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701 Trap(1/2)

About every city, there will be remote and deep places.

Generally speaking, such places are more dangerous because they are usually places where unemployed wanderers and some underground people trade privately.

In front of me, the big house hidden in the woods, even if I didn't walk in, Roland could smell a faint smell of blood floating over there.

There is also a smell of rancidness hidden in it.

Roland looked at Jie Gang and said lightly: "How many brothers are you stationed here?"

"Seventeen." Jiegang was still in horror: "Master Master, what do you want us to do?"

Roland said lightly: "Johnson is dead. Now I will take over here. Let them recognize the new owner. There is no problem."

"No problem, no problem." Jie Gang breathed a sigh of relief.

He led Roland forward, and when he reached the gate, the smell of blood and the smell of scent was already pungent.

However, Roland did not have any strange expressions. He fought too many times and saw many dead people. He had rolled in the plasma, and there was nothing to say about it.

Just as they arrived at the door, the door suddenly opened and the two of them dragged out a woman who couldn't move.

The woman's face was gray and she looked very thin. She had no clothes on her body, her abdomen was opened, and her inside was empty, and her organs were completely gone.

When the two saw Jie Gang and Roland, they were both stunned. The gloomy man dragging the woman's arm on the left asked, "Jie Gang, why are you here? Are you not guarding the forest deer?"

Then he looked at Roland and showed a sudden enlightenment expression: "Oh, this is a wizard and a customer."

"No." Jie Gang smiled bitterly: "He is our new boss."

"What about Johnson?" the man asked in confusion: "He doesn't seem to be someone who can hand over power easily."

"No matter how powerful Johnson is, can he compare with a mage master?" Jay just glanced at Roland and found that he was not angry, and continued to scold: "Don't think so much, put down the body first, call everyone over, and recognize our new master."

The two looked at each other and placed the body on the ground.

Suddenly they changed their masters. Although they were a little unhappy, they really didn't dare to disobey a mage.

Especially this mage looks very strong.

After all, they could guess that Johnson was probably dead at the hands of this mage, and Jay Gang's fearful look could already explain many problems.

Besides, there was a green spider standing on his shoulder, with a fist as big as a translucent, and it was so poisonous at first glance.

Maybe you will die on the spot if you bite your mouth casually.

There are many strange things in the magician.

The two of them immediately went in and shouted loudly to let the others in the room come out.

Roland walked in and saw that the furniture in this big room had been almost dismantled, with rows of long chopping boards placed.

Each chopping board is black, smooth and disgusting, and some chopping boards still contain human corpses.

Two of them are children, and they are probably less than eight years old, depending on their body shape.

And in the corner, there are many wooden barrels with ice cubes, and there are many fresh organs inside.

Several people also dissected the abdomen of a beggar-like person.

Roland endured the disgust and walked over with a expressionless face.

I saw these people familiarly taking out the organs from the male beggar's belly.

"It's good craftsmanship." Roland praised in a light tone.

He found that the beggar was dead, but it was estimated that it had not been more than ten minutes.

It can be seen that the blood is still hot.

The few people surrounding the beggar looked at Roland's dress and smiled and didn't say anything.

The movements on the hands did not stop either.

Their eyes were deep, and they looked like the kind of person with a gloomy mind.

On the other side of the wooden barrel, there was a man who looked like a mage apprentice, looking at the internal organs in the barrel to see if they had changed color.

Occasionally, a very bad "weak treatment" will be used.

This kind of treatment technique is difficult to heal the wound, but it is good to delay the activity time of the organs.

Soon, the two people who had just thrown the body called over to other parts of the room and resting.

Jie Gang clapped his hands and said, "Everyone stop and come to know our new master! Listen to the new master's teachings."

Then he kicked and kicked these people to Roland and stood together.

After doing all this, he smiled flatteringly, his body half-bent.

Roland counted and there were seventeen people here, and then asked, "Have you all come?"

"Yes, lord, everyone is here."

"It's good for seventeen people to support such a big business." Roland nodded and said with satisfaction: "Is the account book there?"

"Here to me." The mage apprentice took a step forward, took out a sheepskin book from her clothes and placed it in front of Roland: "Dear Magician, this is our recent account entry and bill."

Roland did not answer, but bounced his fingers, and the two small mage hands held the account book and opened it in front of Roland.

This account book is too dirty, with red and black blood everywhere.

Roland flipped it carefully, then closed it, and smiled and said, "Most of the supply comes from beggars, but our buyer information is not much, what's going on."

"Most of the time, they come to buy it with their faces covered."

Oh...Roland got it.

"Good job, it seems I'll get you a reward." Roland waved.

Faction detection!

Everyone's heads were bright red.

The magic apprentice's head is even black, even more exaggerated than Johnson.

The ordinary gang members were unclear, but the body of the magic apprentice trembled.

"Quick..." He turned around and shouted, "Escape!"

Although he is not good at magic, he has learned magic knowledge well.

Know something like camp detection.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of magic is only used by just people who want to kill people but are afraid of killing the wrong person.

He understood... Roland was here to die.

However, it was still late.

Everything around the gushing ice field is frozen at an extremely fast speed.

With a bang, these people became white ice sculptures, and their faces still had a surprised expression with wide eyes.

The magic apprentice maintains the movement of the body starting.

Roland walked over and kicked the ice sculpture gently. The latter fell to the ground and fell into more than a dozen pieces of ice.

Especially the completely frozen head, rolled to the side.

Roland looked around, breathed, turned around and walked out.

After leaving the gate, he turned around and a large blue fireball condensed in his hand.

He intends to burn the place.

However, just as his magical fireball was about to be fired, a wave of rain arrows suddenly shot from the side.

Cover his whole body directly.

At the same time, after the rain arrow, it shot with four different single-body magic, including a small blue fireball.

The rain arrows were all bombed by magic shields, and then magic attacked them. Whether it was ice hockey, lightning gun, or dark gun, they disappeared when they touched the magic shield, but after the small blue fireball hit the magic shield, a violent explosion occurred.

With a loud bang, the five-meter range around Roland was engulfed by blue flames.

After a few seconds, the flames disappeared and his figure appeared.

"I actually ate the fireball technique I invented."

Roland stood in the magic shield and looked around, his magic had been interrupted.

At some point, more than a dozen gray-robed men wearing wolf-shaped masks had appeared in the woods.

"So, this is the trap that lures me into a trap." Roland looked around: "You are really willing to use a stronghold to exchange for a chance to surround me."

The men in the gray robe didn't speak, and some of them threw out several scrolls.

These scrolls transform into transparent iron chains in the air and are rooted in the earth.

The surrounding space was instantly solidified.

"Air anchor."

Roland's expression was a bit solemn.
To be continued...
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