89 The Anger of the Night Watchers (1/2)
Chapter 89: The Anger of the Night Watchers
Translator: Kris_LiuEditor: Vermillion
After leaving the line of words, Lucien checked the body carefully and found two magic items, which luckily remained intact from the fierce battle.
One was a dark red bracelet, woven by some sort of fine red plant fiber. Although it looked rather plain, the bracelet possessed a great power of illusory flame that surprised Lucien quite a bit when he was examining it with his spiritual power. He believed that this bracelet was even more powerful than his Ice Revenger, and the bracelet was at least a level two high-ranked magic item.
The other thing Lucien found was an iron black dagger, that felt very cold and sharp.
Lucien put the bracelet and the dagger into the pockets of his robe. Standing up and looking around, he was quite sure that he could still find more magic items from these dead bodies scattered everywhere. In the next second, however, Lucien quickly dispelled this idea, warning himself not to be greedy.
After crossing the river, Lucien found a place for a short rest in the Black Forest to recover his spiritual and physical power. During the break, he registered the inner magic structures of the flail, the bracelet and the iron black dagger in his spirit library for a detailed analysis later.
Then, Lucien buried the flail under a weird-shaped big cedar, and hid the bracelet and the dagger underneath a big rock.
Without a deeper analysis, Lucien could not make sure that the magic items were clean and safe. If there were any trailing or locating marks on them and if Lucien just took them back home carelessly, these things would become his catastrophe.
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Larnaca Canyon.
In a dark corner in the canyon, Angola was grabbed by the neck and lifted up by a long and fair hand. The seemingly delicate hand was doing the job easily, as if it was picking up a little mouse, instead of a level seven great priest.
”You can’t kill me! You don’t have to…!” Angola’s voice squeezed out from his throat, filled with great fear and surprise.
”Well… Unfortunately, I’m afraid I have to.” The voice was was soft and sweet, ”It’s very impressive that you could escape from Amelton, one of the top three experts in tracking in the duchy. However, you still represent a great danger to us. If she finds you, all of us will be in deep trouble.”
”No, that’s just your excuse!” cried Angola, ”We share the same goal… and we shall find the…!”
”That’s enough, Angola. I’m fed up with the awful sulphur smell in the evil blood you all have.” The soft voice cut him off, ”You think we are allies? Don’t be silly. I’ve changed my mind and I don’t want to be a part of it anymore.”
”Are you insane?! You can’t!” Angola’s voice came out from his throat with great difficulty, ”You’ll be punished!”
”None of your business.” The beautiful long hand tightened a bit, and Angola’s body started to get dehydrated very fast. In the next second, the body exploded silently into fine, light yellow powder that spread through the air.
”I can share a piece of news with you, for free, Angola… since you’re dead already,” said the soft voice, ”Hathaway will soon be back from the secret dimension.”
Then, the beautiful pale hand disappeared in the darkness.