Spellmaster’s Manual

2021-10-23

  Chapter 154 Cheating Secrets of the Blood Moon   Kaimon City,'Upper District' Cathedral District, Silence No. 22, Sen Villa District.

knock knock.

Three seconds after the respectful knock on the door, a cold voice rang out: "Come in."

The orc Gesas opened the door and walked into this room with his entourage. The library’s study room is 7.7 meters high and covers an area of ​​79 square meters. All walls are inlaid with carved book racks carefully crafted by goblin craftsmen. Even the ceiling is covered with glass curtains. Behind the scenes is a copy of Far Ancient Era. The inheritance scroll made with secret technique is covered with a soft pink and purple carpet on the ground.

Although it is not the first time here, Gesas can't help bend his waist lower every time he sees this luxurious room.

Not to mention the precious knowledge that will not be passed on the curtain at all, this pink and purple carpet alone makes people not interested in any rebellious heart-you must know that the color of the Veeva is changeable, the pink Purple can be said to be the rarest and most beautiful coat color.

How many veevas have to die to weave such a carpet?   Of course, Gesas does not think that the owner will use any illegal methods for a carpet. According to the owner's personality, he would never display the dirt in such a just and honorable manner, so this shows that this carpet is a legitimate artwork that is legal and compliant.

He guessed that this might be the owner bought it from the research institute, or a gift from Blood Saint Race scholar-all goods related to the corpse are basically from the research institute.

Only a research institute that has all the resources of corpses can it be possible to create such a splendid and thrilling work of art in'legal compliance'.

Walking along the carpet through the forest, what greeted Gesas was a desk that looked like a tree trunk. There is no light in the room, the moonlight of pale red passes through the floor-to-ceiling windows, is divided into two halves by the seat, and is gently spread over the area around the desk.

The person in the seat was bathed in darkness. When he opened the dark green eyes, Gesas looked down at his toes, not daring to look directly at the elf.

"You don't look like you are bringing me good news, Gesas."

"We have found Lionel and dispatched two golden mouths and seven silver mouths, but because The'Death Eaters' were too fierce and they escaped in the end." Gesas quickly said: "All black market healers have been monitored by woodpeckers. Once they seek treatment, they will definitely be captured by us."

" Hmm, what else?"

"Although there is no witness intelligence, from the shopping, garbage collection, etc., we can be sure that Igor Bokin is hiding in the apartment of Bloodthirst Hunter Amy Lexus. But Amy Lexus is Moonshadow Race, we can’t conduct further searches."

"Even Moonshadow Race is willing to shelter him?" Elf was a little surprised: "It should be cheated, most of Moonshadow They are all simple-minded monsters...what else?"

"Many affiliated hospitals have reports from the'Department of Recovery of Remains'. No corpses were found; a crime hunting branch in the upper zone arrived at the scene of the crime within ten minutes after receiving the'death signal', but no corpses were found, and even traces could not be traced."

"Exit from the lower zone." After several sensational murders, the leaders of the gangsters under the Wine of Eternal Life Club suddenly went crazy and slaughtered their subordinates. The murderer’s body had obvious traces of necromancy."

"A former member of the Wine of Eternal Life was in his sleep. Death, there is no sign of resistance."

"Such a clean and skilled handling of the corpse, and the modus operandi of the controller style, it is obvious that Archibald Harvey, the'Necrophile', is taking revenge."

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Gesas said: "According to his range of activities, he can basically tell that his stronghold is in the pig zone. Give me three more days, and he will definitely be found!"

" I don’t doubt your ability to work, but you can’t find him."

Elf tapped the desk lightly with his fingers: "This necromancer spellmaster has violated the Blood Saint Race’s taboo, these days The crime hunting hall must be doing its best to trace his trail...Perhaps at the time of our conversation, he was caught by the Bloodthirst Hunter and bleed like a pig, his memory was taken out, and his body was decomposed into various materials. ——In the face of enemies who can touch interests, Blood Saint Race always respects them."

"Although no one was caught, these four are barely good news. So..."

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"What else?"

Gesas trembled all over, his knees softened, he knelt directly, his forehead pressed against the carpet, even though his heart was gripped by boundless fear, but his words were still smooth: "Sorry, Woodpecker can't find anything about Ash Heath. There is no information on any traces of him. "

There was a chuckle from behind the desk: "Under the glory of the blood moon, everyone is equal, even more how Gesas. You are Two Wings spellmaster, bathed in the rain of gold, don't bow down easily. "

In the face of this seemingly soothing relief, Gesas did not dare to move. Heaven's Chosen Child among the orcs still maintained the most humble posture, revealing his defenseless back. In the eyes of the master.

