Act 159 Intersection

Otales passed through the forest quickly like a ghost, with the Gray Sword Master following behind from a distance. The two of them advanced in the forest one after another for about a few minutes, but Otales suddenly frowned slightly. ()

She raised her head in a certain direction. It seemed that the deeper she went into the forest, the air was filled with a smell that she had not seen for a long time.

"Huh."

"What's wrong," Brando asked in his heart.

"The smell of blood is so strong that it can hardly be dissolved. Are there any monsters nearby?"

"The smell of blood? Go over and take a look -"

"This is not the time to meddle, little one."

Brando didn't expect Otales to be so unfamiliar with the Black Forest - the monsters themselves feed on magic power, and even if they occasionally attack other animals, there shouldn't be an overwhelming smell of blood. Brando was worried that the adventurers were being attacked, which meant that there might be unknown dangers lurking around.

But this must not be the case. Since the Fire King Gilt also had the experience of trekking in the wilderness, the wind elves at the time should not have ended up there. Perhaps it is still said that the Black Forest in this era is different from the past? He shook his head and said, "It's better to go and take a look, Lady Ortales."

"Oh?" These words made Ortales suddenly stop, narrowed her eyes and looked in that direction, and then shot away with an arrow.

This sudden turn made the Gray Sword Saint Mephisto, who was following closely behind, frown slightly. He slightly increased his vigilance and followed.

Otales - Brando didn't pay much attention to the gray swordsman behind her. She passed through two or three woods composed of tall, moss-covered black pines, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger. .

Then she suddenly stopped.

The woods in the valley suddenly opened up before their eyes. In front of them was a small clearing, but the scene in the clearing was horrific. The original grass seemed to be smeared with a layer of plasma. There were human remains and blood-soaked internal organs everywhere. The corpses were spread from one end to the other. There were at least one or two hundred of them, layered on top of each other, and covered with blood. A thin layer of snow.

But Bai Xue was also soaked in red blood.

Otales and Brando took a deep breath together. Although the female knight was used to fighting scenes, she had not seen such a brutal battle for centuries.

The air was filled with a strong, nauseating smell of blood.

"They are people from the Temple of Fire." Brando recognized it at a glance: "Almost the entire army was destroyed." He saw the corpses of two lower-level priests under the layers of corpses of monk soldiers and confirmed this. a little.

At least two priests died in one battle, which was incredible.

In fact, the clergy in the Temple of Flame are divided into three categories. The first category is the high priests of each country, with a total of eleven. It can be said that the Council of Flame composed of eleven high priests is the core of power in the temple.

Then there are the high priests, priests and lower-level priests in each region. These people each belong to different factions and are the backbone of the Temple of Fire. To truly become a being of this class in the temple, in addition to having a firm belief in the golden fire served by the Temple of Flame, one must also have at least a gold level of strength.

The lower-level priests correspond to the preparatory Templars of the Temple of Fire, but their status is much higher. Because they are rare in number, each loss of one is a huge loss to the Temple.

Therefore, every lower-level priest should have at least three reserve Templars to protect him when performing tasks, which means that among the corpses here, there are only gold-level beings.

Brando took a breath of air, not because of the strength of the Flame Temple team, but because he thought about what trouble these guys got into. Such a powerful team ended up in such a miserable end. He He immediately remembered the corpses that were also found a few hours ago and belonged to the knights of the Temple of Fire.

He frowned deeply, this boss was too powerful.

At this time, Otales heard a noise behind her. She turned around and saw the Gray Sword Master carrying a giant sword on his shoulders, stepping on the dead branches on the ground and slowly walking out of the mist in the forest. But Mephistopheles chased Brando, thinking that the other party had led him into a trap when he stopped, but when he saw the tragic scene in front of him, he couldn't help but be stunned.

He frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

"Attacked by a monster."

"Hmph, the lackeys of the Cruz people deserve their punishment." The Gray Sword Master said nonchalantly. The conversation between the two at this moment did not look like enemies - if it weren't for the gray-haired man taking off his giant sword and pointing at it. Brando's words: "Okay, since you know you can't escape, you better go with me."

Otales was startled, thinking that this guy was really stubborn, but she was about to take out the brooch given to Brando by the Princess Regent, when she suddenly heard Brando saying to her in her heart: " Something is coming from the west, Lady Ortales."

The female knight raised her eyebrows calmly: "How do you know?"

