I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages

Old Bard's wish spell.

The thick arms on the colorful flow wall.

Three taps that seemed to have a meaning in succession.

...

Roger dazedly recalled that scene at that time.

Suddenly.

There was an unexplainable feeling in his heart.

The two interplanetary transmissions at different times unexpectedly overlapped.

This phenomenon is a bit beyond Roger's cognition.

Unfortunately.

The surrounding environment did not give him a chance to appreciate it carefully.

Strange roars approached from all directions.

The soldiers of the Salvation Army looked panic-stricken, and they couldn't even maintain the most basic formation.

in chaos.

Roger quickly left the queue, came to a hill and looked down——

What appeared in front of his eyes was a scene of blood flowing like a river!

Below the hills is an open plain.

The bones of tens of thousands of Salvation Army soldiers are piled up on both sides!

At the end of the plain is a fortified fortress as high as the sky.

In the sky above the fortress.

A big blood-colored bird that covered the sky and the sun slowly spread its wings.

It is staring coldly at the person coming from this side of the mountain!

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"Hint: You found the Blood Crow Castle"

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"You encountered the Blood Crow Lord (Devil Lord/Practicer of God's Kingdom/???)"

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In an instant.

An overwhelming roar came over.

The army of demons is approaching menacingly.

I don't know whether to ambush in advance or march quickly.

They actually surrounded Roger's Third Army from all directions!

When the situation is changing.

The battle is imminent!

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On the outskirts of the mountain.

Under the emergency dispatch of the non-commissioned officers.

The Salvation Army barely managed to rally.

But when Roger identified the number and strength of the enemy.

His complexion didn't look so good.

on the data bar.

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"Reminder: You have encountered a chain demon warrior*6000"

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"Fallen Mage*3000"

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"Great Devil*1000"

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"Great Devil Warlord*16"

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besides.

There are also heterogeneous devils all over the mountains and plains - Blood Crow!

Roger noticed.

The number of blood crows near the battlefield exceeded 20,000.

There is no way to fight this battle!

To know.

Roger's unit is actually the third echelon of the third regiment of the Salvation Army.

The people in the first two echelons add up to more than 10,000!

At present, it seems that they have become corpses on the bloody plain——

This must be the masterpiece of the devil army!

Even the people in the two echelons in front couldn't stand it.

And the number of the third echelon that hastily faced off failed to exceed 4000...

"The Salvation Army is over!"

A thought flashed through Roger's mind.

He immediately decided to run away.

next second.

His figure slowly disappeared on the hill.

Not long.

The sound of shouting and killing surged like a wave.

Roger's judgment was not wrong.

As soon as the immature Salvation Army came into contact with the ferocious devil army, they were killed and disarmed!

The resistance lasted less than half a minute.

In the face of overwhelming strength.

The soldiers of the Salvation Army can only kill with their necks.

for a while.

Blood and head flew together.

The scene was very bloody and tragic.

Roger was also panicked.

But he can't help it.

He's here to find out about the Salvation Army.

Who would have thought that they would be cut off by the devils when they first arrived!

"This fucking Mystra!"

"It's obviously the subplane where Mystra and Purgatory are handed over!"

Roger cursed inwardly.

Fortunately, the return spell is still available.

This somewhat soothed his slightly depressed heart.

He just wants to get out of the battlefield quickly.

It's best to find out the ins and outs of things quickly.

Then leave.

But there are too many devils on the battlefield!

Even though Roger's stealth skills are superb.

Even in extremely chaotic situations, there are times when you miss.

...

"Aww! Aww!"

A non-mainstream evil bird dripping with red liquid accidentally ran into Roger.

Forced him out of stealth.

next second.

The blood crow excitedly started calling friends!

Roger gritted his teeth angrily.

Immediately, he took out the "Emerald Trade Wind", raising his hand was an arrow!

Whoosh.

A sharp arrow pierces through the heart!

"Aww! Aww!"

The forearm-high blood crow had a transparent hole in his chest, but he didn't die, but swooped down on Roger's head viciously!

Roger rolled over and dodged.

His eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty.

"Damn!"

"Is this not dead?"

Roger was unbelievable!

This is really an arrow with "ten years, one sword"!

The air hope technique is displayed.

Blood Crow is a LV68 alien devil.

Even though this is the border of purgatory, with the addition of the law of purgatory, it is not so fleshy!

Thinking room.

The blood black swept over with a large number of companions.