That’s right, he is the Two Wings golden spellmaster like the master. If placed elsewhere, Gesas will not say that he sits on an equal footing with the master, but at least it will not be so humble... However, here It is Blood Moon Country.

The law is the will of God, and the rules are the desire of God.

Unless you are willing to rebel from society, are willing to break away from civilization, are willing to turn into a wild beast, and are willing not to play this Rubbish games, otherwise even the Legendary spellmaster must follow the social rules-and in a game with rules, resources are the biggest voice.

Power is a kind of resource, and it is a more important one. Kind, but not only one kind. The more stable the society, the lower the resource value of power, and in this country of civilization for more than a thousand years, power has only existed as a threshold, just like a stepping stone to academic qualifications. .

Non-spellmaster can only become the fuel of society obediently and honestly. Although spellmaster is eligible to participate in this game, it is only eligible because this is a PVP game that began a thousand years ago, and There are no novice villages or low-level areas. All new players who join are faced with various guild bosses (entrepreneurs), liver guys (upper people), full-level players (Legendary spellmaster), and even open players. (Bloodmoon II).

The most interesting thing is that although it is a PVP game, the society is full of safety sectors, theoretically not allowed to attack each other.

Therefore, new players only Two ways-being the dog of the old player, sharing the resources flowing down the old player's fingers through flattery; or becoming fuel, and being squeezed out by the old players in a tacit and isolated manner.

Gesas is thirty-six A new player who only opened an account in this game a few years ago, although he is indeed talented, an orc trifling can step into Two Wings at the age of 30, but his master has been there since 180 years ago. Old players who have joined this game.

Compared to mana, contacts, power, and resources are the most terrifying power of elf.

Elf Human Rights Association President, City Council Member , School professors do not need to mention these prestigious titles, just the identity of "behind the woodpecker" can easily distinguish Gesas These years of hard work were ruined once-Gesas is the current leader of the woodpecker, but most of the core members of the woodpecker can be directly controlled by the owner.

It’s funny to say that as a dirty organization, the core members of Woodpecker actually have no remuneration. This thing, even if their labor rights are violated, the labor law will definitely not protect them. Can help them get revenge.

The main source of income for most members of the several li organizations, including Woodpeckers, is loans.

Everyone’s remuneration is a “temporary loan” from a financial company. Of course, as long as you work honestly, you will naturally not be required to pay back the money, and interest will not be charged. But once a financial company chooses to collect money, all those who can't pay back will directly become'distrustworthy'.

In Blood Moon Country, being a "distrustful person" is equivalent to sleeping in a cardboard box at the bottom of an overpass. Unable to use any means of transportation, unable to enter or exit any level, unable to make any high consumption, unable to rent a house, or even unable to communicate, equivalent to kicks you out of civilized society.

Maybe some people are surprised, how can someone join Woodpecker under such harsh conditions? Can’t you work obediently and honestly and sign a labor contract where legal compliance rights are protected?

Because of the members of Woodpecker, almost all of them can't stand the nine-to-five work. And for a spellmaster, unless they are joining a specific institution such as a research institute, most of the work is a waste of time for them.

The study of spellmaster needs to be out of production, and it is very expensive.

Even if they want to borrow money for off-production cultivation, no bank will grant this kind of loan. In such a comparison, Woodpecker is willing to provide'interest-free loans with no deadline', which is very fragrant. If they can become the Two Wings spellmaster, Woodpeckers will naturally waive their loans and even reuse them. Even if they fail to become Two Wings, as long as they obediently and honestly do not betray the organization, Woodpeckers will not ruin their credit.

If you want to work while cultivating, it’s not impossible. In fact, this kind of person will be regarded as an inspirational model and hyped. But since it is'inspirational', it shows how bumpy the road is. All successful people are innate talent, hard work, and luck, to get out of ordinary life.

People with these qualities, if they come to Woodpecker to go the evil way earlier, they may succeed more quickly.

It is not a fluke that woodpeckers can grow up so far. Even without woodpeckers, these evil spellmasters will still rely on other forces in exchange for learning resources (especially time resources), even if they sign more stringent contracts to become dogs. At whatever it takes.

Moreover, most spellmasters don't even have the chance to be a dog.

They can only be dogs.

If the income of ordinary legal work is 1, and the income of dog food of the level like Gesas is 15, then the income of woodpecker is 5 and the income of gold beak is 10.

