I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages Chapter 50: God of Blood


"You perceive the ritual of the Blood God"

"The Ritual of the Bloody God: A mysterious ritual, the creatures in the ritual will gain a great desire to reproduce and multiply at the cost of the vitality of the mother"

"Insight (+60) in effect!" (Note 1.)

"You sensed the statue of the Blood God"

In the dark.

Roger's eyes seemed to penetrate the obstacles of the big house and saw a mysterious stone statue.

The stone statue has only a head, eyes but no pupils, and its inverted triangular face is covered with blood-colored fine lines.

Roger only watched for a while before feeling some pain in his temples.

"Sure enough, is it a cult again?"

While in the orchard, he had a vague idea of ​​Humphran's background.

And now, his guess has been confirmed.

Although I don't know the origin of this **** of blood, it is the source of all anomalies.

Maybe Humphran is just a **** too.

It's no wonder that even the Emerald Drakes are apprehensive.

But Roger didn't mean to give up.

Mystra is a place where cultists run around.

If you meet one and run another, then he may really have to stay in Novice Village for the rest of his life.

"Continue reading."

Take advantage of the people in the yard to leave.

Roger rolls over.

After a few vertical leaps, he disappeared into the darkness.

The next few days.

Roger is collecting intelligence in the villages of refugees in the swamp.

Sharpening knives does not miss woodcutters.

For Roger, he will only choose to shoot if he is fully prepared.

The situation in the village is very bad.

Humphrey speeds up the distribution of fire oranges.

Every day, people are "headshot" by the sarcoma on their neck, the frequency is getting faster and the number is increasing.

In addition to the strong smell of magic, the village also filled with a dead air of twilight.

And every night.

Humphrey would perform the "Blood God Ritual" in his large house.

In just a few days.

Almost all women go through the horrific process from pregnancy to aging.

Their children are also growing at a monster-like speed.

Babies who have just landed can grow into their teens in a few days, and initially have combat power.

These children are more monsters than ordinary swamp refugees.

They are thin, with unusually long limbs.

They seem to prefer crawling to walking on their feet.

They were speechless, expressionless, and refused to be close to their mother.

They were only under Humphrey's orders.

Humphran fed them lots of fire oranges, and the kids were significantly better at digesting magic.

Many of them have acquired powerful spell-like abilities.

Only a few people were accidentally headshot.

Time goes by day by day.

Humphrey's appearances are getting shorter and shorter.

He locked himself in that big house and was out all day.

Roger knew that there was not much time left before Humphran attacked the village of Longya.

"It's time to do it."

Roger found Cindy and chatted with her about what he had seen and heard in the past few days.

"We really don't know where the Blood God is holy."

"After all, in Mystra, there are too many evil gods with heads and faces..."

Cindy mused:

"If what you see is true, then Humphran should be the spokesperson for the evil god."

"Um...are you afraid of getting into trouble?"

"If it is a problem in this regard, there is no need to worry too much; the existence of the Forbidden Curse of World Extermination blocks the sight of most evil gods, and it is actually difficult for them to extend their minions. Like Humphran, he is already a evil god. The strongest spokesperson we could find."

Roger nodded quietly.

"I can assure you that after killing Humphran, the **** of blood won't come to trouble you."

Cindy solemnly promises.

Roger thought about it:

"I'm going to kill Humphrey tonight."

"But there are two things that I need the help of Muse."

"First. Give me the blessing of the Emerald Dragon God in advance."

"Second. I need her to come forward in person. Well, you don't have to do it, just fly around."

Cindy looked hesitant, and after a while, she nodded uncertainly:

"Okay."

"I'll get your message across."

It's night time.

Roger walks erratically on the edge of the reeds.

He is blessed with the "Blessing of the Emerald Dragon God".

"The Emerald Dragon God's Blessing: Your Perception, Intelligence and Strength are increased by 1 point each"

Because it is a random addition, this result can only be quite satisfactory to Roger.

Among the six basic attributes.

What he needs most is dexterity and perception, strength and constitution are second, intelligence and charm are the least useful.

Not to mention agility and perception. Strength and physique also determine the basic quality of the body.

And intelligence represents the affinity for the element and the learning potential in the field of magic.

Roger's magic-immune physique is natural and unpredictable.

As for the charm... let's not mention it!

"It's equivalent to an extra 1 point of strength and 1 point of perception, so it's okay."

Following the path of the reeds and sneaking into the village of the Marshland refugees, Roger began to set off towards the predetermined location.

Along the way, he saw several swamp refugees with headshots.

One after another, like a fireworks display.

He felt a little heavy.

"Almost?"

When I thought about it.

A loud dragon roar suddenly came from the sky!

"It's a dragon!"

"Attack!"

"Ah..."

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the village.

There is still a sliver of sensible refugees looking at the sea-blue figure in fear.

"What are you doing?"

Humphrey ran out of the big house and put on the waistband skillfully:

"Go push the ballista!"

"Mage-like group, assemble!"

With the appearance of Humphran, the order in the village was temporarily continued.

The refugees acted in a hurry.

Phew! call! call!

The dragon in the sky **** its wings frantically.

A gust of wind blew up, overturning many low-rise buildings.

"Quick, quick!"

Humphrey commanded loudly.

Suddenly a guard ran over:

"Lord Humphrey!"

"The orchard is on fire!"

Humphrey froze for a moment: "Their goal is the orchard?"

"You bring some people over to put out the fire!"

The guard immediately walked away with a group of people.

A moment later.

Someone came to report:

"Lord Humphrey!"

"The warehouse where the ballistas are hoarding is on fire!"

This time, Humphrey really couldn't sit still!

He was eager to take someone to put out the fire.

But before he could go far, he suddenly stopped!

"There is a problem!"

Humphrey threw off his men with a grim look and strode back.

It wasn't long before he returned to the big house.

In the chaotic square.

No one seemed to notice that a tiptoe figure was coming out of the side door of the big house.

The man was hunched over ~IndoMTL.com~ and was holding something wrapped in sackcloth in his arms.

"Stop!"

Humphrey was furious.

This roar alarmed the man, who grabbed the package and ran away!

Before he could think, Humphrey grabbed a knife and rushed over.

The man ran so fast that he rushed out of the village in a few ups and downs.

But Humphrey wasn't slow either.

Even the distance between the two sides is still narrowing little by little.

The two are in tandem.

In an instant, he rushed out two or three miles and entered a marsh with a more complicated environment.

The sound of the wind is getting tighter.

A sudden jolt occurred in Humphland's mind.

"Fucked!"

The moment.

He saw the thing in the arms of the figure in front fall down.

With a thud, it landed in the swamp.

It's actually a huge sweet potato!

Boom!

Accompanied by this abnormal sound, a furious Humphran suddenly stepped on the air.

The scene in front of me began to spin!

"It's a trap."

The word just popped out of his mind.

He felt a throbbing pain!

He looked down.

Under that deep pit, I don't know how many forearm-long bamboo nails were buried!

"Ah!"

A roar of pain came from the bottom of the pit.

As if the most ferocious beast had fallen into the trap of the most cunning hunter.

Above the pit.

A face shrouded in shadow slowly appeared.

It's getting dark.

(Note 1: There is an error in the previous text, it is written as insight +6, but it is actually +60. It has been revised.)


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