The people in the slums didn't give much money. Even rescuing people from the Ominous Lands only paid three copper coins. But the problem was that at Beta's level, a few silver coins were nothing to them. What was more important was how much EXP they could get, how much Reputation they could farm, and so on.
They had other ways to make money. Although they couldn't make a fortune, it was easy for them to make sure that they could live a good life. After all, it was very easy for a professional to be a bodyguard or an escort for a merchant team.
Besides, the Golden Sons had a good reputation at this moment.
Their reputation hadn't really declined even after the incident with the black leaves.
The NPCs weren't idiots. They had seen through the players' behavior over the past year. They were just a bunch of nosy, righteous professionals, except that they sometimes behaved weirdly and indescribably.
Even after the incident with the black leaves, the other Golden Sons were still hunting the black leaves and didn't intend to protect them. If such a group couldn't be trusted, what kind of group could be trusted?
The greedy goblins?
Or the succubi who claimed to be honest and loyal?
Therefore, in many cases, actions were much more powerful than words.
When Spara arrived at the slums with his men, almost all the members of the Silver Mercenaries in the slums had been wiped out.
About forty people were killed, and two hundred were heavily wounded.
Those people were the bottom-level members of the mercenary group. Killing a few of them wouldn't affect the mercenary group much, but the fact that all the bottom-level members in the area had been wiped out meant that the foundation of the mercenary group had been removed.
Spara visited a few settlements and saw bodies or members who were struggling in pain after their legs were broken.
Instead of asking his subordinates to treat the bottom-level members, he continued searching for the Golden Sons.
After all, splitting up at a moment like this would lower their combat ability.
There were still a lot of their spies in the slums. Very soon, they found Betta and the others based on the intelligence of the lackeys.
This place was one of their settlements that was used to control the slums in the north.
When they rushed over, they saw a minion screaming and falling from the second floor. He fell to the ground and blood splattered everywhere.
Seeing that, Spara raised his head, only to see Li Lin jumping down from the second floor with a hideous grin on his giant sword.
After a huge explosion, a tiny pit appeared on the ground. Spara was followed by more than twenty people, but when they saw the Barbarian Golden Son, they did not dare to attack despite their fury.
Until now, they seemed to have vaguely discovered that their fear of the Golden Sons had always existed in their hearts.
The so-called restraint of the Golden Sons was because the Golden Sons wanted to restrain themselves, not because they were forced to.
If they really took action, there was nothing they could do.
At this moment, Betta, Brazil, and the others slowly walked down from the stairs on the second floor.
Especially Betta, who walked at the front, he even used a white handkerchief to wipe his hands … bloody hands.
While wiping off the blood, he slowly walked over.
He was even smiling.
This scene gave the group of people a strong psychological impact.
They even had a sense of vile nobles who took pleasure in killing.
"Aren't you afraid of turning into black leaves?"
Spara said viciously.
His face was even so twisted that he seemed to have gone crazy.
Just an hour ago, he had been quite satisfied, thinking that he had found the Golden Sons' weakness.
Hunted by the Church of Life and the Church of Light, the two most powerful churches in the world, even if they weren't black leaves, they had to behave themselves as they were of the same kind.
But what did those people do?
They went on a killing spree in the slums.
Betta walked to Spara and said with a smile, "I'm quite scared."
"Then why did you do it?" Spara gnashed his teeth and roared uncontrollably, "Why were you bold enough to kill so many people?"
Betta smiled. "Because we're on the side of justice. It's not like we're killing random people. Those who have been abducted by you and forced into prostitution, those who have been bullied and persecuted by you, they are all asking us to kill you. "
"I still don't understand why you can kill civilians and ordinary people." Spara still couldn't understand it. The poor were also human beings. How could it be called a commission if it wasn't a commission?
Shouldn't the poor work for the nobles like them?
"How can you be called ordinary people when you're a bully?" Betta shook his head.
