Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Chapter 223 Practical Spiritual Sacrifice

Arthurs looked around curiously, "Is this... a port?"

Although the Kingdom of Renekton is landlocked and has no independent sea access, it has invested in the infrastructure of coastal countries and has the right to transportation and trade.

There were many pictures of ports in the textbooks of the basic course that the children of the nobility had to learn. He studied them day and night, and it was hard for him not to recognize them.

The air in the port was filled with the smell of sea water, damp and cold with a strong fishy smell.

Ships of various sizes were docked at the shore, densely packed and arranged to form a magnificent city wall.

The port was filled with noisy sounds, including the collision of heavy objects, people shouting, the friction of iron chains, etc. The atmosphere was very lively.

Arthurs and Barritt stood behind the building, carefully observing the people coming and going.

No matter how they changed their positions, the compass needle would always point to this location.

"Could it be that foreign objects are hidden in these goods?" Arthurs could only think of this possibility.

A breeze blew by, and Barrit sensed something, and suddenly drew out his sword and stabbed it from his side. The silver-white blade cut through the air, and was easily caught by the fingers of a young man in a dark blue robe.

"Don't be nervous, it's me."

Barritt quickly put away his sword, "Meng... Mr. Luosang."

After spending a few days together, he discovered that Meng Lan was a language genius.

During her travels, Menglan accidentally obtained a teaching book on Lorpu language and accumulated some theoretical foundation.

Later, I met their expeditionary corps and got the opportunity to practice again. Now, daily communication with them is no problem at all.

"The compass should have stabilized, right?"

"How do you know?"

"After all, it is my magic weapon." Meng Lan took the compass and gently stroked the complex patterns on it.

Countless golden threads flew out from the compass and intertwined into a golden ball of light in mid-air.

This ball of light absorbed the surrounding air and gradually changed color, becoming scarlet and thick, like a ball of surging blood.

"In the past month, I have always been able to feel the bloody atmosphere in the city, but I couldn't find the source. Now it seems that someone is deliberately hindering my investigation." Meng Lan handed the compass back to Arthurs.

"Your power has enabled this compass to surpass its limit. It has ignored that person's obstruction and is getting closer to the truth of the incident." She spread out her palms, and the scarlet sphere grew larger and larger, with a human face pattern appearing on the surface. "Look, the dead souls attracted by the bloody image are wailing. They want to tell the world that a bloody incident involving hundreds of deaths occurred here."

"This, this breath..."

Barritt and Arthurs widened their eyes and felt a chill running from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

"I'm not good at performing necromancy. I need to prepare some materials if I want to perform it." Meng Lan held her breath and summoned three halos to surround the sphere.

The dirty and thick blood became clear and transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a tiny drop of blood that fell into her palm.

When Arthurs heard the word "necromancy", he immediately thought of the Clapham family.

He and Barrit looked at each other and nodded in tacit understanding.

Not long after, Martyry Clapham was invited over. Seeing that Rossan was also there, he politely greeted him, "Hello."

Meng Lan smiled slightly and spoke in Luo Sang's tone: "Hello, I'll trouble you from now on."

Marty nodded slightly and used his magic power to construct a magical space.

Taking the concealment of the action into consideration, he gradually expanded the scope of space based on the reaction produced by the contact between the fluid and magic power, and finally included part of the land and water area of ​​the port.

From an observer's perspective, Martieri's expression changed from calm to serious, and his mouth opened and closed without stopping, as if he was asking something.

About ten minutes later, Marty released the magic space, sorted out his words and explained to them:

"First, ghosts appeared in large numbers in the sea. It is roughly estimated that there are more than 300 of them."

"The second is about their identities. Some of them were long-term workers at the port, while others were employees of the Xin's Chamber of Commerce."

"Finally, there are the abnormal conditions of these ghosts. They do not realize that they are dead, their speech lacks logical order, the topic changes abruptly, the grammatical structure is chaotic, and there are some delusional statements. So I speculate that their spirits are damaged."

