Wizards Begin with Occlumency

Chapter 142 Crazy
Sandbar in the middle of the river.

Underground, behind the bronze door, there is a circular tomb.

There was a slight red light in the hollow eye sockets.

As time passed, the red light gradually became stronger, and then turned into two flames with a chirping sound.

A creaking sound came from the dry bones.

The pale bones changed little by little, slowly turning into a crystal clear jade color.

The left hand that was resting on the coffin was raised and rested on the right hand that was holding a big sword tightly, making the shape of a sword with both hands.

After maintaining this posture for a while, Dry Bones moved again.

It was like lubricating oil was added to a rusty machine, and the movement changed from slow and sluggish at the beginning to smooth and smooth.

Withered bones pressed down hard with both hands, and stood up leaning on the big sword.

Putting the big sword behind his back casually, the withered bones glanced around the tomb.

His gaze finally settled on the coffin.

The two flames burning and dancing in the eye sockets swayed slightly from side to side, revealing a deep sense of nostalgia, pity and sorrow.

"my daughter."

The skeletal mandible opened and closed a few times, and his voice was hoarse and low, "One thousand six hundred and twenty seven years."

I don't know how the skeleton can make a sound without vocal cord resonance.

The soliloquy of dry bones echoed in the small circular tomb.

"The gods who disregarded the lives of mortals were killed by me.

But what about this?

I still can't save you.

You are still lying here without making a sound.

The gods fell, and the world changed drastically.

The world began to decline.

Humanity is heading for extinction.

But all of this has nothing to do with me.

I just want to accompany you to sleep here.

my daughter.

More than 1000 years have passed.

This world is going to annihilate.

I don't care about the world.

Whether it lives or dies, it has nothing to do with me.

I just can't let you lose your resting place.

my daughter.

wait for me.

I'll go out and fix a little problem.

Will be back soon.

Do not be afraid.

I will definitely come back to you.

Accompany you to continue to sleep forever. "

As the voice fell, the thick stack of reports on the ground flew up automatically.

The report was suspended in front of the dry bones, burning page by page.

Just because Godslayer doesn't know the characters of the wizarding world doesn't mean he can't read the contents.

In particular, all of Link's experiments took place right under his nose.

Comparing the two, Godslayer can naturally fully understand Link's destructive intention of salvation.

and sublimate it.

Now who can understand the world better than the godslayer?
No more.

The bronze gate opened without wind.

The godslayer stepped out of the tomb and walked into the secret passage.

The bronze door slowly closed, and the Godslayer turned back and glanced at the coffin through the gap in the door.

With a bang, the big sword ignited a black flame.

The fire grew from small to large, and gradually turned into a wing shape, wrapping the dry bones.

The pure black flame wings and the pure white jade bones form a stark contrast.

Like darkness and light.

Like destruction and redemption.

The God Killer cast his gaze in the direction of Link Grande, opened and closed his mandible slightly, and spoke softly.

For this outsider who was able to restrain his desires and never set foot in the tomb except for sending a report.

Godslayer looks good.

Because Link didn't disturb his daughter's sleep.

Look back.

The pure black flame wings spread out, and the pure white jade bones streamed.

The godslayer disappeared from the secret path in an instant, and he did not know where he went.

Only the white walls on both sides remain.

The murals quietly disappeared.

……

intermountain basin.

"welcome."

Munro Bricegno was alone, and greeted Link and his party at the entrance.

He was still wearing jungle camouflage and had several streaks of oil paint on his face, but his expression was not as high-spirited as last time.

A trace of fatigue was revealed uncontrollably from between his brows and eyes.

Although Munro has been trying to keep his spirits up and manage his expressions.

Seeing Link, Munro stretched out his right hand from afar.

It was as if the mountain basin was his home field and he was the master here.

Even though he has just entered the basin, he hasn't even set up camp yet.

"Thank you."

Link didn't care about Munro's words.

These are minor details and can be ignored.

Shallowly shaking hands, Link looked over Munro very naturally.

He casually glanced at the apprentices from the same camp in the North District who were still on alert.

Just a quick glance, and based on the comparison of the memories in his mind, Link suddenly discovered that two of the people he met in the jungle last time were not here.

I don't know if they got separated or were eliminated.

If they were eliminated, then the battle that Monroe's team encountered was very intense.

Refraining from miscellaneous thoughts, Link didn't go around in circles, and asked straight to the point: "Looking at your state, the situation doesn't seem to be very good, is there something wrong?"

When Munro heard this, he suddenly showed a wry smile: "I was careless, I was ambushed, and the loss was heavy."

