Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 430: The pain is not in vain
Inside the Bank of Cław.

Ian sat quietly on the chair, facing Zhang's desk that was taken out of a piece of earthen stone.

The stone table showed a transparent amber color like pine resin, and there seemed to be nebula-like flocs slowly swimming inside.

That's excess earth elemental energy.

This material has extremely strong magic malleability and is a good conductor of the earth element.

In addition, the biggest feature is that it is smooth enough to leave no traces on anything you do on the table.

For example, even though the dwarf sitting at the table like a mountain of meat was sweating non-stop, and the fine-quality handkerchief was stained with sticky sweat, there was a thin layer of earth element when the handkerchief was placed on the table. Blocked it off.

"Lord Hodel, your visit is really surprising."

"I didn't expect you to become governor, Jon."

Ian slowly opened the tea can carved from a piece of jade and took out a handful of fragrant dry tea leaves.

"Sand grass?" He asked slightly surprised: "Is this kind of tea expensive? I remember your teacher, Old Wall, used to like this the most. Unfortunately, it only grows on the seaside. It is too expensive to transport it. It seems that you are quite capable. Now that the void capsule is hard to use, the price should be higher, right?"

Jon smiled shamefully: "I...I know some mules, so I have a discount on the price..."

"Oh, yeah, that's not bad."

Ian raised the water glass and slowly filled it with water.

Thin water jets fell into the cup, making a crisp sound.

The voice became louder and louder, just like Jon's anxious heart at the moment.

He seemed to be waiting, but also seemed to be very scared.

Suddenly, there were two muffled "buzzing" sounds in the air, as if something pierced the air and flew towards Ian at high speed.

But just when the two arrows coated with black poison were about to penetrate Ian's body, they popped into a layer of earth-yellow shield.

The two killers didn't even show up. Seeing that the magic arrows couldn't even penetrate each other's shields, they made a quick decision to leave.

But then they noticed that their feet had stepped on the sand at some point. The hard floor originally paved with stone bricks was now like fine quicksand, swallowing up their ankles in the blink of an eye.

They tried to pull out their feet, but the gravity suddenly increased. The two of them stumbled and almost fell into the sand. It took a lot of effort to even straighten up.

At this point, they no longer concealed their identities and appeared as dwarves.

In the next second, both of them turned to stone. Their bodies were like sculptures, suddenly turned into powder, and disappeared into the quicksand under their feet in the blink of an eye, as if they were submerged in water.

Dwarves love everything related to earth and stone, so the choice of skills is also related to this.

Shadow travel, which is loved by rogues, becomes stone escape in the hands of dwarves.

Although the spellcasting requirements are more demanding than Shadow Travel, it also has an additional feature, namely extremely high magic and physical bleeding resistance.

Relying on this resistance, the two of them broke free instantly and were about to leave the living room with the help of Ian's magic.

But suddenly, they heard a crisp sound of snapping fingers.

"Snapped"

All spells have been cancelled.

The flowing sand returned to its original shape, and the heavy gravity completely disappeared.

This made the two squirming lumps of quicksand particularly conspicuous.

The clear amber ground stabbed out from where the two were, building an expensive cage, trapping the two assassins in it.

Dwarves love anything to do with earth and stone.

Building materials are no exception.

This was both in response to the earthquakes that often occurred in the south, and also because they had control over building materials and could build houses like kneading plasticine.

This also gives Ian the advantage of playing at home.

Ian clapped his hands, blew away the non-existent ash on his hands, and looked at Jon who was completely dumbfounded.

A large piece of the desk that originally separated the two of them collapsed in the middle, which was obviously extracted by Ian as a spellcasting material.

"Is this the welcome ceremony you prepared for me?"

Jon was dumbfounded.

These were two level five assassins whom he hired at a high price, and they were also equipped with expensive eternal sleep potions.

He knew that Ian was extremely lucky, and ordinary poisons might be discovered by him by chance - all kinds of outrageous possibilities.

Therefore, he prepared the Eternal Sleep Potion, a potion whose first reaction is a "soothing" effect.

But he never expected that such elaborate design would be useless at all.

Ian himself is so strong...Is this...is this still the same Ian Hodder?
When did he discover the assassin, and when did his spell become so powerful?
"I-I don't know about this...how can you doubt me!"

Jon wildly waved a pair of fleshy palms to deny: "I didn't even know you would come back at this time, so how could you arrange a killer?"

"Then what is this?"

A clear voice suddenly came from behind Jon.

The fat dwarf was so frightened that he jumped out of his chair.

"W-who is it?"

He turned around with difficulty and saw an illusory elf girl floating in the air, a thin body wearing black and red leather armor holding the stone.

This was the messenger stone he installed on the roof of the bank.

"There is a miniature magic circle on this desk. As long as the magic circle is activated, the signal will be transmitted to the stone on the top of the bank, and then it will control the weathercock named 'Claw' on the roof to accelerate its rotation. , so as to inform the people who have already arranged to come. "

Dailin folded her arms and explained coldly:

“Moreover, our carriage was noticed when it entered Longyan City, and then you sent out the signal, thus arranging manpower in advance.

"And these two are elites from the local killer organization 'Dumb Stone'. The rewards you gave them are still hidden on your body. The evidence is conclusive, and you still want to deny it!?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the two trapped dwarves groped at her body one after another, trying to destroy the evidence.

Before Ian could stop him, Delin pulled out two checks with Jon's seal from Teacher Xia's pocket.

"I didn't expect it! The evidence has been touched by me, oh no, it was him!"

Ian rolled his eyes.

Teacher Xia also wanted to read it, but unfortunately he had no eyes.

Although he was very nervous, Jon still felt that he was involved in some kind of shameful play and wanted to escape.

"This is a misunderstanding. The people under my command must be unclean. I..."

"Jon."

Ian interrupted, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

"We can talk about these things later. Take me to get some things."

"what?"

Dai Lin was immediately unhappy: "This is clearly irrefutable evidence, so we should be directly convicted!"

"This is not the Whispering Woods."

Ian glared at her.

"Humph!"

Dailin shrank back unhappily.

Although Jon didn't know what the two of them were doing - strictly speaking, ever since Ian killed the two killers resolutely, his mind had been a ball of mud.

But he suddenly realized that the two of them were at odds.

As for this guy who looks like a skeleton... he's probably just a puppet.

Strange combination.

This is definitely an opportunity!
He wiped his sweat and said, "Okay, what do you want to get?"

"follow me."

Ian led the president out of the living room. Before leaving, he sealed the doors and windows here with stones. In addition, the Tulon Stone cage was filled with the mana of his sixth-level totem master. Unless the two wanderers changed, It will ooze out into liquid, otherwise prepare to rot and die inside.

Accompanied by the president himself, and with senior guards nodding and bowing to the three of them along the way, they arrived at the highest-standard storage area smoothly.

After finding the location, Ian took out a keystone and waved it at the safe made of fine gold, and the hard shell softened.

He put his hand in, fumbled around for a while, and took out a notebook.

He rolled his eyes in silence, and then handed the note to Jon:

"Read it."

Jon didn't know why, so he read the words on it and said:

"?Year?Month, the alchemist who hired the dumb stone poisoned Wolf Greystone, the client, Jon..."

puff

Jon knelt on the ground, heartbroken.

(End of this chapter)