Demon Sage Chapter 134

Amber Ring (1), Dark Book or Tome of Domination (2), Doctor Flesh (4), Inscription Notes (5)

A total of 6 relics were gathered, Donald had already obtained 4, and there were still 3 wrapped around and 6 unpleasant, and Donald had some guesses about the location of the 6.

"Can you keep a low profile, go out like this, and say a few more words, I might be targeted by people in the church!"

In this era, there is no so-called non-mainstream style, such as the dark style. Others may think that a simple skeleton skeleton is a medical product, but wearing a ring or necklace in the shape of a skeleton is likely to be considered a blasphemy to life. , it is easy to attract attention.

Not to mention, this Doctor Flesh is still a dark golden skeleton with special runes around it, just like the bone spirit plate that Donald is putting on his waist now, it is something that is not so easy to take out in front of people.

"It's really troublesome. When Abbott wanted to do this, so did you. Should it be said that if there is a father, there must be a son?"

After the skeleton had finished speaking, he turned around again. Donald was still a little worried that it would suddenly bite him again. Seeing the skeleton suddenly sinking, he only felt that a foreign object had been drilled into the place where the flesh was gouged out before, and then he found the ring. The skeleton on the face disappeared, leaving only a ring with an empty core.

The surrounding runes light up autonomously at this time, and the whole ring starts to rotate actively, with the ring as a circular trajectory, and the upper ring surface is a circular trajectory, which seems to be unrelated to each other, but with the rotation circle As the number increased, Donald noticed that the upper ring was shrinking significantly, while the lower ring was expanding and thickening.

All the runes gradually flow into the lower ring along with this process. Originally, it was meaningless. The small ring that only played a fixed role was turned into a single dark gold ring, and the surrounding runes gradually disappeared. , disappeared with the skeleton.

"It's amazing, you can still do this..."

It took no more than 1 minute to go from a flamboyant skull ring to a ring similar to those from the underground market stalls.

With his left hand, he tried to pull Dr. Flesh-eating, and found that after signing the contract, it seemed to be fixed to himself, and he couldn't move half a cent no matter how much he pulled.

"This item doesn't seem to be able to be used in exchange, the inscription notes... I can't bear it, this is a real good thing, so I have to find the last item? Finger, come here, we have to go already."

In order to get the last half bottle of antidote, Donald must provide Infinita with the news of the inheritance, and what he has now is either unable to give away or reluctant to give up.

It's no wonder that the Grants specifically mentioned in the letter that there is something to be desired.

Fortunately, there are still six days left, and Donald still has time to make a choice, or think of other methods, and try to have both.

Quietly left the big clock tower, and on the way back, Donald flipped through the inscription notes. The title page of this book has the signatures of Abbot Grant and Rustina Grant. It should be a note written by the Grant and his wife together. It's two-thirds of the way through the book, but it's packed full of content, with extra pages in some places.

There is also some brief introduction to the inscription literature above, which is also written, and the handwriting should be left by Abbot Grant as a small reminder to Donald.

Auxiliary skills such as inscriptions and herbal medicine are extremely popular professions.

The core of inscriptions is the depiction of special rune formations. The effects of these rune formations are extremely diverse. Most of the low-level ones are some status bonuses, such as strength inscriptions and swift inscriptions.

After the level of the inscriptions increases, some inscriptions with special effects will appear, such as petrified body inscriptions and wolfhound inscriptions.

To a certain extent, this skill has a wide range of applicability. In layman's terms, it means that after learning it, you can keep it and eat it, and it will never be useless to learn it.

As an inscriber, you have to use your own writing tools, including special pens, paper, ink, etc., especially ink. A considerable part of glyphs have almost strict requirements on ink, and ordinary writing ink is useless. .

For example, the moonlight ink formula Donald obtained before, that is a special ink required for inscriptions, which can improve the success rate of inscriptions to a certain extent.

And these inks are often not specially sold in the market. Even if they are, they are often expensive. Therefore, while becoming an inscriber, it is often required to have a certain degree of research in herbal medicine. As a highly commercial occupation, herbal medicine Not only can learning help refine ink, it can also help inscribers open up a new source of funding.

In the notes, it is mentioned that in addition to being an inscriber, Abbott is also an excellent herbalist, but the professional knowledge of herbalism is too broad to be recorded in a notebook. In the inscription notes, Abbott asked Donald to try to learn this knowledge by himself in the future.

