God seal

After Duyi Shenlin failed, Yvonne and Direl took the opportunity to escape, and the elves couldn't catch up, and they had no time to chase.

Because there are still many troubles waiting for them to solve.

Polis folded his wings and fell from the sky. He frowned and looked at the mess on the ground.

"I couldn't believe it when I received your request for help. Now I understand that you and the entire Temple of Light are on the same page. No wonder you put down your face and came to me for help. Huh? What's wrong?"

He keenly noticed that the elf seemed to be a little out of shape.

"Sarandir!"

"Your Highness."

The elves who were cruising the Great Rift Valley also gathered together at this time. After the battle, they inevitably surrounded Searle and asked questions.

"Is that the God of Light just now?"

"Are you injured?"

"Archie went back to find you, didn't you meet him?"

Hearing the name Archie, Searle came back to his senses.

"Isn't he dead?"

"Who said he was dead?" the elf warriors asked in surprise.

Searle: "..."

Archie Bailey did not die, and Bethien replaced him. If Searle has not come to this point, he will have lived for more than 300 years in vain.

"Back to the sea of ​​trees."

He said.

Bethian is dead, and only Archie Bailey knows what the truth is.

And Archie Bailey, whom Searle was thinking of, crawled out of the ruins just now, but was surprised to find that his grandson had been resurrected by Archmage Bailey, who heard the sound and was surprised to find his grandson resurrected.

"Archie Bailey! You boy is still alive!"

"It hurts, it hurts! Grandfather, hey, ancestor, please forgive me."

"I spared you?" Archmage Bailey was so angry that he had already paid no attention to the so-called sage's demeanor, "Where have you been for so long? When someone came to tell me about your death, did you think that I was What mood? You ran to the holy city to report without the power to restrain a chicken, what consequences have you thought about? If our Bailey family has no successors! I only ask you!"

"Can I not be like this? But at that time, should I ask you for help?" Archie was also scolded, "Knowing that my own grandfather was involved in such a conspiracy, have you ever thought about my feelings?" ?"

Archmage Bailey froze for a moment, then said dejectedly: "...It's me, it's me who is obsessed with ghosts."

Seeing this, Archie couldn't bear it and said: "Don't say that. Now that we are all in Sarandir's camp, we should stop helping the evildoers."

Archmage Bailey couldn't help but glared at him, "Then you want to fight against the Temple of Light? How many combat powers are there in the Sea of ​​Elf Trees?" He pointed to the almost ruined jungle, "There are still coalition forces on the opposite side. Do you think that Sarandir and the others can survive to the end? If it wasn’t for revenge for you, I wouldn’t… oh.” The old mage sighed and said, “Unless there are thousands of troops descending from the sky now, today, you, my grandparents and grandchildren Both of them will be buried here."

The old mage was getting old, so he couldn't help muttering.

"Poor you, as a descendant of my Bailey family, you are still a sorcerer's apprentice. Not only are the five elements unpopular, but even the most serious spells are incoherent."

"If I go underground, what face do I have to meet my ancestors?"

"grandfather!"

"And you are still so careless, I really don't want to die."

"Shut up!" Archie interrupted him, pointing to the sky behind the old mage, "Look, the army you want is here!"

Archmage Bailey didn't believe his grandson's nonsense, but when he looked back, he almost thought he was old and dim-sighted.At dusk, thousands of knights on pegasus descended from the sky through the clouds and rays of light.Behind them, the red dragon Red and Brian, who were teleported away, also slowly returned.

……

Searle's plan to return to the Sea of ​​Trees immediately was aborted.He couldn't leave the thousands of wounded elf warriors alone.

With the help of Polis and his Pegasus knights, the wounded were quickly moved out of the battlefield, but how to place the wounded was another question.The human towns near the Great Rift Valley are thousands of miles away, and they are under the jurisdiction of the Temple of Light.Searle didn't want to ask for trouble again at this time.

