Chapter 239 Drowning in the Light

The carriage began to turn, and Lily almost fell to the ground amid the violent shaking and turbulence. She couldn't help but firmly grasp the car window with one hand and hug Hulls with the other, and it took a while for her to stabilize.

There was a loud noise outside the carriage. After the northern knights saw the enemy in front, they adjusted their formation while shouting, pulled down their masks, pulled out the weapons they carried on their saddles, and began to meet the enemy.

Lily, who stayed in the carriage, only felt that the carriage was being driven to turn sharply, and the sound of fighting began to come from the back of the carriage.

The sound of galloping horses' hooves, the sound of blades colliding, and roaring and shouting, one after another, was also mixed with the sound of swords piercing flesh and blood, which made people worry and uneasy.

In the wilderness, the Knights of Roses, who had been waiting here, rushed down the hillside, formed a fan-shaped array, and headed straight for the carriage where Lily was, while those northern knights desperately resisted the block, and the two sides charged against each other on horseback. More than 20 people were directly stabbed and fell to the ground, and then there was a fierce close-quarters battle.

Although the speed of the carriage was already very fast, it was still not enough compared to the excellent monster mounts of the Rose Knights.

Soon, Lily heard the fierce sound of swords slamming from outside the car window.

"Hey—" On the wall of the carriage, a sharp sword suddenly stabbed and cut Lily's arm, but the sword was quickly drawn out again, blocked by the northern knights outside.

Frightened by this, Lily had to keep Hulls in her arms, away from the car walls on both sides.

But even so, the situation is getting worse and worse. Gradually, there are fewer and fewer knights in the north surviving, and Lily's heart is sinking step by step.

She touched the dagger on the side of her waist, ready to use it as a final resistance, when a harder metal product came from the touch on the side of her hand.

"This is……"

She took it out and found that it was the rattle given by the knight of the Death Scythe in the Glyph Fortress the day before yesterday.

'Ring this bell when it's dangerous. ' This was the message the knight gave her.

At this time, I can only try.

She nervously shook the slightly heavy and ancient bell. The bell tongue did not sound with her frequency, but hit the inner wall of the bell at a slow speed, making a cold and distant sound.

It was like the sound of a bell in the middle of the night in an empty church. Although the sound of the bell was not loud, it could be heard far away in the wilderness.

At first, Lily thought it was some kind of special treasure, but after the bell rang for a while, it gradually stopped. At this time, the battle outside remained unchanged and there was no improvement.

This made Lily feel depressed and hopeless.

Time began to pass, the knights of the north fell one by one, and the team of the Knights of the Rose began to gain an overwhelming advantage in the battle.

Although there are only about 60 people, for the remaining 30 or so northern knights, it is already a peak that cannot be crossed.

"Shh-"

A long and narrow bloodstain splattered on the carriage, dyed red.

Lily hugged Hulls, her palms trembling a little.

There is not much time left.

Just when the detachment of the Knights of the Roses was about to control the carriage, a strange sound of horse hooves came from the dark night, followed by a burst of exclamation.

A group of ghostly knights appeared in the night, about 20 of them, their bodies glowing with a faint blue light, riding ghost warhorses, wearing dark steel armor, and nothing on their necks.

Necronomicon 5 Headless Ghost Rider

This is a powerful corpse warrior created by necromancers during the Quicksilver Dynasty. Their heads were lost in death and then resurrected by necromancers.

'To the dead, the head is but decoration. ’

In order to reduce weight, avoid unnecessary loopholes, and maintain team consistency, necromancers often remove the ghost rider's head.

In this way, there is no way for outsiders to know whether this Ghost Rider was a human, an orc, or an elf during his lifetime.

As soon as they appeared, these Ghost Riders began to charge.

That strange figure, passing through the pitch-black night, attracted the attention of the members of the Knights of the Rose who were fighting.

"superior!"

Although I don't know who recruited these ghost knights, they will never be their own. In order to prevent the queen from being rescued, they have another task.

During the battle, lances and long swords pierced into the bodies of these ghost knights, without blood and sound. The methods used against the living often fail to work against these beings.

But correspondingly, the attacks of these ghost knights are also more special and strange. The blade cuts across the body, making people feel a kind of cold that touches the soul.

Some members of the Knights of the Roses froze, and it often took a second or two before they could react and recover, and in the duel of the masters, missing a second or two was often fatal.

The members of the Rose Knights who were chasing also began to be injured, and they could not help but treat these enemies with seriousness, and their spirits were also concentrated.

After several confrontations, gradually, they also realized how to deal with these ghost knights, and began to regain control of the battlefield.

However, when these enemies were fighting the Ghost Rider, the carriage took Lily to the other side of the wilderness, and finally escaped by taking advantage of this rare opportunity.

