quicksilver blood

Chapter 16 The Murder Game

Let's make a crude analogy.The work of scheming people, regardless of the lofty distinction of conspiracy and conspiracy, is essentially no different from sex.

The highest state is naturally that others are comfortable and you are also comfortable. After being calculated once, you want to think about it a second time, begging you to calculate him.Of course, reaching this level is basically not a calculation.

A little less is that others are uncomfortable but you are comfortable.This is an act of forcing the will of others. Even if one's own goal is achieved, it is easy to attract people's hatred.Unless the means are really clever, such people generally don't live long.

Another point is that others are comfortable and you are uncomfortable.Generally speaking, this should be regarded as the failure of the calculation and the counter-calculation, that is, the popular saying that if the strong X fails, you will be fucked, but this kind of calculation itself may also be the basis of your other plans.A very clear example is chasing girls. Sometimes girls never ask you for things, but men will panic instead.At this time, I have to rush to send some things to express my feelings in the simplest way. It is difficult to tell who is more profitable in the end.

However, there is another possibility.That is uncomfortable for both of them.

Most of the time, it's about two people being fooled by a third party.However, it is not ruled out that in the second situation, the party being fucked wakes up, but it is not to turn it into a situation for self-interest, but to break the jar and start the newspaper, and it has achieved remarkable results.

For example, Roland now.

The reason why Yangmou is Yangmou is because even if you know it, you can’t resist it, so you can only choose a relatively good path to go on.The so-called three-on-one, under normal circumstances, that road is the one that the planner most wants you to take.

But regardless of conspiracy, it is the manipulation of information.From this point of view, unless the information channels are absolutely reliable, all plans must have their loopholes.

In Windtalker's plan, the only thing he didn't calculate was Roland's own ability.

After all, Higgs came and wanted Roland to become a howler, so Roland's will level must not exceed five. Based on an exaggerated estimate of the average human quality, it is very likely that Roland has just left the official level and entered the black iron level.Even with a conservative estimate, no matter how strong Roland is and how carefully he disguises himself, it is absolutely impossible for him to be a gold-level powerhouse.

One of the basic conditions for advancing to the golden level is that the willpower should be higher than ten.This ensures that the powerhouses of the golden rank cannot be confused by low-level enchantment spells, and the immunity brought by the will attribute is also enough to be immune to low-level witchcraft and divine arts, ensuring that the strong of the golden rank are difficult to be deceived by others. Sea tactics prevail.

From the perspective of the Windtalker, Roland either found someone to ambush the Ashes or set a lot of traps.There is absolutely no possibility of Roland challenging the group of Ashes with his own abilities.

After all, if Roland couldn't wipe out all the Ashes in a very short period of time, once even one person sent a distress signal, then he would face all the other members of the Southern Wind Ring led by Windtalker.Not to mention Roland at the lower Black Iron Step, even if Marco had advanced to the Gold Rank, it would be impossible to kill more than fifty Ashes in one blow.

The corner of Roland's mouth twitched, showing a slightly crazy smile.

There were some changes to his original plan.

The original plan was to kill a few people through a trap based on the entanglement technique, and then lead them to Father Claude while taunting them.But after meeting the Windspeaker, a crazy plan emerged in Roland's mind:
He was going to kill all the ashes who came out by himself.

You can't kill too many of them, or you'll be taking advantage of the Windtalker's heart.It's best to let them go back immediately after killing half of them, and block the Windtalkers who are preparing to transfer.

It would be best to have disputes. Even if they can't, the balance of power between Marco and Windtalker must be ensured.

After glancing at the people behind him, Roland quickly counted the number and level of the people coming.

The formal class has the most people, 26 people.Then there are 17 people at the Black Iron level, ten people at the Bronze level, and one person at the Silver level, a total of 54 people.

Head-on conflict is sure to die.Roland would be blasted to the brim in one breath.

Roland is good at stealth assassination.But he doesn't have the level of stealth profession now, so he can't eliminate his body shape.Moreover, it is indeed difficult to carry out continuous and effective sneak attacks in front of perception-based professions such as Embers.

However, if the perception is too strong, it is not unusable.

Having made up his mind, Roland couldn't move in order to maintain balance among those silver-level ones, and indeed he couldn't move.

You can kill one or two at the black iron level, and it is best to kill more than half at the formal level.

After thinking about it in his mind, Roland came up with a very interesting plan, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.So he stretched his right hand into his bosom, tore a piece of paper from the inner pocket of the black rattan suit where the people behind him couldn't see, and then hid it in the sleeve of his left hand, writing something blindly while running.

The people following Roland didn't talk much at first, and later they just muttered a few words to each other in a chatting manner.But after Roland took them away for a long time, they became a little nervous.

Judging by the distance, they should all be walking out of the Dark Scar by now.

"Pals, haven't you arrived yet?"

"Pals, where are you taking us?"

"...Pals?"

Roland lowered his head and kept rushing forward.No matter how the people behind him shouted, they would not look back.

