Roddy knew very well that there were indeed such random "Profession Quests" after gaining advanced professions.
He, who had once advanced as a Ranger, had received a quest to strengthen his "Marksmanship" talent after switching to PVP. The specific reason was that during that period of time, he had been crazily farming dungeons and had shot more than a certain number of arrows, thus triggering this "Profession Quest" that could strengthen the power and accuracy of his arrows. Roddy had encountered many other professions, and similar situations had occurred. In short, the conditions were very random, but if completed, there would be a generous reward.
The "Witcher" profession was something that Roddy had never encountered before, so he was very curious about the "Profession Quests". Scanning the map, Roddy switched to tracking mode several times. After confirming that there were no suspicious enemies around, he quickly opened the [Quest Panel]:
[Demon's Blood]
Quest Description:
You have encountered the subspecies of demons, but have not seen the evil and terrifying true demons.
They are a terrifying army from another plane, a crazy destroyer that seeks to destroy the world — and you are their nemesis!
Find them and kill them! Use the demon's blood to strengthen yourself and become the most powerful witcher!
There were two rows of quest rewards listed below. Roddy glanced at them and immediately frowned.
Quest Objective: Kill Demons 0/1
Quest Reward: Obtain the skill "Demon Control"
Skill Description: Proficient in the demon language, proficient in knowledge of the different types of demons. Damage to demonic creatures increased by 1%.
Quest Objective: Kill Demons 0/10
Quest Reward: Obtain the skill "Enslave Demons"
Skill Description:
Sign a Enslave Contract with a demon that is willing to submit to you, giving you the right to command the demon.
Consumption: Enslave Contract x1
Enslave Contract
Crafting Materials:
Demon Skin x1 Demon Blood x1 Spellcaster Blood x1
Consumption: All Mana
Cooldown: 3 days
"There is no such thing as" loyalty "in the eyes of demons."
Roddy stared at the words for a long time. He used to think that "Witcher" was a variant of "Ranger", but now it seemed that this was all just the tip of the iceberg.
What did "The Last Witcher" mean? What kind of path would the High Elf Ducar's legacy lead him on?
After landing, he closed the quest panel. He knew that it was unnecessary to think about this now. In all of Tasman, only Teflins had anything to do with demons, and they were just a "demon subspecies." Although there were definitely a few purebred "demons" on this continent, it would definitely take a lot of hard work to find them. Instead of painstakingly searching, it would be better to find a chance to ask Iscar and Kardashian. Based on their friendship, they would also reveal some information to him so that he could take fewer detours.
For now, Roddy just wanted to get back to Elsen City as soon as possible.
"Lord Roddy!"
Luther's voice came from the side. Roddy, who was riding on his horse, turned his head and saw that Luther's expression wasn't too good. He asked, "Is there something urgent?"
"My Lord, I don't know where we are going, but … if we continue forward, we will be very close to that purple fog region. I think … it's best for us to avoid that place. After all these years, I don't know what the fog has become. "
"Oh? So it's here. "
Roddy nodded. Although he was curious, he wasn't stupid enough to explore it himself. Roddy had always kept the principle of "you won't die if you don't court death" in mind, so he readily accepted the suggestion. "Natha, tell the people in front that we will avoid the area Luther mentioned and try not to get close."
"Yes."
The Wood Elf responded and left. Roddy looked to the left and saw that Merlinsera was looking at the scenery out of boredom, occasionally raising her hand to maintain the barrier around the team. Akasha, on the other hand, was staring blankly ahead, clearly thinking about something.
"Akasha, what have you been researching these days? You seem to be quite successful. "
"Huh?" Akasha came back to her senses and stuck her tongue out at Roddy. "I'm just curious why Necromancy is restrained by Holy Light. But after researching for a long time, I found that the construction of Holy Light and Necromancy is very similar, so the effect is somewhat similar …"
On both sides of the horse were a scepter and a bone staff. Rody found it difficult to determine Akasha's current identity. To be honest, he didn't understand the differences between divine spells and necromancy spells before they were released, because they were completely different from elemental spells. Even Merlinsera didn't understand them.
So, Roddy waved his hand and didn't ask any more questions. He changed the topic. "Oh right, you said that Teflin has a resistance to Divine Spells?"
"I tried it briefly. They feel pain from Divine Spells, but if there are wounds, Divine Spells can work, but the effect is slightly weaker than that of humans."
Akasha was a "smart" Priestess who was very good at research. She was very smart and could draw inferences about other things from one instance. Roddy found it strange too, but he couldn't figure it out at the moment. He could only let Akasha continue her research and wait until there were results.