In the darkness of the night, the lantern show hanging on the front of the car swayed, and the situation ahead could not be seen clearly.

Gradually, Lily finally felt that the carriage had stabilized, and at this time they did not

I know where I ran to, it was pitch black everywhere.

The horse pulling the carriage was already exhausted, and the speed gradually slowed down. At this time, Lily carefully leaned out of the car door.

The carriage stopped in place, and Lily led Hulls down the steps, stepped into the calf-deep grass, and looked around.

'It's good that His Majesty is still alive. ' A familiar voice came from the front of the carriage, and Lily looked back, only to find that it was the witch who helped her treat her on weekdays.

The witch's gray robe was covered in blood, and her cloak coat was mostly broken. She and the only northern knight who was driving jumped out of the carriage and walked slowly to Lily to check on her and Hels.

After finding that the little prince seemed to be safe and Lily was only slightly injured, the expressions of the two of them eased slightly.

Lily: "Where is this place?"

Witch: "I don't know for now, but we should have left the Oyster Plains. There is a clear difference between the grass here and there."

The witch squatted down, a tiny ball of light lit up in the palm of her hand, reflecting the earth full of insects, and pushed aside the weeds under her feet to observe carefully.

"It seems to be more fertile here, and it seems that there is plenty of rain, which means that we should not be far from the coastline."

"It's good news," said the knight in the helmet.

Witch: "Your Majesty, let's rest for a while. We will take turns to keep vigil. Although we are not completely out of danger now, the horse's physical strength has reached its limit, and it is difficult to tell the direction when walking at night."

"It can only be the."

Lily, who had escaped again, nodded, took Hulls to eat some food, and then returned to the carriage to rest.

Lying on the sofa in the carriage, Lily's eyes fluttered to the starry sky outside the window, but she was a little sleepless at the moment.

The thrilling escape for several days has already made her nerves tense and tired, but at this moment she can't sleep.

I was afraid that I would never be able to wake up again, and when I woke up, I saw corpses lying around.

I could only toss and turn on the cross chair in the carriage, so hard, awake and painful, until very late.

Another morning.

There was still the cold mist of the night in the air. Darcy strode on the battlefield yesterday, looking at the corpses that were already stiff under his feet.

Most of them are Northern Knights, and only a few are members of the Order of the Roses.

"You said you met Ghost Rider last night?" His voice was still so cold and solemn.

"Yes, my lord, it is difficult for those ghost knights to hurt him by ordinary means. We later dealt with them gradually through resonance and formation."

"So, when you are addicted to dealing with new enemies, let Her Majesty the Queen escape, right?" The voice was stern and mocking, making the knights standing by the side feel ashamed.

In yesterday's battle, Darcy was also involved, when he took another group of people to guard other levels, and didn't arrive here until later, when Lily had fled.

Not long after he lost Lily in the North, he received a special order to take the Knights of the Roses to attack thousands of miles and go directly to the East to set up defenses.

The special silver-purple maid seemed to know and guess Lily's direction, so Darcy was prepared in advance.

"This time must not fail, Darcy." Before leaving, the maid sat on the high rock overlooking the general below, and did not have the respect and fear of others.

Fortunately, there were no outsiders at that time, otherwise many people would be curious, what is the origin of this maid, and dare to treat the number one general of the empire with such an order.

"I understand."

Darcy replied in a low voice, he also knew that the many misses had made the witch a little impatient.

After stepping through the messy battlefield ruins, stepping on the broken swords and flags on the ground, Darcy finally came to the location where Lily escaped.

The heavy wheels made huge arcs on the ground, heading somewhere in the east.

After re-determining the direction, Darcy no longer hesitated and stagnant, and galloped away towards the traces left by the rut with the members of the Rose Knights.

Half a day later, Lily discovered the enemy who was chasing after her.

"Now we can only get off the car and escape on the horse." Seeing this, the witch instructed the knight to cut off the wooden frame hanging from the horse.

After putting Lily on the carriage at Hulls, the witch began to instruct Lily in which direction to go and where to turn.

"What about you?" After listening, Lily immediately looked at the witch below.

"I'll buy the last time for His Majesty."

So, she patted the horse's buttocks and let the two of Lily set off.

Gradually, gradually, when Lily turned back again, she could only see a blurred figure in her field of vision.

Soon the bright red knights chased after them, drowning the two small figures like a tide, and a violent explosion sounded. Lily knew that she would never see those two people again.

Tears fell from her cheeks, but she didn't have time to wipe them away.

If she had not left the Rose Palace at that time, but died directly in it, would it not have involved so many innocent lives.

Self-blame, remorse, depression, discomfort, despair, and other emotions reverberated in her heart like a violent tide, then she was like riding in a boat that was about to be overturned, and she might be overwhelmed by these emotions at any time.

