With the escape of the Cultist leader, this chaotic battle finally came to an end.
The corpse of Cultist was lying on the ground.
"It's over----"
Sky let out a long breath, and her tense shoulders slumped slightly. She put away Hand Crossbow, and her eyes fell on Ruiwen, who was leaning against the rock wall.
The female nurse with a thin presence was lowering her head. The sharp spider leg was still inserted into her left shoulder. Dark red liquid dripped down her pale arm and accumulated a small puddle on the dusty ground.
"Don't move, the wound is still bleeding." Sky strode forward and took out a bottle of high-concentration Holy Water that had been prepared from the leather pouch on his waist. "There are barbs on the spider's legs. It may have injured deep muscles. It must be purified and healed immediately."
As she spoke, she reached out to lift Ruiwen's ridiculously large gray robe, preparing to check the injury.
"No----"Ruiwen's reaction was frighteningly intense.
The moment Sky's fingers just touched the edge of the robe, Ruiwen suddenly shrank back like a wild cat whose tail had been stepped on. Even ignoring the pain of the wound, his body twisted weirdly and directly avoided Sky's hand.
"Don't----light----will hurt----"
Ruiwen's voice was obviously trembling.
She Dead Zone clutched her collar and huddled her body into the deeper shadows, as if the bottle of Holy Water that exuded a gentle and shimmering light was some deadly poison.
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But in that moment of tugging, a large piece of the collar of the wide robe was inevitably torn open.
And Sky's hand froze in mid-air, and his lips opened slightly, as if he had seen something incredible.
She stretched out her hands and made a somewhat clumsy circle in the air, making a swallowing sound in her throat.
"I didn't expect----" Sky murmured to himself, "I usually hide it----so deeply----"
Xia Lin is squatting a few meters away at the moment, checking the dead Mutant Spider Mother.
Hearing the movement here, his eyes only paused on Ruiwen's wound for a moment before he felt something was wrong.
The wound penetrated by the sharp spider legs showed no signs of redness, swelling or inflammation like ordinary people.
The edge of the wound showed a dead gray-white color, and the blood flowing out looked like some kind of old asphalt.
What's even weirder is that although the wound looks hideous and terrifying, the amount of bleeding is pitifully small. The dark black blood even begins to solidify the moment it touches the air, as if her body itself rejects the concept of "bleeding".
(Sure enough----)
Xia Lin was secretly shocked and gently rubbed the hilt of the sword with his fingers.
This once again confirmed his previous conjecture.
([Any Door] during the previous battle could still be said to be a high-level mage, but this inhuman physiological characteristic, coupled with the ghost-like way of movement - the characteristics of Death Soul Sprite are becoming more and more obvious. She is not purely human at all.)
At the same time, she was scanned again.
[Ruiwen]
[Race: alien creature]
[Occupation: Mage (Necromancy/Anatomy Specialization) Lv.12/Alien Lv.6]
[Attributes: Strength 8, Agility 12, Constitution??? (inanimate characteristics), Intelligence 24, Perception 16, Charm 12]
[Status: disguise (human), loose sutures, full of magic power]
[Note: Don't be fooled by that layer of skin. The system judgment results show that she is essentially different from humans than the difference between humans and monkeys.]
At this time, Sky seemed to have not recovered from the "visual shock" just now. She retracted her hand in embarrassment, but
Her professional habits made her subconsciously want to ask Ruiwen why she rejected the Holy Light.
Xia Lin immediately stepped forward and held Sky's shoulders.
He shook his head at Sky and motioned her to shut up with his eyes. He did not want this upright Inquisitor to conflict with Ruiwen, especially this guy with a comprehensive level of 18. Although the racial level for a mage cannot increase her spellcasting level.
Sky was stunned for a moment, then he seemed to have thought something wrong, his cheeks turned slightly red, and he stuttered and explained, "What are you doing----I'm not envious----"
"Envy?" Xia Lin was confused, "Envy for what? Envy that she can heal herself without using Divine Art? Everyone has secrets, and if others don't want to use Divine Art, forget it."
"Oh----it's okay then----" Sky quickly shifted his gaze and pretended to adjust his gloves, "Since there is no need for treatment, let's clean up the battlefield."
