Chapter 219: False Demon Hunter

It was Ding Laji, the demon warlock of the Dragon Stone Mercenary Group.
Ren was very impressed with him. This congenital deformity dwarf looks very ugly. He has dealt with demons all the time, but he has a very pure belief in the goddess of magic. There is peace in his soul, and great wisdom in his small body.
It's just that this guy usually wanders into waves. Since the dragon stone mercenary group is stationed outside the castle, he often doesn't see anyone, and only appears once every few days, and he is always in a drunk state.
Renn learned from his words and the arguments behind the mercenaries.
Ding Laji's biggest hobbies are drinking and prostitution.
All the money he earned in the mercenary group was spent in taverns and brothels. He spent days and nights seeking pleasure, crazier than a healthy man, and often lost contact with prostitutes.
It's rare to see it here today.
"How are you sure that you are a necromancer?" Renn asked.
The Bone Altar is used for sacrifice rituals to the Necromancer, but it is not necessarily built by the Necromancer.
As one of the four evil gods of the abyss, the death most feared by ordinary people, there are many followers of the Lord of the Dead, far more than undead creatures.
It is possible for all His followers to build a bone altar.
For example, some primitive troll tribes, or humans and alien races with the power of advocating death, as well as death knights, mummy lords, psychic acolytes and so on.
Half a month ago, Ren Gang novice killed a death knight, maybe it was related to this matter.
"My lord, hiccup..."
Ding Laji had a hiccup as soon as he opened his mouth, and his scent of alcohol couldn't hide the smell of the body from the altar, and he was a little embarrassed.
Amelis glared at her think tank in dissatisfaction.
Ding Laji didn’t care. He raised his hand and grabbed two hairs on his bird’s nest-like hair. Then he continued,
My lord, the bone altar is actually divided into several types. They look very similar in form. It’s hard to tell, but the effect is quite different."
He climbed onto the altar on the skeleton and pointed to the skulls in the middle of the altar.
"The number of skulls and their placement shapes have strict requirements to distinguish the effect of the altar."
"There are seven skulls..."
Ding Laji lowered his head to confirm again, "The symbol placed in the shape of a sickle indicates that the purpose of this altar is to obtain the death power of the Necromancer. For a period of time, the necromantic spells will be cast in the area around the altar. Can get an increase."
"This is the favorite battle environment of necromancers."
"Every time you kill a living being and harvest your soul, the soul power of the necromancer will increase a little. The more enemies you kill and the more the undead are converted, they will become more difficult to defeat."
"The appearance of this kind of bone altar usually means the coming of the undead natural disasters."
Speaking of the back, Ding Laji looked serious.
Renn looked quite admiringly, as expected, he was not a person to look at.
The demon warlock's knowledge is more profound than he thought, but now is not the time to praise, he asked in a deep voice: "How big is the scope of the bone altar? How long can it last?"
"It has to do with the number of sacrifices."
Ding Laji's gaze swept around the altar, "The more people who sacrificed, the larger the scope and the longer the time. There are at least two hundred bones here, which should last for a month. As for the scope..." In seconds, he looked over and replied: "My lord, your small half of the territory should be within the range."
Ren's expression was ugly.
The location of this manor is by the sea, in the northern part of Glamorgan, a small part of the territory, just covering the most densely populated areas.
He immediately took out the thunder hammer, ready to smash the altar.
"My lord." Ding Laji shook his head and said: "After the sacrifice is over, even if the bone altar is destroyed, the augmentation effect on the necromancer will still exist. The Necromancer has already brought this area into his vision."
"I suggest not to move the altar, in case of an accident..."
Ren's heart shuddered. He had suffered this loss before.
The marks of the deceitful Roxi's disputes are still on him. They have been slowly rubbed with the fire of faith in the past few months. Most of them have dissipated, and they will be completely wiped out soon.
"Just put the altar here?" Ren was very upset, so many bones piled up into a hill, and he couldn't let it go.
Ding Laji nodded and said, "When the sacrificial effect is over, the altar will weather and disappear, adults don't worry."
