When Gao Wen's first reaction was shocked: "I was cut down by the cultists? You have crossed the border of Tifeng once, but were not discovered by the Thirty-Feng defenders, but were cut down by the cultists?"

"A lot of things happened..." Saldrin sighed slightly, "After traveling on the mainland for seven hundred years, unexpected things still happen..."

"Sit down first and take a drink of water to rest," Gowen asked Saldrin to sit down and rest quickly, while frowning at the dark red blood marks on the other party's clothes that had dried up - the high-level Ranger made a black cloak and dark brown jacket that wandering adventurers often wore. There were no broken marks on both clothes, but the blood could be seen oozing and dry marks, which meant that the other party's wounds probably had not healed for a long time. "Amber, go and call Pittman - let him bring a ointment for the toxin. Don't go through the window..."

After Miss Half-Elf opened the window and ran straight to the southwest, Gao Wen took his gaze back from the window. He stared at Saldrin's eyes: "With your strength, how could you hurt this? What kind of cult are you meeting?"

"Everything will die," Saldrin smiled bitterly, saying a name that made Gao Wen familiar and troubled, "I was plotted against... When I went to the Magnificent Wall surveillance station, I met a silver elf druid who called himself Berna, who was disguised by a cultist..."

The high-level ranger told Gao Wen about his attacks by cultists in a few minutes. After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but frown and added: "To be honest, I'm a little uneasy. Although the fallen druid organization has always been very active, their main destruction and activities are limited to the human kingdom and some mountain kingdoms in the western part of the continent. They have never reached the head of the silver elves... This time, a deceased cult who has reached the peak of the high-level cult has crept into the elves' surveillance station. I'm very worried that they are planning some things that are not good for the Silver Empire, or even the Magnificent Wall..."

Gao Wen said while thinking, "Have you reported the situation to your motherland?"

"Of course," Saldrin nodded, "After forcing the other party to retreat, I went back to the surveillance station and reported the situation. The Elf King Court had already learned about it and said that it would start an investigation immediately, but you also know that with the cunning of those cultists... their real purpose is often hidden in layers of distracting vision. I am afraid that in the end, we will have to wait until they cause damage to us before we can figure out what those guys with broken brains are trying to do... I was originally going to rest in the surveillance station, but I was worried that those cultists would have subsequent actions against Ansu, so I rushed back first so that you can know these situations."

Speaking of this, a hesitant look suddenly appeared on Saldrin's face, and Gao Wen immediately noticed this: "What else do you find?"

"I don't know if it's an illusion," Saldrin shook his head. "When fighting with that cult, I always felt targeted. She seemed to know my fighting style and habits very well... If I hadn't brought some equipment beyond her expectations, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to come back so completely."

Gao Wen raised his eyebrows: "Is it your acquaintance?"

"I'm not sure," Saldrin shook his head, "The other party used another body and face at that time, which should be a depraved magic technique similar to the fusion of flesh and blood or devouring flesh. This made me unable to sense her true breath at all. Moreover, many depraved druids are keen to use flesh and blood magic to reshape their body. Even if it is really a 'acquaintance' standing in front of me, I will definitely not recognize it..."

At this moment, the knock on the door suddenly rang out. After the study door opened, Gao Wen saw that in addition to Amber and Pittman, Hetty and Rebecca were also outside.

"We met on the road!" Rebecca was the first to shout, "I heard that Mr. Ranger is back, so come and have a look!"

This girl's curiosity is always strong, and Gao Wen is not surprised by this. He just glanced at Hetty with a little curiosity: "It's rare that you will join in the fun with Rebecca."

Hetty did not answer, but just smiled gently, and shook the staff in his hand with blood grooves and eight corners. Gowen immediately knew that this big granddaughter was Rebecca's limiter...

"I'll take a look at your situation first," Pittman immediately entered the work state after entering the house, and walked towards Saldrin while speaking. Although he usually wandered around in the territory, he was still able to distinguish between the priorities and the urgency of the matter. The main reason is that if he couldn't tell the difference, he would easily be slapped by Gao Wen and beat him on the wall. "By the way, are you allergic to the ointment made by the blood vine?"

Saldrin shook his head while cooperating with untiing the clothes near the wound: "I was allergic three hundred years ago, but now I'm cured."

Blood Vine is a commonly used potion material for human druids. It is very effective to neutralize toxins in the blood and remove the flesh and blood infected by toxins. However, half of the silver elves are allergic to this medicinal material, so Pitman asked a question specifically to prevent the ointment he brought to prevent side effects.

