Behind Lumian, the gloomy Vijaypan was still asking the clergy of the Church of Knowledge, Heraberg:
"In a legal duel, can I do anything to the other side without being punished?"
"Yes." Hrabeg affirmed Vijaypan's guess.
Vijaypan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he felt that this was heaven.
He swallowed his saliva excitedly.
Grunt...... He heard a similar sound of swallowing saliva next to him.
He turned his head sideways, looked over, and found that the voice came from Julie, a woman with long brown hair.
The "collector" was equally excited, and the human flesh cook Liz licked his lips.
He was already hungry.
Lumian didn't go to enjoy the performance of these felons, but walked out of the library-style church and looked around him.
The architectural style of this area is very old, like the style of the early Fifth Age, represented by columns and arches, heavy and dignified, and the atmosphere is simple.
Behind the church is an infinite cemetery, with a large number of tombstones towering among the trees, and many graves raised above the ground.
This reminded Lumian of a sentence mentioned in the "0-01" sealed data:
"Place it in the underground mausoleum, place a large number of soldier puppets, and build a cemetery with more than one million corpses on it......"
The underground mausoleum sealed "0-01" is below here? As soon as Lumian retracted his gaze, he felt that the originally sunny sky suddenly became dark, with dark clouds in high places, and the dull roar of thunder rolling and echoing.
"This will change...... No wonder that the data says that Morola often encounters extreme weather......" Lumian looked into the distance with emotion and saw the continuous mountains in the dim environment like giant beasts lying on the edges, blocking everyone who wanted to sneak out of here.
Of course, this is just a metaphor, because the inhabitants of Morola will not have the idea of leaving the city at any time.
Lumian was also a little reluctant.
The underground is calling him.
"We have to find a place to settle down quickly, or we will have to get caught in the rain." Guy's voice rang in Lumian's ears.
He also walked out of the church that was not known by what it was, and as a native of Azshala, his words were quite written.
"Yes." Lumian smiled and walked into the large square in front of the church.
While following forward, Guy looked at the scene behind him and said in surprise:
"There is such a big cemetery here?"
"The number of corpses exceeds one million, or even tens of millions of cemeteries." Lumian replied casually.
Ge Yi nodded thoughtfully:
"According to historical books, in the early days of the Fifth Age, there was a large-scale grave relocation operation in the Lemberg area to deal with the problems left over from the 'Pale Plague'.
"Maybe." As Lumian walked through the square, he quietly stirred up the black mark representing the "abscess and broken hand", but he didn't actually use it.
He sensed the approximate position of the other two parts of the body of the "abscess and broken hand".
This induction, Lumian was shocked, because there were more than two parts, and the "City of Exile" had subtle feedback in different directions.
"The two parts of the body of the broken hand brother were tragically dismembered?" Lumian grunted silently.
He chose the direction where the feedback was the strongest.
He heard the sound of metal colliding and saw two men fighting fiercely with sharp straight swords under the watchful eye of many people.
Duels with casualties occur every day...... Lumian reviewed the content of the "0-01" sealed data, and was not in a hurry to move forward, stopping and watching.
The same is true of Guy, as if assessing the level of strength of the inhabitants of Morola.
The fight lasted for two or three minutes, ending with a man wearing a thick black jacket being split in the chest and abdomen with a sword, and his blood-stained intestines flowed out, convulsing to death.
At some point, a group of people in black robes came next to them, both men and women, with indifferent expressions.
They silently dragged away the stripped corpses and silently cleaned up the blood stains on the streets, like machines operating according to a fixed process.
The onlookers dispersed one after another, and one of them, a small man wearing a brown-green peaked hat with a kind smile, passed by Lumian and Guy and gave them a few looks.
"Are you new?" The little man asked enthusiastically.
"How did you see that?" Guy asked curiously.
The little man laughed and said:
"Your temperament has not changed, and you haven't really integrated into Morola!"
When he said the last half of the sentence, his voice suddenly became sharp, as if his body had been seized by something unknown.
Lumian stared at the little man silently, observing the changes in his state.
The little man immediately waved his hand:
"Haha, my name is Worms, let's go back and drink together."
While watching Worms walk to another street, Guy suddenly spoke to Lumian:
"Didn't you notice that you were missing something?"
"I found it." Lumian nodded indifferently and said, "His hands are fast."
He realized that the "traveler's bag" was about to leave his body the moment Worms withdrew his hand.
This should be an extraordinary person, a real "thief", and the sudden state change just now is likely to be performed by him to attract attention.