A big devil warlord nearby also found Roger.

Immediately charged over on a two-meter-high weird mount!

Roger looked at everything around him with a livid face.

He tried all kinds of escape methods——

"Earth escape" is invalid.

This may have something to do with the law of purgatory.

"Somersault cloud" is also useless.

Because there are no clouds here at all!

Face menacing demons.

Roger could only bite the bullet and knock down two bottles of "Sprint Mixture".

I rubbed a handful of "Speed ​​Essential Oil" on my body again.

Then run away!

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"Extraordinary agility: You start running at super high speed, and your specialty 'Running Power' is taking effect..."

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The edge of the battlefield.

Under the watchful eyes of the blood crows and the great devil warlord.

That 'human soldier' ​​escaped from their siege and interception like flying!

He's ridiculously fast.

The blood crows snapped off their wings unconvinced.

In the end, he couldn't catch up with the pair of good legs that went away!

half an hour later.

In a deserted cave.

Roger calmly adjusted his breathing.

After drinking the bottle of "Queen's Holy Water" in his hand.

Only then did he have the energy to think about the situation in front of him.

Don't think about the Salvation Army.

It must have been destroyed.

But what about the information about Mystra?

besides.

What about this subplane called "Between Purgatory"?

Why does the conveyor belt end here?

The information fed back by the Third Legion was clearly all going well, why did it suddenly rush to the street?

...

There are too many doubts.

Roger had limited information.

You can only try divination first.

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"Divination: You have obtained information about 'Blood Crow Season'"

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"Divination: You have noticed that the 'fog of the gods' is covering this place, and you cannot use divination to obtain more information."

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"It's really bad luck!"

Roger rubbed his temples with a headache.

This place is too wicked.

Even divination is severely restricted...

But the word "mist of the gods" reminded Roger.

According to Cecilia.

Mystra is also a member of the Celestial God!

"It's really possible that her reincarnation is hidden here..."

Roger muttered to himself.

next moment.

His eyes focused on the only information he had.

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"Blood Crow Season (Climate Law): In the Blood Crow Season 'Between Purgatory', the combat power of all non-purgatory creatures is reduced to 80%, and the combat power of all creatures that meet the 'Appreciation of the Blood Crow Lord' is increased to 120%"

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See here.

Roger finally realized where the lingering depression in his heart came from.

"There are such strange rules in this plane?"

"Blood Crow Season weakens non-purgatory creatures and enhances Purgatory creatures, so what about "Non-Blood Crow Season"? "

In Roger's perception.

"Between Purgatory" is far from a subplane with unstable laws like "Grey Water Marsh".

The situation here is actually very close to the main material world.

It's just that there might be some special rules to adapt to.

For Roger.

The first priority is to find a human settlement (if there is one).

Then inquire about the information you want!

With this in mind.

He rested for a while and set off again.

Although divination failed.

But the ability to judge the blood energy of monsters is still there.

He found a peak overlooking the four fields.

In the end, it was found that the monster breath in the west was the weakest.

So all the way west.

It's been a rough week.

Roger finally walked out of the "funeral mountain" where the devil was rampant, and came to a flat area.

Data column prompt.

This area is called "Thousand Mountain Lake".

There are many low-level monsters active on the edge of Qianshan Lake.

But it's the same as in the funeral mountains.

Roger didn't take it lightly.

He continued on his way quietly.

Another half day passed.

He finally saw the shadow of a human being on the south bank of Qianshan Lake!

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"Hint: You have encountered a white horse attendant"

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I saw the knight who was besieged by a group of "Blood Goblins".

Roger's hanging heart was finally half relieved.

He showed up decisively at the moment.

The arrows of the trade wind in his hand shot out continuously.

Almost in the blink of an eye.

Most of the group of monsters were killed!

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"You killed a Scarlet Goblin"

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"Your yawn resistance has been slightly increased"

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The remaining Scarlet Goblins ran away rolling and crawling.

They probably thought they were running fast.

But it's the bad attributes that really keep them safe.

Roger put away his bow and arrows.

Slowly walked towards the knight with a slightly immature face.

Before he walked in.

The knight shouted in a low voice:

"do not come!"

He looked wary.

Roger stopped and said peacefully:

"Don't worry, I'm just a passing traveler..."

Under the effect of "bluff".

The knight gradually believed Roger's fabricated story.

But he still said a little warily:

"It's been a long time since there was a lonely traveler in Purgatory."

