"'Breeder', 'Breeder', this is 'Vulture', please reply when you receive it."

"Repeat, this is the 'Vulture'. The church has just received news that the Harpers are swarming to attack members of various sects in Kaishui City. The city lord Kelben has led his troops to blockade the entire port area. Please carry out evacuation operations immediately. Please reply when you receive it!

"

But there was still silence on the other end of the magic communication, which made the middle-level member of Benn Church feel a little uneasy.

This person who calls himself "Vulture" is one of the members of Bane who investigated the "robbery" of the slave ship on the banks of the Sebring River. He is also the "breeder" who was originally responsible for tracking the Sons of Slaughter.

The single line superior priest.

As for why the cult member who took away the slime's steel egg was called the "breeder", it was because that guy usually liked to keep various rare monsters in captivity and even cultivated magic pets, hence the name.

In fact, most of these code names for the intelligence community are declared by themselves. Sometimes, in order to maintain confidentiality, it is normal to change them every once in a while.

Strictly speaking, this 'breeder' cannot be regarded as a good enough Bann disciple.

I have been involved in the Zhentarim in the North for more than ten years, and I have just reached the position of president of the branch in Jishui City. This speed of promotion in other organizations is really embarrassing.

But the good thing is that he has not made any serious mistakes for many years, so he is a relatively trustworthy group of members among the senior leaders of Benn Church.

He may be a little transparent at ordinary times, but this time he suddenly reported and took charge of the matter, but it was related to the murderous son of Baal, one of the three gods of death. Their master Bane personally issued the oracle, and it must be responded to at the highest level.

event.

So even though the 'vulture' felt as uncomfortable as eating rat shit after the 'keeper' reported the incident, he still had to hold his nose and 'cooperate' fully to deal with this emergency.

Originally, he had gathered a group of capable followers, and he was just waiting to determine the best time to take action, even if it was a robbery, to kidnap the son of the murderous god.

He even arrived at Kaishui City one day in advance for this purpose, but he didn't expect that the house was leaking and it rained all night. The harpist and the city lord Kelben led his army to seal the city, which really caught him off guard.

Just when he was considering whether he should also set up a teleportation circle to teleport the believers over to take action in advance, there was a sudden strange sound from the other end of the magic communication:

"Guga? Guga? Guluuluulu"

"???"

The 'Vulture' was so frightened that he quickly ended the magical communication that cost expensive materials, but he was a little confused.

Why does this voice sound a bit like that of a fishman?

Could it be that he was hit by the Harper Mage's transformation spell? But as far as he knew, most mages preferred to turn people into sheep and boars. Who else liked to turn people into fish-men?

After all, according to what the mage 'breeder' said, the greater the size difference in things like transfiguration, the higher the magic power consumed and the complexity.

So to a certain extent, from this level, dragons and demons in the lower planes are often masters of 'transformation'.

Normally, if he encountered such a dangerous situation, he might have run away, but this time the stakes were so high that if he left at the risk of his life, his future in the sect might have come to an end in this life.

'How about going to the 'breeder' to have a look?'

‘Vulture’ is also a ruthless person who does whatever he thinks.

A quarter of an hour later, he arrived at the Zhentarim's stronghold. The 'keeper's usual office was a dried salted fish processing workshop in the port area.

With a strong body, he took advantage of the night to take a look and opened the window of the workshop. Suddenly, a strong smell of salted fish hit him, almost causing him to fall over.

After finally adapting to this 'heavy taste', he first applied a few stress-type protective magic on himself, and then cautiously entered the workshop.

The vision in the workshop was also quite dim, but he did not dare to use the 'Flash Technique' directly. In that case, if he was really ambushed by the Harpers, he would probably die in an ugly way.

Through the dim light of the moonlight, I can barely see that there is a teleportation circle that is about to be completed in the center of the ground. But where are the people?

He had just taken a few steps forward when he suddenly paused.

