Dust of History Chapter 23: We need unity

"They ran away?" Isis's eyes and mouth were wide open, almost covering his entire face.

"No one would have thought that that **** would actually bring a scroll of crossing water and lead that **** to the other side of the river." Hilton replied angrily. None of the others had a pretty face.

"The scroll of water crossing?" Isis and the old man looked at each other.

Making a magic scroll is by no means an easy task. It is necessary to store the magic that can only be released by slowly cultivating mantras and using the magic power carefully and precisely, and burst out instantly when using it. Behind this seemingly cheap trick that can cast magic instantly is unimaginable difficulty and cost. cost. The magician who made the scroll must be very proficient in using that magic, and at the same time his own level must exceed that magic, otherwise a slight mistake in the production may even kill him.

Usually only a high-level magician can make a mid-range magic scroll, while a high-end magic scroll needs a great magician to make it. The production of a top-level magic scroll is simply a big magic project. Both are worth border towns. The production of magic scrolls requires magic materials. The higher the magic level, the more expensive the materials used, and the cost increases almost geometrically.

Water-Walking is not a top-notch water magic, but it is by no means a commodity that can be used by ordinary magicians. There are no more than 20 great magicians in the continent who can make this kind of scrolls, and no one asks me No one is willing to spend magic materials to make this scroll. The price-to-performance ratio of this scroll is almost the lowest among all scrolls. Unless it is a very special and urgent situation, no one is willing to spend hundreds of gold coins to take two steps on the water.

"Could it be... this kid had a plan long ago? So he prepared a scroll for water crossing?" Isis scratched his hairless head hard, trying to figure out the truth of the matter, but he couldn't figure it out any more. Find out why. "But...how could he know that we are going here and resting here? If he decided after resting here...where did he go to get that kind of scroll...someone specially sent it to him? Impossible, this What's going on?"

"I said you are really wrong with this woman. You can obviously catch up with them, why don't you catch up and entangle them?" Hilton stared at Jessica, the pain on his face trembling. "Even if you are not the opponent. But you can't die if you get two knives. Try to get two knives and stop them once, and we will keep up."

"You come and take two stabs from me to see if you can't die." The masked woman played with the two short swords in her hands. Looking at Hilton coldly, he glanced in the direction of the man and the druid intentionally or unintentionally. "I'm not the only one who can't run fast."

Hilton stared blankly at the two short swords shining blue in the woman's hand, then immediately looked at the druid and said, "That's right. Since you can catch up with us so quickly, Anderson, why did you catch up with us later?" Don't rush up?"

"Although my explosive power is very good after transformation, my own physical strength is very poor." The druid showed a very honest wry smile. Judging from his standard fat middle-aged figure, this is indeed understandable.

"Fuck, okay, okay. One is afraid of being stabbed, the other has no energy, so let those two guys run away." Hilton turned his head angrily. "That kid knows that we are going to Tula Leon to do great things. If he tells that bitch, what will the **** lead the Kingdom Knights to us?"

The druid said slowly: "I don't think that kid will tell the truth. Even if he did, the temple knight may not necessarily seek help. Since she broke into our assembly alone, it means She is proud and arrogant and disdains to be with others. The relationship between Celeste and Queen Catherine has never been good, and the female knight finally said. She wants to fight with the honor of a knight to wash away her shame. So I think she might not seek help. At least she should not seek help from the Knights of the Kingdom."

"Maybe? Should?*. We're not going to travel, we're going to do big things and do big business." Hilton almost jumped up, thinking of the two elf girls and the big man he asked for from Xilica He can't suppress his anger when he piles up treasures. "That's a sale of tens of thousands of gold coins. There's no room for mistakes. But you say maybe, it should. Maybe this deal will be ruined like this, my elves and treasures..."

"Stop it!" A huge roar like a volcanic eruption exploded from Xilica's throat. Originally sitting on the ground with a gloomy face, he seemed to be stimulated by Hilton's words. stood up abruptly. All the muscles on his face were twisting and wriggling, and the muscles all over his body were constantly undulating, and bloodshot eyes swept across everyone's faces.

Swept by the eyes that seemed to be soaking blood, the women Jessica and Hilton jumped away involuntarily, picked up their weapons, the old man and Isis fled in a hurry, and the druid also retreated. They could instinctively feel the anger and murderous aura on Xilica who was about to explode at any time. This murderous aura is brutal, wild, and bloody. The murderous aura of other people or beasts has a target and a purpose. This murderous aura can kill no matter what. It can kill anything. It is more murderous than any other murderous aura. , as if he might grab the people around him at any time and bite them to pieces.

Only the man didn't wander around, he was still sitting there, looking at Xi Lika with a pair of radiant eyes, and said softly: "You better calm down."

Xilika's eyes immediately fell on the man's face, and the fierce light inside became stronger. Blood was flowing out and dripping from the sides of his mouth, and he didn't know whether it was because his teeth were clenched too tightly or because he bit his tongue or the flesh of his mouth. Suddenly he held the little finger of his left hand with his right hand, and then there was a bang of 'Gra'.

The muscles on Heka's face trembled, and he let go of his hand. The little finger was twisted and broken, and under the moonlight, a piece of white broken bone could be seen breaking through the skin and exposing. Then he held his ring finger again, and there was the same goosebump-splitting sound, and this criticism was broken.

Isis didn't understand what was going on at all, and wanted to ask or stop him, but he didn't have the guts.

But several other people can see that he is enduring.

Until she broke her index finger, Xi Lika gasped tremblingly, as if she had just vented on a woman. The expression on his face finally calmed down. It seemed that the surging murderous aura in his body had finally found an outlet, and it seemed that he had passed a very difficult hurdle mentally.

