The two people facing each other in the thick fog were separated by ten meters, but the atmosphere was completely different from the previous pursuit.
Roddy looked at Sarota with a smile, as relaxed and casual as if he had met an old friend in a cafe on an afternoon. But Sarota's expression was as if he had facial neuritis. The corners of his mouth twitched as he looked at the human in front of him, unable to even speak.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Roddy, a scout from the Lucifron Family of the Kingdom of Karen. Well, I'm also a captain, almost at the same level as your subordinate called Kossa."
"You —"
"I know you have a lot of questions, but I'm afraid I don't have time to explain them to you one by one."
Sarota noticed that Roddy's gaze seemed to be looking at the top of his head. He raised his head in confusion but did not find anything. But when he turned his gaze back, he heard this person tilt his head slightly, as if he was inviting a dance partner to the stage at a banquet. He smiled and said, "Heh, time's up."
A puzzled expression appeared on Sarota's face, but before he could speak, he realized that the scenery in front of him suddenly became blurry. His body suddenly had a strange feeling of his senses being pulled away, as if he was going to float … But then he couldn't control himself as he watched the ground getting closer and closer until he knelt on the ground with a "pa da" sound …
He heard this human called Roddy speak in the Bulingan language. Having learned the human language, he vaguely recalled that it meant "leveling up", but even moving his face became an extravagant hope.
"Lost consciousness? That's good. It's better to die like this than to be beheaded. " Roddy did not seem to be afraid of Sarota's counterattack anymore. He took a few steps forward and stood in front of Sarota. He bent down and put his hand on Sarota's shoulder, saying in a deep voice, "You hate me? That's how it should be. You see … so many of you came to chase me in the morning. We scouts are very afraid, especially me. I'm the most timid and most afraid of death. I was almost caught and hacked to death in the morning. That was really scary. "
Sarota tried his best to widen his eyes, wanting to look at this demon-like fellow, but he could only move his eyelids weakly.
"You have guts, you have a plan, and you have a rather perverted boss. In the future, you will definitely think of plotting against the Human Kingdom. So … even though I'm afraid of death, I still decided to take the risk and lure you here to solve the problem. Heh, if you die, what does the Hammer of Rohar count for?"
Supporting Sarota's body, Roddy very amicably helped the Witch Doctor, whose consciousness was gradually fading, to sit up straight so that the Witch Doctor could look at him. Then, he continued to ramble on.
"I have a bad habit. I will always take revenge … Do you understand? I'll try not to stay overnight if I can. I've been very careful coming here, but you just won't let me be at ease. Then, I have no choice. "
Gradually losing consciousness, Sarota clearly sensed "death", but even at this time, he still didn't understand why he had to face the God of Death in the next moment. He was fine just a moment ago, but now …
"Not dead yet? Looks like my estimation of time isn't too accurate. It should be just a matter of a few seconds. It doesn't matter if I tell you. Do you see the surrounding fog? That alligator snapping turtle looks quite scary, but it's actually quite easy to kill, isn't it? But many people have tried to kill it and died, because … "
"This fog is poisonous."
"It loses 1% HP every five seconds. Even if your HP is higher than Rohar's, you will still die after 500 seconds."
"Are you surprised? Doubtful? Heh, do you think that I will drag you down with me even if I have to die? "
Roddy smiled and patted Sarota's shoulder. The latter's startled expression had already solidified. Following his slight fear, he collapsed to the side …
And in the air, a sentence that he would never be able to hear reverberated —
"I have two lives. You can't afford to hurt me."
…
Waiting in the silent Deathly Swamp was a kind of torture to anyone.
The strange and terrifying creatures at the bottom of the puddle made the scouts not dare to move at will. They didn't even dare to go far to relieve themselves. The death of those Orcs had left a lingering shadow in their hearts. So even if they sat on the grass a few meters away from the puddle, they would still stare at the calm water surface nervously, as though a terrifying monster would jump out of it at any time.
The atmosphere here was even more depressing than the graveyard. It was completely devoid of the usual liveliness of the Nehemia Grassland. There were no birds in the sky, and even the chirping of insects was extremely rare. Occasionally, they could hear a few conversations between the scouts, but they deliberately lowered their voices.
"Have you fought in a war before?"
"Some battles at the southern border, but I have never fought with the Orcs."
"It always feels … different. These Orcs make people feel fear. Even if there is only one, we have to overcome the fear in our hearts first … "
"Have you fought with them before?"
"A few months ago —"
"No, I mean a little earlier."
"A little earlier … About 15 years, maybe 16 years. I don't want to remember. In short, all my comrades died, and I was the only one who survived. In that battle, not a single one of them was injured, but we were almost completely wiped out …"
Lu Ge and Sodelor chatted. In the previous battle, besides Roddy, the two of them had performed rather well, so they could chat very well now. This was how it was in the army. Capable people had their own circle.