At this moment, Li Lin and the others dispersed and moved to their left and right, as if they were trying to surround the dozen professionals.
Spara keenly noticed that. He took a deep breath and said, "Fine, I admit defeat this time. You're free to go in and out of the Northern Dawn Woods now. "
Spara had his own considerations. He didn't understand why the Golden Sons weren't scared of becoming black leaves anymore, but he knew that they were forcing him and his mercenary group to give up the Northern Dawn Woods.
Although they had more people, the gap in morale was too huge. Besides, the Golden Sons were undying. Even if they won here, they would find a way to fight back.
Until they found a way to restrain or restrict them, it was best not to make enemies of those people.
Spara thought that he had found a way.
He took a few heavy breaths, then lowered his eyes and slowly retreated.
They turned around and were about to leave, but exactly at this moment, a green shadow slowly descended from the sky.
It was Roland.
The place where he appeared was the only intersection.
As a result, Spara and his companions were completely blocked.
Spara couldn't have looked more awful. "What's the meaning of this? We didn't piss you off, nor did we attack you. Are you really not scared of becoming black leaves? "
Spara was more and more surprised. The word "black leaves" was the only thing he could rely on at this moment. So, he tried his best to hold on like a drowning man.
"If we dare to block you, we naturally dare to attack you." Betta smiled.
Spara and his subordinates, who were professionals, all changed their expressions after hearing that.
In the end, he turned around abruptly and roared from the street, "You b * tches, what are you looking at? Come out and help me, or I'll charge you dozens of times more protection fees after I get out. Do you hear me? Come out!"
Spara was rather smart. He vaguely sensed that the Golden Sons might be bold enough to attack him, but not the untouchables. As long as the untouchables came out to protect them, the Golden Sons wouldn't dare to do anything.
Although his logic found it odd, it seemed to be the truth.
But as soon as Spara finished shouting, the low-rise houses around him that could hear him slammed their doors and windows shut.
One after another, not even a single one was left.
Seeing this, Roland smiled.
At this moment, Spara, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot and whose eyes were filled with madness, turned around abruptly and charged at Roland while shouting, "Let's get out of here first!"
As a Warrior, charging was a basic skill for him. However, he was stopped by a magic puppet that was holding a shield when he was about to reach Roland.
After a crisp sound, the puppet slightly moved, and Spara's regular iron sword broke into pieces when it hit the magic shield. He was forced back several meters, his hands shaking.
The other people of the Silver Mercenaries were about to join Spara, but Betta and the others couldn't just stand by and watch.
Li Lin rushed into the crowd first, turned his body, and began to move like a windmill.
Brazil leaped back and shot arrows, but the invisible black panther suddenly showed up and bit a professional's leg, before it dragged him into a dark corner like a gust of wind. Then, terrible screams echoed from the corner.
Holding his longsword, Betta wanted to join the battle, but after looking around, he found that Li Lin, the barbarian, had killed most of his men.
Broken limbs and wreckage were flying everywhere.
After Spara was pushed back by Roland's magic puppet, he quickly lowered his body and drew a short sword from his shoes.
At this moment, he heard the screams behind him, but he had no time to care about his subordinates. If he didn't charge out, he would be in trouble himself.
Hardly had he drawn his short sword when he saw a red blade slashing at him from his right side very fast.
He retreated in a hurry. As a Warrior, he had quick reflexes, and he was about to get out of the range of the attack. However, the red light suddenly expanded by several meters and slid past his chest.
After taking two steps back, Spara looked down at his chest in disbelief and then at Lauren.
His eyes quickly lost focus, and his face was frozen.
At this moment, Roland was still in the posture of slashing forward. He was holding a red miaodao that was at least fourteen meters long.
The edge of the miaodao, on the other hand, was a layer of blue, rather solid flames.
Then, Roland stood straight and dispersed the fiery miaodao in his hand.