"Mr. Sandfis." Silica sat down, his expression was as calm as a monk who had just been bathed. Even the voice has a sense of rationality that I have never seen before. The four fingers of the left hand were twisted like twists. The bones were still exposed and the blood was oozing, but Xilika didn't care at all, as if it was something that grew on someone else.

However, it wasn't just this that surprised everyone, but the person he mentioned. It wasn't until he looked at the man that he realized that he was talking to the man.

"Mr. Sandfiss. I know this name is a fake name, just like you just said your name is Sandro. It is impossible for a person like you to have such an unknown name. But I feel sorry for you Who doesn't care at all." Xi Lika sorted out her broken fingers, put them back one by one, and connected the broken bones, and there was a teeth-stinging sound between the bones. But Xilica didn't even look at it, his eyes were all on the man he called Sandfis, calm and dignified, like looking at a respected elder. "It was Isis's old friend, Fodoleng, who introduced you to this place. At that time, he said that you were called this. I didn't ask, the old man Fodoleng has dealt with me for many years. He is Ian Fast The famous old fried dough stick over there, I can trust him. The point is, we all got together to make a fortune, so what is your name, who is it, what have you done in the past, etc. I don’t care about it, I only care about one thing , that is whether you can achieve a common goal with me, so that everyone can benefit"

The man named Sandfis did not speak. He just nodded silently.

"Everyone sit down, please listen to me." Xi Lika waved to everyone, like a kind host. "What I mean by these words is to let everyone stop complaining and suspecting each other. These have no effect at all. You must know that we are all gathered for the same purpose and act for the same goal. What happened has already happened. It happened, we don’t need to worry about it anymore, the rest is to concentrate all our energy to face the future situation, everyone always remember that we have common interests.”

"What we need most now is unity." Xilica clenched his fists, and there was a gentle fighting spirit on his face and voice, which can be called a textbook leader's expression.

"That's right." Hilton seemed to be very touched, and nodded vigorously, and several others also nodded slightly.

Only Isis tilted his head and looked at Xi Lika stunned like a wooden sculpture, his mouth was wide open, and everything on his face shifted. He suspects his boss has gone mad from overstimulation.

At noon on the second day, the group finally arrived at another stronghold of the Shenmu Xi Thieves Group.

It's completely different from the mansion near Wangcheng, this place is just a deserted manor in a remote place. Many thieves have already come here first. The expected large-scale raid on them didn't seem to happen, not even an ordinary inspection. Without waiting for other thieves, Xilica immediately held a meeting.

Xilika first told everyone about the plan she had made. In view of the appearance of traitors, the action must be as soon as possible, and the fastest speed must be rushed to the Tula Leon Forest.

The plan was very detailed. I heard Hilton, the old man, and the Druids nodding frequently. It seemed hard to imagine that someone like Xilika could have such a mind, but the other thieves didn't seem to feel this. What a strange. What made them feel strange was another thing. Boss Xili seemed to have become milder. The murderous aura and **** that could be seen at any time before seemed to be gone, but it seemed to be faintly more terrifying.

Although the Shenmu Xi Bandits are thieves, their efficiency in doing things is not inferior to that of the army. After Xilica announced the details of the plan, he immediately asked his thieves to prepare separately, that is, to arrange rooms for Hilton and others, so that they could have a good rest and recharge their batteries. However, the man named Sandfis said that he didn't want to rest for the time being and wanted to go out alone to do the preparations.

All outsiders are used to cheating, only the original members of the Shenmu Xi Thieves Group remain.

Xilika suddenly said to Isis: "I remember that you found the kid who escaped and could use white magic."

"Yes." Isis replied timidly. I don't know why, but the boss of Xilika seems to be less violent now, but he feels that he is more afraid of him. "But I don't think that kid would do that. I also heard from two subordinates that there was a master who was looking for a job, so I went to talk to him and called him because he was pretty good. Boss You can ask those two guys..."

Xilika didn't look at other people, but asked lightly: "Then you should have investigated the situation of that kid?"

"Investigated and investigated." Isis nodded like a fair Takumi. "The guys in charge of intelligence went to investigate quietly. The information is absolutely reliable. The kid's grandfather was scared by werewolves and his sister was scared crazy, so he was in a hurry to spend money."

"Okay." Xi Lika nodded, his face didn't fluctuate, and his voice was very calm, as if drinking afternoon tea and chatting, he said to the two thieves: "Go to the city as fast as you can. This kid’s hometown caught his sister. Cut off the girl’s hands and feet first, but remember that she must not be killed, and then I will send it over, you must remember,” his voice paused, although still Very flat and relaxed tone, but half of the people present got goosebumps, "I want her to be **** by at least fifty men in all ways before being sent to me, and she must live well~IndoMTL .com~ At least I can keep it until I do it a few more times in front of that kid.”

"Yes." The two subordinates almost escaped.

Xilika took a long breath, and said to a thief next to him, "Go and find five or six women right away."

The thief was stunned, and said in embarrassment: "Boss... this is in the wilderness, and I'm going to... where are you going to find a woman?"

There was no anger or even any expression on Xilika's face. He just slapped the subordinate's face and said lightly: "If it doesn't work right away, then hurry up."

"Yes, yes." The surrounding subordinates immediately dispersed, leaving only Isis and the one who got slapped.

It's not that the subordinate who got slapped doesn't want to leave, it's just that he can't. Half of his head has been completely broken into a rotten thing that doesn't look like anything, and it's twisted from the left side to the back on the neck and then turned to the right side. After shaking a few times, the remaining half of his head seemed to still want to walk away, and then fell down with a normal sound.

Xilika turned around and walked towards the inner room, and said lightly to Isis: "Let's go, I think we should notify our employer."