The Hidden Knight of Mystra Chapter 060: Immortality Seed

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Thor and Valianna.

These should be two unfamiliar names to Roger.

But a lively scene quickly emerged in his mind.

That night, at the party at the Charcoal Inn.

It must be the young man and woman hugging each other.

He looked very happy at that time.

Roger shook his head silently in his heart.

Even if it's him.

If I hadn't killed that elite water ghost first last night, I would probably have been in trouble.

Not to mention ordinary people.

Mystra is indeed a planet full of dangers.

If you are not careful, you may die.

…

Levi only stayed briefly at Senluo Farm.

He came to check the situation.

After confirming that Roger survived, he had to visit other farms.

Before leaving, he held Roger's hand and told him many things -

Such as "The patrol team is working hard to investigate the cause of the water ghost riot", "It's best not to go out at night recently", "The farm wall must be reinforced during the day" and so on.

Roger took careful note of every detail.

After watching Levi leave.

He stopped the cleaning work at hand.

Instead, they patched up the gaps in the wall and set up some simple alarms and traps around the farm.

That evening.

Instead of sending the gargoyle out hunting, he had it patrol and guard around the farm.

Monster riots should not be underestimated.

If you are not careful, you will die!

In this way, several calm nights passed.

During this period, Senluo Farm seemed to have been forgotten, and there was no disturbance.

Not to mention monsters, there wasn't even a human figure.

Only Levi would occasionally come over to inspect and chat with Roger.

Every time we met, he looked bad and exhausted.

Roger advised him to rest many times, but he just smiled bitterly.

From Levi's mouth.

Roger learned that the current situation of Paramount Manor was a bit bad.

The sudden monster riot scared the residents who had long been accustomed to the peaceful life.

Even the heavily guarded Dawn Town.

Now it feels like a precarious situation.

Some people secretly hoarded food and other supplies.

Some people even locked themselves in their homes and rarely went out.

The situation on rural farms was even worse.

Many people died at the hands of water ghosts, and their bodies had to be forcibly cremated, otherwise there was a possibility of mutation.

But now we are facing the dilemma of shortage of manpower.

Counting the losses, repairing the walls, burning the bodies, and rushing to harvest the crops...

Someone needs to do all of this.

Even patrolmen like Levi went to the fields to help for several days.

In comparison.

Senluo Farm has become an alternative.

The crops in the fields had long been abandoned by Smith, so there was naturally no need to rush to harvest them.

So after repairing the wall, Roger had nothing to do.

Before the results of the investigation into the monster riot come out.

He didn't want to act rashly for the time being.

Patiently waiting is sometimes the best way to hunt.

He has everything anyway.

In terms of food, the rations supplied from Longya Village are still sufficient.

As for water sources, there are two clean wells available on the farm.

For a while.

Roger's life seemed to have returned to the time in Tongma Town and became extremely regular.

During the day, he read books and practiced Qi, and repeatedly studied the information about Jonny Stottle.

At night, they practiced various combat skills on the open space on the farm.

He used his free time to plant two rows of perennials and a row of trellis vines on the ridge of the field near the house.

If these plants grow well.

By next spring he would be able to produce a large quantity of hemostatic ointment.

If we take it to Shuguang Town and sell it, it will still generate some income.

…

Just like this, half a month passed in a flash.

On the thirteenth night of the water ghost riot.

Roger woke up from his sleep.

Long before the sharp alarm sounded, he sensed the signal sent by the gargoyle through the slavery contract!

"There's a monster!"

It only took ten seconds.

Roger completed the transformation from sleepy to fully armed.

He opened the attic window and went up to the roof.

The moonlight is especially bright tonight.

Roger stood on the roof and looked down.

The next second, his facial expression almost went out of control——

The entire farm has been occupied by a large number of uninvited guests. Everywhere you look, it is filled with Jonny Stottles!

Another monster riot?

The only difference is that the target of the riot changed from water ghosts to good brothers?

Roger didn't have time to think about it.

He suppressed his ecstasy and jumped off the roof at full speed.

A Jone Turtle pounced fiercely towards Roger's landing point.

Mid-air.

Roger tapped his right foot lightly——

Double jump!

