foreigner's journey

Chapter 562 In front of the oak table
Just now it was a messy battlefield with fallen trees and flying mud, but now it has become a large field full of flowers and green grass.

The air is filled with flickering light spots, fluttering like fireflies in the sky.In the middle of the field, there is an unusually huge and ancient tree, the trunk of which naturally grows into the shape of a house, forming a warm and mysterious three-story tree house.

There are large and small stone statues scattered around the field, and these stone statues carved into chubby figures are covered with moss.

Rong Qishi quietly appeared beside Heather, stepped barefoot among the grass, and raised her head slightly: "There are a large number of 'elemental spirits' in the air, and the time and space here are very different from the outside world, not the present world. "

Heather dismantled the absolute kingship and took off the hood: "The Nether Realm?"

"Almost, it's more appropriate to call it a 'narrow valley'. This place is in the gap between the world and the underworld."

Yan Qishi pointed to the dark forest in the deepest part of the wilderness:
"There, even with a physical body, you can enter the entrance of the Netherworld. It can be said to be a border land."

Heather let out a 'roar', as if it was the same.

The horseshoes stepped on the green grass, and the skeleton knight steered the horse slowly past them, changing from the previous murderous appearance, appearing quiet and peaceful.

"Look, he looks more like a heartbroken man who came to see his old lover." Heather said quietly to Qi Shi, Qi Shi nodded.

The skeleton knight in the distance glanced sideways at Heather, then jumped off his horse and walked up the steps formed by the tree trunks step by step.

Look at this impatient look, hey hey, at least be a little reserved, my lord Overlord!
Heather and Qishi looked at each other and walked up the steps.Pushing open the wooden door, what greets the eyes is a jungle-like interior decoration, full of unnamed green plants and fruits, as well as large and small bottles and jars, and many cloth bags with names.

Heather picked up a small stone on the table, weighed it, and put it back on the spot. The profession of witches is very proficient in herbalism, and they can make all kinds of potions, so there are many people who are good at medicine in witch hunting activities. The folk doctor was captured and burned to death as a witch.

All the way to the second floor, the door of the main hall opened automatically.

I saw the huge floor-to-ceiling windows reflecting the sunlight, and in the center of the main hall surrounded by countless flowers, sat a graceful and elegant old lady.

She was wearing a simple long skirt and a turban on her head. Even though she was old, she could still see the beauty of her youth from her face.

The skeleton knight stood in the middle of the main hall and looked out the window, very quiet.The old woman glanced at the skeleton knight with a smile, then looked at Heather and Qishi, stood up from the chair with some difficulty and smiled:

"Welcome to the Pavilion of the Spirit Tree. I am the owner of this pavilion, Flora."

"I have heard of your name for a long time." Heather and Qishi bowed slightly to Flora.

Flora looked at the skeleton knight next to her: "My old friend clashed with the two because he was worried about my safety. Can I apologize to the two on his behalf?"

As she spoke, she put her hands on her skirt and bowed gracefully.

"I'm not just here to look for you, witch Flora. This skeleton knight is also my target. It was a friendly exchange just now, and I can't talk about forgiveness. Am I right, [Overlord]?"

When Heather said the title of 'Overlord', the witch Flora looked a little surprised, and the skeleton knight also turned from the window to look at Heather, and asked after a moment of silence, "You know my identity."

"Garselik, the overlord who unified the continent thousands of years ago, do you need me to explain in more detail?"

Heather found a chair and sat down, Qishi stood beside him.

"Old friends, why not sit down and have a good talk, I will make you a pot of good tea. I have a hunch that this will be a conversation about the future destiny of the entire world."

She clapped her hands with a smile: "Shirki?"

"Master, I'm here." A green-haired little girl with a pointed wizard hat came out of the back room timidly. She was holding a twisted mage's wooden staff, dressed in a witch's robe, and beside her was a little girl with a similar size. The bird's pink goblin looks more like a "wizard" than Heather.

"There are distinguished guests visiting, can I trouble you to prepare some refreshments?"

"Okay, okay." Shi Erji nodded, turned his head to look at Heather, and found that the super-looking black-haired man blinked at him, and suddenly turned red with fright and ran out of the main hall.

Flora smiled helplessly: "Please don't tease my apprentice too much, this..."

"Heather, I'm at your service." Heather stroked her chest and bowed slightly, then pointed to Qishi beside her: "This is Qishi, my...partner."

Qishi held the corner of her skirt and gave an elegant lady's salute.

Not long after, various refreshments and several cups of steaming black tea were placed on the long oak table on the open-air balcony outside the house on the second floor.

Flora, Heather, and Qishi were sitting at the table talking nonsense and sipping tea while the skeleton knight was still standing by the balcony looking towards the forest in the distance.The war horse in bone armor stayed quietly beside the Spirit Tree Pavilion, and the little witch Shirki was squatting beside it timidly and curiously observing it.

The teacup was gently placed on the long-leaf woven coaster, and Flora looked at Heather across the long table: "Mr. Heather, you came to the Spirit Tree Forest to look for me and my old friend, may I ask why? What's up?"

Heather wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin, and said frankly, "I came to look for you because you may be my most steadfast allies in this world."

"Allies?" Flora was a little puzzled.

Heather smiled slightly, dipped her fingers into the teacup to dip some tea, and then drew a strange symbol on the desktop:

"I'm going to deal with the five guys standing behind these guys."

This is……!Seeing the symbols drawn with tea on the table, Flora suddenly became serious, and the skeleton knight also turned her head.

"...How do you know there are five?" The Skeleton Knight's voice was low.

"A hand of God appears every 216 years, and a dark age begins every 1080 years. Thousands of years ago, your huge empire was completely destroyed overnight, and [Archangel Potter] became the key fifth hand of God .And now, the [Eagle] recorded in the Apocalypse has appeared, this is the best opportunity."

Heather tapped the oak table rhythmically with her fingers:

"You have hunted and killed the Hand of God, and the witch Flora is your strong backing, but in the face of the dark age that has reappeared after a thousand years, do you have the confidence to wipe them all out?"

The skeleton knight folded his arms on his chest, and said in a low voice unhurriedly: "This is a protracted war, outsiders. Hunting the hand of God is definitely not something that ordinary swords can do. There is only a slight chance to inflict serious damage on their bodies. Annihilate them all... Hey, you are quite courageous."

Regarding the words of the skeleton knight, Heather shrugged her shoulders irrefutably, and turned to look at Flora: "What about you, witch?"

"Mr. Heather, the hand of God has no body in the real world. If you are lucky enough to see them, what you see is just the reflection of their bodies in the deepest part of the nether world projected in the real world." ’. Slashing the reflection of the moon on the water with a sword has no effect on the moon hanging high in the night sky except to make the water surface ripple.”

Flora sighed softly:
"I'm glad to see that there are brave people who are willing to stand up against the Hand of God, but hunting for the Hand of God requires a long-term plan."

(End of this chapter)