"My sylph spiders are disappearing in a large area, and they are coming." Brando's tone became urgent. He felt that it was probably the boss who came. Those sylph spiders disappeared almost without warning.

"Wait a minute, something is coming from the east." His tone suddenly changed.

Otales's heart tightened slightly, "You mean there are two monsters?"

"It's hard to say, but no matter what, get out of here quickly." Brando reminded.

"But little guy, if you retreat at this time, that guy will definitely take action." Otales looked at Mephistopheles: "At such a close distance, I have no confidence that I can rush out. Your strength It’s too bad, Cangkong Patrol won’t be able to use it a second time in a short time.”

This was the first time that Brando was evaluated as having poor strength.

He thought to himself that he was only in his early twenties, and having gold-level power was already damn good. What else could you expect? However, he knew that there was nothing to argue with this imperial sister who was hundreds or thousands of years old. In the eyes of the other party, his strength was indeed pitiful.

He shook his head and said, "Switch bodies and let me explain."

Otales did not object after hearing this, and immediately returned her consciousness to the ring space where she was. Brando's consciousness took over control. In the eyes of the Gray Sword Master, Brando was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes returned to clarity. .

"Something is coming." Brando looked up at him, and the first sentence he spoke was alarmist: "Don't you want to know what is the thing that killed these people?"

Mephisto was stunned for a moment, and was about to say something when he saw the young man take out a silver brooch from his arms. But before he had time to see what the brooch was, suddenly the bushes beside him made a "crack" sound, and two people came out.

"Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles!"

"Veronica!" Mephistopheles saw clearly who was coming, and he and the woman immediately took a step back vigilantly, each drawing their swords and pointing at each other.

"Lord!" This was Akane's voice.

Brando looked up and saw that the action of taking out the brooch stopped in mid-air. He couldn't help but screamed in pain. It turned out that the old woman from the east was this old imperial woman. Why did she come to the door again? Yes, and taking Akane with her.

Isn't this getting darker and darker?

But risks often coexist with opportunities.

Brando soon discovered that when Veronica and Mephistopheles discovered each other's existence, they completely focused on each other, in a tense situation, and seemed to have forgotten the existence of others.

Thinking about it, in a confrontation at their level, any oversight could cost lives.

However, the tense atmosphere between the two parties was Brando's opportunity.

He took a gentle breath and hurriedly and quietly made a gesture to Akane who was standing next to Veronica, telling her to come to him quickly. In Brando's perception, the number of wind elves in the west was declining sharply, and he was afraid that the boss would just rush out of the forest.

He has no control over whether Veronica and Mephistopheles live or die, but here he is no longer a player who loses a level after dying once. If he is targeted by the boss, he won't even have a place to cry.

At this time, Veronica's attention was not focused on Akane at all. Of course, the red-haired girl also noticed this. In fact, when she saw Brando, she couldn't help but want to run over - if she wasn't worried about Brando Would she scold her for bringing Veronica here.

But seeing that Brando didn't seem to care, the red-haired girl's heart suddenly fell to the ground. She walked carefully to Brando as if relieved, and looked at her lord with some peace of mind.

But what Qian never expected was that before she could stand firm, Brando grabbed her hand: "Quick, follow me."

"ah!"

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Qian felt that even though she was in the wind and snow, there seemed to be a stream of heat in her hands that was transmitted to her heart and face, making her cheeks feel hot, as if they were burning.

But she lowered her head and said calmly.

Brando nodded. He first looked back to the west, then looked at Veronica and Mephistopheles in the confrontation, then looked at the surrounding environment, found the direction from which he came, and headed that way. Ran over.

Akane held her breath as she followed behind. She was a bit at a loss as she watched the lord she admired drag her away.

Her mind went blank.

She felt like a marionette, being pulled unconsciously by Brando's hand and running in a certain direction. She couldn't tell which direction, but she just felt as if she would die as soon as she made a sound.

Akane heard her heart pounding hard.

But Brando was completely unaware of Qian's abnormality at this time. Although he thought the girl's movements were a bit strange, his worry about the thing behind him outweighed his suspicion; besides, neither he nor Qian had any fire in their hands now - fire. It had been handed over to Antitina when she left - and the two gold-level existences of them could last for several hours in the frost tide without fire.

They must return to the Holy White Stone as soon as possible.

But at this time, Brando suddenly heard the reminder from the wind elf sister Otales: "Be careful, something is coming from behind."

Then Brando heard a sharp roar coming from behind his head.

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