The moment he sensed the sudden surge of magical energy in the slave's body, Gawain realized that the situation was not good. He rushed forward suddenly, and at the same time he launched the knight's charge skill, and shouted loudly at the slave who still had no idea. The recorder who reacted warned: "Danger! Get down!"
The recorder's reaction was half a beat too slow. At this time, the slave's whole body had swelled violently, with an ominous red light. From his swollen and torn flesh, countless vicious runes of chaos quickly crawled all over his skin. The poor man who had already lost his mind finally let out a cry of pain, but just before he turned into a bomb and exploded completely Before leaving, Gawain finally arrived.
The iron glove wrapped in white light swung suddenly from the side, pushing the living bomb away from the crowd, and then a vague shadow flashed past Gawain, and Amber emerged from the shadow. appeared and roughly knocked the completely stunned recorder to the ground.
An explosion followed, and the slave who was knocked away exploded like a balloon that had inflated to its limit. All flesh, flesh and bones instantly turned into deadly shotguns, flying out in all directions. Even though they were far away from the crowd, some hard bones still crackled on the wooden table at the registration entrance, leaving pits of varying depths on it - if Amber hadn't just gotten the recorder to the ground in time, this would have been unlucky. The guy was both dead and disfigured.
It was not until this time that other people reacted one after another. The soldiers standing guard in the distance ran towards this side. Hetty also immediately held up the magic barrier and activated the "Detect Distortion" magic to check. Are there any other dangers at the scene? The recorder who escaped was shivering and climbed up from under the table, with a very clear shoe print on his face.
"Seal the scene and prohibit irrelevant personnel from entering and exiting." Gawain glanced at the explosion scorch pit left on the dock and ordered loudly and quickly, "Dock guards, stop those ships and take the slaves away." The traffickers took control - bring back all the slaves who completed the registration!"
Under the clear and clear order, everyone took action quickly, and Hetty ran quickly. Next to Gawain, he looked nervously at the latter's whole body: "Ancestor, are you okay?!"
"It's okay. An explosion of this magnitude can't hurt me." Gawain waved his hand, "There are still many people at the scene. Is there any residual breath?"
Hetty shook her head, and just when she was about to say something, another voice suddenly came from nearby: "What's going on, what's going on - "Is it possible that you are still testing art here?"
Gawain looked around and saw Pitman running towards him: This druid is responsible for checking whether the slaves who come to the territory are healthy. , he and his newly recruited pharmacy apprentices were staying on the other side of the pier. They ran over immediately after hearing the movement here.
Hubo shouted in shock: "I don't know what happened! Someone here suddenly blew himself up! It didn't scare me to death!"
"A poor slave"It is suspected that someone used magic to make a bomb," Hetty explained with a sullen face, and gave a rough description of what had just happened, "...it was very much like a corpse explosion, but that person was exploding. He was clearly alive before and could even move around. "
Pitman's face instantly darkened after hearing Hetty's description, with a complex and deep fear in his eyes. He didn't say anything more, but walked quickly towards the explosion. The most central place.
Although a large living person exploded on the spot, there was not much flesh and blood spilled here - the moment when the evil magic was activated, it seemed to generate an extremely high temperature, and it was from the inside. As the temperature outside increased, all the blasted debris had been carbonized, and there were only a large number of black and hard fragments near the explosion scorch crater.
Pitman squatted down near the carbonized debris, with wrinkles on his face. He had always tightened up and looked horribly serious. This druid, who usually showed his face with a playful and nonchalant attitude, had never behaved like this before. Even Amber was startled by his expression, but he Then, the half-elf lady's attention fell on the unrecognizable wreckage.
She turned away: "It's really... heartbreaking. "
"It seems you know something," Gawain came to Pitman and squatted down like him. "Have you seen this kind of evil magic? ”
Pittman picked up a charred fragment from the ground, which was a twisted and deformed bone. He removed the black carbide on the surface of the bone, and then chanted a few short spells. A glistening green light suddenly appeared, but the green light only flashed away and quickly dissipated.
Gawain was shocked when he saw the magic left in the bones: " Druid spells? ! "
Pitman nodded slightly: "The Death of All Things, also known as the Doomsday Society, have you heard of them? "
Gawain frowned. He had a vague impression of this term, but he couldn't remember it clearly. After trying to recall it, he finally realized: "That fallen Druid faction? The one formerly known as the ‘Holy Spirit School’? "
"You really know," Pittman threw down the bones in his hand, "this is their method. "
Amber looked at Gawain and then at Pitman, with a question mark on her head: "What does the death of all things do? A cult? "
"It is indeed a cult." Heti had already walked over at this time. She heard the conversation between the three people. "They were originally a sect of druids called the Holy Spirit School. They advocated The gods of nature still care about the world, and the covenants should continue to be fulfilled in order to restore the harmony of all things in nature. They were originally the most orthodox of all Druid sects and the one with the most complete preservation of ancient Druid religious knowledge. However, seven hundred years ago, this sect suddenly broke with all orthodox religions, and nearly half of its members rushed into the new sect in madness. Duo Wasteland destroyed itself, and the remaining members renamed themselves the 'Society of the Final Death of All Things', degenerated into a cult, and were publicly expelled from the Druid group by various Druid schools..."
