The Hidden Knight of Mystra Chapter 035 Curse
That night, Roger went on a killing spree.
He wandered between the tents like the god of death, quietly taking the lives of one monster after another.
Until dawn.
He left reluctantly.
This was the first time he wished that there were 72 hours in a night so that he could save more sinful gray dwarves.
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The next day during the day.
The gray dwarf camp was in an uproar.
First, the guards belatedly discovered a large number of corpses, which caused extreme panic among the gray dwarves.
It was afternoon.
The overdose of laxatives began to show its power.
Every gray dwarf camp is filled with an unspeakable smell.
The wily Roger did not go back to bed.
He prepared a few masks for himself, blocked his nostrils with cotton wool, and waited quietly outside a gray dwarf camp.
Time passes by every second.
The situation in the gray dwarf camp was becoming increasingly chaotic.
Finally, someone couldn't help but rush out and ran to the reeds outside to relieve himself.
Roger, who had been waiting carefully for a long time, naturally would not miss these monsters that came to his door.
The Tiyunzong started leisurely.
The Green Fly Sword was like a dragon playing in the water, easily taking the lives of one gray dwarf after another.
Under the influence of strong laxatives.
The toughness of these gray dwarves dropped significantly, making Roger's operation easier.
He spent the whole day wandering around the six gray dwarf camps.
Reeds.
Among the bushes.
Under the grass slope.
Wherever there are signs of the gray dwarves going to the bathroom, there will be the light of the Greenfly Sword.
It was evening.
When Roger returned home and took off his mask, he always felt that the Green Fly Sword had turned into a sword with a smell.
At night.
He washed the Green Fly Sword dozens of times with water from the pool at the bottom of the cave.
The smell still seems to linger.
Roger did not continue his attack that night.
On the one hand, his energy and physical strength have reached their limits, and he must rest well to ensure his combat effectiveness.
on the other hand.
Roger estimated that with the reaction speed of the gray dwarf leader, he should be able to respond.
Don't rush into the gray dwarf camp again tonight.
Maybe he would be caught in a jar.
For something like a single-person stabbing, the effect will be better when it is used for the first time.
So this night.
In the panic of countless gray dwarves.
Roger, on the other hand, had a sound sleep.
At daybreak, he yawned and ran outside to take a look.
There are no traces of the gray dwarves on Yellowstone Island anymore, leaving only an empty camp and some dirty things.
Experiencing the double torture of dragon's breath and laxatives.
The gray dwarves finally retreated.
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In the following days, Roger began a long hunting trip in the swamp.
The gray dwarves only temporarily withdrew from Yellowstone Island.
In fact, they have not given up their ambitions for Longya Village.
So.
In the marshes near Huangshi Island, sentry posts sprang up rapidly like mushrooms after a rain.
No one knows where these gray dwarves got so many materials from. They actually sealed off Yellowstone Island with a series of dense walls.
Fortunately, Roger has the ladder, and these floating walls can't stop him.
Sometimes he killed people inside the wall, and sometimes he ran outside the wall to cause trouble.
The gray dwarves were suffering terribly.
In the blink of an eye, many days have passed.
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Seven months later. Near the wall.
On a floating haystack, a gray dwarf was running away in panic.
Unfortunately, in front of Ti Yunzong, his speed was really not enough.
whoosh!
A flash of sword light appeared, and as Roger soared into the air gracefully, the tip of the Green Fly Sword lightly lifted up the gray dwarf's neck guard.
Then he stabbed him to death with a sword.
The gray dwarf's body twitched violently, and after a long time, he fell on the haystack with his eyes wide open.
Roger bent down and quickly gathered up the spoils.
After a dozen breaths.
There were a series of warning signs in the vision of the Qi-gazing Technique, and a noise was heard not far away -
A large group of gray dwarf soldiers are approaching!
Roger didn't hesitate any longer and jumped.
In a flash, he disappeared into the mist of the swamp.
The large army of gray dwarves, who were still late in arriving, could only stare at his back in helpless rage.
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"You have killed 1 Swamp Gray Dwarf, bringing your total number of killed Swamp Gray Dwarfs to 8,409. Your milestone, Race Butcher, has set a new record."
"You gained 2 XP"
"Your 'Toughness' is slightly increased."
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"The distance is getting a little bit stronger and a little bit closer."
The progress bar of the Sin Mark has reached nearly 90%, which means that the "tenacious physique" that has undergone multiple enhancements will soon undergo a true transformation.
Look at the prompts in the data column.
Roger felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.
He likes this sense of down-to-earth progress.
Just like when he was hunting frogs in Yuntai Mountain, his toughness was gained by chopping one gray dwarf at a time.
No one can take away this credit.
Over the past six months, he has been fighting wits and courage with the gray dwarves in the swamp.
In order to hunt down the gray dwarves, he tried almost every means.
The gray dwarf leader who never showed up also tried many ways to counter Roger.
The "neck guard" on the neck of the dead gray dwarf just now is a great invention.
This forced Roger to remove these "neck guards" before killing people, which greatly affected his efficiency.
In addition, the other party designed several traps to try to lure Roger into the trap.
Unfortunately, Roger always remained cautious.
The plan of the gray dwarf leader not only failed, but was also used against him several times by Roger.
The result was naturally that he lost both the wife and the army.
On the other hand.
The gray dwarves also launched some attacks on the Dragonfang village.
These attacks were more or less fruitful.
Especially the night two days ago.
They successfully shot and injured the Emerald Dragon using a newly modified crossbow !
If Cindy hadn't suddenly stepped forward and cast a 3rd level spell, the Dragon Tooth Village might have been breached.
That night.
Although the gray dwarves were persuaded to retreat, the spell still took a heavy toll on Cindy.
When Roger saw her again, she was already in bed.
At that time, Cindy told him that Longya Village decided to relocate.
This was not a hasty decision.
Faced with the day and night attacks of the gray dwarves, they really couldn't bear it anymore.
The injury of the Emerald Dragon was the last straw that broke the camel's back.
They decided to move their entire clan to the east of the marshland.
Cindy invites Roger to join her on the road.
But Roger declined.
He is very clear about his goals.
He won't go anywhere until he has hunted down a sufficient number of gray dwarves.
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The departure of Longya Village is definitely bad news for Roger.
Although I don't know how they plan to migrate.
But since Cindy dared to say it openly, it is most likely a magical method that cannot be stopped.
After all, it is a village favored by a real dragon, so it is not surprising that it has some heritage.
Once the Emerald Dragon disappears, Roger will become the number one target of the Gray Dwarves .
You can imagine the pressure he was under at that time.
So in recent days, Roger has increased his hunting efforts, and for three consecutive days the number of gray dwarves hunted has exceeded 300!
This caused a fierce counterattack from the gray dwarves.
The area around Yellowstone Island has become very unsafe now.
The gray dwarf soldiers had almost cleaned out the grass and puddles.
Roger's living space is shrinking little by little.
It gets worse.
This morning, he suddenly found a pitch-black eye on the back of his left hand!
The art of qigong shows that this is a very terrible curse!
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"Blood Curse : Your body functions are failing. Every 72 hours, you will be judged to be dead."
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