Crimson Servant

Chapter 75 Quick entry

Karl returned to the camp carrying large and small bags. He opened the curtain and heard John's voice.

"Oh, you're actually back? Lightning said before that you definitely won't come back. He planned to take us to dig up earthworms to eat."

The Crow Man came out of the room and shouted to the Warlock, "I told you it was a joke. And I didn't say the second part. My people don't eat earthworms, and they won't eat them even if they starve to death." thing."

Jurgen laughed loudly. He took the food from Karl's hand, stood up on tiptoes and patted the paladin on the back, "Why did you come back so soon and didn't chat more over there? You were too serious. Know how to live.”

When Jurgen was preparing dinner, Lightning, who was helping him, kept exclaiming excitedly at the precious ingredients he took out. Smelling the aroma escaping, they were looking forward to dinner.

The noblewoman's wishes satisfied Team Sun, and the warm feeling of fullness still existed after several people got into the bedroll.

This was the first time John Camp ate after getting dragon blood. In fact, during the meal, the hot soup flowed into his mouth along the spoon, and the moment it bloomed on his taste buds, John was so excited that he almost cried. The strengthened body no longer suffered from swallowing pain, and the temperature no longer burned his throat. At that moment, he seemed to have found the meaning of life and had the texture of life for the first time.

It would be nice to eat with them one more time.

The image flashed through John's mind. Under the blood-red sky, four people were eating in the ruins of the wall, me, Francis, Mariana...and Nora.

John turned over and shrank into the shadow of the fire.

Yes, it's not over yet, there's still revenge. He would kill the crimson Wendigo. That was his goal, his only goal. The chill of the night got under the warm fur, and the dragon blood in the body quietly drove away the cold. John closed his eyes, the burning hatred extinguished in the quiet darkness.

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The Sun Team is already familiar with the shallow area of ​​the dungeon Optitdam, and this time they moved down quickly.

John took on the task of opening the way. The warlock who no longer hid the crimson magic advanced at a speed that shocked others. Scarlet lightning shot out with a few simple commands, turning monsters outside the field of vision into scorched corpses.

Karl frowned as he watched all this, not only because of the lethality of the crimson spell, but since entering the dungeon, his evil friend has exuded a sense of oppression that no strangers should approach. He was in a bad mood, and the spell destroyed The marks are more serious than those of the others combined.

"Don't let hatred consume you."

Karl placed a bottle of dark green potion in front of the warlock, which was the last bottle of undead potion.

"If you can't control yourself, it's better to be cold than crazy."

The potion passed by in a flash, Carl giving him just a glance, trusting his cunning friend with just a little reminder. As expected, the negative energy field around John was significantly reduced, and the halo of Loti's Shield was also extinguished.

The corpses of the goblins on the first floor have not been cleaned up yet. The caretaker on the second floor, Jenny The doll has noticed the changes in its surroundings, and changing the surrounding environment is also a big project.

As the full moon approaches, the magic on the fourth level of the desert becomes very unstable. The witchcraft moon on the tower at the top of the Philosopher's Gate ripples restlessly, leaving water-like lines in the cold air.

They did not choose to search for the original path of the Sandworm's collapse. John believed that after they left, the out-of-control Philosopher's Gate had filled those holes with sand.

The paladin's feet were in the sand. He looked at the warlock and swallowed.

"Do you really want to do this? It's not that I don't trust Him, I just...the Featherfall Technique scroll is not expensive, really..."

"late."

John stared at the moon on the tower, its light growing. The magic tide of distorted time and space erupted again, and the Sun Team followed tens of thousands of tons of sand into the weightless space. The tearing feeling of magic was the same as last time. This time, John had no intention of quietly experiencing the wonderful feeling brought by magic.

The crimson chains protruded from John's robe and penetrated into the surrounding barriers. He had left his own blood on the bodies of the Carls beforehand. Even now that their senses were disturbed, the evil chains could still find them.

The crimson power stirred in the chaotic flow of magic power. Soon, John found his companions at the other end of the recovered chain. They were pulled, and they were just blurry blocks of color in each other's eyes. It formed a lump like mud, with John as the center, and the Sun Team strengthened the links of the chain with their hands and feet.

John heard the glowing mass shouting something, and Karl's voice turned into a muddy murmur in his ears, which probably meant he was ready. John understood whether he was ready or not.

[Veltis’ violent lightning]

A mini version of the red dragon Azames appeared in front of John. The violent lightning that was originally magic remained intact in the tide of magic. It looked even more ferocious, like a fire dragon that fell into the water and became furious.

Under John's command, the pseudo-dragon gave up bombing the thick, dirty air around it. It grabbed John's body with its four claws and tail, and dragged the four-person hybrid forward in one direction.

Just like a slender oar driving a ketch, the shape of the pseudo-dragon looks extremely funny holding up four people. In fact, the speed is not slow. The magic lightning travels through the chaotic dimension like a fish in water, and the volume and mass are chaotic in this vector. The space has lost its meaning.

Soon, they arrived at the place, before the magic tide calmed down.

Grains of sand began to fall, forming a continuous rain.

The screams from their companions gradually became clearer, and they all looked directly below after regaining their vision.

They were falling, falling towards the big hole left by the space teleportation.

The out-of-control Philosopher's Gate will transfer part of the material and leave a large hole, and the depth of this bottomless hole is the body of the Philosopher's Gate, a tunnel extending in all directions wrapped in anchor crystals.

The sound of wind caused by the free fall was screaming in his ears. John opened his eyes wide and looked at the gradually enlarging stone wall in the dark abyss. Adrenaline surged, and the crimson power burned with his blood.

"Blast it to pieces, Azames!"

Accumulating power at an extremely fast speed, the violent lightning crawling on the back of the warlock spreads its wings. The dragon thunder strengthened by the crimson power uses the Sun Team as a pedal. The violent roar turns into roaring thunder, and the red lightning tears apart the rock. Both matter and magic disintegrated into pieces under the violent force.

John saw the floor tiles under the hole, and Veltis's violent lightning opened a sufficient gap for them.

"Karl!!!"

The chains of sin pulled their bodies, and the four of them turned around, turning the Paladin to the bottom.

Karl felt dizzy, and the curses of the lightning around him seemed to penetrate his eardrums. The strong wind howled, and the shattered death lay before his eyes.

Karl raised his Raven Wing shield, which was already shining like gold, with the shield facing down.

"Lotti!!!"

The flying wings of light cut through the strong wind, wrapped everyone up and turned into huge light arrows, shooting towards the gap in the tunnel.

(End of this chapter)