It was the sixth day after Kerry invited Dudian.
Early in the morning, the weather was cloudy.
Today was the same as usual. Dudian accompanied Old Fulin to have breakfast in the morning. After eating, he left the Ryan Castle alone. He sat in the carriage of the Ryan family and left the town. He got out of the carriage and walked through the wilderness. He came to the gunpowder workshop in another town. In the courtyard behind the workshop, there was a carriage that he had bought a few days ago from a horse market in the residential area.
The decoration of the carriage was very ordinary and inconspicuous. Dudian had handed over seven boxes of black fire to Barton and the others to make to the carriage. Dudian drove the carriage out of the town and went to the branch of the dark church.
The guards outside the manor stopped the carriage. Dudian was already familiar with the place. He took out his medal from his black robe and handed it over. Several guards took turns to check it. One of the guards glanced at the carriage: "Is there anything in the carriage?"
Dudian indifferently said: "We are here to sell some goods."
The guard didn't say much. He opened the door and let the carriage drive in.
Dudian drove the carriage to a remote lawn of the manor. There were five or six carriages parked here. Dudian's eyes lit up as he jumped out of the carriage. He tied the horse rope to the pillar and entered the castle.
Dudian came to the underground dark square from the passage under the huge oil painting. He went to the hall and looked around. Everything was as usual. He stayed for a while and then returned to the square. He came to the front of one of the potion shops. He saw that there were various plants and some bottles and jars in the shop.
Potioneering was an extremely dreadful profession. Even a senior hunter wouldn't dare to provoke them. Otherwise, a small drop of venom would be enough to easily kill them. Moreover, it was impossible to guard against them. Potioneering potioneering was the most frightening aspect of a potioneering potioneering profession.
"Boss, the narcotic fog that I ordered last time. Did it arrive today?" Dudian asked the shop owner in a hoarse voice.
The boss was a slender figure covered in a purple robe, slim and elegant, but occasionally exposed from the robe, there were a few dark brown ugly scars on her white wrists, which were extremely eye-catching and dazzling. At first glance, it was obvious that the scars were left by the erosion of toxins. Her voice was neutral as she said to Dean: "It has been delivered. Including the deposit, it still needs 250 gold coins. Did you bring it?"
Dudian nodded and took out a bag of gold coins from his robe: "Please count."
The purple-robed woman poured out the gold coins, picked one up, and rubbed it against the gold testing stone. Seeing that it was genuine gold coins, she nodded slightly and counted them one by one. Soon, she finished counting and said, "Not bad, the amount is just right, no more, no less. I'll go get the goods for you." She put away the bag of gold coins and went back to a locked cabinet in the shop. She took out two bottles and a small medicine bottle.
"These two bottles are the narcotic fog. This one is the antidote." The woman handed the things to Dudian. She looked at him and said in a low voice: "Please use it carefully. Only a small tube of the narcotic fog can make an adult wild boar unconscious. If you want to kill people, the amount here is enough to make all the people in a small town unconscious and die."
Hearing her words, Dudian carefully put away the narcotic fog. He turned and left the shop to wander in front of other shops.
Time passed unknowingly. It was evening.
The number of people in the square didn't decrease. Instead, it was getting more and more lively. These people were busy with their own things during the day and had time to come out in the evening.
Dudian found a place to sit down and rest, quietly waiting for the time to pass.
At about seven o 'clock, the number of people in the square was extremely dense and lively. This was the most lively time of the day. After twelve o' clock, the number of people would gradually decrease and leave.
Dudian saw that the time was almost ripe. He returned to the carriage outside the castle. He entered the carriage for a moment and then turned back to the square. This time, he went through the crowd and went directly to the hall. He saw hundreds of people observing the freezing chamber. It was extremely dense. It could be seen that the number of members of the dark church was not inferior to that of the Holy Church.
At the same time, some people who knew each other were talking in low voices, pointing and talking about their findings and insights.
