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"What should we do?" Everyone looked at Cang Hong. This devilishly handsome man also lost his composure at this moment. He was unable to answer Salin's question.
"In my opinion, since we've already done it, we should think about how to get rid of the Church's pursuit." Salin was not in a hurry. He was going to the Qinyin Empire anyway. This matter only brought his plan forward. The only reason he registered as a mercenary was to save up some money for the expenses of learning magic.
Cang Hong was speechless. He was a man of wealth and had some relatives in his hometown. If this matter was exposed, the Religious Court of Inquiry would not care whether his relatives had anything to do with it or not. Moreover, Scochenya could not stay any longer. If she escaped, she could only go to the Qin Yin Empire, where there was no Profession Guild. If that was the case, the 5,000 gold coins would be gone as well. His personal savings were all deposited in the Imperial Bank of Scotia.
The Imperial Bank will not confiscate his property because of his crime, but how dare Cang Hong go back?
All these years of savings, five mercenaries who were as close as brothers died, and in the end, all they got was a fugitive? The ruins in the Chaos Swamp might be able to make up for it, or it might be nothing.
"Let's focus on what's in front of us first. No matter what's in the ruins, after we're done exploring, Shika and I will go to the Qin Yin Empire. You guys can go to the Cloud Flow Empire and take a boat out to sea. The people from the Holy See can't find you, so they can't be sure that you did it. "Salin spoke with assurance, as if killing the mages had nothing to do with him.
"That's the only way," Cang Hong answered painfully. He could only hope that the ruins in the Chaos Swamp would not disappoint him.
"Let me rest for twenty minutes. After I recover my Magic String, we will continue moving forward." Salin didn't want to agitate Cang Hong and the others, but he vaguely reminded them that there were still an unknown number of enemies ahead. This was not the time to be sad or panicked.
"Everyone, enter the fork and rest up. We'll set off in 20 minutes." Cang Hong gave a simple order, feeling a little dejected.
Although Salin appeared calm on the surface, he was feeling unusually uneasy inside. Offending Count Alphonso wasn't a big deal, but offending the people of the Holy Church wouldn't end well. Even though he was a sixth-level Magician with a Mage Tower, those madmen from the Inquisition would still dare to attack him.
Once religion was involved in any conflict, it would be a situation where one party would not rest until the other was dead.
The Holy Church didn't have any churches in the Qinyin Empire, but the Inquisition was everywhere. It seemed like it would be difficult for him to cultivate in seclusion.
Maintaining his composure on the surface, Salin tried his best to absorb the power of the Magic Core, trying his best to recover his Magic String.
Things had already reached a point of no return. There was no point in worrying about it. It was better to increase his own strength as soon as possible. After killing Count Alphonso's son, Salin understood the importance of strength.
If he was a Great Magician, Count Alphonso's son would definitely give him face and let Deca go. He didn't need to escape, and he wouldn't encounter Cang Hong. Of course, he wouldn't need to kill a priest of the Holy Church.
But fate was like this. A small beginning determined the ending of the future.
Cang Hong was influenced by Salin and unknowingly calmed down. He knew very well that he would never be able to return to the Grey Falcon Mercenary Group ever again. Although Cang Sun was a level 4 mercenary group, they wouldn't offend the Holy Church for a small captain like him. The most important thing right now was to kill their way through this passageway. They had to kill everyone in front of them so that their team wouldn't be exposed for the time being. Once they got the ruins in the Chaos Swamp, they would leave and never come back to Scotia.
There were many islands in the Cloud River Empire, and the claws of the Holy Church wouldn't be able to reach them, let alone find them.
However, there were still four teams in front of them. Two of them were from the Vulture Mercenary Group, one was a fleeing team, and one was a hunting team. The strength of these people was definitely stronger than their team. Cook was dead, Lucas used up half of his Iron Eagle Feathers, Pino was injured, and one of Sarah's hands was injured. "Can a team like this reach the ruins safely?"
Cang Hong looked at Salin. Salin's Magic String had recovered by more than half, and he lit up the Fluorescent Spell and Confusing Mist again to protect the team.
Cang Hong didn't sense any emotions from this young mage; it felt like they only killed an ordinary person and not a level 1 priest under the command of the seven God Messengers. Cang Hong calmed down a lot. They still had a mage on their side. Although he was only a level 1 mage, he could help the team to unleash extraordinary combat power.
This young mage was good at dealing with assassins, so the remaining four people only needed to deal with swordsmen and mages. It would be much easier.