Rehn thought a few times and could only do so.
Several people exited the hall of the manor. Fabian, the wind wizard, was waiting outside and came over and said: "My lord, I have found the owner of this manor. He is a silk merchant who bought the manor five years ago, but there was news a while ago. Rumor has it that he is going to sell the manor and has met several buyers, one of whom is Seric..."
When Ren heard the name, his eyes flashed.
The necromancer who built the bone altar is indeed related to the death knight Serik.
He remembered what he had heard at Xia Lanwei's trade fair. Serik said at the time that he was planning to buy a manor for retirement, and he was referring to this.
However, Serik was hammered into ashes by himself, and the manor lost its cover, so the bone altar was exposed.
Rehn couldn't help being a little lucky.
He unintentionally broke the other party's plan, otherwise, it is not known how long this altar will be discovered, and it is impossible to know that a necromancer has sneaked into the territory.
The most urgent thing is to find the trace of this necromancer.
According to Ding Laji, the necromancer will not leave the effective range of the bone altar in order to obtain the blessing of the Necromancer.
Half a Glamorgan, with a population of 340,000, it is difficult to find someone.
Even if you have the eyes of the soul, you have to try your luck.
Moreover, time is tight. No matter what plot the Necromancer has, he will definitely act within the validity period of the Bone Altar.
"Only one month."
Wren whispered to himself, thinking about what to do.
"My lord." Ding Laji said suddenly: "I have some abilities in finding monsters. The Necromancer is not a monster, but it's the same. I am willing to work for adults."
Renn looked at the dwarf, which was not his style.
This demon warlock has a lazy personality, loves to do things, and has been deliberately avoiding himself. Obviously, he is afraid of assigning him something to do. Today, he volunteered to do something, which is really abnormal.
"Are you out of money?" Rennes asked with a smile.
"Uh..." Ding Laji's face was stagnant. He didn't expect his mind to be seen through by Renn, so he no longer concealed it, and generously admitted: "My lord, the consumption of Modo is too high. , Hehe..."
"I just gave you three hundred gold shields the other day." Amelis said dissatisfiedly.
Ding Laji lowered his head embarrassedly: "You don't know the leader, the girl in Modu is too hot, and three hundred gold shields are only enough for two days..."
Emily's brows were erect, and she was about to get angry.
"Okay." Renn was not in the mood to watch the fun, waved his hand and said, "If you can find out the whereabouts of the necromancer, I will reward you with a thousand golden shields."
"Only a thousand gold shields..." Ding Laji's face was disappointed.
Ren looked at the Demon Warlock, decided to give the salted fish a little motivation, and said lightly: "I don't care what you use, do it yourself, or ask for help, as long as you can kill the necromancer, the bounty will increase to three thousand gold shields. ."
"it is good!"
Ding Laji's eyes lit up, "Lord Lord's reward I accept."
He is very confident, because judging from the arrangement of the bone altar, the strength of this necromancer is definitely not legendary, and there is a high probability that he is a high-level wizard, so it will not be a problem to take it down.
Renn didn't talk to him any more, letting people hold the manor, and rode on his horse to leave.
Back at the castle, he entered the mechanical alchemy room for a while before coming out, and after a few words with Sicarius, he opened a portal with his badge and walked in.
In the next second, Ren appeared at the residence of Wezeland Tower, standing in the middle of the living room.
He walked into the bedroom, stood in front of the full-length mirror and took off his clothes, aroused the body of steel and living gold metal, the body first hardened, then softened, flowing like a liquid.
Ren controlled his figure to be a few centimeters taller, and his figure was also thinner.
His face squirmed quickly, and after a few seconds it turned into a completely different face, with deep eyes, a high and straight nose, and the line of hair moved back a little bit. The body was slender and strong, and the whole person exuded the charm of a mature man.
Then Ren took out a set of leather-locked armor and put it on.
He had prepared dozens of sets of clothes and equipment in the ring a few days ago to prepare for emergencies. This armor is one of them, and it is enchanted equipment that can stimulate a layer of elemental armor.
After putting on his armor, Ren took out two more swords.