Ruiwen was still huddled in the corner, looking at Xia Lin with a complicated look, then silently took out a roll of bandages and wrapped it around himself, his movements so skillful that it made people feel distressed.
The battlefield cleaning work began immediately.
Xia Lin walked straight towards the huge Mutant Shadow Spider female corpse. This was the number one target today.
He cut open the spider mother's abdomen and took out the core group of glands. It was wrapped in a group of silk threads like flowing night, [High-Purity Shadow Spider Silk].
[Remarks: Not only is the toughness amazing, but it also has a strong shadow energy erosion effect. Sli Klin's big ant will probably have its tentacles raised when he sees this thing.]
"Done." Xia Lin put the spider silk into the special sealed box with satisfaction.
Then, he walked towards the small cave. That was where Cultist stored trading supplies.
The box was not locked, or in other words, Cultist was destroyed by the group before he could lock it.
Xia Lin kicked the lid open.
The golden light was almost blinding under the illumination of the torch.
There are more than twenty bags of Gold Coins neatly stacked inside, and a rough estimate is that there are at least two thousand pieces.
Mixed in the Gold Coins pile were several items exuding magic waves: two rings, a wand engraved with an eagle's head, and a black diary with a badly worn cover.
Xia Lin picked up the diary and flipped through two pages. It contained dense records of various chronicles about the transformation, ripening, and transactions with certain underground forces of magical creatures. There were even crazy ideas about "sacrifice rituals."
Xia Lin was in a good mood and came out whistling.
"The harvest is quite fruitful." He shook one of the money bags at Sky, "Whoever meets you will get a share, can you share half of it?"
Sky stood aside with her arms folded. She didn't even look at those Gold Coins and said coldly, "This is dirty money and should be turned over to the national treasury."
"Maybe you are not suitable to be an adventurer." Xia Lin smiled and shook his head, then stuffed the money bag into his own Space Bag, "If you are too rigid, you will starve to death."
Sky glared at him through the mask.
That funny face with a red nose and a big beard, coupled with her angry body language, looked weird and funny.
On the other hand, Ruiwen obviously has no interest in Gold Coins or quarreling.
She was immersed in her own "harvest" joy, which seemed extremely horrifying to outsiders. She squatted in front of those huge iron cages, staring at the restless mutant monsters inside with bright eyes.
"Perfect ----specimen----"
Ruiwen's fingers separated the iron railings and traced the muscle lines of those monsters in the void, his eyes were fervent and focused.
"This gland--it's so well-developed--it must be beautiful if cut out and embalmed--"
"The wings of this Wyvern - the bone structure has mutated - are of great research value -"
Xia Lin opened [Item Appraisal] and glanced at the monsters.
[Mutation Wyvern (larvae)]
[Condition: precursor to genetic collapse, extremely weak, remaining life span: 3 days]
[Note: This is a group of forcibly ripened defective products. They are worthless except for use as disposable bombs or anatomical materials.]
"They don't live long." Xia Lin walked over and reminded them, "They are all ripened, and their internal organs have begun to fail."
"It doesn't matter----" Ruiwen didn't look back, and there was a kind of morbid joy in his voice, "It's better to be dead----you won't move----you won't make any noise----you can be cut open by me quietly----"
She took out a slender pendulum from her sleeve and swung it gently in front of the monsters.
[Group Suggestion Spell]
As the pendulum swayed, the eyes of the originally manic and roaring monsters gradually became dull, and finally they hung their heads obediently like puppets whose souls had been taken away.
Ruiwen took out an ordinary-looking hemp rope and flicked it, and the rope automatically wrapped around the necks of those monsters as if they were alive.
She stood up, holding the long string of terrifying monsters in her hand, like a housewife returning from a visit to the vegetable market.
"Okay----"
Ruiwen walked to the pile of Cultist's corpses and took out a patched Space Bag.
Put all the corpses that were still intact into it.
After doing all this, her originally gloomy and low pressure dissipated a lot, and her whole person looked a little light-hearted.
She walked up to the two of them, still lowering her head, not daring to look directly into their eyes, but her voice was much clearer than before.
