Chapter 49 The Timid and Kind Protagonist Who Doesn’t Cause Trouble
"Come to think of it, I didn't think of it before, but Berserker's Blood and Fire Elemental..."
Mo Cheng summoned three fire elemental balls that floated around him, and at the same time used the Steel Wolf King Fang to cut a wound on his fingertips.
Ever since his dragon bloodline was upgraded to that of a young dragon, Mo Cheng has been able to consciously control the hiding and appearance of his dragon scales so as not to be exposed in certain specific scenarios.
A drop of bright red blood fell like a tear, and the fire element seemed to be added with gasoline, suddenly expanding from the size of a fist to the size of a washbasin.
"It's just as I thought. All the skills of the Divine Warrior Huskar are developed based on the blood of the Berserker."
The powerful vitality of the Berserker's blood that cannot even be contained by the body is [Blood Activation Technique], burning the vitality and then bursting it out is [Heart Flame]; using the weapon stained with one's own blood to attack the enemy is [Spear of Boiling Blood]; as for the ultimate skill [Sacrifice]...
As early as when he faced the dragon maid who used the power of space in He Sen Town, Mo Cheng had already used the prototype of [Sacrifice].
By damaging oneself, the power of the Berserker's blood explodes, the body is suddenly severely damaged and rapidly improved, and then rushes to the enemy.
What happens next is simple. Either the enemy will be burned to death by the burning boiling blood, or he will be beaten to death by the enemy.
Mo Cheng guessed that if he had really used the gold skill points to upgrade the Berserker's Blood at that time, then the vitality in his blood would undoubtedly be greatly enhanced, and it might really burn.
Even though it was only level one berserker blood, it became the best combustion aid in Mo Cheng's hands. "If this blood returns to Earth, I'm afraid it can be burned as oil, right?"
The fireball that had expanded to the size of a washbasin was hit at the target nearby, but it did not explode as expected. On the contrary, it seemed as if its properties had changed. It was like a balloon filled with water that hit the target and then exploded, with the water inside splashing all over the ground.
And when this [water] is actually a burning flame, it will be a disaster for both the enemy and the environment.
Mo Cheng squatted down and carefully looked at the traces left by the fireball after it broke. Looking at the unique sticky burning, the corners of his mouth kept twitching, "Well, the fireball technique has become a Molotov cocktail, and it's the kind with extremely strong stickiness. It only took one drop of blood."
Mo Cheng couldn't help but wonder, if he let go of one third of his blood, would the fire elemental ball be strengthened to the level of a napalm bomb?
At the same time, he wisely gave up the idea of asking others to help him study his blood. From now on, he would have to rely on himself to study his own problems unless he asked someone he trusted.
"but……"
Mo Cheng lowered his head, thinking back to the environment and terrain that he had subconsciously memorized when he went out these days. "My blood has obviously become a highly concealed combustion accelerant that almost no one would care about. So, can I use a special method to package the blood, bury it somewhere and ignite it? Or can I use some materials to secretly blast certain places?"
Realizing what he was thinking, Mo Cheng quickly shook his head to get rid of the thought in his brain, "Damn, I've watched too much news. How come I've learned all the methods used by terrorists?"
If his blood were combined with some materials, it would undoubtedly become a walking bomb, but Mo Cheng was still very rational and suppressed this idea in his mind.
This is no other place but the capital of the Principality of Aundair. A terrorist attack here would undoubtedly alert the Arcane Council, the College of Winterhold, the Aundair Royal Mystic Order and other spellcasters.
Mo Cheng has no needs that can only be achieved through a terrorist attack, at least not now.
"Forget it. I don't want to think about it anymore."
Glancing out the window, it was almost time, so Mo Cheng didn't continue testing and deducing, and just walked out the door.
The dwarf engineering team's reconstruction of Albert's House has come to an end. With the use of a large amount of alchemical products, the team has built the building much faster. Of course, the final price paid is inversely proportional to the construction time.
Of course, Mo Cheng didn't care about the price. The amount of money was not as important as his need for a stable home, especially when he knew that Kovale would only become more and more crazy.
Living in the shabby house before the Albert House was rebuilt, Mo Cheng could not sleep well at all. His short-term goal now was to make money through the Glimmer Ointment, and then buy the abandoned castle on the outskirts of Fairhaven and renovate it.
Just when he was thinking about what kind of renovation to make to the castle, a hurried knock on the door brought him back to reality. He opened the door of Albert's House and saw that it was Knight Edward.
"Knight Edward, what is the matter?"
Seeing Knight Edward's solemn expression, Mo Cheng thought of something, "Could it be something about the pharmacy or the Pharmacist Guild..."
"No." Knight Edward shook his head and denied it. He took out a piece of paper from a thick stack of papers in his hand and gave it to Mo Cheng. "Have you seen the person above?"
Mo Cheng took it and looked at it, and immediately realized that it was a wanted poster. There were more than ten lifelike people on it, and they could even move and make silent roars and roars.
Magic images are often used to make animated photos and book covers. Mo Cheng, who has seen quite a lot of them in the [Foreign Land], is not surprised.
He was puzzled by the images of those people on the wanted posters. They had very distinctive Fuying-style hairstyles and clothing, and they did not look like Aundairians.
"I'm sorry Knight, I haven't seen these people." Mo Cheng looked at Edward and asked, "Can you tell me what happened to them?"
"It's best if you haven't seen them. Those who have seen them are at least seriously injured and on the verge of death. Listen, priest, although the bounty written here is very generous, you must not touch it."
Knight Edward looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping. He lowered his head and spoke in a low voice, "These people escaped from prison, killed many people along the way, and then disappeared. Priest Mo Cheng, your ointment saved my life and the lives of my men, so I have to tell you not to go out these few days and not to listen to any unusual movements."
"You still have children to take care of. Don't leave them unattended because of some curiosity."
Knight Edward's words were unpleasant to hear, but they were a kind of protection for Mo Cheng.
The prisoners who were able to escape from Fairhaven Prison in a group of more than a dozen people and who had killed many people along the way were wanted criminals.
For a priest of a religious order, encountering these people is undoubtedly a sign that Glory wants to take His priests to the Kingdom of God.
Knight Edward had done a good enough job by letting Mo Cheng know the danger and reducing all curiosity to a minimum before the wanted criminal was caught.
"I understand. I am just an ordinary priest. I am not so lucky as to encounter a wanted criminal."
Others are well-intentioned, so Mo Cheng naturally wouldn't say with a cold face how strong he is and that Edward's worries are in vain with such low emotional intelligence remarks.
"Put this wanted poster on the door, and on the doors of everyone on the street, and leave the rest to us."
Edward clenched his fists, looking a little excited. "The Law Enforcement Corps will prove to the Queen that we are definitely not the incompetent ones eliminated by the Knights."
