Move a Monster To Another World

　　 (Baby’s first birthday today, I went back to my hometown and drank some wine, so it’s late... Sorry, happy holidays everyone!)

　　 "Where is my weapon armor? Where are so many weapon armors here?"

　　 The bartender’s face showed the suffering of life, his voice was trembling, and his legs trembled: "The basement door has a magic trap! Anyone who opens the door will be spotted! The guy in Linston can't hide it!"

　　 "It's not a door, it's a sewer."

"The King of Bandits" Simmons drew his machete and pointed at the exit of the sewer: "Someone pried open the iron fence of the sewer and carried away the weapon and armor prepared by'Master Draco'! Zary, you are finished! Now! Waiting for'Master Draco' to be punished!"

　　 The bartender’s legs were weak, and he sat down on the ground, crying, "What should I do? What can I do? The adults will kill me as a sacrifice!"

　　 "If you don't want to die, go and get those weapons and armors back!"

Simmons sneered: "The massacre has already begun, and I don't have time to talk with you! The Blasphemy has 7 strongholds in the Port of Atonement, and it has stocked 13 weapons and equipment in three years. This little thing will affect nothing! Of course, you His little life is not worth money!"

　　 He turned around to leave.

　　 "The King of Bandits!"

　　 The bartender looked up at Simmons, gritted his teeth: "For the sake of my hard work this morning, save me!"

　　 "Hard work? I haven't had a lot of fun! You have good skills, come to my room after today!"

Simmons turned around, stared at the bartender’s ass, and let out a few wild laughs: "Well, I'll show you a clear road: Linston is still resting on it? Go find him! This kind of dungeon drilling Tracking, his kind of little mouse is best at it!"

　　 The thief left with a wild smile, and the bartender got up from the ground.

　　 He quickly returned to the bar, opened a secret compartment, and found a simple slap iron box from it, his face was painful.

　　 He hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, went upstairs, and knocked on the door of a certain room.

"What's up?"

　　 The door opened a slit, and a thin face appeared, with a sneer and contempt: "Simons likes men, I don't like it! If you dare to molest me, I will stab the dagger into your back door!"

The bartender’s back door was tight. It hurts at first, but now it hurts even more. He quickly handed the wooden box over: "Linston, do me a favor! Someone stole the weapons and equipment prepared by the Draco Mage! Find them and kill them! It's yours!"

　　 "Let me help? Can you afford it?"

　　 There was a mocking smile on Linston's face.

　　 can hardly see any movement of him, the tin box has been in his hands, but it cannot be opened.

　　 The box is locked. The lock is a rune lock. Only a specific key can be opened.

　　 If it is forcibly destroyed, the rune trap will be activated and everything inside will be destroyed.

　　 In this regard, even stalkers who are good at unlocking can't do anything.

　　Linston was overjoyed, then he was taken aback, and then angrily, his voice was even colder: "Where is the key?"

　　 A dagger with a flickering green light was placed on the bartender’s neck.

　　 "I don't have the key, but I know where it is! I won't tell you until you finish it!"

　　 The bartender sweats coldly on his head: "Help me! Believe me, the contents of this box are more valuable than all the wealth of your life! It comes from the temple of the Blasphemer!"

　　 The temple of the "blasphemer"?

　　Linston's eyes shined.

　　 "Hehe, just some little mice that don't see the light, I'll hunt them down!"

　　Linston raised his hand, and the wooden box returned to the bartender, but the contents were gone.

　　 "The power of the devil has made me stronger than ever! The killing has already begun, and those ‘Blood Moon Guards’ are not enough to kill, I also want to find my plaything!"

　　…………

　　 "Gavin, there are good things."

　　 In a room in the dungeon, Lancelot checked the dozen or so boxes he had brought back, and suddenly pointed to one of the boxes and said, "There are a lot of strange materials!"

　　 Gao Wen opened his eyes.

The new recruits of the Silver Hand didn’t understand this. At that time, besides bringing the boxes with weapons and armors over, they also packed up the bottles and cans on the table, together with the large crucible containing the "devil's blood". Get it here.

　　 Weapon and armor are very common, they are all standard equipment, and there are not many refined grades.

　　 Those bottles are interesting.

　　 contains all kinds of weird things, such as the internal organs of certain creatures, the grinding fluid of a certain strange plant, or some unknown powder.

　　 "It should be an additive to the blood of the devil, which can enhance the effect of the blood of the devil!"

Lancelot carefully identified it, and said in a deep voice, "This is the usual method of'blasphemy'! Gaowen, you know, since that incident 13 years ago, I have been tracking down the'blasphemy', and I have treated them a little bit. learn!"

　　 Gao Wen was silent.

　　 13 years ago, a group of demons raided the palace, which was the work of a certain "blasphemous" great warlock.

　　 Lancelot and Marcus’s evil invasion is related to "blasphemy".

　　 Until today, Gao Wen didn't know why the "blasphemy" would raid the palace, and he didn't even deal with the Grand Duke Thousand Island or other princes and princesses. The goal was himself!

　　 Lancelot and Marcus have searched for 13 years, but still haven't found out the reason.

　　 "The Blasphemy" is a demon sect that believes in the "blasphemer" Pirnos~www.wuxiamtl.com~ But how can Gawain provoke the "blasphemy"?

　　 The only thing that might have something to do with "blasphemy" is Gawain’s mother, but Lancelot said he didn’t understand--

　　 When he knew Gao Wen’s mother, Gao Wen’s mother was already an archmage!

　　 "Obviously, we can't recognize what these bottles and cans are, so what are they left for?"

　　 Gao Wen raised his hand, "The Light of Azeroth" enveloped all the bottles and cans: "Sacrifice!"

　　 The light disappeared, and a card fell into Gawain's hand.

　　 "'Profane'? Kind of meaning."

　　 "Profane (2-star rare card

　　 "Effect: Inflict 1 star damage to all creatures except you. If any creature dies, cast the spell again."

　　 This is a sorcerer professional spell card with a very special effect.

　　 The critical moment can have a magical effect.

　　 "Master, someone is here!"

　　The female German suddenly walked to Gawain and whispered: "It's Linston! A Junkrat found him and died!"

　　Linston?

　　 The assassin who drank the "devil's blood"?

　　 Gao Wen frowned slightly.

　　 He didn't know how strong Linston was, because he had never seen him in person.

　　 But he can assassinate 3 Blood Moon Captains and 7 Blood Moon Guards overnight, at least Tier 4.

　　 even 5th order!

　　 He may not have been so strong before, but the effect of "Devil's Blood" is too strong, which strengthened his strength.

　　 A Tier 4 or even Tier 5 assassin is difficult to deal with!

　　 A card quietly appeared in his hand, and a sneer appeared on Gawain's face: "Everyone, be vigilant...Linston? Since it's here, don't leave!"