Chapter 490 491. Strange equipnt
Epic lung relief!
Lan En put down his left hand, and the chanical structure in the arm armor clicked.
His right hand held an arrow and looked at it with interest.
The arrow's head 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.
The technology that allows 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 at the sa ti, because in his [spiritual vision], this small particle has no special energy at all.
Hence, 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.
However, green crystals, which are more convenient and high-end products, do not carry any energy, which inevitably makes people curious.
The purulent green smoke was inhaled through Lan En's nostrils, swirled around in his lungs, and then spit out from his mouth.
The potency of this poison is very impressive, basically the sa as the witcher's primary potion.
It is the poison in ordinary people's concept.
Even though Anyu endured the intense pain from 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 face that was originally as handso as a statue, the toxins spread along the blood vessels and gathered near the eye sockets.
These black marks gave Lan Ens face an evil beauty.
Your protection is quite good.
Lan En twirled the arrow on his finger while slowly walking towards Anyu.
Based on his knowledge, looking at the speed at which the bruise and blood on Anyu's waist was spreading, her kidneys were probably damaged.
You are dying, do you have anything to say?
The witcher calmly looked down at the female rcenary, who responded with a fierce and fearless look.
Fuck you, ha, this, this is what I want to say.
Her face turned pale in pain. The pain of kidney damage was much higher than kidney stones, and kidney stones alone were enough to make people want to die.
But under this pain, this woman still has a fierceness.
A ferocity that can never be tad.
A woman who can be a rcenary 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 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, Ill find out myself.
Finally, 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 outstretched body. He pulled out the dragon bone dagger from his waist and placed it on the opponent's neck.
"goodbye."
Stab it!
The witcher waited until the female rcenary'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 ti from not far away.
Lann opened the mud seal. On the papyrus, it was the mission assigned by the One-Eyed Man to [Shining] Anyu, asking her to kill a debtor nad Marcos.
Based on Lan Ens contact with Cassandra and Phob, 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 fired just now, she directly nocked the arrow on the string, and what she shot was a poisonous explosive arrow.
Is it because of the bow?
Lan En looked at the bow still held by the corpse. The bow was green in color and had so non-slip incised patterns.
But after Lan En tried to put an arrow on the string, nothing happened.
Two guesses: First, I guessed wrong. Anyus green crystal was bought, not produced by herself. Second.
Lan En picked up the green long bow and looked at it carefully, murmuring his analysis.
These things recognize people, but they dont recognize now.
The second guess was proven in subsequent tests.
Because the short scimitar that could emit unusual flas was completely stretched out in Lan En's hand.
There are traces of oil on the knife, which proves that even in Anyu's hand, oil was used to set the blade on fire.
But when Lan En replenished the fuel on the blade and lit it again.
There is only a thin layer of fla on this knife, which is far worse than the big torch in Anyu's hand.
Is the extraordinary power of local people so exclusive? Its like genetic authentication.
Lan En scratched his head and put all these things away, preparing to show them to Cassandra when he ca back.
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 what they usually say, the one-eyed man's dominance in Cephalonia is almost the sa as that of a king. If you want to completely defeat him, you should not be impatient.
Lann 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 also going to go and talk to this person.
Let see, who have I provoked as a new arrival from outside the country, who wants to put a reward on my life?
The witcher burned the rcenary's body with fire, along with her rabbit.
According to the custom in the Greek world, he took out two silver coins from his pocket and covered the other's eyes as paynt for Charon's passage across the River Styx.
The scorched earth of Cavusos was ignited with a pile of fire today.
On the hillside near the port, Cassandra was taking out a water bag from her pocket and preparing to take a sip.
The harbor below is the one-eyed mans palace, which even a three-year-old child in Kefalonia knows.
It is filled with his thugs, who gather to influence everyone on the island with violence and moneylending.
She continued to look 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 in the water.
It was smaller than the Athenian warship that Cassandra could see from the roof of her ho, but it looked slender and well-made. The keel was painted black near the keel, and the sides of the hull were painted black. beca 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 explain it again! The Adrestia ans everything to !" a voice wailed.
The sound was so loud that it crossed the entire harbor and reached Kassandra's ears.
Adrestia, Kassandra whispered. Nesis. Is that the na of this ship?
A fitting na.
Looking up and drinking the last drop of water in the water bag, Kassandra threw the shriveled water bag at her feet, pulled out her iconic broken spear from her back with dancing fingers, and looked at the port down the hillside.
The eyes are eager to try.
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