I'm Really Not Targeting the Mages - Chapter 197
Chapter 197: Recoil gloves (1)
Translator: 549690339
L curry nanas: men are actually DY my sloe! J
[ corresponding title: vicious buttocks-breaker (the buttocks of all humanoid creatures are a weakness to you) ]
[ prompt: 15 seconds to go before the Qilin arm loses control. ]
He looked at the countdown on the data bar.
And the red-robed mage who was constantly struggling with his butt pinched.
Roger’s reaction was extremely fast.
A ferocious smile quickly appeared on his face, and he said in a rough voice, ‘
“Little bald head, you’re quite moist!”
“Hahaha …”
The next second.
The red-robed wizard immediately fainted.
The bald men on the nearby pillars were also shocked by this scene.
He waited until the effect of the out-of-control Qilin arm ended.
Roger finally pulled his hand out of the man’s butt.
He looked at the bloody palm.
He had a thoughtful expression on his face.
The next step.
Luo Jie didn’t close his Kylin arm.
He walked to the next red-robed wizard.
The night was still silent.
From the stone pillar forest, a few Wolf-like screams could be heard.
But it soon came to an abrupt end.
Time passed by.
40 minutes later.
He killed the last sunlight jellyfish.
Satisfied, Roger closed the Qilin arm.
On the data bar.
[you have killed 1 sunlight jellyfish. You have killed a total of 49 sunlight jellyfish.]
[you have gained 3 XP.]
[your rapid resurrection count +1 (49)]
Under the despotic power of the Qilin arm.
Most of the bald heads were very cooperative.
Only one of them would rather die than submit and refused to sell.
Roger, who couldn’t get the sunlight jellyfish, had to send him to hell.
And in the process.
He had also gradually figured out the pattern of the Qilin arm losing control!
From the current situation.
The out-of-control Qilin arm would only do two things.
The first thing.
In a situation where there were people nearby.
The Qilin’s arm would ruthlessly grab the place with the most meat on the body!
And he wouldn’t let go.
He didn’t know what was wrong with her.
With the support of extraordinary power.
The grip of the Qilin arm was very terrifying.
Those who were caught could only pray for themselves.
And after discovering this characteristic …
Roger began to feel lucky that Jean had left early.
Otherwise, his reputation would be ruined.
The second matter.
That was when there was no one nearby.
The Qilin arm would transform into a pile driver.
He hammered the ground with all his might.
The harm in this situation was relatively low.
Except for Roger, who would get a little hurt.
At most, there would be a hole in the ground.
However, the scene of the Qilin’s arm pounding the ground was still quite spectacular.
Roger couldn’t help but think of the woodpecker.
After figuring out the pattern of the Qilin arm’s loss of control.
Roger would have a way to control it better.
On one hand, he had to control the time when the Qilin arm would be activated.
As long as it wasn’t activated for too long or overused.
The possibility of losing control was actually very low.
On the other hand, it would depend on the situation.
The moment he discovered that the Qilin arm had gone out of control, he had been stunned.
Roger could immediately run to a corner with no one.
He would be a quiet and elegant young man who would do pile-driving.
After emptying all the Baldies ‘inventory.
Roger knocked them out and untied them.
Then, he left quietly.
That night.
He headed west.
The camp of the red-robed mages was discovered in the Western part of the ruins.
To be honest.
At the sight of that campsite, Zhang tie had been shocked.
Roger was stunned.
It was a flat and wide river Valley.
On both sides of the river valley were low mountains and steep cliffs.
Two or three clear streams passed through it.
Even at night.
The valley was still brightly lit.
One by one, the numbed-faced slaves entered the northern Forest under the instructions of the red-robed supervisor.
A large amount of wood was transported from the edge of the forest.
Water station.
The logging field. At the mine.
The slave workshop.
At the temporary camp.
A mobile tent that supplied rations.
The wall.
Defensive trench.
Digging an entrance to the underground city.
The hot air balloon lookout station.
A large number of buildings were rising from the ground!
How was this a temporary camp?
It was clearly a small colony town from planet kuinan!
[ prompt: you have discovered the town of blood ]
With ” advanced stealth ‘
Roger dodged the detection of the hot air balloon.
He slowly made his way towards blood drop town.
Meanwhile, outside the town.
He encountered a few more layers of tightly designed defensive barriers.
luckily.
Roger still had the magic sword left behind by his old friend, Yu song.
In a hidden corner.
He swung his sword and broke the barrier.
He successfully made his way in.
In the next few days.
Roger was hiding in blood drop town.
He was trying to find out the details of the red-robed mages ‘organization.
It was about this organization.
Roger had some impression of it.
Red-robed Wizards were known for their evil and cold nature.
The middle management of this organization had captured a large number of people from all over the world.
They were sent to the ” red robe training camp
The instructors in the training camp were all first-class Hua Masters and murderers.
The new recruits who joined the training camp would have all their hair shaved off.
They were also instilled with self-contradictory absurd ideas such as ” no hair or beard can intimidate the opponent “, ” only the strong in the red robe organization deserve to have hair, and the weak can only be bald “, and so on.
It was said that villan had personally come up with the design for these concepts.
From the brainwashing effect.
That was indeed excellent.
After the brainwashing, it was time for actual combat.
The new recruits of each batch of the training camp had to kill each other in order to successfully advance.
In such an emotion card.
Among the 10 newcomers.
Only three of them could graduate from the training camp.
Many red-robed mages had hidden illnesses in the training camp.
It was said that within the organization.