So even if Gesas is now violent and it is possible to kill elf, he only dared to lower his head humbly.

What if the master is killed? He cannot inherit any inheritance of elf. Woodpeckers who are bound by debts will not recognize a criminal leader. Everything that elf owns will also be divided by players of his same level. Gesas, who destroys the rules of the game, will only be sent away. Broken Lake Prison, as a'very vicious criminal leader', was drained of the last drop of dignity in the blood moon live broadcast.

The best result is that there are other'old players' who are willing to appreciate Gesas, save Gesas' life, and let him be included in his command. In short... Gesas changed a master.

This is the racial equality of the Blood Moon. In the face of the longevity species, everyone is equal and inferior.

This is the human rights freedom of Blood Moon, the freedom to choose which old player to be a dog for freely.

From a long time ago, Gesas knew that the blood moon was a paradise for longevity. In this game where there is no inheritance, cannot be accumulated from generation to generation, and all new players need to'start over', lifespan is the most powerful cheating secret.

The longer the lifespan, the more resources can be obtained; the longer the lifespan, the more you can become an'older' player; the longer the lifespan, you can form an interest group centered on yourself.

This is why the Blood Moon Clan is the ruling class, and why the Elf is known as the "steward of society". For the Blood Moon Clan, the elf is the only race that is qualified to sit on an equal footing with them.

As for those short-born species that will die within a hundred years, they are not worthy of attention at all. It has nothing to do with discrimination, or even with interests, because in the eyes of long-term species, short-term species are only their resources.

Lifespan is the biggest class barrier.

So even if it is humble, even if it is humble like a maggot, Gesas must earn enough money for him to study life extension surgery.

Sometimes Gesas also thinks, if he was not born in a nursing home in the lower district, if he was determined to go to middle school and university at that time, and finally successfully admitted to the graduate school as a Blood Saint Race, Will everything be different.

But there are not so many in the world. If, reincarnation did not make the right choice, and did not go to school well, he could only walk the hardest way.

The time passed by every minute, and the silence in the study seemed to freeze. Just when Gesas's clothes were soaked in cold sweat, the elf's voice slowly sounded: "Watch Gerald."

After a moment of silence, Gesas said: "Bloodthirst Hunter Captain,'Gerald Westminster, the white-haired butcher' ?"

"Ash Heath made him lose so much face, Gerald will definitely pursue him personally. If Gerald kills him on the spot, then nothing will be mentioned; if Gerald chooses to capture him, stay He died..."

"The woodpecker ate this harmful insect."

In front of Triple-Wings Sacred Domain spellmaster, kill Ash Heath?

Thinking about the things in the large intestine, you know how difficult this task is, but Gesas responded without hesitation: "Your order will be fulfilled, but since two days ago, Gerald's whereabouts were mysterious , Even the crime hunting hall doesn't know where he is going, I don't know..."

"He is probably at Observation Point 53." Elf said, "Go, let the blood moon light your way. "

Gesas stepped out of the room, closing the door gently.

Elf opened the file next to it. It was Ash Heath's resume, detailing his birth record, parenthood, middle school awards record, and college activities.

He tapped the desk lightly with his fingers. His nails are very slender, and he will make a click, da, da sound on the wooden table...

"How do you Haven't left yet?"

elf lifts the head, looked towards the hooded man in front of the desk.

The Hooded Man walked over from the shadow of the study, stepped onto the ground illuminated by blood light, wearing a mask, and his eyes full of surprise.

"Sure enough, even Two Wings spellmaster, there is a difference between superior and inferior." He lightly said with a smile: "Two Wings spellmaster can detect me. It seems that I can't lie in front of Gerald. ......"

"Are you not a follower of Gesas?" elf frowned: "Who are you?"

He noticed this person just now, but he thought it was a follower of Gesas, Did not pay much attention to it.

But at this moment, he suddenly realized a problem-Gesas would never bring people to see him. Only the leader of the woodpecker is qualified to meet him...

"It's really sad, my suffering untold hardships escaped from Broken Lake. Professor you still can't recognize your proud protégé."

He pulled the mask, revealing a refreshing smile.

"Meeting for the first time, Schilling · Dole, I am Ash Heath."

PS: Save the manuscript to a precarious point, today I will update a 4,000-word chapter.

As a reward, I recommend a new book I recently read "The Druid Master at Hogwarts."

It’s really good-looking, it’s more than 3,000 words a day, which is better than not praying for ten strings.

  

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