So, the team of more than three hundred people continued to advance in the rainforest. At this speed, they would probably reach the hidden canyon of Gondola Mountain by the next afternoon.
And Roddy's trip to Tasman was about to come to an end.
… …
"We must find out who did this!"
"Those rebels can't do this …"
"How can five dammed lakes be blown up? How can they calculate so accurately? "
Chaotic discussions echoed in Oldmantius' meeting hall. The noble elders of the Undead Parliament were shocked by the fact that the army of 20,000 had died. The resulting debate almost tore the roof off the hall. Even the usually calm old fellows were a little angry at this moment.
What was more terrible than failure was a crushing defeat, and what was even more terrible than a crushing defeat was not knowing who had lost to!
Everyone had reason to believe that even with the help of the "Awakened", the "human rebel army" could not do this!
The dam of the dammed lakes was not an earthen wall, but a mountain that was piled up with millions of cubic meters of soil!
There was no one among the "Awakened" who had this ability. If there was anyone in Tasman who could do this, it was probably only the few experts standing at the top of the pyramid.
And such powerful existences, except for Augustine, basically all occupied a place in the parliament. But obviously … none of them would be so stupid as to attack their own people …
"The focus now is to find the reason. Caster has already reported what he should. What we need to do is to follow the clues and narrow down the scope, not to marvel at how clever the enemy's plot is! "
Augustine's voice sounded a little cold. Even if the elders did not give him face, they could only shut their mouths at this moment. They were actually a little flustered now. Without knowing who the enemy was, who would dare to act rashly? Who knew if the remaining 20,000 troops would suddenly be washed away by the flood …
"We didn't fully understand the dangers of the dammed lakes in the past. We need to immediately investigate the lakes that may threaten us and then report them. I suggest that we immediately send powerful elders to deal with them. Does anyone object to this proposal? "
Augustine rarely spoke like this. Obviously, he was annoyed by this group of old bones today and could not suppress his anger. However, what he said was the only reliable plan in today's meeting. After a few words of discussion, it was immediately approved by a unanimous vote.
This was a rare phenomenon in the past, but Augustine also knew that this had nothing to do with his prestige. They were simply afraid of death.
Sitting on the throne piled up with white bones, Augustine rubbed his eyebrows in annoyance. The extra wrinkles at the corners of his eyes had been forcibly repaired by him with magic. At least at this moment, he looked no different from before. Even his broken fingers had recovered.
At this moment, he was not thinking about how to deal with the undead army, but how to avoid this group of old fellows and quickly complete his research on the array. In Augustine's eyes, this was more important than attacking the Kingdom of Karen.
At this moment, his eyes suddenly widened. The image from Yogesa's soul link was suddenly transmitted to Augustine's mind!
Scenes flashed before his eyes. The strong Tefling and the annihilation of the heavy cavalry surprised Augustine. When he saw Rody appear and admit that he had killed twenty thousand undead, Augustine was stunned for a few seconds. After that, he was so angry that he almost smashed the throne under him.
He did it! Why is it him again!
Wait … Why did he come to Tasman?
Augustine took a deep breath. He immediately understood that Rody was here to take revenge on him.
A human noble who was so weak that he could be ignored had messed up his strategic deployment time and time again. Now, he had come to Tasman and not only slapped him in the face, but he had also subdued all the "mutants" he needed the most …
This could not be tolerated!
Augustine's lips trembled with anger, but his gaze swept over the nobles who were still arguing in front of him. He had no choice but to suppress his anger and say, "That's all for today's discussion. Do as I say. If you have any really useful suggestions, bring them up after the discussion. "
With that, he flicked his sleeves and left.
Augustine, who was on the verge of losing his composure, made the eyes of the nobles turn solemn. It had been a long, long time since they had seen the monarch take the initiative to get angry. The last time he had such emotions was during the turmoil in Tasman, which still made many feel uneasy.
Therefore, after looking at each other for a long time, these nobles did not say anything more and began to leave.
But they did not know that Augustine, who had already walked into the inner court, seemed to have made up his mind and finally stopped in front of the square pool.
"I can't wait any longer …"
He looked down at the clear pool full of ripples from the rain and muttered to himself. At the same time, he took out the white soul crystal that he always wore on his chest. "Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish."
Crack!
Augustine turned around and walked back to his laboratory. With every step he took, a crack would appear on the edge of the white pool from the inside out.
When he walked out of the courtyard, the sound of the pool cracking could be heard, and then it completely collapsed.
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