Chapter 18

It had to be said that Xiao Jinsheng's order to scatter and escape was correct. Although the female knight was powerful, she could only choose one target to pursue.

"Phew … Looks like the first target wasn't me, but the homeroom teacher?" Bai Xiaowen heaved a sigh of relief and observed a moment of silence for the fat homeroom teacher. "But since she was a knight from medieval Europe, she should believe in the way of the knight. She wouldn't kill indiscriminately, right?"

Bai Xiaowen dashed into another basement on the side of the fork. Compared to the man-made basement, this basement was much narrower and lower, and the walls were uneven.

"This should be the basement that the plague rats dug."

Just as this thought flashed through Bai Xiaowen's mind, a gust of wind blew, and a black shadow pounced on him! In the dim vision, he could only see a pair of green eyes.

"Zombie rat!"

Bai Xiaowen didn't care about his image at all. He rolled on the ground and escaped, avoiding the zombie rat's pounce. However, the zombie rat's over six points of Dexterity came into play. It stepped on the rock wall, changed direction, and continued to pounce on Bai Xiaowen!

With a rip, the zombie rat pounced on Bai Xiaowen's back. It swung its sharp claws, and Bai Xiaowen's back clothes were torn apart. Fortunately, the machete tied to his back blocked the attack. Otherwise, with Bai Xiaowen's weak body, he would definitely be injured by the claw.

At this critical moment, Bai Xiaowen's mind was clear. He gritted his teeth and endured the burning pain on his back. He stomped his feet on the ground and activated his 4.5 Strength. Cracks even appeared on his military boots, showing the ferocity of his stomp!

Bang!

Bai Xiaowen's body crashed heavily into the rock wall.

The zombie rat lying on his back was almost squashed into a meat patty by the force of the crash. Its Hardened Skin was of no use in the face of such blunt force damage.

Bai Xiaowen didn't have it easy either, and he almost fainted. Fortunately, his Mental Strength was high, and he endured the pain of his spine shifting. He leaned against the rock wall and slowly sat down. The zombie rat's body was very close to him, but Bai Xiaowen had no intention of moving it.

"Battle ended. Strength 5, Accuracy 3, Continuity 3. Battle evaluation: excellent."

"Your basic specialty: Fighting proficiency has increased."

Bai Xiaowen heaved a sigh of relief as he glanced at the Proficiency of his Fighting Specialty that had increased by a large margin. Just now, when he killed the zombie rat, he had performed exceptionally well, and all the evaluations had exceeded his usual training standards.

In the digitalized spirit energy era, the explosive power of life could not be underestimated.

Bai Xiaowen turned on the searchlight and began to identify the parchment under the light.

The danger was not over yet. The truly terrifying one was the female knight from the Spiritual Realm. Bai Xiaowen needed to obtain more information, including the other party's goal, the source of the mutation in the Plague Rats' lair, and so on. Only then would he have a better chance of escaping with his life!

The writing on the parchment was in old Latin, scrawled and missing several pages.

Old Latin, like classical Chinese, was a subject taught in the regular classes.

Bai Xiaowen had learned Latin in his first year of high school before he was assigned to different classes. With his insane memory, he could still recall many Latin words after a quick search. Of course, he could not do anything about the grammatical structure and so on. He identified the parchment by relying on the vocabulary and guessing.

(This feeling is very satisfying. Poor students can imagine how it feels to read and comprehend English. Top students, please ignore them.)

Bai Xiaowen flipped through the parchment's records page by page, slowly sorting out the information.

It was a diary, and there was a line of words on the title page.

"I, Margao, am honored to become the servant of the Lionheart Empire's chief alchemist, Lord Farquhar. I swear to the Lord of Light that I will always be loyal to my master. "

Only then did Bai Xiaowen know the identity of the linen-robed corpse in the basement. It turned out that he was a servant named Margao.

"Year 1152 of the Light Calendar, July 9."

"Master is losing his temper more and more often. His Majesty the Emperor seems to trust the new alchemist more, and does not care about master's alchemy results. This month, two servants have already been beaten to death by master's Whip of Punishment. I do not wish to be the third. Lord of Light above. "

"Year 1152 of the Light Calendar, August 11."

"Today we went to the North County Monastery to pray. This is already the third time this month. Master seems to have become more devout recently."

"Master's temper has also improved. He has not acted up this month. This must be the blessing of the Lord of Light. Praise the Lord of Light! "

"Year 1152 of the Light Calendar, September 20."

"Unbelievable! Master is actually willing to accept me as an apprentice. This is such a rare opportunity! Praise the Lord! "

"Year 1152 of the Light Calendar, September 21."

"Master told me his plan and threatened to kill me if I didn't join him. God, I would rather not have heard of this crazy plan. He actually wants to steal the sealed soul stone of the North County Monastery! "

"That evil soul stone is closely guarded by the nuns of the North County Monastery. Those nuns who have given up on money, pleasure, family, love, and other human desires to dedicate their bodies and bodies to the Lord of Light are simply unreasonable lunatics. Anyone who dares to approach the soul stone will be mercilessly purified by them! "

There were many missing pages at the end of the diary. Through some scattered descriptions, Bai Xiaowen speculated that the "evil soul stone" should have been obtained by the royal alchemist Falca and his servant Margao.

It seemed that the nuns were not as scary as Margao described.

Bai Xiaowen continued to flip through the pages and found another relatively complete page of the log.

"Year 1153 of the Light Calendar, April 6."

"This is already the third time we have been on the run. Those crazy nuns actually persuaded His Majesty to send out powerful royal knights to hunt us down! Although the Lionheart Empire is big, there is no place for us to stay. "

"We are destined to leave our home and head towards the pearl of the port in the south – Waltram City. My master plans to find a ship there and cross the ocean to the New World. Before grasping the power of the evil soul stone and reaching the peak of alchemy, he swore not to return to the Lionheart Empire. "

"Year 1153 of the Light Calendar, May 30."

"In this seemingly endless pursuit and escape, I gradually discovered the changes in my master. His skin was getting paler and paler by the day, like a vampire crawling out of a tomb, which was daunting. However, my master's strength also increased day by day. He became faster and stronger. Is this the power of the evil soul stone? "

"Year 1153 of the Light Calendar, June 2."

"Praise the Lord of Light! Just as my master and I were forced to the end of our rope by the royal knights, a spatial crack appeared like a miracle! No matter what world is on the other side of the crack, we have no choice. "

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