Shaman from Afar

Under the dim night, the cloaked figure approached three people; his cloak and armor were broken, his right arm was only half empty sleeves, his hair was messy, and his face was hungry ... Only a pair of eyes, according to the dark night Bright and radiant like a star.

There was only a dusty old sword hanging on the man's body, but the left hand clenching the hilt and the murderousness revealed in the sheath silently warned everyone how sharp it was ...

The shocked dwarf turned sharply, but he was shocked to find that the faces of Duke Byrne and the gray pupil were not a little nervous, but instead showed an expression of "it really was him".

That figure stood in front of the three people.

"You don't look surprised at all, do you?"

The oath knight glanced at the dark-haired wizard, his voice hoarse: "So ... you already know?"

"I wasn't sure before, but when I saw you, I was basically stable." Holding his shoulders, Loren smiled indifferently: "But why are you here, I remember you said you were going to Yunding Peak before you left. "

"The supreme king thought I wanted to preach in his king's court and drove me out." The vowed knight made no secrets and glanced at the distant siege position:

"When I came to see Byrne's army, I wanted to go directly to the barracks; I just met you and the two next to you, so I followed here all the way."

So to say ... he followed the way, did he still react a little bit?

Not only Lucien and the dwarf Paulis, but also the dark-haired wizard is a creepy ... This vowed knight, the strength is really becoming more and more unpredictable.

I remember when he was at the Boundary Mountain Fortress, he still didn't know how to hide his whereabouts, but now he can make himself not even aware of it without using "spiritual horizon" and "transcendental perception".

"Well, I haven't congratulated you yet, Lord Loren Turin." The oath knight said indifferently: "From a little wizard to Duke Byrne, must it be very fulfilling?"

Loren's expression stiffened, and the corner of his mouth twitched subconsciously.

"Then, that was an accident! Yes, accident." Under the eyes of four eyes, it seemed as if a clean Loren was caught from head to toe. of."

The indifferent oath knight said nothing, as if he had seen through his mind.

With a long sigh, Loren gave way to the hole behind him and introduced each other to two people who didn't know: "This is Paulis Mihailo, our friend and guide-he can take us through Go underground and enter the Silver Helmet Fortress. "

"This is ... uh, the oath knight of the Sacran Empire Church, the last" sword of oath ", a sword-going missionary; pious and superb."

"The people of the Yunling Kingdom do not believe in any religion, and order can bring us strength." The dwarf Paulis said indifferently, but he took the initiative to extend his right hand:

"Faith is a useless thing for the cowardly generation to indulge in anesthesia; pining hope on a gold and silver forged sculpture is simply ridiculous!"

As the words fell, Loren and the gray pupils widened their eyes almost simultaneously, staring nervously at the oath knight's hand holding the sword.

But in that hand, the lines did not move.

The oath knight nodded slightly, holding the rough palm of the dwarf with his right hand: "People who lose their faith are equal to loss of salvation; without awe, there is no gratitude, meaning that everything in this world is useless."

A missionary holding a sword and a dwarf flag officer, each speaking tit-for-tat, did not affect their apparent peace, and nodded to each other.

"Everyone is ready, remember to follow." Boris, who was muffled, turned around. "Don't go where I haven't been, don't touch where I haven't."

After talking, he took the lead in entering the cave, and the back of the five heads disappeared into the dark hole.

The black-haired wizard glanced in amazement at the oath knight.

"When I left Byrne, a young priest taught me a lot and benefited a lot." Sensing Loren's expression, he vowed the knight to say indifferently:

"He said that a person who does not believe in God is like being stubborn and does not know how to be grateful to his parents' children-you should tell him what is right, but forced preaching will only make his rift with his parents worse."

"Before their epiphany, we should respect and protect these children who have not yet grown up, because the love of parents is not repaid ... The same is true of the Holy Cross. Those who do not believe in God should also have a place in the kingdom of heaven."

Speaking of which, the vowed knight slightly ticked the corner of his mouth: "Lorren Turin you ... the one who has no faith, is not fighting the enemies of the Holy Cross?"

Why do you hear such familiar words?

Before frowning, Loren asked, and vowed that the knight patted him on the shoulder and walked into the cave first.

"Sir Loren?"

The gray pupil behind him stepped forward, carefully tentatively opening his mouth.

"Let's go." Loren looked back silently in the direction of the cave, and said meaningfully:

"It's getting late, and time is running out."

"Observe."

Luisen nodded solemnly, carrying out the orders of the black-haired wizard as before, and then followed into the dark cave.

The cave was dark and cold.

Although a group of people have torches and fluorite lamps, this light is not enough to illuminate all places; the narrow and closed dark space will not only make people feel dull and nervous, but also lose their judgment on the direction.

More importantly, it will lose its judgment on time.

"In other words ... since we all have fluorite lamps, why bring a torch?"

Perhaps it was because it was too dull, and the gray pupil who walked at the end couldn't help but say: "In case of encountering an enemy, do you have to raise your sword with one hand and fight with your sword?"

"The fluorite lamp is a gadget for your empire, who knows if it will be broken."

The dwarf who walked at the front replied sulkily, "The people of the Yunling Kingdom went to the mine to bring torches, not only for lighting, but also to save lives."

"Keep your life?"

"Yes, save your life." The dwarf didn't look back, and his dull voice echoed in the cave, looking eerie:

"If your torch is extinguished, you will know that the following path is not good;

If your torch suddenly brightens, you will know it ’s time to turn off the torch and go dark. "

Luisen, frightened by his voice, shivered, staring at the torch in his hand and moving on.

A group of people can only judge the path in front of them with only light. In the narrow path, the figure following the dwarf is difficult to shuttle.

Obviously, when the cave collapsed, it did not consider what to do with the "non-five-headed" physique other than the dwarf, and the dwarves had no plans to expand. Bang Bang.

The further you go deeper, the harder the road becomes, and the more blurred the direction becomes. It is difficult to figure out-in the end, Loren can only judge based on experience. They have probably walked for about a quarter of an hour and are always walking down. .

As for the specific direction ... it was already indistinguishable as early as a quarter of an hour.

Another quarter of an hour ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ maybe two quarters of an hour ... Before Loren and his team noticed the passage of time, they first felt that the ground under their feet had become different from the previous cave.

Not only is it much flatter, but it's also smoother and colder ... It's the coldness that can be felt through the bottom of the boot; the space above the head is also much wider, at least it no longer makes people feel depressed.

Indistinctly, Loren suddenly remembered the sewers before Eboden and the Imperial Capital; it was not because of the stone slabs at the foot, but their structure, which was inexplicably similar.

It ’s not similar, but it ’s exactly the same ... the dark pupil looks at the huge stone cave that “looks like” the entrance in front of you, and on the mottled and worn walls, you can see the bricks and stones that fell due to the beams and columns on both sides.

Lucien and the Oath Knight on the side seemed to be inquisitive and curious, and seemed to feel incredible about such a huge underground building.

I saw the dwarf walked to the cracked wall and repeatedly confirmed a few exposed support columns before slowly turning around; the burning torch only illuminated half of his face:

"You guys, please come in ... the oldest tunnel in the Yunling Kingdom, where Mithril was born!"