Shaman from Afar

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"Nederhog ... their goal is Niederhogg?"

For a moment of silence, Luisen's face was filled with disbelief, and his silver-gray pupils were trembling. The expression could no longer be described with surprise.

That is "fear".

Under the cold wind, the sweaty gray pupils tried their best to calm down. The right hand that gripped the hilt had stretched out the green muscles, and the rapid breath could not even keep up with his heartbeat!

Why ... why exactly ...

how could this be? !

The memory of the last trip to Niederhog flashed quickly in my mind, and countless doubts poured into my heart; Lucien gasped in a trance, but the last trace of reason in his heart did not make him completely mad.

Isaac on the side realized that Lucien was not quite right, and was stopped by Loren when he just wanted to say something, and nodded silently.

Now the mental condition of this gray pupil is obviously not right. It is likely that he has noticed something he ca n’t believe-if he interrupts him at this time, the consequences will be catastrophic.

Stopping Isaac, the dark-haired wizard returned to the endless army of monsters under the cliff, took a deep breath, and narrowed his eyes in contemplation.

The sudden order, the mystery of the Blood Skeleton Valley, and ... an unexpected army of monsters.

Whenever the dark-haired wizard thinks he has finally figured out a mystery, there will soon be another incredible "truth" thrown at himself, like a constantly changing maze, and there will never be an exit.

There are no clues, no ideas, no answers, only one incredible "truth."

One "accident" after another.

The atmosphere became more and more dignified, and after a few deep breaths, Lusien's expression gradually stabilized, and he bit his teeth to keep himself awake.

"feel better now?"

The dark-haired wizard on the side suddenly said.

The gray pupil did not speak, but nodded, biting his lower lip.

"That's good, because we all have to stay calm and sensible now, it's not a time for panic." Loren held his shoulder with a snap!

"I hate accidents and anything unexpected-but since it happened, then we have to solve and deal with these terrible things-calm down, understand ?!"

Nodding blankly, Lucien glanced at the dark-haired wizard, and then at Isaac Grantham next to him, his expression was a little helpless.

Seeing the bewilderment on the gray pupil's cheek, Loren couldn't help but sigh-no matter how talented he is, he is only a fourteen-year-old boy after all. It doesn't seem to be surprising.

Can you only think about other ways?

Now that the goal of the monsters is basically determined to be the Dragon King City, the initial plan can basically be declared invalid; the whole thing goes beyond its own ability and has reached the level of imperial safety!

The only thing I can do now is to figure out why they are here without launching an attack on the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain.

What happened, or ... what did they find?

Where is the crux of the problem and what are you missing? !

The missing rangers, the search team were attacked, and the outpost was completely destroyed ... If this is the "Evil God Apostle" had a premeditated plan, then everything that happened in the Valley of Blood Skeleton was to cover up its real goal .

In other words, if their target is really the Dragon King City, then the search team and the sentry tower are very easy to explain-even if knowing that this will cause vigilance in the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain, the evil spirit apostle is absolutely Will not let go of any one who discovers their true purpose.

It's just that they didn't expect that an obscure squad left the night before their raid, and also robbed them before finding Niederhog, who had been missing for many years.

If this is the case, then it is too "coincidental"!

"I have a question!"

Isaac suddenly raised his hand: "Well, it might be a bit inappropriate to say this now, but ... are we going back?"

Lusien looked at Loren with a complex look.

The black-haired wizard pondered for a moment, and then decided to say:

"No, let's move on."

"But ... this is no longer just an adventure in search of ancient civilizations; it is obvious that no matter what the goal of these monsters is, they would rather give up the opportunity to invade the empire and go to the Dragon King City, which means there is something more valuable there. thing."

"No matter what that thing is, you can't let them succeed!" The gray pupil suddenly pulled out his dagger and stuck it in the snow in front of him.

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To the east of the Valley of Blood Skeleton, a cave next to the cliff of an icefield.

The guardian knight holding "Can Star" in his arms sat silently by the bonfire, staring silently at the sparks spitting from the firewood, his eyes flashing.

The injuries on his body have been recovered, but the torn clothes will not recover ... The broken blouses and cloaks are like a speechless "shame cloth", telling him what he has experienced.

A figure in a black robe passed by him and sat cross-legged in front of the guard knight; the guard knight who sensed wanted to get up, but was stopped by the other party.

"Is the injury better?"

Although it was a word of concern, Farnesses remained expressionless, and a drop of cold sweat left on his frowning frown, as if trying to suppress something.

"... healed." The guard knight replied: "You can leave at any time, Master Farnesses!"

"Don't worry too much, the target is close to our eyes, we still have a lot of time." Turning the scriptures casually, Farnesses breathed lightly, and there was a trace of invisible fatigue in his eyes:

"Another day of rest, we will start tomorrow."

"Follow your orders." The guard knight who spoke silently whispered without looking back.

With a frown, Farnesses lowered the scripture in his hand:

"What do you seem to want to say?"

"I just think that Lord Fanesis is personally involved in danger. Perhaps it is not a wise decision-in this **** covered by evil spirits, even the power of the Holy Cross will be reduced." The guard knight silently said:

"Not to mention the sudden appearance of the Carrion Devil ... If the literature in the church is correct, such a large army of monsters appears, it is the beginning of the northern invasion!"

The voice of the guardian knight still echoed in the cave, and Farnesis' indifferent look narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Do you think I should go back to the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain and tell them this?"

"This is just a humble opinion of his subordinates, and only the Holy Cross can give you a will." The guard knight shook his head:

"But I always believe that the safety of the empire is the foundation of faith-if the army of evil gods violates the boundaries of the empire, the church will be hit hard, and it will inevitably cause turmoil in the belief of the Holy Cross!"

"Connold de Salion."

"grown ups?"

"When it was at the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain, did Connold de Salion tell you right in private?" Farnesses said slowly: "The safety of the empire is the root of the Holy Cross faith, which is not What you can say in the past. "

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Farnesses murmured: "If there is a real monster invading the empire, it is okay to be used once by this lord; but this time there will be no" invasion ", and their goal is not the Sakran Empire or the Holy. Cross Church. "

"There will be no invasion?" Suddenly a surprise appeared in the tone of the guard knight: "How do you know?"

"Because this is the will of the Holy Cross, this is the will of the Holy Cross ... It is the will of the Holy Cross that took me to the end of the world!"

Farnesses lowered his head and muttered, breathing more and more quickly, clutching his right arm:

"This is the will of Holy Cross ...

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