At this moment, Spara's body was finally cut in half starting from his chest.
The wounds on the two halves of his body had been burnt, and no blood was flowing out.
"What a weak Master Warrior!"
Roland found it hard to believe.
This fellow couldn't have relied on some special resources to become a Master, right? How could he be so weak?
Andonara could've beaten Roland up when she was a Master, but she didn't want to.
Besides, Andonara had become a Legend and awakened the Hero bloodline. She could even fly as a phoenix for a short time. Not just one Roland, even five Rolands couldn't last five minutes against her.
"It's not that he's weak, but that you're too strong. Everybody's scared of your forty-meter-long saber. He can't dodge it even if he runs ten meters ahead of you. "
As Husseret spoke, he emerged from invisibility. He loved to brag.
He put away his dagger. He intended to stab Spara in secret, but he didn't have the time and was almost hit by Roland's fiery miaodao.
The fiery miaodao was one of Roland's abilities after he became an Elemental Lord.
It could significantly improve his control over elemental spells and reduce the cost.
Before, it was almost impossible for Roland to condense a long saber with fire elements alone.
He had to control the spells with spell models.
But at this moment, he had a feeling that he could knead neutral elements and use them freely.
However, that was only the basic application. To use more elements and combine them freely, he would have to be at a higher level.
He would probably be able to carry out the real strength of an Elemental Lord when he became a Legend.
At this moment, the other professionals of the Silver Mercenaries were knocked down by Li Lin and his companions too. The last man fell on his knees and begged for mercy, but Li Lin was not moved at all. He simply smashed the man into pieces with his giant sword coldly.
In the end, he looked at the man's body and said coldly, "When you bullied the poor, they begged you on their knees. Did you let them go?"
Husseret, on the other hand, looked at Spara's body and exclaimed in surprise. He squatted and cut open the man's leather armor with his dagger, tearing off a pendant from Spara's body.
"So, this is the work of this thing!"
He glanced at it and tossed it to Roland. "It's good stuff."
Roland caught the silver pendant and put it in his hand. Then, the data of the item popped up.
Love's Enchanting Eye (Refined)
Stats: HP + 20, Stamina Regeneration + 10 (when not hungry)
Enchanting: When a man wears this necklace, he will give the illusion that he is more powerful. When a woman wears this necklace, she will look more vulnerable and stimulate the desire of a man to protect her.
Well … It was a rather good piece of equipment.
The maximum HP of 20 was equivalent to the HP growth of a full-body Warrior by two levels. Also, the increased Stamina Regeneration was a great piece of equipment for a Warrior.
However, the enchanting spell was rather indescribable and only useful at certain critical moments.
Spara wasn't a Master at all. It was exactly because of the necklace that he gave off the feeling that he was a Master.
It seemed that it would be quite useful if he could become stronger.
It seemed to be quite useful for women too.
"Help me estimate its price." Roland tossed the necklace to Husseret. "I'll take it. I'll split the money with you later."
"You're too talkative." Husseret tossed the necklace back. "You didn't give us any gold coins last time. We can't take your money for the equipment this time. Besides, you killed the man in the first place. It should be your trophy. "
The others came close and looked at the necklace in Roland's hand, not interested in it at all.
Li Lin, in particular, cursed as a rich kid, "Roland, why are you so indifferent? Do you think we've never seen those gold coins?"
The others had similar expressions.
"Fine." Roland stored the necklace in his system Backpack. "I'll just take the equipment. We'll split the money when we get better equipment next time."
Everybody looked around and saw that there were no members of the Silver Mercenaries who could move anymore. Then, Betta asked, "Brother Roland, what do we do next?"
"Have you completed all your quests?"
"Two more." Betta scratched his head and said, "It seems that we have to eliminate all the hidden members of the Silver Mercenaries in the slums. The other one is to find the captain of the Silver Mercenaries and kill him. It's a blue Excellent quest, but the target is very far away from here."
