The Hidden Knight of Mystra Chapter 033 Fire Repellent Bead
“It is indeed a strange thing.”
When Roger
When I got it, I found it was indeed a rare and magical item.
The same goes for strange items and forbidden items.
They all fall into the category that cannot be identified by the art of qigong.
This prevented Roger from obtaining further accurate information about the White Raven Crown.
But since even a gray dwarf can wear it and use it, Roger naturally doesn't worry that this rare item will rot in his hands.
He quickly put away the "Crown of the White Crow" and continued to fumble around on the body of the gray dwarf leader.
“Found it!”
Roger pulled hard and pulled the thing off the neck of the gray dwarf leader.
It can be seen by the blazing fire on the mountainside.
This is an amber bead.
This bead feels very cool to the touch and doesn't feel cold even after a long time.
Roger used the Qi-viewing technique with a curious look in his eyes.
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"Master Qufeng's Fire-Repelling Bead (treasure): Makes the wearer not afraid of fire"
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"This gray dwarf leader is too rich."
After reading the description, Roger couldn't help but marvel at it.
Every rare object and every treasure is priceless.
Compared with these two treasures, the collection of the corpse demon is simply not worth mentioning.
He put on the fire-proof beads on the spot.
This thing is a perfect match for the suicide ring.
He could still clearly remember the scene where the leader of the gray dwarves rushed out of the sea of fire just now.
Not only is the body unharmed, but even the clothes are perfectly protected, which shows the mystery of the fire-proof bead.
"Is there a tomb of a martial arts master near the marshland?"
"Or maybe it's the remains of a martial arts sect?"
He couldn't help but think so.
After repeated searches, it was confirmed that there was not much left on the gray dwarf leader.
Roger then slowly stood up and turned his gaze back to the battlefield below the mountain.
The crossbow cart on the eastern hillside had also been destroyed.
Roger saw a familiar figure from behind.
Rachel was riding on Mishas and leading a team of flying dragons to drive out the remaining gray dwarves on the mountain.
Cindy appeared at the top of the tower.
She was surrounded by an emerald-like light, and no one knew what kind of magic effect it was.
Eric and others were also clearing out the remaining monsters near the main gate.
And that young emerald dragon was flying back and forth arrogantly over the enemy camp.
From time to time he would swoop down and grab a few gray dwarves, then fly high up and drop heavily!
Without the protection of the ballistas, the defeat of the gray dwarves was only a matter of time.
Seeing this scene, Roger could no longer remain calm.
If we don't rush forward to pick up the heads at this time, when will we?
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The night deepens.
The formation of the gray dwarves gradually collapsed.
As the retreat signal was issued, a large number of gray dwarves began to flee in panic.
Those gray dwarves who were severely injured by the dragon's breath and lost their ability to move were ruthlessly abandoned by their companions.
Outside the main gate of the village.
Many remaining gray dwarf soldiers were lying on the ground wailing.
The villagers who survived the disaster stood on the tower, looking at the situation outside in shock and confusion.
The Emerald Dragonette was long gone.
But I saw a ghostly shadow jumping left and right skillfully on the battlefield like the god of death.
In his hand he held a rapier.
Facing the gray dwarf who had lost his ability to move, he struck hard and killed him with every blow of his sword.
Time passes by every second.
The wailing at the entrance of the village went from being loud and wailing at the beginning to being silent later.
Everyone stared at the ferocious swordsman in amazement, and they all felt that he looked familiar.
After a while.
A small door next to the main entrance was slowly opened.
A charming woman walked out from inside.
Swish!
As luck would have it, Roger ended up killing the last remaining gray dwarf soldier.
He sheathed his sword and turned back.
A faint smile appeared on Cindy's tired face:
"Are you in love with little Rachel?"
"Just to be clear, she's mine."
Roger weighed the Qingxie Sword, his eyes bright:
"Are there any poisons?"
Cindy was visibly stunned.
Most likely I didn't expect that Roger would bring up such a strange topic when they met again.
"have."
She thought about it, then nodded.
"Is there a poison that is colorless, odorless, and very effective?"
Roger asked again.
Cindy frowned and said:
"How could such a thing exist in this world?"
Roger bared his teeth with a hint of regret.
Considering the purification methods in this world, it is indeed a luxury to find a drug that is colorless, odorless and highly toxic.
"However, we have a laxative that is very difficult to detect."
Cindy thought for a moment:
"It's not a pure laxative, but it does have strong adverse reactions if the dose is too high. "
"You want to...?"
She thought quickly and had realized Roger's intention.
"Give me."
Roger said decisively:
“The more doses, the better.”
"Tonight is the best chance, and perhaps the only chance."
Cindy's eyes flickered for a moment.
Finally, he nodded imperceptibly.
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Half an hour later, on the west side of Yellowstone Island.
Outside a heavily guarded camp, Roger's figure quietly appeared.
From time to time, howling sounds could be heard in the camp.
The gray dwarves guarding the gate were obviously a little distracted.
Despite being equipped with twice as many people as usual, the defense was pitifully poor.
Roger saw his opportunity.
He took two or three steps on the sturdy fence and landed lightly in the camp in the blink of an eye.
This is one of the six camps built by the gray dwarves on Yellowstone Island.
Originally there were at least 500 gray dwarves in this camp.
But after tonight's battle, most of the camps suffered heavy casualties.
The most important thing.
Most of the gray dwarf guards faced the Emerald Dragon as enemies and suffered several waves of "dragon power".
The dragon's might is not something that ordinary people can withstand.
This mental shock will continue to act on them.
This resulted in their originally airtight defense becoming full of loopholes tonight.
That's why Roger said today might be the only chance.
Now, he has successfully sneaked into the camp of the gray dwarves, with only one main purpose -
Give me medicine!
Although it's just a laxative, it's enough for these monsters to drink.
Hunting means doing everything possible to weaken the enemy and strengthen yourself.
Roger is not the kind of person who cares whether the means of killing the enemy are fair or not.
If there was a poison that was powerful and could not be discovered, he would not mind killing all the gray dwarves in one night.
In the dark.
Roger walked lightly and looked back every three steps.
Soon, he circled around to the camp's kitchen.
The defense of the gray dwarf camp is typically tight on the outside and loose on the inside.
There were only a few guys who looked like gray dwarf chefs lying on the ground and snoring near the kitchen.
Seeing this, Roger simply walked over with confidence.
Just like what we did in the previous two camps we visited.
He added a double dose of laxative to the fresh water that the gray dwarves drank daily.
Of course, stored food cannot be left out.
"I hope these materials can reduce the toughness value."
Roger looked forward to it wholeheartedly.
If this laxative is as miraculous as Cindy says it is.
Then tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, he will usher in the most enjoyable harvest season.
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After taking the medicine.
Roger left the kitchen and prepared to walk around the nearby tents to see if there were any wounded soldiers left alone.
As long as you don’t get discovered, it’s okay to harvest a wave in advance.
He tiptoed closer to the tent area.
Suddenly, a heated argument was heard.
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