After graduation, taking revenge on the instructor was something that was acquiesced and encouraged.
It was said that villan believed.
This was a part of the law of killing.
What was even more evil was yet to come.
After experiencing the tough life in the training camp.
Every new red robe would have their own graduation mission.
The only way was to complete it.
Only then would he be able to leave the training camp.
All the red robes had the same graduation mission:
[ option A: kill 10 unarmed, innocent people, cut off their noses, and give them to the instructor. ]
[ Option B: kill 30 elderly or children, cut off their hands, and give them to the instructor. ]
[ Option C: kill three pregnant women and personally dig out the stillborn for the instructor. ]
It wasn’t hard to guess from the instructors ‘collection.
Most of the red robes had chosen B or C.
To many red robes …
In the beginning, he might have been forced to do so.
After that, he gradually became numb to it.
To the red robes who had just graduated.
After going through so many terrifying things, he had finally recovered.
They were still the lowest-ranked ” handymen ” in the organization.
He could only continue to work for the higher-ups.
Only then would they be able to exchange for a small amount of contribution points.
These contribution points were more than enough to sustain his livelihood.
However, it was difficult to advance quickly.
In order to learn more spells.
They had to do more things that went against their conscience.
Under such a twisted design.
Most of the red robes had fallen into the abyss of evil.
No redemption in this life.
All in all.
This was a monstrous organization created by villan to satisfy his own interests.
Under such circumstances.
Red robes were evil by nature.
Every bald head’s hands were stained with the blood of the innocent.
At the same time.
The red robes were also powerful.
All the red-robed mages were skilled in close combat, daggers, and crossbows.
Most of the red robes were as strong as Warriors. The spells they mastered were also seriously biased
Everything was for the sake of actual combat.
His theoretical research was almost blank.
This gave red-robed mages a huge advantage when facing opponents of the same level.
The group of red robes that Roger had encountered earlier were the lowest-level handymen.
Therefore, it was quite easy to clean up.
If the level was a little higher …
He also had to be 120% alert!
A few days passed.
Roger now had a general understanding of blood drop town.
There were more than 2000 red-robed mages active here.
Two-thirds of them were handymen.
The number of transcendent mages was around 20.
However, more than half of them had gone to unknown places.
Other than that.
There were still around 8000 active slaves near blood drop town.
In the red-robed supervisor’s eyes.
These slaves could not even be considered humans.
They could only be considered livestock.
However, perhaps it was because he lacked a stable source of slaves when he first arrived on the secret star.
The supervisors did not kill the slaves when they whipped them.
The food provided could also make them half full.
Under such circumstances.
Blood drop town’s construction speed had instead increased.
More and more facilities were being built.
The red-robed servant’s range of activity was also getting larger.
This was a good thing for Roger.
He had figured out the radius of the red robes ‘activities and the timing of the Public Order squad’s deployment.
Roger started his own operation.
With the help of the middle-aged man’s human skin mask.
Roger was constantly looking for the red robes who were alone to carry out a warehouse-clearing robbery.
In order to maintain his character.
He would also occasionally assault the back of the Baldies.
And in the process.
Roger’s response to the loss of control of the Kylin arm was becoming more and more perfect.
Just like this.
Two weeks passed.
Roger had robbed more than 150 bald men.
The number of sunlight jellyfishes that had died in his hands had also increased to 167.
The extra numbers.
It was because some bald heads were frequent visitors.
Roger had snatched it more than once.
To be honest.
There were not many things to be gained from robbing handymen.
In the past half a month.
The only thing that caught Roger’s eye was the loot he had taken from a level 50 red-robed player.
It was a pair of light pink gloves.
[ counter-charge gloves (gloves/transcendence) ]
[rating: SS + ]
[attribute: intelligence +1/charm +1]
[curing: recoil barrier]
[ reflective barrier: if the conditions are met, you can use this pair of gloves to 100% reflect all spells with additional damage. ]
The judgment mechanism of ” counter-charge ” was very complicated.
However, after putting on the gloves, it was no problem for him to punch back a fireball.
In theory.
The ” reverse barrier ” could be extended appropriately.
However, the specific effect still needed to be tested in actual combat.
Other than this pair of gloves.
Roger had only gained a great reputation.
[ you have gained a lot of attention in blood drop town. Region reputation +100
[your milestone-village legend has broken a new record.]
[legend of the countryside (blood drop town): your actions have been widely spread among the red robes.]
Most of the red robes ‘attitude towards you was’ deep respect ‘or’ secret admiration’.
A small number of red robes ‘attitude towards you was’ regretful for not meeting you ‘or’ eager to make a move’.
No matter what.
The name ‘Midnight Black Hand’ had already spread.
The Public Order squad was eyeing them covetously.
While the red robes have great approval of you, you’re also a person of great importance.
They will also do their best to kill you, gu.
Evil could make the red robes submit to it.
But in their eyes.
The greatest acknowledgment of a person was to kill him.
This was the code of law that villan had engraved in the heads of these bald heads.
Roger knew.
It was time to stop.
So that afternoon.
He then left the outskirts of blood drop town.
He then entered the center of the town.
In the evening.
Near the blood drop town’s Plaza.
Three to five bald heads were whispering to each other.
“Let’s form a team.’
A deep voice sounded, ‘
“No one would want to encounter the midnight Blackhand alone, right?”
“I’m not the kind of guy who likes to be F * cked in the ass.” The man’s head was shiny.
The Twin-headed snake staff in his hand was quite eye-catching.