"Thank you----"
Ruiwen stretched out his pale hand and gently touched the corner of Sky's clothes.
"Good shield----good bait----"
Sky:
Xia Lin:
(Although it is a compliment, why does it sound so awkward?)
"This ---- harvest is enough for me to study for a long time ----" Ruiwen showed an almost invisible smile, "Next time ---- if there is such a ---- party ---- remember to call me----"
After saying that, she did not hesitate. She led the group of terrifying monsters with dull eyes, and her figure gradually merged into the intricate darkness deep in the sewer.
Looking at her disappearing back and the monsters destined to be torn into pieces on the operating table, Xia Lin couldn't help but sigh.
"Rather than being used as a specimen by this crazy woman, I think they might prefer to die in the battle just now."
Leaving the depressed Underground Cavity, Xia Lin and Sky climbed up the ladder to the ground. The exit was the suburbs of the capital.
It was already late at night.
The two walked side by side on a path overgrown with grass.
"It's not that simple." Xia Lin analyzed while wiping the blood on the sword, "That group of Cultist is not just a simple worshiper of devils. Pazuzu believers usually like to create plagues and storms, but these people are amassing funds and force by transforming Warcraft."
"Moreover, the escaped leader and the masked man." Xia Lin narrowed his eyes, "The leader has high-level protective rare items, and he can also produce expensive gemstones like Revealing Emblem. The masked man is not a small character, he is probably an agent of a big noble or a chamber of commerce. There is a complete chain of interests behind this."
Sky stood by the river, took off the funny mask, and revealed his original cold face.
She listened silently and nodded.
"Your analysis is correct." Her voice was heavy, revealing a deep exhaustion, "We must go back and write a report immediately. The infiltration of the sewers by Pazuzu believers, the illegal transactions between Mad Rat and Cultist, and the characteristics of the mysterious masked man - all of this must be reported to Inquisition."
However, when the word "report" was mentioned, Sky's speaking speed suddenly slowed down.
She lowered her head and looked at the crossbow arrow in her hand that was still stained with black blood. Her originally firm eyes became confused and struggling. The moonlight shone on her long silver hair, making her look like a porcelain that was about to break.
"I'll put it all in the report----"
Sky lowered his head and looked at the tips of his boots, as if there was some profound puzzle there.
"This may--be the last time I write a report."
Xia Lin paused while wiping his sword.
He raised his head in surprise. "What do you mean? Are you going to be promoted? Calderon is finally willing to give you a long vacation?"
Sky turned around with her back to the moonlight, making her expression unclear.
"No----"
"I'm resigning."
"Tomorrow morning, I will submit my resignation to Mr. Calderon and withdraw from Imperial Tribunal."
Xia Lin knows people like Sky very well.
This woman is simply the embodiment of "order" and "justice". She values Inquisition's Badge more important than her life.
When she was Botanical Garden, she would even bow and apologize to civilians for official negligence.
For her to say the word "resign" means that her belief system has collapsed.
"Why?" Xia Lin put away his sword and stood up, "Is it because of what happened to Mad Rat today? Or is it because the masked man ran away?"
Sky avoided Xia Lin's gaze.
"This is Inquisition's internal matter." She said coldly, "It has nothing to do with you. Consultant Xia Lin, our cooperation ends here."
After saying that, she turned around and left.
But the turning movement seemed so hesitant, and she glanced at Xia Lin unconsciously. There was no expulsion in her eyes, but a kind of weakness that longed to be retained.
Xia Lin looked at her back and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
(A duplicitous woman.)
If nothing like what happened today, he might have just shrugged and walked away. After all, everyone has their own choice, and he, an adventurer, doesn't have to meddle in other people's business.
But today he made a fortune, and he was in a very good mood. In addition, Sky's "surveillance" these days, although it was surveillance in name, was actually more like a clumsy follower, helping him solve many battles.
More importantly, he had a vague feeling that Sky's "resignation" seemed to be closely related to his uninformed "surveillance" mission.
"Since it is an internal matter, I really have nothing to do with it."
Xia Lin's voice sounded slowly behind Sky.
Sky's body stiffened slightly, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
"But," Xia Lin changed the subject, "Who said I was asking you as a consultant?"