Finally, the people who had been rushing forward with Roland began to feel a little panicked.

"Hey! Pars, stop!"

"Stop! I say stop!"

almost.

Roland didn't make a sound, but turned around suddenly, stretched out his right hand, and stopped the running man in shock.

Then a thick vine suddenly drilled out from the darkness out of sight, and it reached Roland like lightning, grabbed his waist and withdrew suddenly.

Before the others reacted to stop Roland, Roland had already flown out of their sight.While he was still flying in the air, another vine stretched out from a farther place, grabbing another tree like a relay.Just like a monkey hanging from a tree with its upper body strength, Roland quickly and completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

Before completely disappearing from everyone's sight, a piece of paper slowly floated down in the air.

The leader of the Embers reached out to catch it, and then waved their hands to stop the others from pursuing.

He took off the hood, revealing the gorgeous blond hair underneath.

That's a very rare hair color in Karar, and there aren't many blond hair in the Bansa Kingdom.Although Su Ze from the north has blond hair, it is a platinum color that is close to silver.There is only one place in the entire Farnes world with pure blond hair that has a hint of firelight.

It was in the south of the south of Caral, a country further south than Fararo than the White Tower—the Titan Empire.

The climate there is warm and humid, making it a paradise that people living in northern countries like Caral and Bansa dream of.When the farmers in Caral heard the druid who taught fertilization knowledge speak with longing in a tone full of anticipation that Titan has only two months of winter a year, where the lights are brightly lit even in the shadow moon, or it is so hot in summer that people eat ice At that time, I felt envious of this but also secretly expressed my confusion and ridicule towards the thinking of the Titans.

Wouldn't it be good to take off your clothes when it's hot?Why do you still eat ice in the summer that is finally coming?Isn't this looking for guilt?Don't they have a stomach ache?Can't go out at night in the shadow moon why not just go to bed earlier?Why are the lights on outside?

The Karal people can't understand the thinking of the Titans, but this does not affect the culture of the Karal people, and people regard the Titans as natural nobles.In order to prove that they are decent people, the nobles of Karal even ate expensive ice food imported from Titan in the summer when they stood outside for an hour without sweating. How much I like to eat this thing.

In the perception of most Titans, everything from the north of Farajo is beyond civilization.The mountain people of Faralara are a group of monkeys in the mountains, Bansa is a gathering place for war madness and a barbaric country full of fighting and bone fragmentation, and Caral is a group of old country hats who know nothing but farming.Even in their cognition, once they cross the border of the White Tower and head north, they even have to write a suicide note in advance.

After this kind of person became a druid profession that only people in the north had and joined an extremist organization in the north, it would be easy to get a good position in it.In Titan, where the rate of cultural penetration is high, there are many people who can read.

So the others didn't fight over what he was holding - they could only assume that the piece of paper was something wizards like to use.Even if they are druids and intellectuals, they can't understand the paper that is as smooth as snow and as white as frost.

Even the Titan was struck by the texture of the paper.The moment he saw and touched this piece of paper, he thought that his organization had provoked an organization that could not compete.

With this kind of craftsmanship, there is no doubt that the base of this organization can only be in the White Tower.It is said that the R&D department of the White Tower mastered the means of mass-producing paper at low cost the year before last, but he knew that the quality of that paper was definitely not as good without looking at him.

"My lord, what is written on it?"

A girl next to her asked in a crisp voice.Oaklif calmed down a bit, cast his eyes on the paper, and read aloud: "Hello, everyone in the South Wind Ring. You don't have to ask who I am, you just need to know that you have messed with someone you can't afford to mess with." People are enough. The Ring of the South Wind will definitely be destroyed, so if you want to survive, you should withdraw as soon as possible. Of course, if you are worried about how to call me——you might as well call me Dad."

"—What a daring lunatic!"

Oaklif's face darkened, and he couldn't help yelling angrily.

After venting a bit, he turned his eyes back to the note and continued to read:

"I know you don't believe me. Then, I will prove my ability a little bit. You can try to sense the surrounding environment, and you will find that your perception ability has completely failed."

After reading this, Oak Cliff's expression suddenly changed.

After trying it a little bit, his perception did completely fail.Originally, in his spiritual vision, he should be able to see the priests and druids around him, and he could also distinguish between east, west, north and south, and the living and undead. Will hit the tree's support.

But at this moment, in Oakleyford's perception, the surrounding area is vast, and the whole world is filled with a strong natural atmosphere, as if submerged in a blinding white light, and nothing can be seen clearly.

Indeed, he could not see anything clearly.

Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, he continued to read: "Now you probably believe what I said a little bit? Then the next meal is—"

"I said: one of you will disappear without a sound in 2 minutes."

"Finally, it's your father's kind reminder from me. If you want to survive, you should exit the South Wind Ring as soon as possible. I won't say it a third time. Also, beside you, there is a second piece of paper .”

(End of this chapter)