Barritt's expression became a little complicated. "Could these symptoms you mentioned be..."

"That's right." Marty confirmed his idea.

"Damn wizard!" Barrit cursed under his breath.

Arthurs looked down at the ground and listened to them silently.

I am afraid that except for Haizhou, there is no country or organization in this world that can avoid being destroyed by wizards.

Because of their strange witchcraft, more and more people became wanderers.

The territory of the Kingdom of Renekton is vast and is deeply favored by wanderers.

Their characteristics are just as Matthias Clapham described, they are mentally ill, their speech is unclear and illogical.

Their appearance also changed. Their eyes seemed to have no irises or pupils, just a gray and white chaos.

If the world is a giant book, then wizards are the most evil villains. Or so everyone thinks.

What would you do if they discovered your true identity, Mo Xie?

Thinking of his father's keen observation and skeptical attitude, Arthurs couldn't help but worry about Moshe's situation.

A similar scene was played out again in the neutral waters four thousand meters deep under the sea.

Moshe suddenly looked up and said to Artborg: "Marquis, I would like to borrow your magic power."

A path that had never been imagined was unfolding in his mind. Artborg was stunned for a moment and asked, "How do I use it?"

"Please build a small magic space and inject magic into it."

Artborg had no doubts and waved his arm lightly in front of him, and a translucent barrier space unfolded around him.

After that, he did not use the magic power in the magic spring directly, but used the Rope of Infinity to extract the magic power from Moshe's body and then guide it into the space.

It really kills two birds with one stone. Mo Xie smiled, and his love for talent became active again.

Professional matters should be done by professionals, and the voices of the deceased should not be drowned out by the sea.

Thinking of this, Mo Xie asked Huan Kou to appear, preparing to temporarily hand over the control of his body to Nolan.

Why is there suddenly a ring on his hand?

Tian Qing was shocked when he saw the vine-shaped ring on Mo Xie's finger.

We have clearly taken away everything from him, haven't we?

Artborg was closest to Moshe and also noticed the ring that suddenly appeared.

He watched as Moshe entered the magic space without hesitation, then relaxed his body, closed his eyes, and floated quietly.

For a person who is intolerant to magic, this is undoubtedly a suicidal act.

Art Bolger had to admit that he felt a little nervous.

“That’s the power of the West.”

Mermaids cannot feel the magic power, but can clearly see the form of the magic power.

Tianhan stared at the magic space closely, his eyes reflecting the azure light of water-attribute magic, and the surface of his body showed the outline of scales due to his emotional fluctuations.

In the dark environment of the deep sea, the ring emits a faint fluorescence, continuously absorbing high-purity water-attribute magic power.

"Mo Xie" slowly opened his eyes, suddenly froze for a moment, and then looked around curiously.

His eyes swept across the four mermaids and landed on Artbolg.

This somewhat strange behavior only lasted for a few seconds. Mo Xie raised his hand and clenched it in the water, then seemed to grab something and held it in front of him for careful observation.

Soon, he dropped what he was holding and hooked his finger towards the dark abyss below.

Tianqing stroked his forearm, "Father, do you feel that the temperature of this area of ​​water has dropped a little?"

Tian Han looked at him for a moment and said, "Your physique is not good."

Tianqing felt as if he was stabbed in the abdomen and back, and he felt so miserable that he could only take a deep breath of water, turn the oxygen into foam and slowly exhale it.

The water-attributed magic power surrounded "Mo Xie", no longer restricted by the magic space, and flew away into the depths of darkness.

The chill was still rising, as if countless ghosts were crawling in the dark, glaring at them hungrily.

"Mo Xie" was conversing with the void darkness, his face sometimes had a bright smile, and sometimes was gloomy and somewhat scary.

He is not Morshe, Artborg thought with absolute certainty.