Gawain knows this history better than Hetty: "Strictly speaking, they became a dark sect after making the Holy Covenant. At first, there were many religions and many sects were in a hostile state, but the Holy Covenant made all The sect gave up its hatred and vowed never to be enemies again. Naturally, many sects could not accept this. Those who could not accept it became what was later called the Dark Sect. However, the Death of All Things is very special. It was originally a druid. The faction is one of many Druid schools. No one expected that a dark sect would appear in the Druid faction that had been transformed from a theocratic organization into an ordinary extraordinary organization... This surprised many people at the time. "
“The Holy Spirit School is the closest to the original faith among all the Druid sects. Even after the fall of the White Star, they maintained the church structure and code of conduct from three thousand years ago. Therefore, even without divine magic, they were It is also a completely orthodox religious religion. Even before the Holy Covenant was made, when the leaders of the various sects communicated with the gods on the top of the Peak of the Ancestors, the leaders of the Holy Spirit School were present," Pitman added Gawain's words, "So they It is not too surprising to fall into the path of corruption like other dark sects."
"When I died last time, the Society of the End of All Things was just a small organization," Gawain frowned. Suo, "I thought they would disappear in these seven hundred years of strangulation and suppression..."
"The truth is just the opposite. Not only did they survive, but they also became the most powerful darkness. "One of the sects," Hetty's voice was low and serious, "Druids themselves are a profession that is good at surviving in harsh environments, and the organization of the All-Death Society is extremely mysterious. Their inheritance method is obscure and strict, and there are few ordinary people." Exposed to the eyes of the world, but as long as they move, it will be an extremely terrifying and ruthless attack..."
Gawain's eyes flashed: "For example, throwing them at the newly built New Cecil Territory A bomb?"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at the carbonized fragments on the ground, feeling anger and sadness in his heart at the same time.
Simply inhumane.
Pittman stood up, looked at the soldiers around him who were on full alert as if they were facing a powerful enemy, and shook his head slightly: "No, if it were true that all things would die, it wouldn't be such a small-scale and purposeless action. , their purpose has always been very clear, and the attacks will be linked one after another..."
Amber scratched his hair hard: "Why do you all seem to know this Death Society very well? , I’m the only one who doesn’t know?”
Pitman glanced at the half-elf angrily: “Because you would fall asleep every time I told you about history when you were a child!”
"Nonsense! I can listen to the lecture even when I'm sleeping, so it must be because neither you nor my dad told me this!"
Gowen pressed Amber back with a serious look on his face He looked at Pitman and said: "You can identify the magical reaction of the Death Council, right?"
"Strictly speaking, it is to identify the traces of Druid spells,"Pitman nodded, "Are you worried that there are such bombs hidden in the slaves just sent over?"
Gawain nodded slightly: "You have to worry."
"It is right to be on such alert."
Soon, the slaves who had passed the physical examination and completed registration were brought back to undergo Pitman's magic induction test, and those slaves A river ship that was about to return after unloading the "cargo" was also stopped. The slave traders accompanying the ship were left for review, and the original owner of the "** bomb" was quickly identified.
Gawain dealt with the matter directly in the wooden shed next to the dock. He first found the documents from Hetty regarding the origin of the serfs and slave laborers sent this time.
The person who caused the explosion was a slave mine worker named Sam from Tanzania Town.
“This batch of slaves were purchased from various places, including the Viscounty of Leslie and the Viscounty of Conde and Carroll further north. They were first sent to the town of Tanzanian and Byron. The knight organized a gathering point there. After slaves from all over the country gathered a few ships, their respective slave traders would lead them to board the ship and send them here." Hetty explained the situation, "And the deceased was from Tanzania Town. The local slave worker, whose original owner was a slave trader nicknamed 'Golden-Eyed Peagle', has been controlled."
At this time, Pitman also walked into the wooden shed: "Everyone is already there. After checking, there are no traces of sorcery on anyone else's body. They are safe."
"Are they all safe?" Gawain confirmed uneasily.
"Safe," Pitman answered confidently, "I am quite confident in my magic induction."
Gawain rubbed his eyebrows: "All things will eventually perish. This kind of organization that doesn't act easily... specially sent a bomb to my territory. How did it develop this brain circuit?"
Then he raised his head: "Take that 'golden eye'. Bring them over. Also, check if the dead serf has any relatives, friends or acquaintances, and bring them over too. I want to find out more about the situation."