Most of what needed to be done had been done, and Morin and the others slowly left the gathering place of the gray pigeons.
The expression on Morin's face was calm, but in his heart, he was quite excited.
This time when I came to the gathering place of gray pigeons, I was able to get a book on alchemy, which was really a pleasant surprise.
Albert and the others looked at Maureen with surprise on their faces.
After all, they all saw what happened just now. Although they didn't know the specific transaction details between Morin and Old Fary, from the conversation between Morin and Old Fary just now, it was not difficult to judge that Morin's transaction was very unusual.
You know, that involves alchemical knowledge that is about to be lost in the Parsis subcontinent.
Soon, Morin and the others walked out of the gathering place of the gray pigeons.
There was still fog outside, and a few crows were perched on the branches of the trees, calling once or twice from time to time.
They flapped their wings, combed their feathers, and occasionally tilted their heads to look at Morin and the others, with a strange green light in their eyes.
"Don't worry, let's go."
Albert shouted, walking ahead, panting.
Morin subconsciously thought of the guardian. He glanced at the crows, said nothing, and followed Albert and the others outside.
On the way back, Morin and the others were no longer as nervous as before and slowly relaxed.
"This time, it seems that we have gained a lot in the gray pigeon gathering area."
Aubrey said this and laughed. He had neatly combed hair and was dressed meticulously. Although he was smiling, he gave people a stereotyped feeling.
Albert and Daphne responded, and the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed.
Morin listened to their conversation and smiled, but suddenly, his brows furrowed slightly.
call out!
Morin turned around instantly, and an arrow with a cold glow shot out instantly.
A muffled groan was heard not far away, and a figure rolled out from the bushes. An arrow pierced his chest, and blood was flowing out. He was dead.
"Maureen..."
"What's wrong, Maureen..."
Albert and the others' faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly pulled the reins to stop the horses.
"Nothing, just some rats, following us."
Morin slowly put down the longbow in his hand and said lightly.
Just when Albert and the others were surprised, suddenly, several people rushed out from behind. The auras on them were strong and weak. They were either wizard apprentices or high-ranking knights.
"We originally wanted to take action while you were resting, but we didn't expect that you would find out."
The leader was a burly man with purple hair. He looked at Morin and the others with a sinister expression on his face and said, "You found out, then you can die now!"
"Samhain!"
Daphne screamed and looked at the middle-aged man with purple hair with disbelief in her eyes.
Thinking of the middle-aged man who looked extremely sincere and enthusiastic in the gathering place of the gray pigeons just now, and then seeing this man with a ferocious look on his face, Daphne had a very unreal feeling.
"Daphne, yes, it's me."
Samwin showed a grim smile on his face and said, "Speaking of which, I really have to thank you, Daphne. If it weren't for you, how would I know that you would bring so many things to trade? This can make me a lot of money."
"Samhain, you..." Daphne's body trembled, and her face full of anger and hatred as she looked at Samhain.
"Okay, Daphne, stop talking, let's deal with these people first."
Maureen said softly. Through the conversation between Daphne and Samhain, it was not difficult to guess what had happened.
"What a disgusting rat."
Morin turned his head and looked at Samhain and the others, his expression calm.
"Oh, you guys aren't running away?" Samwin stuck out his tongue, licked his lips gently, and said, "Very good, you guys aren't running away, which saves us a lot of effort!"
"Let's go!"
Samhain suddenly let out a loud roar.
Albert and the others felt sad. It was not that they did not want to run, but they knew that the time was too short and they could not escape at all.
But facing so many people, they were very nervous and didn't know what to do.
Just then, a faint voice came.
"Just tie up a few of them, and I'll take care of the rest."
Mo Lin said this lightly, and then he moved his body, and the whole person fell to the ground from the horse's back as light as a feather.
"Simmons-Sado!"
Morin let out a low roar, and a deep red fireball appeared on his palm. In a flash, it instantly appeared in front of a person.
The man was shocked and used witchcraft to summon a smooth ice mirror to resist. When he barely blocked it, he breathed a sigh of relief. But at this moment, the silver cross sword suddenly stabbed and instantly cut his throat.
Phew.
Morin's hand trembled, and he gently drew out the cross sword, then rushed forward and fought with the bandits who wanted to rob and kill them.
Fireballs, acid, ice spikes, poison gas, fire waves, the cold light of the cross sword and so on all intertwined together, looking extremely beautiful, but there were constant wailing sounds coming from there, and people were constantly dying.
Morin's physical fitness was already very strong, and after the training on the ship, his combat awareness was amazing. He also optimized the witchcraft model through the chip, and the witchcraft he released was very powerful. Moreover, the optimized witchcraft model consumed less mana. Although the bandits were numerous, they were of little use in front of Morin.
Soon, the ground was covered with corpses.
"Hurry, run, this man is too strong." Someone shouted and wanted to run away.
"Want to run?"
Mo Lin's eyes flickered, and suddenly he laughed and said, "Can you run away?"
"Dark Wind Ring!"
Morin stretched out his hand and waved it violently. A dark hurricane suddenly appeared, whistling and sweeping forward.
Screams continued to be heard. The bandits who were swept by the black wind screamed one after another. Their flesh and bones were torn off, their blood and flesh were corroded, their bones became dull and shattered, and slowly fell to the ground, becoming a pile of bone fragments. It looked horrible.
Soon, the area became empty, and many bandits fell to the ground with strange deaths, looking horrible.
Morin stopped, looked around, and then suddenly waved his hand.
call out!
The cross sword turned into a cold light and flew out of his hand!
"ah!"
Screams were heard.
The body of the last bandit flew heavily into the air, nailed to the tree alive by the cross sword. His head was tilted to one side strangely, with white bones exposed. He was deader than dead.