"Most new adventurers emerge from the Wild Temple in droves. "

"Although I am willing to believe your words, others may not... In short, if you want to find a safe foothold, go to the "Martin Camp" in the northwest, which is the least exclusive place in the wilderness. "

"I still have to carry out the task, so I can't accompany you."

Say it.

He bowed to Roger.

The meaning of alienation couldn't be more obvious.

Roger didn't care either.

He nodded and left.

Waited until Roger was out of his view.

The knight breathed a sigh of relief.

Turn around and repair a carriage on the side of the road.

"Fortunately, the goods were recovered."

He muttered something in a low voice.

...

not far away.

Roger secretly watched every move of the knight——

After the latter repaired the carriage.

Then hurriedly drove to the southwest.

Judging from the traces of the scene by the lake.

More than one battle should have broken out here.

The white horse attendant killed at least several waves of monsters.

With his strength.

It shouldn't be a problem to kill the group of Scarlet Goblins alone.

No wonder he was so on guard.

After watching the other party leave.

Roger hesitated a moment—

In the end, he listened to the other party and went to the northwest.

Or secretly follow the knight himself to the southwest?

This is a question worth pondering.

But soon Roger decided to take the knight's advice.

"That guy looks pretty decent."

"It shouldn't be a villain who is blindly pointing the way."

Think so.

Roger embarked on the path to the northwest.

After half a day.

From a distance, he saw a camp built against a mountain.

The lowest point of the camp was set among the mountain passes.

The highest point stands above the peaks on both sides.

The continuous and thick walls blocked most of Roger's sight.

And the enchantment exuding golden light outside the camp is even more sensitive.

Roger just approached.

A piercing siren sounded on the city wall!

"who?"

"stop!"

A group of heavily armed soldiers filed out.

for a while.

At least twenty crossbows and more were pointed at Roger!

Roger looked at the leader who was yelling calmly, and said the lines he had said to the white horse attendant again.

The leader looked at Roger seriously.

After a while, he said in a deep voice:

"Martin's camp doesn't accept useless people."

"If you can prove your strength, I can give you a chance."

Roger nodded and said:

"how to prove?"

"There are some "Gluttony Lizards" on the corrupt tundra in the north of the camp. If you can hunt down one of these monsters alone, I will give you a chance to enter the city. "

The leader reminded:

"The gluttonous lizard is a purgatory creature with a level of 70. You should think carefully before going."

Roger turned and left.

Only 3 hours passed.

He carried a two-meter-long monster corpse to the outside of the camp wall.

The alarm sounded again.

The leader greeted him with a startled face.

After carefully examining the traces on the corpse of the gluttonous lizard.

The surprise in his eyes became more obvious:

"It only took 3 hours."

"Your strength is admirable!"

"Come in with me first!"

Roger followed the leader in silently.

In fact.

The reason it only took 3 hours.

It is entirely because the attribute given by the gluttonous lizard is "the length of your tailbone has been slightly increased"!

It is impossible for such a beautiful monster Roger to take a second look.

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The architectural style of Camp Martin is quite rough.

Inside the thick walls are low and rough houses.

Roger noticed.

The reason why these houses are so low is because half of them are built underground.

This is called a camp.

In fact, the population size is almost as large as that of a small town in Kuinan.

The leader led Roger to the square in the center of the camp.

Along the way, it attracted many curious eyes.

After a while.

They stopped near a statue of a hooved horse.

"Give him to me."

An old man tremblingly stood up from the small stool.

He led Roger to the steed statue.

"Look down."

The old man said.

The sixth sense did not perceive the danger.

So Roger obediently did so.

After a while.

Roger felt a warm current brushing over his head.

The old man's weary voice sounded next to his ear:

"The God of the White Horse said he was fine."

The leader immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He patted Roger on the shoulder enthusiastically:

"Welcome to Camp Martin!"

...

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three days later.

Near the eastern wall of Camp Martin.

Under the repeated persuasion of the captain of the defense, Lawson.

Roger laughed and went out of the little door.

Headed all the way to the northeast.

In the past three days.

Not only did he find out the basic situation of Martin's camp, but he also learned about the overall structure of the subplane "Between Purgatory":

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turn out to be.

This subplane is made up of two major forces.

One of them is the purgatory forces that Roger encountered——

The army of demons led by Lord Blood Crow!

They occupied the "East Corner" and the "West Corner" between Purgatory.

...

On the other side is the camp of non-purgatory creatures with the "wilderness temple" as the core.