Salin raised his eyelids and looked at Cang Hong with his blue eyes. He smiled and said, "Don't worry. If we were in the wilderness, we wouldn't have any chance of winning. In such an environment, unless the other party has a magician of a higher level than me, we won't be in any danger. Let's move forward. "
The remaining four people in the Vulture Mercenary Group were silent. They reorganized the team. This time, it was Sarah in front, Lucas in the back, Pino and Cang Hong following Salin, and Sika carrying her huge stick followed the mage closely.
The sound in the cave could travel very far, so Sarah didn't dare to go too far away from the Confusing Mist. The team moved forward at a slow pace.
After walking for about 20 minutes, Sarah stopped. She waited for Salin and the others to get close before she started to make hand signals.
Cang Hong sighed silently. Luck seemed to have returned; there was still only one team in front of them. The Vulture Mercenary Group didn't seem to know that something had happened to their companions behind them. They were still focused on following the team in front.
He knew that Salin was only a level 1 mage and couldn't possibly know a spell like the Silent Barrier. He wrote on the ground with his finger, "Same method as before, but slow down by half."
Salin nodded to show that he understood.
Under the cover of the Confusing Mist, the entire team's speed was reduced by half. They continued forward. Salin began to use his senses to search for assassins. For low-level mages, assassins were extremely annoying. Without a high-level magic shield, it was difficult for a mage to defend against an assassin's sudden attack.
If an assassin practiced sword aura, a blow in the dark could easily pierce through the defense of an invisible shield.
Before a mage reached level 4, assassins were like the natural enemy of mages. They made people feel uneasy. Salin didn't have much battle experience. Most of his knowledge was learned from books. However, he remembered one thing from his experience as a mage. When fighting, try to kill the assassin first.
No matter how strong a swordsman was, their skills were still balanced. As long as a mage didn't make a big mistake, they wouldn't lose to someone of the same level. Although assassins also practiced sword aura, they were good at hiding. The sudden burst of power was much more terrifying than a swordsman's.
The best way to deal with an assassin was to kill him before he attacked.
Salin was lucky. Although the Confusing Mist was only a level 1 spell, it couldn't be dispelled by anything other than magic. It was even harder to distinguish whether it was magic or natural mist. In autumn, there was still a lot of mist in the periphery of the Chaos Swamp. Salin quickly discovered where the two assassins were hiding.
It was a crack in the rocks at the top of the cave. If not for the ridiculously large range of Salin's Confusing Mist, the two assassins really wouldn't have discovered it.
Salin was happy at first, but then he became alert. Assassins usually explored and tracked in front of the team. Why were these two assassins at the back of the team? It was impossible to say that they had discovered his existence. If the assassins knew that the mist was made by a mage, they would know that they had been exposed. They wouldn't be so stupid as to hide there and wait for the arrival of magic.
Salin grabbed Cang Hong's hand and pulled him back. He looked at the top of the cave, not knowing how to express himself. He now regretted not learning more about mercenaries. Those gestures were very complicated, enough to replace language.
In a moment of desperation, Salin controlled the Fluorescence spell and used the pale green fluorescence to condense a line of words in the air — Assassins at the back, the situation is not good.
Cang Hong was much more experienced than Salin. Seeing this line of words, he immediately understood what Salin meant. At this time, he also began to admire this young mage.
Cang Hong could see that Salin and Shika were both rookie mercenaries with no experience to speak of. But these two not only didn't cause him any trouble along the way, they had always been the main force in the battle. If not for the young mage, the team just now would have been finished. Even if they could kill the mage, they would have been completely annihilated by the Witcher Spiders.
Cang Hong made a cutting gesture at his throat with his hand, letting Salin deal with the two assassins first. Salin nodded, and a faint white light condensed on his hand. Using the old method, a huge ice ball flew towards the rock gap at the top of the cave. Its target was the position between the two assassins.
These two assassins were much stronger than the previous two. Suddenly attacked, the two assassins still jumped out of the rock gap even though they weren't the target of the ice ball.
This was a real assassin, the natural enemy of a mage. They were extremely sensitive to danger. In terms of mental strength alone, a powerful assassin was no worse than a mage. Some assassins could even use magic tools.
Salin sneered. If you can dodge it, then I'm not a mage. He pursed his lips into a straight line and concentrated his spiritual power. The ice ball that was flying slowly in the air suddenly stopped, right in the middle of the two assassins who were diving down at him.
In most people's eyes, magic released by a mage was like a bow and arrow. Once the bow was shot, there was no turning back. But in reality, magic could be controlled subtly. This kind of skill that was released and then stopped was not rare. It was just that few mages were willing to waste their mental strength to control it.
In this situation, a high-level mage only needed to release one more spell to deal with the two assassins in the air. With the combination of second-level spellcasting and instant spellcasting, a mage's magic was a continuous attack, like a storm.
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