a werewolf, and swallowed the black pebbles in one gulp. If you want to take away his things, you have to cut open his body first! "You really don't know how to live or die... Ahem, you can obviously die in less pain, tsk, although I don't know if you have that kind of procedure." As the voice rang again, a man wearing a black windbreaker, with a sallow face and a seemingly lifeless face slowly walked out of the rain. Edward felt unprecedented pressure from him, especially the smell on his body, which was a mixture of many kinds of smells. Edward boasted that his keen sense of smell could only smell some of the smells of belladonna, oleander and other poisonous plants. He originally thought that the other party was an investigator from the Investigation Bureau because of the black windbreaker he was wearing, but this idea was quickly abandoned. The sickly guy took off his windbreaker and threw it on the ground, revealing his weak and thin body. "Ahem... you still have three seconds to escape..." Three seconds? Edward Before he could react, his vision went dark, his throat felt sweet, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of black and smelly blood. "It seems that your poison resistance is much lower than I thought. It's really useless." He shook his head, thinking that it would be a difficult task, but in the end, he didn't even see an enemy all the way to the destination, and the guy who was suspected of being a boss couldn't even withstand a shot of voodoo. "In other words, compared to NPCs, the real danger of this mission is other players?" The sickly player thought this way. When he saw Edward's huge body collapsed on the ground due to the effect of voodoo, he stepped forward without care to end Edward's life. After all, he is a fragile Voodoo Practitioner, and the opponent's big claws can probably wipe out his health bar in one blow. And compared to NPCs, it is more important to get rid of other players first. "Brother, this mission was first discovered by our studio. If you step back and leave here, we can give you a compensation afterwards. But if you are determined to go against us, the reward will not be as simple as a mission reward." "Ahem... who are you?" Voodoo Practitioner turned around and found that the player was not a single player, but seemed to be from the same guild or studio. One-on-one is okay, no player can beat him, but one-on-one is very troublesome. Voodoo Practitioner thought with some distress. "We are Top White Star Studio. If you are sensible, buddy, just withdraw on your own." "I have never heard of it. How dare you claim to be top?" The leader looked like an idiot. Voodoo Practitioner instantly lost the idea of arguing with them. He took out a bottle of magic potion and was about to release a large area of aoe, but saw those people suddenly looked panicked. He was scared before he cast the spell? Is this the top studio? Voodoo Practitioner Before he had time to think too much, he felt a gust of wind blowing past him. While lightly taking away half of his body, it passed through the players of Sharpei Studio and disappeared into the night. Only then did he realize that the cunning ghost NPC had not lost its fighting ability due to poisoning, but was pretending to be waiting for him to lose vigilance or look away. Chapter 125: In the old days, Li Wen searched around but could not find Moria. After asking several members of Artificer's Hand in succession, he learned that the other party had left. There is still a lot of time before the ship arrives at Black Raven Port. Did Moria take action so early? Li Wen was hard to understand for a while. She is not in a hurry. According to the original world line, this treasure-hunting incident will last for several days. Even if there are various effects caused by her appearance, it cannot end immediately. After all, this incident involves too many extraordinary people. Li Wen, who had nothing to do, asked Selwyn and got the opportunity to go to Artificer's Hand Society's library to read. This is really rare. For Magic Society, they rarely open their library to outsiders, because most of it is magic knowledge that they have collected or sorted out, and it is an internal secret. The reason why Selwyn is so generous is probably because of Marymana's face. Li Wen mainly checked some related books or records about the history of Leicester City, and found out that before the Holy Monastery, there was indeed an ancient monastery on its original site. However, Li Wen looked through all the possible information and could not find any details about that monastery, and there was no record of even its name. This is a bit intriguing. That monastery must be Muen Abbey, but not only the saint, but even the monastery established by the saint is not allowed to have any records. It is difficult to imagine what Saint Floran did to end up like this. And the only one who can erase a saint and all the traces he left behind is Secret Church. The old priest of Muen Abbey said that Saint Floran finally abandoned the monastery and went to Canaan. This seems to mean that if Li Wen wants to get the answer, including the answer to Saint Floran, including Path of Light Chasing, the only way is to go to Canaan. That was also what happened later. Li Wen found "Ancient Sun Chronicle" in the library again, which aroused her interest. This is a book about the ancient sun