They occupy the most fertile and stable central ground.

With the help of the original six wild gods.

The creatures of the wilderness camp set up camps and built cities step by step.

Only then was he able to gain a firm foothold in the harsh purgatory.

It is worth mentioning that.

The shape of the plane "Between Purgatory" is a narrow, ribbon-like rectangle.

The north and south are extremely narrow.

The east and west are extremely long, and both sides border the territory of purgatory.

Therefore, the wilderness camp is always in a state of being attacked from both sides.

And the unique climate mechanism of "Between Purgatory" made the situation of the wild camp even worse, and also led to the tragedy of the Salvation Army——

This is not divided into "Blood Crow Season" and "Non-Blood Crow Season" as Roger imagined.

The actual sequence of seasons is as follows:

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"Blood Crow Season".

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"Strong Blood Crow Ji: The combat power of non-purgatory creatures -70%; the combat power of creatures appreciated by the blood black lord +30%".

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"Evil Blood Wuji: -50%; +50%".

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"Wild Season: Purgatory Creatures -50%; Non-Purgatory Creatures +50%".

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The duration of the above four seasons ranges from 3 months to 1 year.

Except for the "wilderness season" with the shortest duration.

The remaining three seasons are the times when the purgatory side benefits significantly.

But the arrival time of the first two echelons of the Salvation Army was in the "Wild Season" of the previous sequence!

And wild season.

Blood Crow's subordinates would not love to fight the enemy at all!

This gave the Salvation Army the illusion that 'their side is strong and the devil is weak'!

They operate in "Between Purgatory" in a big way.

Even had conflicts with people from Camp Martin!

finally.

Roger speculated that they should have found clues to Mystra's reincarnation near Blood Crow Castle.

As a result, the reinforcements had not arrived yet.

It's a sudden change of season here.

From "Wild Season" which is the friendliest to non-purgatory creatures, to "Blood Crow Season" which weakens them!

This time.

The blood black army naturally came out in full force.

The Third Legion collectively rushed to the street!

If Roger hadn't seen the opportunity quickly.

I'm afraid I'll get into trouble too!

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so far.

Doubts about the collective death of the Salvation Army have been temporarily resolved.

The only doubt left is 'time'.

But this place is close to purgatory, and it is normal to have a slight time flow disorder.

It is precisely because of this consideration.

After only three days in Camp Martin, Roger couldn't wait to set off.

today.

His goal is the "Blood Black Cave" near Qianshan Lake.

There are many rewards for monsters in the Martin camp.

Roger took it all in one go.

But what he values ​​most is the following——

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"Mission Name: Hunt the Blood Crow Leader"

"Mission Location: Blood Crow Cave"

"Mission Reward: 100 Lamshells; Received by the White Horse God"

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From Lawson's mouth.

Roger learned that the "White Horse God" is one of the only three guardians left in the Wilderness Temple.

And the more active one.

It is said that the guardians of the wilderness hold the authority bestowed by the "God".

Roger intends to find Mystra.

He planned to find a breakthrough from them.

After half a day.

Roger, who restrained his breath, safely arrived at the extremely dangerous blood black cave that Lawson said.

Around a floating will-o'-the-wisp.

Roger quietly sneaked into the hole.

Didn't get very far.

A blood crow vigilantly looked in his direction!

Roger drew closer.

Wait until about the same time.

He appeared suddenly.

Raise your hand and it will be a mass of green "blinding poisonous evil spirit"!

The blood crow was caught off guard by the poisonous evil spirit, and his keen perception immediately became confused.

Roger took out the Jade Trade Wind and shot wildly!

This time it was not on the battlefield.

The unscrupulous Roger opened fire with full firepower. Under the horrifying rate of fire, even the blood crow whose attributes were greatly enhanced was shot into a sieve!

in a blink.

But listen to the 'pop'.

The blood-black corpse suddenly fell from the poisonous evil.

Roger leaned over to have a look.

okay.

Xuewu's unusually long tongue and intestines are exposed, and the bloody feathers are full of dense holes, and there is a layer of green poisonous evil on its skin, which looks extremely disgusting.

"I've never seen such a disgusting monster..."

Roger thought with disgust on his face.

next second.

A line of unremarkable information flashed across the data bar.

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"You killed a blood crow"

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"Your blink distance has been slightly increased"

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"Um?"

Roger was slightly taken aback.

Then blinked.

His expression began to change subtly. (Click to view the data column records)

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