The Witcher: From the Academy of Knights

Chapter 90 Chaos
In the box, Sauron's eyes flashed.

"A follower of the Red God?"

A hint of thought appeared on his face. The sudden change caused the auction to fall into chaos, and the middle-aged man on the auction stage had a gloomy expression.

"It doesn't matter who you are!"

The middle-aged man said with a cold tone, "Since you dare to make trouble in the Silver Moon Chamber of Commerce, you must pay the price!"

While talking, several knights rushed towards the old man with vertical pupils.

"die!"

At the same time, the middle-aged man also uttered syllables, his figure seemed to turn into white mist, and he went straight to the old man with vertical pupils, and the magic power turned into double blades while waving his hands.

A trace of blood red flashed in the eyes of the old man with vertical pupils.

The next moment, hot flames ignited all over his body, and the atomized middle-aged man let out a scream, and immediately after, his whole body melted like a candle.

Seeing this scene, Sauron's pupils shrank.

The middle-aged man of the Campbell family is at least as strong as a third-level apprentice, and he is not a potionist like Polka who is not good at fighting.

However, when the opponent fought against the old man with vertical pupils, he ended up in a disastrous defeat in just a split second, and now he fell to the ground and his life was uncertain.

It can be seen from this that the strength of the old man with vertical pupils is terrifying.

"go!"

Immediately, Sauron rushed out of the auction hall without hesitation.

The grievances between the Red God believers and the Silver Moon Chamber of Commerce have nothing to do with him. If he doesn't leave now, it will be too bad luck to be caught in the pond soon.

Anyway, what Sauron wanted has already been obtained, so there is no point in staying here.

The auction hall was already in chaos.

There are not a few people who think like Sauron. Those wizard apprentices who were invited to participate in the auction initially wanted to help the Silvermoon Chamber of Commerce.

But now, seeing the terrifying strength of the old man with vertical pupils, they all fled to the outside of the auction hall, and no one wanted to suffer such an indiscriminate disaster.

As soon as he rushed out of the auction hall, Sauron encountered two men in red.

Their faces are covered with snake patterns, and their exposed skin also has tattoos like snake scales. Obviously, like the old man with vertical pupils, they are all so-called followers of the Red God.

"I have nothing to do with the Silver Moon Chamber of Commerce, I just came here to participate in the auction, can you let me go?"

Sauron said.

He didn't know the strength of these Red God believers, so he didn't want to conflict with them.

"Heretics who blaspheme the Red God must be judged!"

However, the two followers of the Red God didn't seem to intend to let Sauron go, one left and one right rushed up, their snake-like vertical pupils flashed with a strange light.

Sauron's expression sank.

Immediately, facing the two Red God believers who rushed up, he drew out the cross sword without hesitation and swung it at one of them.

Stab la la!
The cross blade slashed at the Red God believer, but was blocked by red scales, making a piercing sound, and a small gap appeared on the blade.

The next moment, another Red God believer waved his palm and attacked.

Sauron's heart trembled.

The palms of the followers of the Red God were as sharp as claws, and exuded a blood-red luster, as if they contained some kind of poison.

Sauron stepped back and threw away the cross sword in his hand.

"Try this!"

His eyes flickered, and he pulled out the Broken Star Cross Sword that he had photographed not long ago, and rushed forward without waiting for the Red God believer to react.

brush!
While waving the star-shattering cross sword, Sauron injected magic power, triggering the armor-piercing rune attached to this extraordinary item.

With this sword strike, a Red God believer screamed.

Even the scales like snake scales failed to block Sauron's attack, and the moment the sword blade slashed across, blood immediately splashed out.

"Heretic, how dare you hurt the people of the Red God!"

Next to him, another Red God believer was furious, his vertical pupils flickered, and the scales all over his body seemed to be on fire.

"Dark Soul Wave!"

Sauron uttered syllables, and with a wave of his hand, a wave of dark souls struck, directly knocking away the followers of the Red God in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, Sauron quickly ran towards the distance.

Under the night, the streets were in chaos. It seemed that not only the Silvermoon Chamber of Commerce, but also many Red God believers appeared in other places in Old Lington.

They seem to have premeditatedly launched a riot against Old Warrington tonight.

The shrill screams were heard endlessly, and flames erupted everywhere in the city, and those Red God believers destroyed everything indiscriminately like a group of lunatics.

On the street, Sauron stopped.

The chaos in the city intensified. A thought flashed in his eyes. After pondering for a moment, he walked quickly towards the manor.

"Master Kyle, what's going on outside?"

Sensing the chaos outside, Orion's face was pale, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he asked quickly after seeing Sauron's return.

However, Sauron had no time to chat nonsense with him.

Quickly coming to the underground palace of the manor, Sauron put away all the valuable things, and then drove a carriage to go out of the city.

"My lord! Please, take me with you!"

Seeing that Sauron seemed to want to run away, Orion became even more flustered, and quickly knelt down in front of the carriage, hoping that Sauron would take him with him.

"Step aside."

Sauron was expressionless, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Orion's heart trembled, but he didn't dare to stop him. He got up to get out of the way, but his eyes still showed the luster of prayer.

"Forget it, give these to you."

Sauron sighed in his heart, and threw a box to Orion, which was full of scorpion water potions, enough for a person to use for a long time.

"Scorpion water!"

Orion's eyes lit up, hesitantly said: "My lord, will you come back?"

"maybe."

Sauron shook his head and didn't waste any more time. He drove the carriage out of the manor and headed straight for Old Lington.

After successfully passing through the city gate, Sauron was relieved.

Sitting in the carriage, he turned his head and looked at the old Lington, which was full of flames, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"It's time to leave!"

When Sauron came to Old Lington, it was entirely for Orens. Now that he has obtained the scroll of soul-abduction, he naturally has no reason to stay.

What's more, there are still those Red God believers in the city.

Sauron didn't know exactly what these lunatics wanted to do, but he had a hunch that the chaos in Old Lington might not end easily in a short time.

After taking a deep breath, Sauron drove the carriage towards the Duchy of Tar.

Under the dark night, the carriage moved forward quickly, and the city behind was getting farther and farther away, and Sauron gradually came to a plain.

"Good harvest!"

Sitting in the carriage, Sauron's eyes flickered. This time he went to Old Lington, and he made a remarkable recovery. Not only did he get the scroll of soul drawing, but he also got Polka's inheritance.

Compared to the former, for Sauron, the latter seems to be of better value.

Not to mention the precious extraordinary materials and resources in the underground laboratory of the manor, just those books on potion science are an immeasurable wealth.

Especially those two intermediate potion formulas.

The carriage rolled forward, and Sauron looked leisurely. If all goes well, he will be able to return to the west of the Duchy of Tar within five days.

However, at this moment.

(End of this chapter)