Holding the reins tightly in her hands, Lily kept urging the warhorse under her crotch to gallop as if she had lost the pain, and her brain began to go blank.

With instinct, move forward.

Finally, the horse under the crotch was exhausted.

It fell to the ground with its mouth on its side, its heart beating like a hot stove, and it spit white saliva. Body twitches.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Lily cried in front of the warhorse, sad for her weakness and despair.

She wanted to die here, but looking at Hels, who was still standing beside her, the young mother had to resist the urge in her heart to pull him up, step by step, and run towards the distance.

The rough blades of grass scratched at her ankles like tiny serrations, leaving her calves full of scratches, and in order to comfort Hels, who was also cut and itchy by the weeds, Lily had to pick him up and walk quickly. walking in the wilderness

The snow-white cloaks concealed the figures of the two, and gradually became transparent, and the magic fluctuations emanating from the body were also well hidden for the pendant.

During this difficult walk, Lily saw the bright red knights galloping past not far in front of her several times, and she relied on the props left by the three mysterious white-robed men, and escaped the search again and again. .

In this way, it was another two days of hard trek, and Lily, who didn't know which direction she was deviating from, finally saw a little smoke from the cooking.

After climbing over a small hill covered with trees, Lily finally saw the vague village in the distance, with a windmill standing on the road to the village.

"It's almost there, Hulls." She comforted the child beside her, and then took a tired and heavy step, approaching the village step by step.

Originally, she thought that she had arrived here and should get rid of those chasing soldiers. But when I turned back a certain time, a small group of knights in bright red cloaks came into view again, so dazzling and ironic, it seemed to say--

'Where else can you run away, Lily. ’

The distance that the pendant conceals the magic power fluctuations is 50 meters. If the enemy is within 50 meters, even if there is a cloak to hide the figure, the knights will notice the difference. After all, they are not ordinary cavalry, but all rank 5 or above. , the most powerful force in the hands of the new emperor.

Seeing those cavalrymen walking along the road, Lily had to leave the flat road urgently and ran towards the grass on the side.

She couldn't keep walking like this, because walking among the grasses would reveal the location of the curving grass. In desperation, she turned her eyes to the only windmill, which was the only building on the empty plain.

Approaching the carriage step by step, she was obviously exhausted, but Lily had to suppress her breathing to avoid attracting attention. She took Hulls along the steps on the white tower of the windmill, step by step, and finally, before the cavalry team arrived Climb to the platform at the top of the windmill.

The wooden wind paddle squeaked and turned slowly, which seemed heavy and unstoppable. On the platform at the top, Lily found a small room for storing debris, pushed the door open, and hid in.

The wooden door closed with a slight sound, and then the room was dark, only a tiny light shone through the crack of the door, shining in the narrow and crowded space.

Several hoes and straw frames were piled in the small room, and there were also scattered pieces of dry dirt, which seemed to be left by nearby farmers.

The exhausted Lily leaned against the shady wall, and she asked Hulls to sit down with him, then lightly covered his mouth with her hand.

After several days of running away, this child already knew what it meant, that is, to keep absolute silence at this time, too cruel experience urged him to mature and sensible, and he was under enormous pressure at this age.

Time passed minute by minute.

After the initial anxiety, the narrow space gradually became stuffy, the air was a little cloudy, and some vague musty and dusty smells gradually crept into Lily's nose.

Sweat dripped down slowly from his forehead, making his hair and forehead stick together, making it uncomfortable.

Lily knew that it might be better to open the door at this time, but she didn't dare, because the sudden sound might attract those cavalry patrolling and searching.

In this way, she endured it, thinking about going out until it was dark in the evening, but a footstep started to sound outside.

Someone came to the windmill!

Is he a member of the Order of the Roses? Or just ordinary villagers nearby? Lily couldn't be sure.

She looked nervously at the closed door, praying the last prayer in her heart, and slowly took out the dagger in one hand and slowly held it in the palm of her hand.

The other party's footsteps were very steady. He stepped up the steps step by step, and the sound was like stepping on Lily's heartbeat, making her more and more nervous.

She has determined at this moment that the other party is definitely not an ordinary villager. This is the pace that only trained superhumans have, so smooth and consistent.

In this way, the heart slowly sinks to the bottom, and the mouth of death seems to have a big mouth, waiting for her to fall.

The old wooden door became the only thing in Lily's field of vision, and every tiny crevice, every tiny pinhole-like wormhole stared and presented in her eyes.

The footsteps are near.

ten meters...

five meters...

Three meters...

The bright gap in the door was gradually blocked by shadows, and a vague outline came into view.

The other side pushed open the door.

Lily launched her last strength and stabbed the dagger with all her might.

The dazzling sun drowned everything.