mijobooks Chapter 411 The Ghoul, Another Suspicion
Chapter 411 The Ghoul, Another Suspicion
Although the two of them were at the pinnacle of gold strength, they were useless in the face of densely packed, layer upon layer ghouls. After paying a heavy price, they were devoured by the ghouls.
On the dead bodies of Aragorn and Laidley, Li Ang found a shining silver crystal nucleus and a dagger made of mithril.
Mithril is a rare magic material, which contains rich elemental vein resources, the most precious of which is silver Mithril, which is the key material for making various magic weapons and armors.
At the beginning, when Li Ang first arrived in the city-state of Bruce Wayne, he found a few pieces of Mithril from the business district of Bruce Wayne. As long as he bought them with money, he could exchange some Mithril formulas or craft blueprints.
However, this kind of silver ingot is too cheap, and few people need it even in the alliance, and the purchasing power of silver coins is extremely poor. Except for some large cities, few people are willing to buy it with silver coins.
Because silver coins are hard currency, there are no silver coins. It is difficult for adventurers to survive in the alliance, especially in this wilderness.
But if you have enough mithril mines and know how to make mithril recipes or craft blueprints, you can trade with silver coins to get more mithril.
Mithril minerals are extremely scarce. On the continental plates of the world, most indigenous countries do not have Mithril mines.
Only some large silver mines or gold mines will store a large amount of Mithril, but the quality of these silver mines is different, some are pure, some are dirty, and the reserves are different;
If you want to mine silver mines, manpower and machinery alone are not enough. You must also know how to collect and smelt technology. Otherwise, even if you dig out the entire silver mine, you may not be able to collect 10,000 tons of Mithril.
Therefore, in the minds of adventurers, silver coins are more valuable wealth than gold—even a one-gram silver coin is easier to earn than ordinary gold bricks.
Li Ang holds a large amount of technology for making silver coins, and there is also a river dedicated to collecting mithril, but this lucrative profession is not suitable for public sale for the time being.
Li Ang walked to the edge of the square, observed the surrounding environment, and found a pair of dark green and red eyes in the grass in the distance.
Ghouls are already active...
During this period, Li Ang cleaned the nearby ghoul lairs every day to prevent them from sucking blood, but the effect was not obvious.
The ghouls are multiplying so fast that even with Li Ang cleaning them up himself, there are still ghouls breaking out of their shells and wandering the woods and bushes looking for food.
It seems that the only way to lure the ghouls to the northeast corner of Azeroth as soon as possible is to build a Mithril mine there.
Li Ang made up his mind and was about to return to the camp when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a team of fifty or sixty people walking towards them.
Headed by two familiar faces——
The one on the left has long hair, wears a dark blue short robe, a chain of bone beads hangs around his neck, and carries a delicate long sword inlaid with mithril decorations on his back.
Li Ang recognized this young paladin, who was one of the members of the mercenary group he hired when he first came to Bruce Wayne, named Ollivander.
Ollivander followed the paladin team and headed south, passing through the town of Bellnades, where he was attacked by ghouls.
Although the young paladin was brave and kind, he was defeated by the ghouls.
However, his luck seemed to be good. When he was seriously injured and dying, he ran into a priest.
The priest revived Ollivander, healed his injuries, and cast a blessing-like light healing spell to restore Ollivander to health.
"Thank you." Ollivander thanked him solemnly: "Your Excellency, the pastor, is very powerful!"
Li Ang smiled and nodded, "You're welcome."
Ollivander's companion was a short, stocky young man in leather armor, with a spear hanging from his waist, solemn and taciturn.
Both of them are warriors of the brass rank, and they are good at close combat and defensive magic, but they have no resistance in front of ghouls.
Li Ang watched the two men and found that their chests and arms were covered with scratches, their clothes were torn in large pieces, their skin was scorched, and the muscles at the wounds were festering. It was obvious that they had been bitten deeply.
The saliva and toxins of ghouls are so corrosive that not even the flesh of a warrior can last long.
Li Ang knew that the wounds on the two of them were caused by the poisonous mist spewed by the ghouls. The thick and thick black-purple miasma wrapped the poison, corroded the wounds, eroded the skin, and even damaged the blood vessels, tendons and bones. Infiltrated with toxins, it becomes tough and fragile.
He stretched out his arms, pressed on the young man's chest, activated the magic power, dispelled the poisonous gas, and released a warm smell of potion at the same time.
The young man's originally dark and skinny face gradually turned white, his lips gradually became red, his chest and abdomen swelled violently, and his breathing became short of breath.
"Ahem... so comfortable, I'm really... ah!"
As soon as the young man finished speaking, his throat suddenly exploded, spurting out a large amount of black blood.
Li Ang let go of his right hand, allowing the young man to fall slowly, his cheeks twitching, his whole body trembling with convulsions, his mouth opened wide like a boiled toad.
After a while, his head was tilted, he lost consciousness, and passed out completely.
Li Ang stared at the young man's pale and shriveled corpse with a frown, wondering in his heart, the poison of the ghoul could make the corpse shrink quickly?
At this time, the short and strong young man next to him stood up, covered his throat, and coughed several times before he could catch his breath.
He raised his head and nodded to Li Ang, "Thank you."
"It's easy to do, you're welcome." Li Ang waved his hand and asked, "How are you doing?"
The young man shook his head, "Fortunately, the throat was stabbed by the venom."
Li Ang nodded, turned around and left without asking any more questions, and walked along the path towards the northwest hillside.
On the hillside, a large number of boulders were piled up, forming a temporary camp.
Four rows of tents were set up in the center of the camp, and four burning stakes were erected on the open space outside the tents to set up a bonfire.
Beside the bonfire, the iron stove is crackling, the flames are constantly jumping, and the heat waves are bursting
.
Around the bonfire, groups of men and women gather to chat.
In the campfire, a few half-orcs sat in twos and threes, looking embarrassed and stained with blood.
"I heard that a half-orc found a strange crystal nucleus in the forest this morning!"
"Really, I remember that tree was two meters high?"
"Isn't it! Look, the crystal nucleus is on the branch, and it looks very beautiful."
Several half-orcs chattered and chattered, suddenly noticed Li Ang, closed their mouths in unison, and stared vigilantly.
Li Ang looked at them, smiled, turned and walked away.
"Hey! That kid from the human race!"
A fat half-orc rushed over, stopped Li Ang, and said viciously, "What did you throw into our campfire just now?"