Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 486 The Sage's Stone

Needless to say, the shiny bell that made a crisp sound under the impact of metal and flew down in the air was obviously something precious.

The bell ringer let out a muffled grunt with a completely different voice and a more urgent tone. He no longer paid attention to Violet's silver sword, nor stopped Ralph's bullet.The bell ringer seemed to only see the leaping gold. He held up his hands, and the pus and blood left by the severed finger flowed down the arm. The bell man didn't care, but continued to let out an urgent roar and ran after the bell.

Ralph loaded and loaded, his eyes fixed on the running torso of the giant, the bloody severed finger waving in the air.

The evil wolf showed a sinister smile, which was not much better than the make-up effect of the undertaker.

The bell ringer has lost his ability to regenerate, and the bell is his limitation.

The bullet exploded on the inner side of the bell ringer's left knee, and the slash that caught up cut the tendon of the monster's right ankle.The giant's legs were crippled, and he wailed and crawled on the ground. The bell fell not far away, exuding the only brilliance in the fear of death.

That bell is the fatal weakness of the bell ringer.Without it, dismembering a giant would be no more difficult than slaying a fleeing beast.There is no self-healing ability, and the bell ringer did not make any resistance, he just dragged his tattered body to crawl like the only target.

His speed was getting slower and slower, and his roar was getting weaker and weaker, but Violet's attack ability was limited after all, and the tiny silver sword was no different from a needle prick to the bell ringer.

He was finally about to touch the bell, and he persisted until the end, as long as he touched his precious bell, all these injuries would heal.

Just... click.

The light of the bell was blocked by a black shadow, and the gunpowder-smelling gray-white mist stained Ralph's coat. In the mist, those golden eyes, full of playful malice, were more dazzling than the sparkle of the bell.

A piece of darkness enveloped the vision of the bell ringer. It was the darkness in the large-caliber barrel of the alchemy musket.

"First."

……

The headless giant lay down in front of Ralph, and the lifeless corpse gradually petrified, weathered, and collapsed.

"Turned into ashes, it's really a vampire..." Ralph took off his coat, brushed off the white ash on the surface, and shot his head at close range, causing all the shattered tissues of the bell ringer to splash on him. He originally thought that the coat was no longer available.

Blood, flesh, bones, everything that originally belonged to the bell ringer was crumbling, leaving a large piece of white ash in the wood chips.

Ralph picked up a pair of unfolded metal wings from the ashes. It was a sword lattice, the connecting part between the hilt and the sword body, and one of the fragments of the cursed sword.

Eliminate the Bell Ringer's loot.

There were no casualties in this battle, but it was still difficult.Super-speed regeneration, abnormal stamina and attack power brought by a giant body, a little slow speed... Ralph usually walks around such enemies.

This is not a monster with human difficulty at all, no wonder the witcher is just a legend among young men and women, a legend of the dead.There is no intrigue, no deceitful conspiracy, such a pure beast-like power wrestling, Ralph is not good at it.The same is true, he is not as useful in battle as the agile Violet.

This is still the result of destroying the tower in advance, so will the next one be as lucky as this time?Buildings in other areas can also be easily blasted, and the monsters there are also idiots with low IQs who use brute force?
how is this possible.

Ralph made a bold decision, he needed to use a little skill of his own to control the next situation.

Sylvester walked over holding the little bell that the bell ringer was thinking about.

"This was originally a sacrificial vessel inside the chapel. It was the bell used by the pastor to call the believers during mass. It turned out to be in the hands of the bell ringer."

"This bell is the source of that monster's power. I suspect that other monsters will have similar things. Only with such a clear weakness can we have the possibility of victory." Ralph stretched out his palm, "This power can help me Is it used?"

The bell with uneven surface was passed into Ralph's hand, without any reaction, it was just a bell to Ralph.

"These sacrificial vessels have been mastered by the angel's enemies for a long time, and the power inside them has long been distorted. They are the monster's weakness, but if the monster dies, it may lose its effect."

Sylvet dispelled Ralph's extravagant hopes, and the monster-killing equipment really didn't exist.But Ralph still put the bell into his windbreaker.

"This is my prize, even if it's just a bell."

Sylvester didn't express much, and showed a smile, expressing his understanding of the strange habits of the demon hunter.

The east tower was shattered, but the bell ringer was killed and the shard of the cursed sword was taken.Today's dusk, in Silvert's eyes, was like hope tearing a small gap in the despairing haze of Degonris.This is a new beginning, there will be no more vampires in the future of Degonris, and there will be no more crazy vampires like Luo Shutar, and Sylvester feels a little satisfied in his heart.

Sacrifice is necessary for Degonris.

The tired Violet needed to rest, and Ralph's cleaning plan was not in a hurry. Before dusk came, the three of them returned to the chapel to rest.

The death of the bell ringer did not cause much disturbance among the people of Degonris. The empty eyes made the corners of Sylvester's mouth slowly drop, as if the person who died was an irrelevant stranger.The oppression of survival has already broken these people, Sylvert thought so, they were as numb as puppets.

She knew that this suffering situation should be understood, but for the first time, the empty eyes made Sylvester, who had regained hope, feel uncomfortable.The girl wants to stay with the two strangers more now, whether it is the sassy Violet or the gloomy Ralph can bring her more warmth.

Tonight's Degonris is very peaceful. The Blood Angel seems to be very satisfied with what the three of them did. They didn't create terror in the middle of the night. This was a relatively peaceful night.

Sylvester squatted opposite Ralph, watching Violet entangle himself on Ralph's body with the excuse of being injured.

The girl's clucking made the eldest girl Nalanya restrain herself a little, and the relieved Ralph naturally shifted the topic to the next action.

"There are still three monsters, but our current strength is limited, so I will show my trump card. Weier, girl, I will use some special alchemy bullets to speed up the hunting progress and ensure your safety. Don't be too surprised .”

Sylvester's curiosity and Violet's admiration gave rise to the same question.

"What's your trump card?"

Ralph's eyes were focused on Sylvester's face, and the little girl from Lorshutal blushed on her cheeks facing such a straightforward gaze.Ralph's strange gaze lasted about 30 seconds.Afterwards, it felt like prying open a dusty tombstone, and the secret past reverberated in the chapel with Ralph's inherently cold aura.

"Have you heard of the Philosopher's Stone?"

(End of this chapter)