Under the moonlight.

The figure that was supposed to fall suddenly paused, and the next second it completely ignored the laws of physics and suddenly jumped up!

Roger jumped onto the wall calmly.

Soon it disappeared from the sight of Jonny Turtle.

Half a minute later.

Roger came to a beech tree on the edge of the farm.

After a few jumps, he jumped onto the treetops.

Not long after, a black object fell down.

Without hesitation, he rushed towards the other trees around him.

In just a few minutes.

One after another, resilient fishing nets fell down.

Surround the farm house layer by layer!

A curious Jony Stottle breaks into the net and tries to knock it open.

The effect can only be described as average.

Instead, it fell into it itself.

Make sure all nets are in place.

Roger turned back to the farmhouse and gave a hideous smile.

The next moment.

He took out the White Crow Crown and put it on his head, then strode to the fishing net.

Aiming at Jony Turtle in the fishing net, Roger bent down and slapped him!

Martial arts!

Crushing Palm!

A faint breath flashed across his palm .

With a puff sound.

Jonny Turtle's limbs suddenly tensed up, and a violent tremor came from under his shell.

Even the corners of his mouth were oozing with blood!

…

"You have killed 1 Jonny Turtle, and you have killed 11 Jonny Turtles in total."

"You gained 25 XP"

"Your life span has increased by 31,536,000 seconds."

…

"Good brothers are no more than that."

Roger stood up slowly and walked towards the cabin, his eyes full of fanaticism.

Alan mentioned it in the intelligence.

Despite its seemingly invincible defense, the inside of Stottle's body is actually very fragile.

This can be seen from the fact that their bodies become very soft after death.

At that time, Roger guessed that the Crushing Palm would be effective against this kind of monster.

Now it seems that there is more to it than just the effect!

This method of using "qi" to carry out penetrating attacks is simply the nemesis of Jonny Stottle!

Crushing Palm is a master-level martial art.

Each palm strike consumes a certain amount of energy.

At Roger's current level, he could only deliver about ten palm strikes a night.

But he has the White Raven Crown!

The energy stored in this strange object is vast, at least hundreds of times what Roger currently possesses.

He can borrow the energy in the White Crow Crown to make up for his own shortcomings.

Tonight, he is destined to go on a killing spree!

…

The cold wind was howling on the farm late at night.

Roger's figure rose and fell, like an old farmer planting rice, one hole at a time, without any ambiguity.

At first, the Jonny Turtles were also stubborn.

When they saw Roger's palm coming down, they still looked curious.

What awaits them is naturally only ruthless death.

Later on .

After losing countless of their companions, the Jonny Turtles realized that something was wrong.

They tried to evacuate the farm.

But those fishing nets became their final means of survival.

These things can hardly hold them back for long.

But it created excellent conditions for Roger to harvest.

Trapped in a fishing net, Jonny Stottle becomes Roger's perfect target.

Roger mobilized the Tiyunzong and took their lives in a flash.

For a moment, he thought he was playing a real-life version of Whack-A-Mole!

But there are too many Jonny Stottles on the farm.

Inevitably, there will be a few that slip through the net.

There was nothing Roger could do about it.

He can only kill as many as possible!

At dawn.

Roger raised his hand and slapped it, killing the last Jony Stolett on the farm.

His palms were aching.

But my heart is full of joy!

…

"You have killed 1 Jonny Turtle, and have killed 139 Jonny Turtles in total."

"Your cumulative lifespan has exceeded 200 years, and you have acquired the specialty: Immortality Seed."

"Immortal Species: You have a new perspective on the time scale of life, and can think about problems from a higher perspective. The speed at which your appearance fades has slowed down.

When other Immortals approach, you will be able to sense them in advance.

Your favorability among the Immortal race +20"

…

Not far away, someone was riding a horse.

Before anyone arrived, a voice came:

"Mr. Roger!"

"There was a Jone Turtles riot last night! There was heavy damage to nearby farms! Are you okay?"

The sound of horse hooves gradually approached, and the tone of the sound gradually changed:

"Uh... this."

"Roger...Sir?"

Levi took off his helmet in surprise.

He looked at the Jony Turtles corpses scattered all over the floor.