Grandmaster Hunter of Age of Mythology

The magicians stood quietly, their eyes fixed on the owl circling in the air, with an unobstructed view.

These clever reconnaissance birds have become important helpers for them to obtain intelligence and confirm enemy deployments.

At the same time, a group of well-trained royal guards were quietly lurking in the dense jungle behind the church's armed forces, blocking the enemy's retreat.

Magician Nabulun showed a confident smile on his face, and said to his companions beside him: "My fellow comrades, now we will divide our troops into three groups according to the plan and launch a fierce attack from the front! Although the enemy may have noticed our actions, they obviously have not yet made effective countermeasures. This is the perfect opportunity for us to defeat them in one fell swoop. We must catch them off guard!"

After hearing the order, the magicians took action. Each group was equipped with several royal guards to provide long-range protection and ensure their safety during the journey.

As the team slowly moved forward, they gradually moved away from their starting point and had to march about two miles before they could officially engage in battle with the enemy.

The magicians were full of confidence in this battle, because with their nearly transparent battlefield perception, they knew every move of the enemy.

Soon, the magicians successfully took control of the battle. They skillfully manipulated the powerful puppets and rushed into the enemy camp like a surging tide. The magicians followed closely behind, chanting and performing various powerful magic attacks.

Faced with the sudden magical bombardment, the church's armed forces fell into chaos in an instant. They were terrified and had to choose to break out separately to seek a way out.

However, how could the imperial guards who had been lying in ambush let them escape so easily? Screams were heard one after another, and those armed members of the church who tried to escape fell under the sharp blades of the imperial guards.

In just over an hour, all 650 armed members of the church were wiped out.

At this time, the battlefield was filled with smoke and blood, and dozens of raging fires were burning in the forest.

These flames were all caused by the powerful magic cast by the magicians. However, after the battle, the magicians did not relax their vigilance, but quickly devoted themselves to the firefighting work, trying to control the spread of the fire to avoid causing greater losses.

Finally, after a tense and fierce battle, the fire was finally put out. The entire combat mission was successfully completed, and the magicians and the royal guards completed the task with their outstanding strength.

During this interval, Master Nabulun checked the injuries of the thirty royal guards and asked the magicians to treat them. He said emotionally:

"Thank you for your hard work, warriors. You have risked your lives to protect our magicians. Thank you for your hard work. Now take good care of your injuries..."

"Masters, you are too polite. This is our mission. Being injured is a soldier's honor. I would like to ask you to say a few good words in the battle report..."

"Of course. All of us magicians would like to thank you all. The battle in the jungle was hindered by many obstacles and the performance was not good. The royal guards should be credited with the greatest credit."

As they talked and laughed, the two families became close friends. After the forest fire was put out, they supported each other and returned to the campsite...

Although they were delayed for a while, they finally returned to Ankola City late at night, which showed that the church armed forces were in a desperate situation.

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In the dead of night, everything was silent, with only the cool moonlight shining on the earth. Kashin had been alone with the silver wolf these days, tracking the enemy relentlessly, and had traveled more than 200 miles.

At this time, he finally appeared in a small village five miles away from the post road.

The silver wolf was holding a human leg in its mouth and eating it with relish, as if it was enjoying the joy of getting the spoils after a fierce battle.

The sound of its sharp teeth crushing bones was particularly clear in the silent night.

Looking around, the whole village was like a dead city, with almost no sound to be heard.

However, more than a thousand bodies of church members were lying on the ground, blood dyed a large area of ​​land red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Kashin's armor was covered in blood, witnessing one fierce battle after another.

After four days and three nights of sleepless pursuit, Kashin went through eight fierce battles.

He secretly estimated in his heart that the armed forces of the church should be getting weaker and weaker. There were only a few of the 3,000 people left. He killed 3,000 church armed forces by himself and made them retreat step by step.

Only the paladins were able to fight back, but even so, they eventually fell under Kashen's powerful arrows.

However, despite having achieved such brilliant results, Kashin still did not kill the white-robed priest he was pursuing.

He couldn't help but sigh helplessly: "The white-robed priest is really good at running! If it weren't for these church armed forces trying their best to stop you, how could you escape from me..."

At this moment, a faint cry suddenly came into Kashin's ears. He looked in the direction of the sound and found that the cry came from a stone house, and it sounded like the voice of a baby.

So Kashin walked towards the stone house without hesitation. Since the door had been smashed to pieces by the hammer he had swung earlier, he could walk straight into the house without any obstacles...

The baby's parents had already been killed by Kashin, and who let the whole village warmly entertain the church militia? This is the result.

The country of the future will not give the believers any room to eat. Religious people are grateful to the Lord and only recognize the pastor. This is extremely ungrateful...

Kashin opened the closet and found a cute baby girl hidden there, which shows how much her parents wanted to protect their child.

“Hey, although you are innocent, it is a pity that you died like this, but I have to go hunt down the church armed forces. Come on, I will feed you some cheese and butter, and come back to see you when I go back. If you are still alive, I will take you away.

If you die, it means you are unlucky and cannot enjoy wealth! Killing the whole village is a drastic measure for the country to cure its disease. There is no right or wrong, it is just the right thing to do. In order for the whole country to no longer be ignorant and dark, some believers must die. You know! People have to pay a price for what they believe in... "

After Kashin held the baby girl and talked to her for a while, he mixed cheese, butter and some water into a paste and fed it to the baby girl, and the crying stopped...

The baby was put back into the closet, and Kashin left the stone house with a sigh.

At this time, the silver wolf had already eaten its fill and was lying on the ground with its eyes closed to rest.

"Silver Wolf, let's continue tracking!"

Silver Wolf still didn't want to get up, and Kashin suddenly realized that he could meditate to restore his energy while traveling. Silver Wolf didn't sleep for two days and one night, and he was determined to fight and travel.

"Okay, you are tired, so we won't leave tonight. Let's take a rest before we go." Kashin sat next to the silver wolf, stroked its big head, and let the silver wolf rest in his arms for a good night.