Dudian's eyes flashed behind the mask. He stood behind the crowd and looked around. When no one was paying attention to him, he pulled out two bottles from under his robe and threw them. One was thrown up and one was thrown down. One was thrown to the top of the hall and the other was thrown to a gap in the ground a few meters away. Bang! Bang! The two bottles suddenly shattered.
This sudden strange sound startled everyone.
When the crowd looked at the source of the sound, they saw thick dark green smoke rolling from the ground. In addition, there were a lot of glass fragments falling from the top of the head and a lot of green clouds floating down.
In an instant, there was a woman who screamed.
"It's poison!!"
This scream spread like a disease. The others didn't even have time to react before they turned pale with fright. When they saw the horrifying color of the green mist, they hurriedly ran out of the main hall.
For a time, the crowd was crowded. Many people were knocked down to the ground. They didn't have time to climb up. They were pressed down by the people behind them. Some were trampled on their heads, necks, arms and other parts of the body. They struggled in pain and pushed their arms. However, they tripped other people who were running away in panic and fell to the ground.
The green mist spread out like boiling water.
Dudian took out a pill and quickly swallowed it. His eyes were extremely calm. He ran along the wall and bypassed the crazy crowd. Soon he came to the huge cage opposite the hall. He saw that the ten dark knights standing there were scared when they saw the green fog. They didn't know whether they should continue to guard here or choose to take refuge.
But in the end, they endured the terror of the poisonous mist, gritted their teeth, and persisted here. They covered their mouths with their hands while they gazed vigilantly at the surroundings while their other hand drew the swords at their waists. Once someone approached them, they wouldn't hesitate to attack even if they killed the wrong person. Because they knew that the target of this person who attacked them with poisonous mist was definitely the Divine Treasures of the last era that they were protecting!
The green fog quickly spread into the main hall, shrouding it in a green haze. It also spread out from the entrance of the main hall. Most of the people who were originally in the main hall did not manage to escape. Their figures were submerged in the green fog and fell one by one.
Dudian went around to the front of a dark knight who was next to the cage. He returned to the carriage and took out a one-handed sword. The sword pierced through the dark knight's throat. The knight didn't even have time to scream. But his death caused the sword in his hand to fall to the ground. It immediately attracted the attention of the other dark knights. They knew that the attacker had appeared.
Dudian found that his vision was less affected by the green fog. Although he was shrouded in the green fog, he could still see the silhouette of the dark knights. Since his left hand was seriously injured, he couldn't practice archery. So he had been practicing close combat with swords, daggers and other weapons. Although he wasn't proficient in them, he wasn't unfamiliar with them either.
With the advantage of his vision, Dudian quickly stabbed three people to death. In the process of assassination, the fingertips of his left hand swept over the thick iron pillar. With the previous experience, he was sure that his fingers could corrode the metal of the iron pillar. But because of the thickness of the pillar, it would take a little time to break it.
After killing three dark knights, the remaining dark knights couldn't hold their breath. The poisonous fog invaded their bodies and they fell to the ground.
Dudian immediately grabbed the cage with both hands as he saw that no one was obstructing him. His fingernails quickly cut through the iron pillar. Time passed second by second.
Dudian was extremely nervous. He couldn't wait for time to stop. Finally, when he counted to 123, the two thick iron pillars on the cage were cut by his fingernails. It was enough for his body to squeeze into the cage. This time was a little later than he expected. He quickly drilled into the cage and put his hand on the entrance password of the freezer storage.
When his fingerprints passed through the authentication hole, the freezer storage that had been silent for a long time in the dark church's branch suddenly lit up. If someone saw this scene, they would definitely think that they had seen a miracle.
"Iris verification …" A mechanical female voice came from the freezer storage.
Dudian immediately put on the eyeball. This was the second password. If it was only the fingerprint, then there was a possibility of being copied. But if it was the iris, then it would be very difficult.
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