Chapter 120 119. Connection
The second dead city was also in ruins, with many undead wandering around in the city. Because they were wearing clothes that blocked out the undead's aura, the two began to be attacked by the undead.

Roll used the magic scroll again to restrain these zombies. His sin value was 50, so he would not choose to kill innocent people. His goal this time was to find clues to the culprit.

But the result was not satisfactory. Just like the town where Keno was, there was no trace. It might also be due to Roll's profession. If it was Momonga, the other party might be able to find traces of magic residue.

Qinuo was a little disappointed. At first, she came here with great expectations.

Luo took out a map and marked the location, hoping to confirm the connection between the two from the map, but unfortunately, he still could not see anything.

Noticing Keno's disappointment, Luo whispered to comfort her: "We still have a lot of time. The lifespan of the undead is very long. You have persisted before, so why can't you persist a little longer?"

"Lord Luo Er, I will try my best." Qinuo was no longer disappointed. Yes, so many years had passed and she had persisted. It was only a short time since they started traveling, so why did she lose her patience?

The two embarked on a journey again, and this journey lasted for two years. They followed the traces of the undead and went on adventures everywhere. Luo also learned the time of the six gods. Now he understood that he had traveled through time too early, a full two hundred years too early.

Now he completely gave up the idea of ​​returning to the Great Tomb and concentrated on helping Qino investigate the truth of the whole matter. They had already explored five towns transformed into the undead.

These five towns have no intersection at all if we only look at history, culture, and diplomacy. In other words, there is no connection to be found from this aspect.

"Luol, are you leaving?" Qinuo used magic to block the zombies. In the past two years, she had already completely trusted Luo Er and learned a lot of magic. She cut her hair into shoulder-length hair because Luo Er said he liked her short hair.

"Well, there are no clues at the scene." Luo Er looked at the map and said while touching his chin. He already knew that no matter what kind of puzzle game it was, there were always traces to follow. There was no common point at the scene. The five locations that appeared on the map eventually converged at a mountain range. The only connection was what radiated from there.

"Luol, are we going over there?" Qinuo was a little worried. It was impossible for her not to know what Luo was writing and drawing on the map, and she quickly guessed the answer.

"Let's go to a nearby town. I heard there is an Adventurer's Guild there." Roll said with a smile as he put away the map.

Qinuo followed him silently and soon arrived at the city gate. The guards were still checking. In today's world, such checks did not seem very safe because there was an undead town with a strong force of soldiers, but the result did not change.

"you?"

"I am from the Snow Tribe. I was misunderstood because of my naturally pale skin." Luo Er skillfully used a magic prop in the dark, and snow appeared at the scene at an inappropriate time. Everyone believed him.

"I'm from the Red Eyes Tribe and am often misunderstood. Our tribe is more adaptable to magic." Keno spoke with equal skill. After all, it was she who decided the abilities of the Red Eyes Tribe.

After confirming that the two were not undead, they were quickly let into the town, and they were very familiar with the place.

Afterwards, the two of them headed straight for the Adventurer's Guild. It was extremely noisy here, and compared to the Adventurer's Guild in the fantasy world, it was filled with a strong atmosphere of the martial arts world.

While the two were observing them, the other party was also observing them. Apart from anything else, the things they carried were quite expensive, and they did not have the adventurer level. They probably came here just to experience life, which made the adventurers who risked their lives to earn their hard-earned money feel instantly unhappy.

One of them stretched out his legs right in front of the two and whistled with his eyes closed, while the others looked at them with glee, wanting to see them make a fool of themselves.

Qinuo immediately lost her favor for the adventurers. These people were not even as good as the guards. After all, the guards were formally trained, unlike these unconventional ones.

Luo suddenly felt a headache. How dare a level 10 adventurer do that? He was not going to tolerate it and kicked him directly. The man with his eyes closed did not feel what he was doing and still kept his eyes closed.

"Hey..." Before others could warn, a scream was heard and the man's leg was broken. You have to know that Rawl's profession made him extremely strong, coupled with his maximum level of strength.

"My leg...heal, who can heal it, feel free to save me." The adventurer was obviously more tolerant, and did not faint immediately after his leg was broken. "I forgot about this, local necrosis." Roll used the magic scroll, he had a lot of this stuff, and he didn't feel bad at all.

A magic spell was cast on the opponent's leg, which made the others swallow their saliva and feel fear towards Rawl.

"Whoever heals me will be given a gold coin." The man with the broken leg said quickly.

There was no reason to miss such a good deal, and soon a priest from the team came, took the gold coins first, and then cast a recovery spell on him. The magic effect came on and appeared on his body. His legs were restored, but he still couldn't control his legs.

"I still can't control it. Are you useless?" The man began to blame the pastor.

"Psycho." After saying this, the priest used the same magic on an injured adventurer for free, and soon the adventurer recovered.

Everyone then turned their eyes to Luo Er, and the man became even crazier: "What did you do to me?"

"Local necrosis cannot be restored by healing magic below the sixth level. Your adventuring career is over." Roll approached and whispered.

The others were sweating coldly, luckily they did not provoke him. This was a big Buddha, a big Buddha that should not be provoked.

"The sixth level!? That's a legendary magic, you are not human." Some adventurers spoke out directly. After all, in his eyes, it was impossible for anyone to use the sixth level, unless they were not human.

"Did I say we are human?" Rawl asked back.

"Undead..." one of them blurted out.

"Oh, short-sighted." Luo Er was too disdainful to explain and went to the bar with Qinuo.

"What does this guest want?"

"Help us register for an adventurer identity. I'm from the Snow Tribe and she's from the Red Eye Tribe. Is that enough?" Luo Er said directly, handing out a gold nugget. He had plenty of this anyway. He was like 007 at work and a wealthy man in another world.

"That's enough. Could you please tell me what to order?" the counter staff asked.

"I'm Luo Er, she's Qinuo."

Qinuo agreed with Luo Er's words. They were just adventurers and there was no need to use their full names. Soon, they received the lowest level badges and could only accept the lowest level tasks.

When the two were about to leave, the man with the broken leg and a group of adventurers started blocking the door. It turned out that they came to see Roll going to register as an adventurer, so he hurried to call for help, as his leg could not be broken in vain.

"Well, not understanding the gap between the two sides is a very troublesome thing." Luo Er held his forehead with his hand. Why are these adventurers so careless? He seemed to have revealed that it was below the sixth level, not the second level. Do these people really not know the meaning of the sixth level to these natives?
"Stop talking nonsense and heal my leg quickly, otherwise..."

In order to have peace of mind, Roll threw out another magic scroll, the sixth-level magic, the control of limbs, and with a pinch of his hands, he crushed their limbs.

When the people in the Adventurer's Guild saw this scene, they all showed expressions of fear. What kind of magic could instantly cripple the limbs of so many people?

(End of this chapter)