"I'm sorry to make you think of this, but now … perhaps you can give those old fellows an explanation."
Sodelor hugged his longsword as he sat there. Thick rain clouds floated past above his head. Occasionally, there would be some rain, but in the end, it did not rain heavily.
"An explanation … Yes, an explanation." Lu Ge seemed to have thought of something. His weather-beaten face seemed a little sad, but he remained silent and did not speak anymore.
As time passed, when the sun gradually sank into the distant horizon and the entire sky became a deep blue, these scouts finally discovered the black figure that was striding over from afar.
Step by step, carefully stepping on the puddles, carrying a large pile of unknown items on his shoulder, a bag on his back, and a strange white and brown object under his arm — when Roddy walked over, his footsteps were as relaxed and comfortable as before.
From afar, this feeling was like seeing the farmers in Norland Village returning from their farm work before the sky turned dark. After receiving their grain, they shook their heads and hummed a song, relaxed and carefree …
This scene at first made the scouts heave a sigh of relief. But when they stood up and waited for Roddy to walk over, the belated shock in their hearts suddenly emerged like a sudden clap of thunder after a lightning strike …
They all remembered what kind of characters followed Roddy. It was a genuine nine Wolf Riders and a Witch Doctor! Although a "Witch Doctor" was very mysterious to them, they felt that such a person was definitely much stronger than a "Magician".
And with such characters and nine fiendish Wolf Riders, Captain Roddy still managed to come back alive. Then, the enemy's fate … need not be mentioned.
Thinking of everything that this team of thirty had done these days, the soldiers' originally suppressed joy from the surrounding environment completely burst forth from the bottom of their hearts because of Roddy's safe return — a strong sense of pride, honor, confidence, and unity. These things sounded illusory, but after experiencing the flames of war, they began to become real.
Carrying the messy spoils of war, under the dim light, Roddy saw Sodelor, who was standing upright like a pine tree, waving at him.
And in front of him, not a single scout was standing in the same place. One by one, they were getting up from the grass. Their eyes no longer had the apprehension from before. Instead, it was a strong confidence tempered by the flames of war.
In the distance, Ruger was reaching out to grab those excited young men. That kind of trust that needed no more words was already very different from before.
And seeing this … Roddy finally revealed a smile after falling into a state of calmness and madness in the morning.
History had finally been changed.
Thinking of this, when he walked in front of the team, he was slightly startled. This was because he saw the scouts in front of him standing at attention on their own without any orders. Then, they gave him the most formal military salute of the kingdom.
At this moment, all words seemed a little redundant. Looking at the faces in front of him that were full of fighting spirit and confidence, Roddy opened his mouth, but in the end, it turned into a salute in return. Something seemed to be boiling in the chest of the soldiers. Although they looked calm on the surface, that feeling … was like a kindling in the bottom of their hearts, wanting to maintain some kind of feeling and will for a long time …
At night, the team that finally chose to rest in the swamp had already quietened down.
There was no bonfire in the temporary camp because there were almost no combustibles in the swamp, and dangerous water monsters lurked in the complicated puddles. So, under Roddy's orders, the soldiers chose to gather as much as possible and sleep with their clothes on.
Sodelor, Carter, Ruger, and Roddy were responsible for the night watch. Although they knew that there would be no danger here, Roddy still dutifully took the first shift. Of course, what he did more was to examine his gains after this battle.
Speaking of which, this battle seemed easy, but in fact, there were many surprises. For example, Sarota's strength was far stronger than he had imagined, so he did not expect the other party to use less than two minutes to directly kill that coarse and thick-skinned snapping turtle. If he had not used the "empty city strategy" to throw away his weapon and talk nonsense to stall for time, it was likely that the other party would have rushed up and killed him without saying a word …
"Hu —"
There was not much use in thinking about this now. He breathed a sigh of relief and gradually calmed down. He took out the purple voodoo puppet, called out the attribute interface, and frowned as he looked at the data displayed in front of him.
"Ancient voodoo puppet"
Profession Exclusive: Witch Doctor
Level Requirement: Level 10
Use: Imprison the target in the voodoo puppet for a maximum of two minutes.
Consumption: Consumes one mana point per second. After ten seconds, the consumption doubles every three seconds.
Number of uses: This is an ancient item. The mottled traces on it prove that it has witnessed more than half of the history of the Orcs' rise and fall.
The level of this item was extremely high. It was "Epic" purple equipment. Of course, "Epic" was just a name, and it was still far from the real "Epic." Logically speaking, this kind of item was almost rare in the early stages of the game. But now that it appeared in Roddy's hands, it could be considered a freak coincidence.
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