Chapter 116 115. Scavenger Headquarters
Annan guessed that the sheds in the park lead to the underground, but he did not expect that the entire underground was hollowed out.
Flat brick walls pave the vast underground hall, and the constant magic lights give the place as bright as day.
Two scavengers pushed open a wooden door with a secondary window, and Annan followed them into an interrogation room-like room with only one desk.
“Would you mind letting us check your belongings?”
After sitting down, a rough voice came from under the crow mask.
The real King in the North might mind this offense, but Annan is not real.
Scavengers are pure and noble, and they are also the last defenders. You can always trust the scavenger until the town is completely corrupted - Michael once said this, I hope he is right.
Annan put the contents of his pocket on the desk: a handkerchief, a letter from his sisters, and a dragon skin scroll that made the two scavengers nervous. What he then took out was mixed with three gold coins and a dozen copper coins. The black crow badge inside made the atmosphere in the interrogation room calm again.
"Annan Reeves, do you know those rat-human guests?"
"I don't know him."
A scavenger wanted to get the letter, but Annan's hand covered it in advance. .
"This is a letter from home."
"We need to check."
Annan looked at them seriously: "I am not your prisoner."< br>
At this time, the door was pushed open, and a cloaked crow mask figure came in carrying a painting board and an empty bottle.
"Centurion."
"No need to check."
The figure called Centurion by the scavenger placed the empty bottle in front of Annan. The residue at the bottom of the bottle glowed an ominous fluorescent green.
Annan's eyes fell on it, and Centurion Scavenger also introduced it at this moment: "It used to contain the 'Holy Blood Potion', which we found in the trash can in the kitchen. Swallow the Holy Blood Potion. People will transform like werewolves.”
"Your guests turned into ratmen because they ate food mixed with holy blood potion."
"This is too obvious a frame-up." Annan said.
"We know, so we just ask you to investigate. After all, as the King of the North and a survivor of the attack, you have the greatest conflict with Chaos, but the premise is..."
Centurion Approaching Annan, the bird's beak stuffed with spices almost touched Annan's face.
“You really are Levi’s.”
Here we go again...
Annan looked directly into the blurred eyes behind the beak mask calmly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
The scavenger's response was to turn over the drawing board.
A portrait with a black castle in the background appears on the panel. Roughly, he looks like Annan who is a few years younger. But the boy in the painting has straight eyebrows and three-dimensional facial features. Compared with Annan's tranquility, the boy in the oil painting shows unsteady activity from his muscles to his bones.
Levis Reeves.
A name popped into Annan's mind.
“Is this you?”
“It’s me.”
“This is not you.”
“I was very naive at that time. Annan looked at the portrait seriously, "Now I only have the flame of revenge in my heart."
Armed with Breeze City's sentencing certification, Annan isn't worried -- even if Scavenger does have evidence.
"Let us be frank. Annan, actually inviting you here this time is not just for investigation." The centurion extended an invitation to Annan, "Do you want to join the scavengers? Don't refuse in a hurry. We can ask Austria The Lord of Almedo declares that you are just like Levis, and declares that you have no connection with the rat people."
"I don't know what you are talking about."
"Then let me put it another way. Your ratmen are just the executors, and the people who planned the attack are in Breeze City... We have the same goal."
Annan always felt that this sentence seemed familiar. "What do I need to do?"
"Nothing is needed, and the new members will participate in the first event in absolute safety."
Annan took back the things on the table, along with the Black Crow Badge.
“Joining the Scavengers is easier than I thought.”
The centurion’s answer was meaningful: “Perhaps we have tested you many times in the corners you can’t see?”
"Can I leave?"
"Of course, but don't you want to get to know the scavenger now?"
"No...I have to go back first."
However, on the way out, Annan still asked some centurion questions: "Why is the scavenger headquarters located underground and kept hidden?"
"Because only by understanding the opponent can we defeat the opponent."
"Ratman?"
"Before answering this question, I want to know, what do you think a scavenger is?"
"The Twelve Kings of the North are the cornerstone of the North, and a scavenger It’s the cornerstone of humanity.” This is what Michael said.
"Any more?"
"The scavenger is targeting the rat people?."
"This was before. Now the scope of the scavengers includes the four plagues, but the rat people are the biggest threat to us."
Rat people, green skins, zerg, demons.
The greenskins are a group of freaks who only know how to kill and are never satisfied. They will kill all living things, including themselves, including Skaven - so occasionally people will find ways to make Greenskins and Skaven fight. And the greenskins don't like the cold in the north, they are more in the south.
The Zergs exist outside the world and are rare in the continent of Allen. Many professionals have seen ratmen and greenskins, and brave professionals have also fought against demons, but there are very few worms - this also makes the worm corpses become the most powerful thing above gold and below mithril in the Allen continent. Cherish alchemical materials.
Devils...they are everywhere north of the snowy mountains.
Of these four natural disasters, only the Rat Man can bring about catastrophe.
"The rat plague is rampant in the south of Allen Continent..."
The centurion still uses the south as a negative example: the threat of the rat people is not in claws, rodents, or pollution, But their terrifying reproduction.
The offspring of rat people and humans have gradually degenerated claws, shorter and shorter tails, hair loss, and retracted snouts. Each generation is more like a human than the previous one.
The profound horror is revealed here: as long as there is a trace of rat blood flowing, they are the people of the rat god and are driven by him.
It is said that many "rat and man" city-states have appeared in the south. They have human appearances but have rat blood flowing through them, and they continue to pollute the human blood, so much so that absurd "pure-blood humans" even appear in some places.
As for the Vampire Kingdom, the Evil God Sect... they are only threats at best.
While standing on the stairs, a beautiful string music floated up from the depths of the shaft-like stairs.
Annan's attention was attracted by the sound of strings that sounded like a violin.
“What musical instrument is this?”
"Neutruder."
Coming out of the dilapidated shack, the night starry sky made Annan relax.
The story of the Scavenger Headquarters and the Centurion really gave Annan a lot of anxiety.
The cool night wind blew the treetops, and Annan saw Francois waiting not far away.
The centurion stayed in the shadow of the hut and did not come out: "The rat people especially like warlocks like you. Don't be tempted by them."
"I am different from other warlocks." Annan said.
(End of this chapter)