Roland thought for a moment and said, "That captain probably went to another place for a quest. Let's ignore him for now. You sweep the slums again and don't leave any survivors. If we let those people live, they might become even more brutal in the future, and the slums might suffer even more. I'll go to the Northern Dawn Woods and break through the entrance first. The relic is rather deep and will take some time. "
"Okay."
Roland then separated from everybody and flew back to the place he marked in the Northern Dawn Woods.
The Northern Dawn Woods were quiet and peaceful. Birds chirped now and then.
The roars of beasts even came from far away.
It was so quiet and peaceful that it was even scarier.
Roland landed on the ground and looked around. Then, he hid his hands in his magic robe, and two magic puppets appeared and stood near him.
Then, four tiny magic spiders appeared too and dispersed in four directions.
They monitored the situation nearby.
After taking protective measures, Roland stared at the land before him.
Then, the ground three meters in front of him began to surge, and then spread out to the left and right.
An enormous hole appeared. Then, the mud was pulled to one side by an invisible force, and the hole was getting deeper and deeper.
Roland didn't move at all and continued staring at the hole before him.
Magic power interweaved and collided around his body, forming delicate currents of energy that affected the soil before him and made the mud roll out according to Roland's will.
The slanted hole was already very deep, and it was dark inside. Roland threw a ball of light down and tried again, only to find that he was too far away from the entrance of the hole. He had to go down in order to continue digging.
Then, with a telepathic thought, the mud under his feet turned into stone steps that extended to the depths of the hole.
Just as he was about to step down the stone steps, he suddenly stopped and looked to his right.
He also put on the Mind-Calming Necklace to refill his magic power.
Because he had been excavating the cave with earth elemental magic power, he had consumed more than half of his magic power.
He looked around and was about to hide, but he stopped again, because the newcomer was faster than he expected. About five seconds later, a man wearing a green robe and carrying a silver longbow appeared in Roland's sight.
The newcomer looked slim, but his head was hidden in the shadow of his hood, and it was impossible to see his face clearly.
After seeing Roland, the man held the longbow on his back, but then he relaxed and moved his hand away from the longbow.
Then, he voluntarily lifted the hood on his head.
A long, smooth, green head appeared in Roland's sight, as well as a pair of long ears.
She was an elven female, and she was very beautiful.
A pair of bright green eyes and a little bit of red lips.
She looked at Roland and said with a smile, "I sensed a powerful magic power here that seemed to be destroying the ground, so I came to take a look. I didn't expect it to be one of my people."
My people … Well, Roland found that the elves always regarded him as one of their own.
"What are you doing here?"
"Digging a hole to find something," Roland said casually. Roland said casually, "Don't worry. I'll refill the hole after I find what I need."
"That's good." The elf nodded as if she was relieved. Then she looked at Roland expectantly. "My clansman, can you help me buy some salt from the human market? Humans aren't very friendly to purebred elves, and I don't really want to appear in crowded places, but I haven't had salt for two months, so I'm a little weak now. "
Roland thought for a moment and took out the dried meat that Andonara had pickled from his Backpack.
It contained a lot of salt.
"Thank you." The female elf happily accepted the dried meat, then she put something in Roland's palm. "This is the exchange. All right, I'm leaving now. Remember to fill the hole, my people."
Then, the elf put the dried meat in the cloth bag on her waist and quickly left.
Was this a special plot?
Roland found it odd. Was it a prerequisite quest to find the Water of Light?
Then, he looked at his palm and was instantly speechless.
In his hand lay a small, purple flower.
The flower was translucent, like purple glass.
A complete flower of the World Tree (Epic)
Effect: After eating, it can greatly increase the lifespan of the soul and slightly purify the elven bloodline. It can also be used as a particularly precious magic material.
Shoot … Did I make a fortune?
The elven bloodline is so good?
It's so damn worth it to choose this bloodline.
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