"Come out, big guy!"
With a low shout, a huge magic circle lit up in the wilderness.
"Roar!"
With a deep and deep roar, a huge creature appeared out of thin air on the grass.
It has rough and thick gray-green skin like a rock, limbs as thick as Temple pillars, and a huge head.
With three sharp long horns on top, the bone shield behind the neck is as majestic as a crown.
Triceratops.
As soon as this giant beast from ancient times appeared, it brought a strong visual impact. It blew out a breath of hot breath and swung its tail unconsciously, sweeping away a bush.
Sky was startled and subconsciously stepped back, but soon discovered that the giant beast had no intention of attacking. Instead, it lowered its head meekly and rubbed Xia Lin's palm.
"W-what do you want to do?"
"Come up." Xia Lin turned over and climbed up Triceratops's broad back, and then stretched out his hand to Sky below.
"What are you doing? We have business----"
"Since you are about to resign, at this moment, you are a free adventurer." Xia Lin shook his hand, "Adventurers are on their way, of course they have to mount a mount. Come up!"
Sky hesitated for a moment, looked at the hand reaching out to him, and then looked at the magical beast that he had never seen before.
Finally, she reached out her hand out of nowhere and grabbed Xia Lin.
Xia Lin pulled hard and pulled her onto Triceratops's back.
Triceratops's back is very wide, more than enough for two people to sit on it. Its skin feels rough but warm, giving it a
Extraordinarily solid sense of security.
"Sit tight!"
Xia Lin patted Triceratops's neck, and the giant beast took heavy steps and walked slowly along the river bank.
The night breeze blows, bringing a bit of coolness.
"Did you know?" Xia Lin patted Triceratops's rough neck, and his tone became a little nostalgic, "When I was a child - I mean, in my hometown, most children have a dream."
"What dream?" Sky answered subconsciously.
"That's having a Dinosaur." Xia Lin said with a smile, with a twinkle in his eye, "We didn't have a real Dinosaur at that time, so we could only sleep with the model in our arms, dreaming about riding a Tyrannosaurus rex through the jungle, or riding a Triceratops to crush all obstacles."
"They are powerful and ancient." Xia Lin patted the giant beast under him, "At that time, I felt that as long as we have Dinosaur, there will be no obstacles in the world that are difficult to overcome, and there will be no monsters that cannot be defeated."
Sky listened quietly.
She looked at Xia Lin's profile, and saw the way he was beaming when he talked about these "childish" dreams.
While controlling Triceratops to avoid stones on the roadside, he vividly told the embarrassing story of collecting Dinosaur cards and imitating the cry of Tyrannosaurus rex when he was a child.
There are no bloody fights or heavy plots in his stories, only the innocence and romance of children.
Sky listened quietly.
Unknowingly, her tense body relaxed. She looked at the back of the man in front of her and smiled softly at some point.
It was a smile from the heart after letting down the guard.
"You were so stupid when you were a kid," she said softly.
"Yes, stupid people are lucky." Xia Lin turned his head and caught that smile.
Triceratops stopped on the river beach.
He looked at Sky and his eyes became serious.
"Among the rules of adventurers, there is an unwritten law."
"What rule?" Sky asked.
Xia Lin raised a finger. "The dead keep secrets, but living teammates must share stories."
"I just shared my childhood story with you. It was my secret. Now, it's your turn."
Sky's smile solidified.
She lowered her head and dug her fingers into Triceratops's rough skin unconsciously.
"I----"
"There are no internal affairs, Sky." Xia Lin's voice softened, "There are only worries about teammates. You just fought side by side with me and gave me your back. If you think that's not enough——"
He pointed at the giant beast under him. "Then you are sitting on my Dinosaur now. This is my childhood dream. I have let you ride my dream, are you still going to hide it from me?"
This sentence is a bit rogue and a bit funny, but it breaks through Sky's mental defense.
Sky looked at Xia Lin's sincere eyes.
At this moment, she was no longer the Inquisitor who had to be tight all the time.
She was just a girl who was deceived by her boss, overwhelmed by her family's destiny, and felt confused and wronged.
"I----"
Her voice was filled with tears, and she looked particularly helpless in the evening breeze.