Chapter 227 226. Picked up SSR
As soon as the woman finished speaking, the gauntlet lit up with a light, and Helena was scanning her body.
After a few seconds, the light disappeared. Helena said: "The believer's mental state is normal, which is not consistent with the characteristics of a believer who has been connected to the gods for a long time."
The female cultist seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. She suppressed her fear and nodded desperately, "Sir, I am just a pharmacist. I am forced to make potions for the cult. I have never killed anyone, and I don't dare to kill anyone."
"Oleg, put her down." Su Hong waved.
Oleg nodded and carefully put the woman down.
The female cultist landed with her bare feet on the ground, relieved, and quickly thanked, "Thank you, sir."
Wei Qiang and Xiao Hong happened to run out of the Black Forest at this time. When he saw the kneeling female cultist, he showed a surprised look and hurriedly whispered next to Su Hong: "Knight, this woman is a master potion Master, I heard people from Dark Blade mention her."
"She seemed to have quietly contacted Dark Blade before, but Dark Blade's rescue operation failed and she could not be rescued."
Su Hong glanced at him, nodded slightly, then bent down and looked at the woman, "What's your name, and which force do you come from?"
"My...my name is Jiang Nuannuan, from the Solar Phenomenon Society."
"Jiang Nuannuan, right? I remember you." Su Hong used the shadow to help her up.
She is a rare talent who can become a master alchemical pharmacist at such a young age. After returning to reality, she must be admitted to the Alchemy Research Institute. Maybe with the training of the Alchemy Research Institute, she can go further. Give him a different surprise.
"Sir...sir..." Jiang Nuannuan hesitated. In fact, she wanted to say that it would be better not to remember her, but she was timid and did not dare to speak.
"Do you have the formula for the Awakening Water on you?"
"Yes..." The woman quickly opened her robe and started looking for it.
"Sir, I have an improved version of the Water of Dreams here. Its effect is gentler and will not damage the user's soul. I named it Water of Sweet Dreams."
After saying that, she carefully handed over a recipe.
Su Hong took the potion formula and took a look, and a message appeared on the game interface.
"Water of Sweet Dreams (Exquisite +): A potion that can cleanse soul pollution. After being improved by the potion master Jiang Nuannuan, the effect is milder and will not damage the souls of the undead and cause the level of disaster to stagnate."
"Side effects: There is a chance that the disaster level will regress."
"This is a good thing." Su Hong accepted the formula and asked, "Where is the original formula of Dream Awakening Water?"
"Sir...here." Although Jiang Nuannuan was very confused about why Su Hong wanted to lag behind in the formula, she did not dare to say anything.
Su Hong looked at her confused eyes, smiled, and then took the formula.
Of course, something as good as the Water of Dreams cannot be used by those old immortals from the undead forces.
These people dare to cooperate with the cult today, and the next time they dare to cooperate with other doomsday believers.
The future of the league is the future of young people, not the future of these old immortals. These guys must withdraw from the stage of history and let young people play.
It's time to wake up from the dream, they have to face reality and pay the price for their choices.
As for sweet dreams, they are meant to comfort the injured, who are not worthy enough.
"You go."
"I'm leaving? Really?" The woman looked excited.
"Let's go. If you don't go, I might have to change my mind."
Su Hong raised his hand, "Helena, send a ghoul to escort her out. We have to go to meet the Holy Spirit."
"Instruction received."
A ghoul suddenly broke away from the team, resisted the frightened woman and ran towards the forest.
After Jiang Nuannuan's figure disappeared completely, Su Hong rode on Xiao Hong's back and continued to the place where the fire fell with Wei Qiang.
…
In the Golden Garden, the sky is dim, with only a weak golden river crossing the sky and falling to the north. At the northern end, the towering tree shadows stand between heaven and earth, like the cracks in the door of heaven and earth. They are majestic and tall, and people can't help but worship them.
Following the golden brilliance to the north, the plains are dead and covered with withered flowers.
"Dong dong dong!!"
War horses galloped on the plains, their hooves trampling the withered flowers to pieces. The people on horseback were wearing white robes. Their destination was the sacred tree at the end of the north that supported the heaven and earth.
In front of the many believers, there was a knight wearing temple armor and white robes, who did not show his true face.
Behind him were two holy envoys of the order wearing gold-embroidered white robes.
"drive!!"
The war horse was galloping, and something unexpected happened. One of the holy envoys screamed and fell from the horse.
"Hello!" The leading knight tightened the reins and forced the horse to stop.
When all the believers saw this scene, they were also shocked and stopped one after another.
The knight jumped down to the plain, stepped on the withered flowers, and looked at the female holy messenger curled up on the ground.
"Ahhhh!!!" The female holy messenger covered her heart and howled in pain. She shouted bitterly and bitterly: "Brother, who is it! Who killed my brother!"
"Damn thing! Ah!"
The knight squatted down and said, "Is the violent bear dead?"
"It's...it was the Templars who killed him!" the woman shouted heartbreakingly, tears dripping onto the withered flowers, instantly corroding them into ashes.
"Knight Templar..." The knight stood up thoughtfully.
He looked at the other holy envoy on horseback and said, "Io, you lead the believers to stop the rebels. Franny and I will go back and take a look."
The holy envoy named Io yawned and hid his face under his hood. He said lazily: "I'm alone, okay? Those rebels are not easy to deal with."
The knight said calmly: "It's only a matter of time before God ascends the throne. We just need to cut off the retreat of these rebels before we take action."
"I'll go back and see who killed the violent bear."
Io looked at him with a half-smile, "Lord Lyons, this knight is from the temple like you, you won't show mercy to him."
Lyons said coldly and arrogantly: "Trash does not deserve to live under my sword, no one else does."
"Io, if you keep talking nonsense, I will cut you with one sword."
"Okay, okay." Io raised his hands, "Can't I just leave?"
"Little ones, follow me."
Io waved his hand and led the believers to move forward.
Franny, the female holy envoy, stood up and grabbed Lyons' hand, pleading: "Lord Lyons, you must help me kill him."
"Kill him!" The woman's voice suddenly turned vicious.
Lyons let go of the woman's hand and glanced at her, "Get on your horse and come back with me. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll chop you off too."
When the woman heard this, she immediately fell silent, got up, and stared at Lyons' back with hateful eyes.
…
In the place where the fire fell, poisonous sulfur gas rose, and Xiao Hong stepped onto the dark volcanic stone ground. The surrounding area was bare, and no trees could be seen.
But under the cover of the poisonous fog, it was difficult for them to find their way, let alone find the Holy Spirit.
At this moment, Su Hong's heart suddenly moved, and he felt someone calling him.
(End of chapter)