Dark Demon Warlock

Yate almost yelled "Laum mistaken me"!

Raum didn't tell him such important information.

Naturally, Raum would not deliberately hide it. The biggest possibility is that it didn't realize the difference between this guy in front of him and a normal human being.

It lived in the spirit world before, and was used to seeing all kinds of strange creatures. From its perspective, it didn't seem strange to classify this guy in front of it as a normal human being.

I can only blame myself for not asking in detail.

"Where's the sacred thing?" The non-human creature didn't look at the four people who were rolling and crying, but asked directly to Art.

At this time, Jim Thomson in the car had already seen the appearance of the person coming.

Murloc?

He is a second lieutenant of the navy, how could he have never seen the murlocs!

Unlike the elves, the ancestors of the murlocs were humans, but they became the family members of a certain race in the spirit world.

This is a relationship that goes further than that of believers. The most obvious feature is the change of blood, which in turn leads to changes in body and living habits.

The changed murlocs have some characteristics of both humans and fishes. They use lungs to breathe on land and gills to breathe in water. Some human characteristics are more obvious, some fish characteristics are more obvious, and this one is more obvious human characteristics.

Murlocs mainly live on islands.

Different clans have different attitudes towards humans.

Some often trade with humans, and some are very hostile to humans.

There is a murloc tribe near the West Sea, who are neutral towards humans, neither close nor hostile, and have regular trading partners.

Jim Thomson had seen it, but hadn't touched it.

The guy in front of him is probably a member of this clan.

Since the ancestors were humans and traded with humans, it is not surprising that they can speak human languages.

When did Art steal someone's holy relic?

No wonder people are chasing after him!

Although I don't know what the so-called "sacred object" is, the importance of being able to use this name is self-evident.

"What holy object?" Arthur was also at a loss.

No, it should be more at a loss.

His social circle is very narrow, and he has no chance to come into contact with such inhuman creatures, let alone pick up any mistakes. Where did the sacred objects come from?

What's more, this guy just said "what about the holy thing" and didn't describe it. Who knows what the holy thing is?

Although Yate was at a loss, he would not be stupid, and immediately said: "Don't worry, if you ask me for a holy object, you must tell me what the holy object looks like? If you have inquired about my information, you should know that I am just a Students, don't understand anything."

Let's not talk about whether he can beat the big guy in front of him, even if he can, so what?

There is a clan or a church behind him, so what is behind him?

He's not an iron boy, he insists on fighting with others.

"The sacred object is a statue, about this tall, mighty in appearance, with many beards..." The big man blinked, and seemed to think that what he said made sense, so he described it with gestures.

I have indeed inquired about his information, so I can accurately find his home.

He also knew that he had nothing to do with the group of people who robbed the sacred object, otherwise, he would not have searched the house secretly before, but had done it directly.

The more Art heard it, the more familiar it became.

"Is it a statue about 10cm high, with a huge nose and wide mouth, and a beard like octopus tentacles, as if wrapped in a layer of armor?" Thinking about it, isn't this the statue on the three sailors who tried to rob him!

At that time, he thought it was a mascot used by sailors to pray for peace, and he buried it in the ground together.

Unexpectedly, it has a great background!

"That's right!" The big man didn't care about his rudeness to the holy object, his small eyes lit up instantly, and he quickly responded.

The thick voice shook the ears of Jim Thomson in the car.

This guy really took the murloc's sacred object?

Didn't he encounter an indiscriminate disaster?

"Are you saving the four of them first?" Yate suddenly changed the topic.

The voices of the 4 people became smaller and smaller, and if they did not seek medical treatment, it would be a disaster.

Since there is no enmity between the two sides, he certainly does not want dead people.

"Don't worry, the sacred object is here with me, and I can't escape."

After getting his assurance, the big man finally hit the ground running.

He didn't even suspect that he took the opportunity to sneak attack.

The big man's treatment method was very rough. He took out a bottle of liquid medicine from his pocket, and then grabbed the arms of the four people and dripped it respectively.

But in a short while, the arms of the four people stopped bleeding!

It's amazing!

"Why do you still use poison!" Just as Yate sighed with enthusiasm, the big man suddenly raised his head and complained.

His two short swords have poison, cold and fire damage.

One of the 4 people was lucky and got the special effect of the ice system, and the wound bleeds very little. The other was unlucky and got the special effect of the toxin. Although the damage effect was only 3 seconds, this person was tortured enough and was dying.

It was very obvious that the blood from the wrist was green.

However, after 3 seconds, it has returned to normal, and the big man is just worried that there is still poison left.

"I have an antidote here." Art threw a bottle of antidote.

No explanation was given.

It is a good thing for him to be misunderstood that the toxin is powerful.

The big man poured it directly into the unconscious man.

very smooth.

If he does it, it is estimated that even an elephant can pour it in.

"You can't use your hands anymore, so you can only ask the high priest to change your hands after you go back."

After hearing this, Art couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly.

They still have this technology?

Even if it's not a human hand, it's better than nothing.

"Now we can talk about the sacred objects." The big man lifted the anchor that had been placed on the ground before, and turned to look at Art.

For a mountain-shaped anchor without a bolt, the weight must be more than 100kg!

But in his hands it was like a toy.

"Of course!" Art twitched his eyes and said, "First of all, I did not steal the sacred object, and I didn't know it was your sacred object before."

"Hmm!" The big man approved of his explanation.

Although simple, but not stupid, at least he didn't directly ask Art to return the holy object to them.

"So, I will return the holy object to you, and you will give me some compensation, isn't it too much?" Art asked.

"Not too much." The big man replied in a muffled voice.

"Don't worry, I didn't mean to take the opportunity to blackmail, I just exchanged the corpse of a supernatural creature!" Yate really didn't have too greedy thoughts.

Regardless of the value of the sacred object, he doesn't have the capital to negotiate, let alone enmity with an inhuman tribe.

It is enough to seek a little benefit for yourself.

"Yes!" The big man blinked again. He didn't expect his request to be so simple, so he agreed without hesitation.

"Although I don't mind giving you the holy object first, the holy object is not on me, and I hide it in a hidden place. Now I'm going to Major Lane, so you can exchange it with me tomorrow." While trying to win the favor of the other party, he pulled out Moore Lane as a deterrent.

"It's fine at night!" The big man didn't know if he understood what he meant, but his favor with him did improve a lot, and he didn't urge him to trade immediately.

"Alright." Yat nodded, turned around and pointed at the car stuck in the ditch, and said, "Can you help me?"

The big man stepped forward and moved the car across the intersection with ease.

Jim Thomson didn't even get out of the car.