Bar chi

The vulture slowly lowered his eyes and saw that he had stepped into a pool of sticky blood. In the pool of blood, there lay a corpse that was riddled with holes as if it had been stabbed by something. The surface of the corpse was still sticky like seafood.

of translucent mucus, with a trace of 'fear' remaining on his face, as if he was looking at him aimlessly.

As his sight gradually adapted to this place, he could see many such corpses as far as he could see.

They should all be Zhentarim

It seems that they are all professionals, but how can a professional die in such a miserable way?

There are obviously no traces of other spells released here, so why does it look like he died like that without even the slightest resistance.

By this moment, the vulture had already begun to give up.

No matter how important the task is, it must be carried out. What's more, the 'breeder' only has more information, and the target is not in his hands.

And looking at the scene like this, that guy is probably in danger, right?

"Huh? Uhhhhhhhhh!!"

A sound like something was being stuffed in the mouth suddenly sounded from a corner.

""

The vulture followed the source of the sound and saw that the 'keeper' was being mummified with kelp and had a slime stuffed in his mouth?

It was a very fat silver slime, filling the mouth of the 'keeper'. It was very hard to hold such a slime for a long time. Look at the slime flowing all over the floor.

Just know it.

It's just that the reaction of the 'keeper' was a little big, and he woke up with a slime 'steel egg' in his mouth.

Gang Dan, who was sleepy, opened his delicate mung bean eyes and saw the confused old face of Pastor Vulture.

"Mugh?"

Priest Vulture instinctively felt that something was wrong, so he took a step back, but accidentally hit a shield on the ground, making a huge clang sound.

‘It’s over!!!’

Just as he thought, the huge noise instantly awakened the hateful slime completely and made a warning sound:

"Mugh! Mughyyyyyy~"

And this sound was like a trigger switch, and the whole salted fish workshop suddenly heard a series of responses.

"Guga?"

"Goo gah gah!"

"Grrrrrrrr!"

Murlocs! So many murlocs! They are all densely packed with murlocs!

"I'll do it! You tricked me to death!"

At this moment, Priest Vulture finally knew how those Zhentarim died!

With such a huge disparity in magnitude, even a master swordsman would probably be furious when faced with the overwhelming coral harpoons!

At this moment, there was no time to save people, so he ran away!

But as soon as he turned around, he saw that the window he came from had been blocked by dozens of fishmen pouring out!

what to do!

In the desperate situation, he suddenly aimed at the fish waste discharge area, which led to the sewers underground in Jishui City! It was also the only possible exit for him to escape to heaven.

In the critical moment of life and death, the priest's vigorous posture when escaping actually had the demeanor of a three-part warrior and three-part rogue. Facing the Kuo Tao mermaid group charging forward, the priest raised his staff high and shouted

:

"Illumination!"

"Goooo!!!Goooooo!"

A group of charging "salted fish" instantly overturned the car and rolled into a ball.

And this incomparably brave Priest Benn actually waved the staff with the constant 'Flash Technique' and swung it with great force, like playing golf, knocking out the murlocs who launched the 'Salted Fish Thrust' one by one, approaching.

When he was about to reach the waste outlet, he jumped up suddenly, smashed a murloc away with his backhand, and then dived into the waste outlet full of fish scales and guts like a carp diving into the water.

After sliding down the sewer outlet for an unknown length of time, the priest, covered in filth, finally landed in a somewhat embarrassed state.

Just as soon as he landed, he felt like he was in danger.

He slowly raised his head and looked into the dark depths of the sewer. Suddenly, a pair of green reflective eyes lit up in the darkness.

"Human thing?die!die!!!"

"Rat? How could there be rat people here??"

One could vaguely see a rat man holding two swords turning around slowly, with a humanized taunt in his eyes, and the sword curled up on his tail was raised with its war cry.

The next moment, dense green eyes lit up from the sewer.

“Oh, I bought it!!!

"'Breeder', let me fuck your mother!"

The priest once again looked at another sewer passage leading to the ground and ran away.

Soon, I met many "colleagues" who realized that something was wrong and started to "reverse poison running".

Behind them, there was a sea of ​​rats rushing in like an avalanche!

Just like the black tide that kills people.

"die!
Chapter completed!