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Chapter 87 Old Acquaintances

The black-robed mage instinctively turned to the side, simultaneously tapping his staff on the ground, and a pale blue shield moved behind him.

when!!!

A crimson javelin, adorned with dazzling runes, slammed into the shield, instantly cracking it before piercing through it!

The black-robed mage's pupils contracted, and he dared not hesitate.

He chanted a spell rapidly while reaching into his robes to activate a supernatural item. The rune javelin was instantly drawn by an invisible force, its trajectory deflected by two inches.

Do—

The javelin was embedded in the trunk of a blue crystal tree, its tail still vibrating and bouncing away the falling leaves.

The monk took a breath before turning his head back to continue chanting the incantation, wanting to see who was launching the sneak attack from the shadows.

What you see is a cold, sharp blade!

"rise!!!"

The mage roared, veins bulging on his bare neck, and accelerated the completion of his incantation. A red light floated in front of him, attempting to block the longsword.

But Roland spent so many gold coins for this very moment!

"6

-disperse."

The runes on the sword spine lit up, emitting a silvery-white light that instantly shattered the red light, and even destroyed another protective spell on the mage's body.

Without these, a mage who gets close to the enemy is almost completely at their mercy!

The sword tip pierced the throat, and the vertebrae were also pierced, exiting from the back of the neck.

Before the monk could even utter a sound, his entire body crashed to the ground!

The revitalized blue crystal tree lost its magical support, its branches withered instantly, and it turned back into an ordinary tree, with only the cracked bark telling the story of its past abnormality.

The three soldiers stood frozen in place.

Roland wouldn't let this opportunity slip by.

With a powerful stomp of his right foot, the rocks cracked, and he transformed into a black shadow, rushing to the soldiers in the blink of an eye!

laugh-

The blade gleamed with silver light, tracing a graceful arc as it swept across the throat of another soldier, following the direction of the splattered blood.

Ring-blade strike.

The last soldier closest to the dwarf finally realized what was happening and tried to escape, but it was too late.

call out! ! !

The Blazing Pulse Javelin unleashed its full power, crimson runes swirling around its tip, shattering the heavy armor and piercing into his body, causing him to fall forward to the ground.

"One click"

The soldier let out a hoarse wail as he struggled to crawl forward, trying to reach the greatsword not far away.

boom.

Roland stepped on the soldier's head, then gripped the javelin tightly and pulled it out sharply.

Blood dripped from the tip of the spear along the three blood grooves, shimmering with a dark red luster against the dark blue tree trunk.

Only then did he finally have time to turn around and look at the two people under the tree trunk.

The dwarf remained lying on the ground, his chest rising and falling weakly. The gnome knelt beside him, desperately pressing on the wound on his chest that had been slashed by magic, but blood continued to seep out.

"Take it."

A vial of life-saving potion was handed over. Roland looked down at the dwarf and said calmly, "You saved me once before, now we're even."

Seth suddenly looked up.

The blood-stained face was filled with disbelief as it stared at Roland for a long time before finally confirming that it had seen those eyes before.

"Nolan!? You—how did you get here?"

"It's a long story," Roland said, pointing to the dwarf and pushing the potion forward. "He's dying, aren't you going to give it to him?"

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Seth then realized what was happening, hurriedly pulled out the cork, and poured the life potion into the dwarf's mouth.

The effect was excellent. The dwarf's breathing quickly stabilized, and his consciousness gradually returned. He sat up, leaning on his double-edged axe.

"You two know each other?"

He overheard the conversation.

Seth wiped the blood from his face and explained, panting, "This is Nolan, the adventurer I told you about before, the one who encountered the necromancer in Broken Rock Town."

After saying that, he pointed to the dwarf: "This is my brother Harvey—as you can see, he is a dwarf."

Perhaps due to the prolonged battle, Seth's consciousness is somewhat confused, and he has completely forgotten that he once explained his background to Roland.

However, Roland didn't care. Instead, he looked back in the direction he came from, his tone wary.

"Go first, someone's chasing me—Imperial soldiers."

The other two realized this and quickly got up. Harvey looked into the depths of the forest: "I know a place that should be relatively safe for now."

"Let's go," Roland said succinctly.

He had already done a quick search of the bodies of the four Imperial soldiers, and the haul was decent, but he didn't have time to examine them closely.

The three ventured deeper into the dense forest, where the number of glowing blue crystal trees gradually decreased, replaced by intense darkness.

About half an hour later, Harvey, who was leading the way, stopped in front of a huge rock covered with blue moss, almost blending into a nearby blue crystal tree.

"Go in."

He parted the drooping vines, revealing a dark hole that extended diagonally downwards, carrying the distinctive fishy smell of minerals.

Seth went in first to lead the way for Roland, while Harvey cautiously looked around and only threw a stone ahead after confirming it was safe before entering the cave as well.

The cave was deeper than I had imagined.

Roland slid down the slope, and after several seconds his footing suddenly gave way, and he fell onto the soft ground, which was soil mixed with gravel.

Seth fumbled in his pocket and pulled out several bags containing glowing insects. He shook out two, and their soft light illuminated the entire cave.

The wide stone wall bears traces of human carving. Close to the bottom of the slope, there are several straw mats and some pottery jars containing leftover food.

Roland looked around and, after confirming that there were no other signs of danger, finally relaxed.

When |

The double-edged axe was thrown to the ground. Harvey grabbed the food and ate it, not even having time to wipe the blood off his body: "I'm really lucky to have survived this."

"What a pity for Henk," Seth sat down as well, slightly out of breath. "He helped us so many times, but in the end, he still died here."

Roland didn't speak, but simply sheathed his longsword and checked his injuries.

The burning sensation on my back had subsided; the Bloodthorn Guardian's explosion had only left scorch marks on the leather armor, which remained tough and usable.

There were many abrasions on his arms, thighs, and neck, which were left when he rolled on the ground. There were no signs of poisoning or infection.

In addition, the continuous use of combat techniques in a short period of time made his muscles a little sore.

Overall, it's not bad.

However, Roland really didn't expect this trial to be so brutal, throwing him directly onto the battlefield. Although it wasn't the center of the fighting, it was still quite terrifying.

That's how war is.

Endless battles, never knowing whether the next enemy or ally will arrive, or even if you will survive.

Therefore, rest time is now extremely precious.

Roland sat down leaning against the earthen wall and remained silent for a while before finally asking a question.

Do you even know what the Blue Crystal Heart is?