"The flying speed of Pegasus is only second to that of the giant dragon, but its load-bearing capacity is far inferior. If we want to carry your kindred away, our flying speed will only be one-third of the original speed, and it will take three days to reach the sea of ​​trees. If you encounter another attack from the Temple of Light along the way, you will be unable to deal with it."

For various reasons, Searle finally decided not to return to the sea of ​​trees for the time being, but to find a nearby place to house the injured elves before making further plans.

Polis looked at the map with him, and finally decided to go east along the Great Rift Valley to the Devil's Abyss.For them, compared to the human towns controlled by the belief of the God of Light, the demons are not so terrible.

"Besides, the God of Light has just come into the world, and the demons don't dare to make a comeback for the time being. This is a safe period for us."

Now that the plan has been set, it only needs to be implemented step by step.

When they were about to leave, the elves grabbed handfuls of flying dust from the desolate Great Rift Valley and sprinkled it into the air. The shroud of horse leather could not be returned, but the souls of the dead elves seemed to be found in this fluttering. comfort.

The road to the east was not smooth, and there were no harassment from demons several times.Diseases, injuries, and harsh natural conditions are still no small challenges.

Most of the Pegasus knights brought by Polis followed Monte to the Sea of ​​Trees, half of the remaining ones were to serve as guards, and the other half were to serve as carriages, and they had no time to rest at all.In this way, they marched all the way, and finally on the fifth day, they saw the edge of the abyss.

It was pitch black, with no land, no boundaries, not even up and down and directions.Once a person falls to this place, it seems that even the soul will be swallowed by darkness.

The continuous green of the mountains, it seems that the earth has been wiped out by a thick ink, and it stops abruptly.

"After so many years, this place still hasn't changed at all."

Polis couldn't help sighing as he looked at the spectacle in front of him.

"I heard that the evil god is sleeping under this abyss, and the ancient continent that was once sunk by it has also sunk under the abyss. It's really curious what it looks like below."

He turned around, only to see Searle fiddling with a small glass bottle, with something glowing faintly inside.

"What is this?" Polis couldn't help leaning over.

"It's nothing." Searle put the chain with the vial back into his collar, and asked, "You brought so many people out, what about the affairs in the south?"

Polis didn't care and said, "Let them do whatever they want, I just need to take care of my own one-third of an acre of land."

When Searle heard his tone, he knew that the current situation of the Southern Freedom League was not as expected.It's right to think about it, even Leviathan's demon hybrids who believe in evil gods are mixed in, and the Southern Freedom League will only be more chaotic than their side.

But the original intention of Bastard Polis to establish the Southern Liberty League has become a complete joke.Although it became a sanctuary for mixed-bloods, as more and more mixed-bloods joined in, people's hearts became more and more complicated, and it became a country where each was king and the order was chaotic.

Polis was not good at political struggles, so he must have been squeezed out a lot in recent years.But seeing these Pegasus knights, one can know that there are still many people who are willing to follow him.

Searle thought for a while and said: "How about we build a real 'Freedom Alliance'. Not only include the South, but let all the mixed-race, homeless, persecuted, and unfree people in the North and South, All can live freely, all have the right to say 'no', all have their own choices and opinions, and all can no longer be discriminated against and unfairly based on belief, race, gender or any other reason, such a free country."

Polis stared at him with his mouth wide open.It's not that he doesn't believe in Searle, it's just that he knows that this old friend doesn't like to be involved in the vortex of power in the secular world.

"You... why did you say this all of a sudden?"

"Because I understand now that it's not that I don't want to be contaminated by power, so power won't interfere with me." Searle looked at the north, "It's also because our next enemy, without a doubt, possesses the most powerful power in the world at present, strength and ambition."

Temple of Light.

Polis suddenly laughed.

"That must be a very difficult road."

Searle held the vial in his arms.Yingying light can start a prairie fire.

"No matter how difficult it is, you might as well give it a try."