There was no concealment, which was regarded as a positive admission, but it did not tell everything that happened.

What happened to them was not just as simple as being ambushed.

What happened during this period, such as using the enemy, counterattack, decoy, ambush, counter-ambush, counter-counter-ambush, pursuit, counterattack, and pursuit again, how could it be explained clearly by a simple "ambushed"?

Munro just didn't want to bring up the sad stuff.

In the final analysis, they were reduced to such a situation that they were chased to the point of losing their helmets and armor, looking around in panic,
The biggest reason is that it was too smooth to grab the "monster" in the early stage, so that he was arrogant.

Seeing a fat bait, I couldn't help but want to eat it.

Several friends advised him not to go up, not to go up, saying that there might be an ambush.

But he didn't listen.

Willing to go his own way.

As a result, a wave of heads was sent.

It was only with the help of two young friends who urged him to be cautious that they fought to the death and retreated with the large troops.

Not all folded in there.

Afterwards, Munro's team encountered Iris' team, which was ambushed but escaped unscathed at some cost.

The two teams merged into one team, entangled with the pursuers who also merged all the way.

It was not until late last night that I temporarily got rid of the pursuers.

But without Munro going into details, Link can roughly guess what happened.

"There should be pursuers behind you."

After thinking about it, Link tentatively asked, "Is there a high probability that the other party will find us?"

An idea came to Link's mind, thinking that this was an opportunity and planning to take action.

I just haven't had any contact with the other party, so I don't know what the configuration of the other party's reconnaissance witchcraft is.

Then only ask Munro this party slightly.

All are not fools.

Listen to the sound.

Munro immediately understood what Link meant, and said excitedly, "Not much, almost zero probability."

"Well……"

Link pondered for a while, and said, "Let's discuss with our teammates to see if we can make an ambush and take a surprise attack."

"can."

Munro made a fist with his right hand and knocked it hard on the palm of his left hand. With an excited expression, he turned around to find his little friend.

Link led the two teams that filed into the mountain basin. They did not continue to stand in a conspicuous place and moved to the foot of the mountain with a certain degree of concealment.

After settling down for a while, Link said:
"I personally think that if this situation continues, sooner or later there will be conflicts with the opposition camp.

It is better to fight early than to fight late, and it is better to ambush the opponent actively than to be ambushed in encounter battles.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, it is rare to have an advantage, let go and play a good game with the opposing camp, accumulate experience, and try your hand.

So as not to panic in the future. "

This is of course only superficial.

What is the real reason?
It was because of the whisper heard before entering the basin.

On the way into the basin, Link repeatedly confirmed in the thinking hall.

That whisper didn't belong to any language he knew, it was completely unfamiliar.

He can understand the meaning purely because of the extraordinary effect of "language proficiency" in "Whispering".

Link guessed in an instant that it was the godslayer in the tomb who had awakened.

The confidence to do things suddenly increased.

As usual, Buck was the first to stand up and support his boss: "I agree!"

Then came the other four brothers.

Even the three fearful people in society mustered up the courage to express their opinions loudly:

"The boss is right, we firmly support the boss."

Jasmine didn't make a sound, but quietly stood closer to Link, almost shoulder to shoulder.

Lanny is a little envious of the atmosphere of Link's team.

Unite as one and live in harmony.

She also knows the social terror trio.

The three of them, who are usually silent, have only been together for a long time with Link Grande, and they have changed so much that they dare to speak loudly in front of many people.

And not blushing, not shy.

It's just out of line!

From the corner of her eye, she glanced at the team members behind her who were never moving in one direction, feeling a little tired for no reason.

Even his voice sounded weak: "I have no objection."

Lanny Taylor agreed, and the 10 people who followed her, no matter whether they had different ideas in their hearts or not, it was not easy to sing a different tune.

Especially the new blood of the five other apprentice organizations.

More and more reticent.

Just go along with it.

Link saw that the atmosphere was not right, but he couldn't point it out, he just kept an eye on it.

At this time, Munro discussed with his friends and waved to Link from a distance.

Link motioned for everyone to take advantage of this free time to rest for a while, and then walked over.

"How to say?"

Munro asked with concern.

"No problem, you can vote."

Link gave an affirmative answer.

"Do you have any good ideas?"

Munro remembered that Iris mentioned that under Link's planning, a trap directly eliminated Trish Lucia and the six "Pure Blood Will" members, and wanted to hear if Link had any plans.

"Do you have a witch weapon that can hide multiple people?"