"Why didn't you expose him when you found out, for fear of retaliation?" Guy didn't understand Lumian's reaction.
"I want to see what he can do?" Lumian smiled unchanged, his hands in his pockets, and slowly followed the thief along the route Worms had left.
Guy looked at his back, thought for more than ten seconds, and decided to find a place to stay first.
…………
As soon as he got out of Lumian and Guy's sight, Worms suddenly quickened his pace, passing through multiple alleys in a row, circling around.
After confirming that he had escaped from the possible tracker, he stopped deep in an uninhabited alley and took out a dark black coin bag from the inside of his clothing.
It was Lumian's "traveler's bag".
"Haha, the new idiots are really not vigilant enough, let me see what's in it......" Worms, wearing a peaked hat, put his hand into the "traveler's bag".
His expression changed slightly, and a strong surprise emerged.
He could "see" the preciousness of this coin bag and felt that it contained a lot of spiritual things, but he didn't expect it to be a very rare space item, as if it contained a large room.
"What a surprise...... Worms grabbed one of the items in the Traveler's Bag and pulled it out.
What caught his eye was a mutilated, half-blue, swollen corpse, decomposed to the point of yellowing and reddish pus.
Syllable!
Worms suddenly withdrew his hand, letting the half of the corpse fall to the ground.
"This ......" His expression became extremely frightened.
How could someone carry half a corpse with them?
Or a highly decomposed corpse!
Even in Morola, where there are so many murderers that it is impossible to count, this is the most perverted kind!
No wonder he was exiled here!
Worms calmed down, reached into the "traveler's bag" again, and took out a piece of white and delicate leather.
When he saw the leather, he couldn't take his eyes off it at all, as if he was staring at the skin of his dream lover.
He immediately discovered that there were some black words on the leather that he did not recognize.
"Like those words that can leverage extraordinary power, this leather must be very precious, I have to copy it down and find someone to interpret it, but I can't be doubted." Worms was very happy to rub this white and delicate leather, and was completely reluctant to let go.
Suddenly, he felt a little itchy in his throat.
"Ahem, cough, cough!"
He coughed, and the more he coughed, the more intense it became.
That is, for ten or twenty seconds, he coughed so much that his heart seemed to be torn apart.
Burst!
Worms coughed up a puddle of blood.
"This is not right! How could I be so sick all of a sudden?" Worms vaguely understood something, and suddenly threw the white and delicate leather to the ground.
But his cough continued, still intense.
He coughed while thinking about how to save himself:
The man who put such dangerous leather in his pocket will definitely prepare an elixir that can cure the corresponding disease......
Yes, there must be!
Worms once again reached into the "traveler's bag".
The first thing he touched was an off-white lightning-shaped brooch.
A silver-white thick lightning bolt suddenly fell from the dark clouds stacked high in the sky and struck his body.
Rumble!
In the thunder echoing in mid-air, Worms fell down scorched and convulsive.
He was already seriously ill and was struck by lightning to the point of dying.
"Why, how could it be sudden, struck by lightning...... I, I ......" Worms' eyes darkened, and he closed his eyes in a state of confusion, fear and regret.
He quickly stopped breathing.
After just ten seconds, Lumian turned into this alley, walked in front of him, looked down at his corpse, shook his head and smiled:
"It's very dangerous to rummage through other people's things."
After a pause, Lumian smiled regretfully and sighed:
"I also want to follow you to contact the extraordinary people of Morola, you are too unsatisfactory, right?
"I haven't touched the more dangerous ones yet."
As he spoke, Lumian picked up the "Traveler's Bag", directly contacted the mouth of the bag, and filled it inward to put back the "Fury of the Sea" brooch, the "Witch of Despair" human skin and the half corpse of the "Abscess and Severed Hand".
"I can only let you be a good Samaritan once." Lumian grunted as he took out 537 Sasenkin from Worms' body.
This is about 2863 Felkin.
Putting away the gifts of the well-wishers, Lumian waited for the precipitation of Worms' extraordinary characteristics.
About two minutes later, a group of law enforcers in black robes with indifferent expressions entered the alley, and the leader looked at Lumian expressionlessly and said:
"You killed this?"
"No, he was struck to death by lightning, maybe he did too many bad things." Lumian laughed and explained seriously, "He was a thief who stole my things, so that's why I chased him here."
The enforcers stared at Lumian as if to confirm that he had lied.
After a while, the leader nodded and said:
"You can go."
Lumian didn't move half a step, and said with a smile:
"What he has should belong to me, right?"
(End of this chapter)