I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages Chapter 108: Extraordinary perception
It's spring again.
Snow-covered trails.
A train of trains is on its way.
The wagon's huge wheels leave a deep row of ruts in the snow.
The road is lined with white snow.
In the frontmost wagon, an elderly necromancer is watching alertly ahead.
Every once in a while.
He would stop the convoy and use "Detect Life" and "Lookout" alternately against the vast snow.
Until the effect of the spell shows no difference.
He will tell the team to keep going.
Just like that, a train of horses drove past the thick snowdrift.
Walking through an ordinary snow field.
"Ah! Aw!"
The bone horses suddenly lingered in place, and the ghost fire in their eyes began to flicker.
"Something's wrong, withdraw!"
The necromancer on the front carriage pulls the horse and turns around and leaves.
Right now.
A large amount of snow was thrown from the snow that he had detected with his spells on both sides of the road!
A bottomless hole emerges from the snowdrift.
But I saw a horned monster jumping out of it and roaring towards the carriage!
They passed near the convoy like wind and clouds.
A moment later.
There is only a mess left.
……
"You have killed 1 necromancer, and a total of 189 necromancers have been killed. Your milestone - Necromancer has set a new record"
"You gained 6 XP and 17 chivalry"
"You earned 1 honor point"
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"You got Perception Fragment*2"
"Cumulative Perception Fragments: 103 pieces (400 pieces have been exchanged)"
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Conveniently exchange perception shards for attributes.
As such.
Roger's perception has increased to 19 points, only one step away from being extraordinary!
But there was no trace of relief on his face.
Skillfully directs the younger brothers to collect their loot.
Roger's eyes turned to the north, his thoughts drifted:
This is the sixth month of campaign mode launch.
After the winter last year.
Greystone City took the initiative to shrink its defense line, using the four southern towns as a fulcrum, and played a tug of war using the cover of the cold winter.
It stands to reason that winter affects the undead much less than humans.
Roger and Alan both anticipated that the enemy would strike during the coldest hours.
But the other party didn't.
They just mechanically send out undead armies for border harassment.
Leading necromancers are showing laziness one by one, and it is almost impossible to write the foreign workers into the official tactics.
This seriously affects Roger's spawn efficiency.
For this reason, he had to venture westward, taking his younger brothers to play tunnel warfare behind enemy lines.
Relying on the interception of supply convoys traveling between Limestone City and the four southern towns, Roger's perception fragments rose.
However, the honor points are not very optimistic. It took only one winter to break through 7W points.
Considering Limestone's weakening performance.
He's really afraid that he'll hit the bones too hard and surrender.
The campaign mode will automatically end at that time.
He couldn't stop crying.
……
Thinking room.
The figure of the gargoyle appears leisurely.
"Alan's secret letter?"
Roger was surprised.
Counting the days, it's not time for regular communication.
He opens the letter quickly.
The content above made his face change.
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"Confirmed emergency news: two months ago, the city of limestone was destroyed by a mysterious force, and now there are only ruins"
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"Two months ago?"
Roger felt a little bit sore, the spring breeze hit his face, and the chill was still piercing to the bone.
He looked back at the carriages.
Suddenly there is a creepy feeling:
"If this news is true."
"Where did these teams come from?"
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One day later.
Autumn Woodland.
Led like a chow chow in the middle of a group of bunkers in the snow.
Three people sit in an open basement.
Alan, as always, sat upright in the main seat.
At his left hand is a heavily armed gray dwarf woman with a long beard and sharp, clear eyes.
According to Alan.
This is General Mowgli, the leader of the Grey Dwarves in Bander City.
These bunkers in the Autumn Woods were built by Mowgli.
It worked well against the undead army.
Roger sits across from them, showing no expression.
"Let's get to the point."
Alan said in a serious tone:
"The news of the destruction of Limestone City has been confirmed. This happened two or two and a half months ago."
"But in the past two months, we've still been harassed by the Necrons; Roger has also intercepted a number of supply convoys disguised as coming out of Greystone."
"It doesn't make sense."
Roger said calmly:
"It was abnormal from the start."
Alan nodded in agreement.
This southward invasion of Limestone City gives people a feeling of anticlimactic.
The undead army is coming, but it's chaotic, and many of the decisions are completely unthinkable.
I insist that there are rules to follow.
That's Wellington's ill will to send people's heads.
"The destruction of Limestone City, Wellington's anomaly, combined with the matter of the "Bone Tax"..."
"I already have a guess in my mind."
Alan raised his head and looked at Roger:
"Remember the information I gave you about the Sierra River?"
Roger nodded.
Alan reminder is not required.
He also thought of that information for a long time, which recorded a lot of research and investigations by Alan on the Serra River, and there were also many unproven legends.
It is mentioned in an ancient legend.
The Sierra is no ordinary river.
It's a "boundary river"!