"Some allergies can be 'cured' by contacting allergies to form adaptability, but it's better to be cautious if it's not necessary." Pittman, like a dedicated professional physician, began to examine Soldering's wounds while explaining this.

Covered by Saldrin's clothes, there was a wound that had been infected with toxins for many days and still had not healed. The flesh and blood there showed an abnormal dark purple-red color, and there were signs of dehydration like charred carbonization on the edges, but the blood oozing out of the wound was bright red.

This weird "infection" is obviously affected by magical power.

After a moment of checking, Pittman looked up at Saldrin and said, "You are good at it."

"I almost died under the toxins for a long time," Saldrin smiled. On the one hand, he said to Pittman, and on the other hand, he explained to Gao Wen, "The depraved druids of all things will eventually die are indeed very powerful. I originally wanted to leave my opponents with injuries, but I didn't expect it to be cost-effective at all... After experiencing the test of Gondor's wasteland, most of the people who survived have high resistance to toxins, which made me careless."

"Many of their highly toxic spells are cursed and elemental erosion at the same time. The simple toxic resistance is not very effective," Pittman shook his head. "Fortunately, you are a high-level ranger with a strong self-healing ability. You have already neutralized more than half of the toxins by yourself. I should be fine if I deal with it with it."

Saldrin silently watched Pittman take out magical dust, leaves, ointment and other objects from his wooden suitcase. A small druid purification altar was arranged on the spot, and then he began to use spells to dispel the remaining curse poison in his body. He felt that the erosion objects in his body that had tormented him for many days were fading away at an extremely fast speed. He couldn't help but say: "Your ritual spells are very powerful."

"I'm better at ritual druid spells," Pittman said casually while sprinkling the last handful of magic dust on the magic circle on the floor that was painted with ointment and spontaneously ignited under the action of magic. "This method of casting has a stronger effect, but it also requires more spell materials to be consumed. Don't forget to replenish me with the material money."

"Don't worry, I still have the money for this material," Saldrin said with a lot of laughter, "but then again, the saying of 'ritual sacrifice spell' is really quite ancient. Only a few druid sects of the classical sect are still using this statement, right? Contemporary druids have combined ritual sacrifice spells and ritual sacrifice spells into 'ritual magic'..."

"I am from the Ancestral Reincarnation Sect," Pitman said with a smug look on his face, with wrinkles on his face squeezed out, "So my spells and ointments are absolutely authentic, and you can't buy them anywhere else..."

Before he could finish speaking, Rebecca next to him interrupted: "Hey, weren't you still Lin Mu's heart last time?"

"He is still a natural spirit," Amber waved his hand, "Don't believe him. This old guy read all the books of the druid faction in order to cheat money. Then the customer believes in him will be who..."

Saldrin was not very adapted to the strange rhythms around Gao Wen, and it seemed a little embarrassed immediately, but fortunately Gao Wen took the initiative to continue the topic: "Apart from meeting cultists, what else should I report?"

"I was about to say," Saldrin nodded immediately. He looked around the room and confirmed that everyone here was the leaders of Cecil's various departments, and said with a serious expression, "I have received information that the Winter Wolf Castle on the border of Tifung was also attacked by aberrants."

"Winter Wolf Castle?" Gao Wen frowned, "If I remember correctly, it is the fortress guarded by the Wendel family... The one who controls the Winders Castle now should be Andersha Wendel, that young wolf general."

"Yes, I've been playing in her army before," Saldrin nodded, "The time when the attack on the Winter Wolf Castle was encountered should be only a few days apart from the attack on the Cecil leader. Considering the distance between the two places and the speed of the distortion, I suspect that the same group of monsters divided into two in the Dark Mountains..."

Gao Wen looked at Amber, who took the initiative to speak without waiting for him to speak: "The Military Intelligence Bureau has not reported yet - our intelligence network has just been barely distributed to various parts of the southern border, and there is no spare energy to penetrate the eastern border and beyond."

Gao Wen nodded. He also understood that the construction of the intelligence network is not overnight. Even with the assistance of cheating such as commercial networks and unfavorable alchemy business, it is not so easy to get the military intelligence bureau's stall.

"This news has probably been sent to the desks of the emperor Francis II and Tifon," Hetty is also a quick-thinking person. Unlike Rebecca, she has been dealing with various aristocratic forces all year round and is also very sensitive to the situation. "Ancestors, the situation between the two countries may change."
Chapter completed!