I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages Chapter 33: Fire Orb

"It's really a strange thing."

When Roger first saw the "Crown of the Crow", he was impressed.

When I got it, it was indeed a rather rare magical item.

Strange things are the same as forbidden things.

All belong to the category that cannot be identified by the qi technique.

This prevents Roger from getting further accurate information about the Crown of the Crows.

But even a gray dwarf can wear it, so Roger naturally doesn't worry that this strange object will always rot in his hands.

Quickly put away the "Crown of the Crow", and he continued to **** back and forth on the corpse of the gray dwarf leader.

"Found it!"

Roger pulled something hard and pulled the thing off the head of the gray dwarf's neck.

Can be seen by the roaring fire on the mountainside.

This is an amber bead.

This bead is very cool to start, and it doesn't feel cold after a long time.

Roger threw the breath spell with curious eyes.

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"Master Qufeng's Fire Dispelling Orb (treasure): Make the wearer not afraid of flames"

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"This grey dwarf leader is too rich."

After reading the description, Roger couldn't help but be amazed.

A wonder or a treasure is priceless.

Compared with these two treasures, the collection of the shiluo demon is simply not worth mentioning.

He put on the fire protection beads on the spot.

This thing is a perfect match for the Suicide Ring.

He still remembers the scene of the grey dwarf leader rushing out of the sea of ​​fire just now——

Not only was he unscathed, but even his clothes were perfectly protected, which shows the mystery of the fire bead.

"Is there a tomb of a martial arts master near the swamp?"

"Or is it the remains of a martial arts sect?"

He couldn't help but think so.

After searching again and again, it was determined that the leader of the gray dwarf had no more oil and water.

Only then did Roger Shi Shiran get up, and his eyes returned to the battlefield at the foot of the mountain.

The ballista on the eastern hillside has also been destroyed.

Roger saw the familiar back——

Rachel rides Misath, with a team of drakes driving away the remaining grey dwarves on the mountain.

Cindy appeared at the top of the tower.

Her body is surrounded by an emerald light, and she doesn't know what spell effect it is.

Eric and others also cleared away the remaining monsters near the main entrance.

And the emerald young dragon arrogantly soared back and forth over the enemy line.

Every now and then, a dive grabs a few grey dwarves, then soars high and slams down!

Without the ballista's cover, the rout of the Grey Dwarves is only a matter of time.

Seeing this scene, Roger could no longer be calm.

If you don't rush forward to pick up people's heads at this time, when will you wait?

…

The night is getting darker.

The formation of the grey dwarves gradually collapsed.

With the signal to retreat, a large number of gray dwarves started to flee in panic.

And those gray dwarves who were severely wounded and incapacitated by the dragon's breath were ruthlessly abandoned by their companions.

Outside the main gate of the village.

There are many remnants of the gray dwarves lying on the ground and wailing.

The villagers who survived the disaster stood on the tower, looking at the situation outside in amazement.

The Emerald Drake is long gone.

But I saw a ghostly shadow dance skillfully from side to side on the battlefield like a **** of death.

He holds a rapier in his hand.

In the face of the incapacitated gray dwarf, he punched and sealed his throat with a sword.

Time flies by.

The mourning at the gate of the village went from crying to the ground at first, and then became silent.

Everyone looked at the murderous swordsman in a daze, and felt a little familiar.

After a while.

A small door beside the main entrance slowly opened.

A charming woman walked out from inside.

Stab it!

Just in time, Roger ended up losing the life of the last remaining gray dwarf soldier.

He retracted his sword and turned back.

Cindy's tired face had a faint smile:

"Don't you fall in love with little Rachel?"

"In advance, she is mine."

Roger weighed the green cockroach sword, his eyes bright:

"Is there any poison?"

Cindy was visibly stunned.

Probably didn't expect Roger to bring up such a strange topic when we met again.

"Yes."

She thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Is there a colorless, odorless and powerful poison?"

Roger asked again.

Cindy frowned:

"How could there be such a thing in this world?"

Roger frowned slightly regretfully.

Judging from the purification methods in this world, it is indeed an extravagant hope to find colorless, odorless, and highly toxic drugs.

"However, we have a hard-to-find laxative."

Cindy thought about it:

"It's not a pure laxative, but it does have strong adverse reactions after a large dose."

"You mean...?"

Her thoughts were fast and she was aware of Roger's intentions.

"Give it to me."

Roger said decisively:

"The more the better."

"Tonight is the best chance, possibly the only chance."

Cindy's eyes flickered for a moment.

Finally, Wei Wei nodded.

…

Half an hour later, on the west side of Yellowstone Island.

Outside a heavily guarded camp, Roger quietly appears.

In the camp, howling sounds are heard from time to time.

The gray dwarves guarding the gates are clearly unsettled.

Although equipped with twice the usual number of people, the defense effect is poor.

Roger sees an opportunity.

Stepping on the sturdy fence with two or three feet, he landed lightly into the camp in a blink of an eye.

This is one of six camps built by the Grey Dwarves on Yellowstone Island.

Originally there were at least 500 grey dwarves in this camp.

But after tonight's battle, most of the camps were lost.

Most importantly.

Most of the grey dwarf guards confronted the Emerald Drake head-on as an enemy, literally eating several waves of "Dragon Power".

Longwei is not something ordinary people can afford.

This mental shock will continue to work on them.

This caused their originally airtight guards to become leaky tonight~IndoMTL.com~ So Roger said that today may be the only chance.

Now, he has successfully infiltrated the gray dwarf camp with only one main purpose—

Drugs!

Although it is only a laxative, it is enough for these monsters to drink a pot.

The so-called hunting is to do everything possible to weaken the enemy and strengthen oneself.

Roger is not the kind of person who cares about the way he kills an enemy.

He wouldn't mind sending all the grey dwarves back to the West in one night if there was a poison that was so potent and undetectable.

In the dark.

Roger walked lightly, looking three times at a time.

It didn't take long for him to circle around the camp's kitchen.

The defenses of the Grey Dwarf camp are typically tight on the outside and loose on the inside.

Near the kitchen, there were only a few grey dwarf chef-like guys lying on the ground and sleeping soundly.

Seeing this, Roger simply walked over generously.

Same as in the previous two camps visited.

He added a double dose of laxatives to the fresh water the grey dwarves drink.

Naturally, the stored food cannot be missed.

"I hope these materials will reduce the toughness value."

Roger sincerely looks forward to it.

If this laxative is as magical as Cindy says it is.

Then tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, he will usher in the best harvest season.

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Finished taking the medicine.

Roger leaves the kitchen, ready to wander around the nearby tents to see if there are any wounded soldiers left alone.

As long as you don't get caught, it's okay to harvest a wave in advance.

He crept closer to the tent area.

Suddenly, a heated argument was heard.

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