A steel sword, a silver sword.
This is the weapon of the legendary Demon Hunter killed in Highbridge Harbor before. Both swords are high-quality weapons and they are of great value. Renn stayed here now and finally came in handy.
He held the two swords and sensed the rune enchantment on the sword.
The style of the long sword was changed in the hand and adjusted to remove the distinctive shapes. It looked like a standard witcher cross sword, but it did not destroy the runes on the sword to ensure that it would not be recognized.
With the double swords behind him, Renn looked at himself in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction.
With this appearance, anyone would just be a demon hunter.
He moved his hands and feet a few times to adapt to this form, and finally took out a soul gun and holster and tied it to the outside of his thigh.
This soul gun was left by the gunman who assassinated him on the day he first arrived in Modu.
Renn also fine-tuned the appearance of the soul gun.
If you have a gun, you have to have bullets. He has already prepared a batch of phlogiston bullets, mainly blasting bullets and armor-piercing bullets. Although he is not a real gunner, he does not have the corresponding elements. The fight is enough.
Demon hunters with soul guns are more popular recently.
Of course, Renn did not forget to get himself a skin bag and tie it around his waist, which was filled with various potions and bombs.
He has no devil soul fragments, and can't make alchemy bombs, so he can only replace it with grenades.
Rennes recently prepared a large amount of gunpowder in the mechanical alchemy room to make bullets. There are a lot of materials, so he got a batch of grenades.
After testing, the power of the grenade is not weak, and it is very reliable to use.
Double swords, elemental armor, slender figure, and grenades posing as alchemy bombs. This is a vest designed by Rennes for himself, a cat-style demon hunter!
He has the Eye of Soul, which is more effective than the "Eye of Gotholun" of the Demon Hunter; the Voice of All Things, used to replace the Demon Hunter's amazing sense of smell, will not be any worse; the seventh-level swiftness is better than the legendary The Demon Hunter will be a bit faster...
These abilities add up, even the real cat-style witcher can't match.
The only flaw is that it won't seal.
However, Renn was not afraid of showing his feet, even if he only relied on his double swords and speed, without using magic techniques, he could be an outstanding demon hunter himself.
"I failed to be a demon hunter at the beginning, now I can try it."
Rehn put on a few poses in the mirror, and he felt proud: "Hey, if Roger sees me like this, I wonder if he can recognize it?"
Ready, he took out the badge.
The Wezeland badge can be teleported to any location within fifty miles of the floating city. Ren stood at the window and looked down on his territory, pinpointed a remote and unmanned location, and then activated the portal.
After coming out of the portal, looking for the direction and walking not far, we arrived at the destination.
A huge arena appeared before his eyes.
The Mallet Arena.
It was the second time Renn came here, and he was no stranger to it, but this time he didn't plan to enter the arena, but wandered outside.
As it was getting dark, the streets outside the arena became more lively and entered the nightlife.
Ren walked aimlessly, the eyes of the soul were always open, his eyes swept over the pedestrians passing by, observing their souls one by one.
Although Ding Laji has been offered a reward, he feels a bit unreliable, so he still has to find it himself.
I have to say that the beliefs of transcendents are quite complicated.
In just over an hour ~EbookFREE.me~ Renn saw a large number of Cthulhu devotees, but they were all the local Cthulhu gods of Ellenus, rather than the Four Abyssal Gods.
This evil is far less threatening to mankind than the abyss evil god, and more of a difference in philosophy.
Even Renn saw two Roche's followers.
If it was in normal times, he would definitely follow it quietly, cut them all over and charge himself, but now he didn't want to pay attention to it, so he avoided it in advance.
He secretly wrote down the appearance of these two men, and decided to wait until the marks of strife dissipated before starting his hands.
After walking a few laps outside the arena, I didn't see the followers of the Necromancer.
When passing a corner intersection, Ren heard a familiar voice, turned his head to look, and the voice came from a tavern, so he wandered in.
As soon as he entered the tavern and boarded the open platform on the third floor, he saw Ding Laji sitting by the wine and talking.