Donald pondered these contents in his mind, and the more he looked, the more fascinated he became. Finger followed him, looking up at his cheek from time to time, and sometimes deliberately wandering around his legs, trying to attract Donald's attention.

woo~

Walking around a corner, Finger suddenly stopped and turned to the dark alley to the side.

"Who's there!"

In his perception, there is someone in the alley, watching him.

"Your Excellency, it's me, Geoffrey Rastole."

Rastolle emerged from the shadows, half of his cheeks were illuminated by the roadside lights, and the other half was still hidden in the darkness. The clothes on his body were naturally changed, and it was completely impossible to see that he was still pressed by someone last night. Hit the ground.

With all the strength of his men, it was not difficult for Rastolle to find someone. He quickly found Donald and came in person, which surprised Donald. He thought this guy was mortal.

"Oh, you didn't die. I thought you were killed by those guys from the Silver Moon Church. After all, those people have zero tolerance for existence related to demons."

Donald didn't expect Rastolle to find himself at such a time. His betrayal last night caused this guy to lose the Dark Book, and Ogoff was done by himself again, which means that Rastolle is likely to Doubting himself, with his cherishing of the Dark Book, there is a certain possibility of attacking even at this time.

Donald decided to find a way to stabilize him first.

"Your Excellency, those people from the Silver Moon Church..."

"I didn't invite it to cooperate with the church, as a demon? Seeing how they are chasing you, I'm afraid it's because of the dark book in your hand. Look at your current appearance, why, being robbed. already?"

Donald was talking for as long as possible, while thinking about what to do next. Rastoler came here at such a time, no matter what he thought, it was impossible to say hello.

"I have a question to ask Your Excellency, how did those Silvermoon Guards know that the Book of Darkness was in my hands? Why didn't they come early or late, but they appeared when Your Excellency asked to read the Book of Darkness again. , Why did Ogoff die in the park a few blocks behind the villa, who killed him, and the Silvermoon Guards were all with me at the time!"

Question after question, does Rastoller really want a response from Donald? He was just constantly emphasizing certain things.

"Jeffrey Rastole, you are not qualified to question me here. I didn't take your Dark Book. If you want to get it back, you have to go to those Silvermoon Guards."

"Do you have any advice?"

Rastoller took another step forward, and Donald saw his hands, and there was no walking stick that a gentleman should carry when he traveled.

The name has also changed. Rastole has thought about it for a long time. He still hasn't figured out some places. His treasure was taken away. He didn't dare to go directly to the Silvermoon Guard. Grant, he didn't believe a certain assumption he made, so he chose to test it himself.

"If I say I have no advice, what are you going to do?"

Donald glanced at the nearby street~www.mtlnovel.com~ and found that there was actually an old-fashioned residential building that was being demolished. I was so fascinated by the inscription notes before that I didn't even notice it. In order to rectify the central city The appearance of the city has been specially renovated here.

Most of the houses next to it have been demolished in half, leaving only empty stone frames. Only the streets in the whole street have been cleaned up.

At this point in time, in addition to those engineering equipment, there may only be a few long-term workers left to supervise the construction site.

The simple tent in the gravel pile on the right proves this, and the corpse lying on the ground proves that there may be no one to disturb the place until other workers arrive tomorrow morning.

"Recently, I got new power from Your Excellency the Dark Walker, and I want your guidance."

Rastolle no longer gave Donald any chance to speak. The humiliation last night made him feel a lot of anger.

"New power? Rastole, who was beaten like that last night...I can't wait to ask for advice tonight, are you here to kill me?"

At this point, Rastolle obviously made up his mind to find fault. It is impossible to be good, and the battle is unavoidable.

"Who will die is still unknown!"

Shadow tentacles gushed out from behind him. Rastolle is now in a broken jar. He lost the Dark Book. Due to the collapse of the Church of Shia, he was left with only one way to escape. He was not reconciled.

Donald completed the casting action, forming a strong shield in front of him, the shadow tentacles slammed into the shield in the next second, and the powerful force knocked him back.

As a demon contractor, Rastolle may not have been able to catch the siege of the last few Silver Moon Guards.

However, for Donald, this is already the enemy of life and death.

Chapter end