The Hidden Knight of Mystra Chapter 50: God of Blood
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"You have detected the ritual of the God of Blood"
"Ritual of the God of Blood: A mysterious ritual in which the creatures in the ritual will gain a great desire to reproduce and a high reproduction rate, but at the cost of the mother's vitality."
"Insight (+60) is effective!" (Note 1.)
"You sensed the statue of the Blood God."
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In the dark.
Roger's gaze seemed to penetrate the many obstacles of the big house and saw a mysterious stone statue.
The stone statue only had a head, eyes without pupils, and its inverted triangle face was covered with bloody fine lines.
Roger only looked at it for a short while before he felt a sharp pain in his temple.
"Sure enough, another cultist?"
While in the orchard, he had a vague idea of Humphrey's background.
And now, his guess has been confirmed.
Although no one knows the origin of this God of Blood, it is the source of all abnormal phenomena.
Perhaps Humphrey is just a pawn.
No wonder even the Emerald Dragonette feels fearful.
But Roger had no intention of giving up.
Mystra is a place full of cultists.
If he runs away from everyone he meets, he might really have to stay in the Novice Village for the rest of his life.
"Keep watching."
While the people in the yard were away.
Roger rolled in.
After a few leaps, he disappeared into the darkness.
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The next few days.
Roger was collecting intelligence in the villages of the swamp refugees.
Sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood.
For Roger, he will only take action after making the most thorough preparations.
The situation in the village is very bad.
Humphrey speeded up the distribution of the fire oranges.
Every day, someone is "exploded in the head" by a tumor on the neck, the frequency is increasing, and the number is increasing.
In addition to the strong smell of magic, the village was also filled with a gloomy and dead atmosphere.
And every night.
Humphrey would hold the "Ceremony of the Blood God" in his big house.
In just a few days.
Almost all women go through the horrible process .
Their children are also growing up at a monster-like speed.
A newborn baby can grow into a teenager in just a few days and gain initial combat capability.
These children are more like monsters than ordinary swamp refugees.
They are thin and have extremely long limbs.
They seem to prefer crawling to walking upright on their feet.
They are speechless, have no expression, and refuse to be close to their mother.
They took orders from Humphrey alone.
Humphran fed them large amounts of fire oranges, and these children were significantly more able to digest magic.
Many of them gained powerful spell-like abilities.
Only a few people were accidentally shot in the head.
Time goes by day by day.
Humphrey's appearances became shorter and shorter.
He locked himself in the big house and didn't come out all day.
Roger knew that there was not much time left before Humphran attacked Longya Village.
“It’s time to take action.”
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Roger found Cindy and talked to her about what he had seen and heard in the past few days.
"We really don't know who the God of Blood is."
"After all, there are too many well-known evil gods in Mistra..."
Cindy pondered:
"If what you saw is true, then Hanfran should be the spokesperson for the evil god."
"Um...are you afraid of getting in trouble?"
"If it's a problem in this regard, there's no need to worry too much. The existence of the forbidden spell of world destruction blocks the sight of most evil gods. It's actually difficult for them to extend their claws. People like Hanfran are already the strongest spokespersons that the evil gods can find."
Roger nodded calmly.
"I can assure you that after you kill Humphran, the God of Blood will not come to trouble you."
Cindy promised solemnly.
Roger thought for a moment:
"I'm going to kill Humphran tonight."
"But there are two things that I need the help of Muse-sama."
"First, the blessing of the Emerald Dragon God must be given to me in advance."
"Second, I need her to show up in person. Well, she doesn't have to do anything, just fly around."
Cindy hesitated, and after a while, she nodded uncertainly:
"All right."
"I'll convey your message."
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As night falls.
Roger walked erratically along the edge of the reeds.
He is blessed with the "blessing of the Emerald Dragon God".
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"Blessing of the Emerald Dragon God: Your perception, intelligence, and strength are increased by 1 point each."
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Because the points were added randomly, this result was just average for Roger.
Among the six basic attributes.
What he needs most are agility and perception, strength and physique are next, and intelligence and charm are the least useful.
Agility and perception are self-evident. Strength and physique also determine the basic qualities of the body.
Intelligence represents one's affinity with the elements and potential for studying magic.
Roger's magic-immune physique naturally doesn't get along with Yuan Su.
As for charm... let’s not talk about it!
"It's like getting an extra point of strength and perception for free, which is not bad."
Following the reed path and sneaking into the village of the marshland refugees, Roger began to head towards the designated location.
Along the way, he saw several refugees from the swamp being shot in the head.
One after another, like a fireworks display.
He felt a little heavy in his heart.
"Is that about it?"
When thinking like this.
Suddenly, a loud dragon roar was heard in the sky!
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"It's a dragon!"
"Attack!"
"ah……"
Suddenly there was a noisy sound in the village.
The refugees who still had a shred of rationality looked at the sea-blue figure in fear .
"What are you all standing there for?"
Humphland ran out of the big house, pulling up his belt deftly:
"Go push the crossbow cart!"
"Mage-like group, assemble!"
With the appearance of Humphland, order in the village was temporarily maintained.
The refugees moved in a daze.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The giant dragon in the sky flapped its wings frantically.
Strong winds blew over and overturned many low houses.
“Hurry, hurry, hurry!”
Humphrey gave his orders loudly.
Suddenly a guard ran over:
"Lord Humphran!"
“The orchard is on fire!”
Humphland was stunned for a moment: "Their target is the orchard?"
"Take some people over to put out the fire!"
The guard immediately left with a group of people.
After a moment.
Someone else came over to report:
"Lord Humphran!"
"The warehouse storing the crossbow vehicles is on fire!"
This time, Humphrey really couldn't sit still anymore!
He was anxious to take people to put out the fire.
But before he had walked far, he suddenly stopped!
“There’s a problem!”
Humphrey shook off his men with a grim look on his face and walked back with big strides.
Not long after, he was back outside the big house.
Chaotic square.
No one seemed to notice that a stealthy figure was walking out of the side door of the big house.
The man was hunched over, holding something wrapped in sackcloth in his arms.
"stop!"
Humphrey was furious.
The roar startled the man, who grabbed the package and ran away!
Without time to think, Humphran grabbed a knife and rushed forward.
The man ran very fast and rushed out of the village in a few jumps.
But Humphrey is not slow either.
Even the distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer.
Two people, one in front and one behind.
In a moment, they rushed out two or three miles and entered a swamp with a more complex environment.
The sound of the wind in my ears is getting stronger.
A sudden idea struck Humphrey's mind.
“I’ve been fooled!”
That moment.
He saw the figure in front of him drop something from his arms.
It fell into the swamp with a plop.
It turned out to be an enormous sweet potato!
boom!
Along with the strange noise, the furious Humphran suddenly missed his step.
The scene in front of me began to spin wildly!
“It’s a trap.”
The word just popped into his mind.
He felt a piercing pain!
He looked down.
I don’t know how many bamboo nails as long as my forearm were buried under that deep pit!
"ah!"
A roar of pain came from the bottom of the pit.
It was like a most ferocious beast falling into the trap of a most cunning hunter.
Above the deep pit.
A face shrouded in shadow slowly emerged.
It's getting dark.
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