Chapter 490 491. Strange Equipment
Epic level!
Lan En put down his left hand, and the mechanical structure in the arm armor clicked.
In his right hand, he held an arrow and looked at it with interest.
The arrowhead was not only made of steel but also had a green crystal attached to it. Therefore, the weight exceeding the designed balance made the arrow's trajectory so obvious.
And the technology of allowing such a small crystal to instantly atomize into a large thick fog that cannot be blown away by the wind after being impacted, has undoubtedly surpassed the level of this era.
There is no doubt that this is a supernatural force.
But Lan En is also very strange, because in his [Spiritual Vision], this small particle has no special energy at all.
Thus, he found it even more interesting.
Poison! Who would find this strange to a combatant?
But even the most basic batch of sword oil for demon hunters seems to contain chaotic magic power.
But green crystals, a more convenient and high-end product, do not carry any energy, which inevitably makes people curious.
The purulent green smoke was inhaled from Lan En's nostrils, circulated in his lungs, and then spit out from his mouth.
The effect of this poison is very impressive, basically the same as the primary magic potion of a witcher.
That is what ordinary people think of as highly toxic.
Even though Anyu endured the intense pain of the severe impact on her kidneys, she still couldn't help but express shock and disbelief as she watched Lan En walk out of her poisonous mist calmly.
The originally handsome face looked like a statue, but the toxins spread along the blood vessels and gathered near the eye sockets.
These black marks gave Lan En's face an evil beauty.
"Your protective power is a bit good."
Lan En walked slowly towards Anyu while spinning the arrow on his finger.
Judging from his knowledge, looking at the speed at which the bruise and blood on Anyu's waist spread, her kidneys were probably damaged.
"You are dying, do you have anything to say?"
The witcher looked down at the female mercenary calmly, and the other party responded with a fierce and fearless look.
"Fuck you, hehe, this, this is what I want to say."
Her face turned white in pain, and the pain of kidney damage was even higher than kidney stones. Many, and kidney stones alone are enough to make you want to die.
But despite this pain, this woman still had a fierceness about her.
A ferocity that will never be "tamed".
A woman who can be a mercenary in this era is more like a wilderness hunter than her pet rabbit.
“Understood.”
Lan En nodded calmly.
"Although I still want to know from you who wants to kill me and what's going on with this strange ability of yours, I don't want to torture you. You probably won't speak even if you are tortured. So be it, I will find out myself."
In the end, Anyu, who was in so much pain that he could hardly speak, nodded to the demon hunter with great effort.
Lan En squatted down and straightened the opponent's exhausted body. He pulled out the dragon bone dagger from his waist and placed it on the opponent's neck.
"Goodbye."
"Stab!"
The witcher waited until the female mercenary's body stopped moving at all before starting to rummage through her body.
He found a small bag containing the poisonous green crystal. A rolled piece of papyrus sealed with clay. He also picked up the scimitar thrown by Anyu to buy time from not far away.
Lan En opened the mud seal and found on the papyrus that the one-eyed man had assigned [Shining] Anyu a task, asking her to kill a debtor named Marcos.
Based on Lan En’s contact with Cassandra and Furbo, it is estimated that this Marcos is the one they talked about. As for the remaining green crystals, Lan En didn't understand where Anyu got these things.
The arrows in her quiver were obviously ordinary goods, but when she was shooting just now, she directly nocked the arrow on the string, and what she shot was a poisonous explosive arrow.
Is it because of that bow?
Lan En looked at the bow still held by the corpse. The bow was green in color and had some non-slip incised patterns.
But after Lan En tried to put an arrow on the string, nothing changed.
"Two guesses: First, I guessed wrong. Anyu's green crystal was bought, not produced by herself. Second."
Lan En picked up the green longbow and looked at it carefully, murmuring his analysis.
“These things recognize people, but they don’t recognize me now.”
The second guess was proven in subsequent tests.
Because the short scimitar that could emit unusual flames was completely stretched out in Lan En's hand.
There are traces of oil on the knife, which proves that oil was used to set the blade on fire even in Anyu's hands.
But when Lan En replenished the fuel on the blade and lit it again.
There is only a thin layer of flame on this knife, which is far worse than the big torch in Anyu's hand.
"Is the extraordinary power of the locals so exclusive? It's like genetic certification."
Lan En scratched his head, but put all these things away, ready to give them to Kassan when he came back Della take a look.
She should be a knowledgeable person.
Speaking of the woman who impressed Lan En deeply, Lan En couldn't help but touch his chin.
“She should still be dealing with the One-Eyed Man?”
According to their usual statement, the One-Eyed Man’s dominance in Kefalonia is almost the same as that of the king, and they want to completely destroy him. But don't be impatient when it comes to defeat.
Lan En flicked the papyrus with his hand, with an interesting smile on his face.
It just so happened that the only clue Anyu left behind was the mission he received from the one-eyed man. In any case, Lan En was ready to go and 'talk' to this man.
"Let me see, who have I provoked as a new arrival from outside the country to put a reward on my life?"
The witcher burned the body of the female mercenary with fire, and her rabbit Together.
According to the custom in the Greek world, he took out two silver coins from his pocket and covered the other person's eyes as payment for Charon when crossing the River Styx.
The scorched earth of Cavusos ignited another pile of flames today.
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On the hillside near the port, Kassandra was taking a water bag out of her pocket and preparing to take a sip.
The harbor below is the one-eyed man’s palace, which even a three-year-old child in Kefalonia knows.
It is filled with his thugs, who have gathered to influence everyone on the island with violence and lending.
She continued to look out and saw a ship docked on the shoreline, in the upper reaches of the bay, with its stern on the beach and its bow bobbing up and down in the water.
It is smaller than the Athenian warship that Cassandra can see from the roof of her home, but it looks more slender and well-made. The keel is painted black near the keel, and the hull The surrounding area is painted red. The stern rises into a curved scorpion's tail, the bow has a gleaming bronze ram, and eyes are also painted on the sides of the statue.
"Let's discuss it again! Let me explain it again! The Adrestia means everything to me!" a voice wailed.
The sound was so loud that it crossed the entire port and reached Cassandra's ears.
"Adrestia." Kassandra whispered. Nemesis. Is that the name of this ship?
"A fitting name."
Looking up and drinking the last drop of water in the water bag, Cassandra threw the shriveled water bag at her feet, and her dancing fingers jumped from her back. She pulled out her iconic broken spear and looked at the port down the hillside.
His eyes were eager to try.
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(End of this chapter)