Link didn't answer the question.

"Have."

Munro nodded.

"That's easy."

Link had the bottom line in his heart and said,
"My teammates and I hid by the river ahead of time.

In case the pursuers really come after you, you should resist at the entrance for a while, then feign defeat, lure the enemy in, and spread out to both sides when you run to the river, turning around and attacking sideways.

At this time, as a new force, we will make a frontal assault. "

As he said that, Link also performed the secondary mist and rain technique, using mist of different thicknesses to show the layout, position, and route.

Clear and clear, easy to understand at a glance.

"Okay, let's do that."

Munro thought about it carefully, and felt that although Link's plan was simple, but strictly implemented, the effect would not be bad, so he immediately agreed with it.

After a pause, Munro suggested: "You are here to help, and we cannot let you contribute strength and materials. In this way, we will replenish a batch of rune items and witchcraft tools for you."

This is actually a rather euphemistic way of saying it.

How could Link not understand the meaning.

Since the other party saved face, let's take it for granted.

"can."

Link agreed, and he was generous, without any embarrassment.

The new blood in the Southern District are generally poor. They can't afford many runes and items, let alone witchcraft weapons.

Afterwards, Link gave a suggestion: "If you are still rich in supplies, you can consider setting up some traps."

"Ah."

Munro accepted the suggestion but did not discuss it further.

These are all routines.

You know everything, no need to waste time.

"This is a concealed witch weapon, which can last for 24 hours and block the detection of all 1-ring reconnaissance witch weapons."

Munro took out a flashlight-like pillar from the leather bag on his waist, handed it to Link, and explained how to use it in detail by the way.

Then he said: "Iris will come to you later and add some supplies to you."

"Ah."

Link nodded.

After the two of them finished talking about their business, they got busy.

Munro went to communicate tactics with his friends, arrange positions, and set traps.

Link led the two teams straight to the river, looking for a suitable place to hide.

It is basically a conventional layout, nothing special.

Except for all scouting witchcraft.

They not only protect against the outside, but also against the inside.

Harmfulness is not allowed, and defensiveness is indispensable.

Link didn't want to backstab Munro and Iris, nor did he want to be backstabbed by Iris and Munro.

"Wow, you're still guarding against me?"

The crazy girl Iris flew over and landed next to Link with a swish. Seeing Link's arrangement, she yelled loudly.

The tone was just joking, without the slightest hint of blame.

These are human nature.

Everyone is the same, there is nothing to blame.

Didn't Munro also arrange a reconnaissance weapon to monitor Link and his party?
After finishing speaking, Iris didn't wait for Link to reply, turned her head to look at Jasmine, and immediately grinned.

This smile was quite strange, as if he had seen something interesting and was inexplicably excited.

Iris threw herself at Jasmine's side, regardless of whether Jasmine wanted it or not, put her arms around Jasmine's shoulders, and asked carelessly, "Hey, do you like that guy Link? You don't get tired of being together all day long! "

Jasmine's face turned slightly red.

Fortunately, "Sunshine" is quite bright and not very conspicuous.

She broke away from Iris's embrace, and quibbled: "How can it be? Who would like this dead wood? Don't talk nonsense."

"Hey hey hey..."

Once Iris's madness rises, she won't give up easily. She smiled strangely and said, "You're still quibbling. The look in Link's eyes is just crazy! Would you care so much if you don't like it? I don't believe it."

"You're talking nonsense! I don't!"

Jasmine got a little anxious, her eyes widened, and she reprimanded, "Don't mess around here, you're making trouble by spreading rumors."

Seeing Jasmine's clarification, Iris didn't dare to admit it, so she curled her lips: "It's boring."

After saying that, she rushed to Link's side and asked curiously: "Hey, do you know she likes you? Do you like her?"

Jasmine's ears immediately perked up, and she secretly peeked at Link's expression from the corner of her eyes, waiting for Link's answer.

Link didn't answer, but looked indifferently at Iris, who was always making trouble as soon as she came.

"It's even more boring."

Iris and Link looked at each other for a while, knowing that they would not have an answer. They pursed their lips and complained, "Each one is better at pretending than the other. When can I hold a child? Don't wait until you are promoted to an official wizard. You can’t even give birth to a cub every year!”

After saying these words, Iris took out a lot of supplies from the small bag on her waist, placed them on the ground, and flew away with a swish.

Come like crazy, go like crazy.

It easily disturbed a pink and tender heart.

After the anticipation of thumping and jumping, there is a disappointment.

Alas, it's like this again.

always like this.

(End of this chapter)