The creatures north of the boundary river are all descendants of the guilty!
If these people want to "cross the border", either they have the power to go beyond the border river itself, or they can only get the approval of the "border guard".
In this legend.
There used to be "Guardians" on the Sierra Bridge.
Any adventurer who has passed the trial of the Guardians can safely travel to and from the banks of the Serra River.
Instead of being able to travel only during the coldest days of winter as it is now.
Even in the past few years.
On the coldest days of winter, the Sierra River was not frozen.
The banks of the Sierra are completely lost.
Without the Keepers, the Serra River is like a locked prison.
The creatures of the North Shore are firmly locked in this land.
Never leave.
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"If this legend is true."
"Then all Wellington's actions are aimed at breaking through the boundary river."
"The question is, why now and why last year?"
Roger said so.
But there is actually a guess in his heart, but the guess is too heavy, and he won't talk nonsense without definite evidence.
"Because of 'The Embers Cloud'. "
The person who answered the call was General Grey Dwarf.
Her voice is full of energy:
"In my clan's legend, the appearance of the ember cloud means absolute destruction. No city can escape the disaster."
"In recent years, ember clouds have appeared more and more frequently."
"Three times we observed it alone."
Roger pursed his lips:
"Three times?"
General Grey Dwarf nodded and said:
"The first time was twelve years ago, when it appeared over a dungeon near Bander City; it didn't take long for the city to fall into ruins."
"The second time was two years ago, near a small town in the north. That time, we also found a survivor in a cellar in the town afterwards, but her condition was very bad..."
"The third time is this time in Limestone City."
Roger frowned.
He just wanted to ask for more details.
Alan was the first to say:
"Although the city of limestone is destroyed, Wellington must not be dead."
"He arranged the four southern towns and other strongholds in advance, and continued to deploy troops would draw our attention - just didn't want us to realize his true purpose."
"On the one hand, we must stop him—his actions will attract the attention of Ember Cloud, whether successful or not; on the other hand, we must also be prepared to face Ember Cloud."
"So."
Speaking of this, his eyes slowly swept across the two of them before he said firmly:
"I plan to be away for a while."
Roger was not surprised.
Alan has long expressed his intention to go to the source of the Bundry River, and if the legend of the annihilation of the ember cloud is true, there is even less reason for him to spend his time here with Wellington.
"You can leave it to me here."
Roger made no excuses.
"Bender City is your most loyal ally."
Mowgli has shown great respect for Alan.
Alan nodded lightly, her brow still worried.
The three discussed for a while.
Alan and Mowgli have a lively chat.
Until the end.
Only was Roger caught a chance.
He asked the gray dwarf female general in the calmest tone possible:
"Can I meet the survivor you speak of?"
……
The other side of the bunker complex.
In a small but cozy bunker.
Roger asked the girl who was sewing clothes in the gentlest tone:
"Do you remember me?"
"I'm Roger."
The girl's expression is numb, but her hands are moving so fast that she can't seem to hear his voice at all.
Roger changed a few more questions.
But as Mowgli said.
The other party ignored him at all and just kept his head down.
"Can I ask, she's here with you now..."
Roger struggled to choose his words.
Mowgli seemed to see through his mind and shouted:
"I won't treat her badly."
"She is the best seamstress and cook in Bender, and no one dares to bully her even though she doesn't care!"
Roger looked her in the eyes, took her hand in relief after a long time, and said thank you.
Mowgli froze for a moment.
Open your palms.
A dozen silver horns shone brightly.
Roger took a deep look at the girl, then walked away quickly~IndoMTL.com~ Do you know her name? "
Mowgli chased after him and asked loudly:
"We never named her!"
"Taliyah."
Roger's voice drifted far away:
"That's her name."
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Return to your bunker as quickly as possible.
He sits on the bed.
Wearing a crown of white crows and holding a crescent moon pendant.
Not long.
Peace of mind is restored.
Next moment.
He took a deep breath.
……
"Are you assigning 1 free attribute point to 'Perception'?"
"Your Perception has increased to 20, and you have gained Extraordinary Perception"
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"You have acquired the extraordinary feat: a full sixth sense"
"Hint: For the first time, you will get a 'full sixth sense' and you will have a chance to 'look down on the world'"
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The scene in front of me begins to blur.
Roger came to an unattainable overlook as if his soul had ascended to heaven.
The moment.
The view north of the Serra River is amazing!
All sorts of indescribable whispers rang in his ears.
A number of horrific scenes of chaos and disorder appeared before his eyes.
In the midst of all this chaos.
He struggles to tell.
His gaze penetrated some false barriers.
Finally saw a huge ship!
The entire ship is made of human skulls.
The mast and deck are tied together with thick thighbones.
That's a veritable skeleton ship!
And at Roger's first glance.
All the skeletons on that boat had human faces.
and stared at him coldly.
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