Chapter 111

2014-08-16

In the early morning, the grass is still dewy.

The entire group of Light God Temple has been packed in a makeshift camp, ready to go.

At this point, Sethman had just stepped out of the tent. His Condition doesn't look good, he looks pale, under his eyelids, and looks sluggish.

The nearly month-long tracking life had almost completely overwhelmed him, and it wasn't because of Sethman's incompetence. In fact, if it is purely based on strength, he is the second only to Savian in this group. But don't forget he's a Magician, a profession that's generally frail.

High-speed tracking, fierce fighting, and sneak attack in the dark, all these are constantly destroying him. Sethman misses his private palace so much now, with soft beds, warm in winter and cool in summer... Damn, even if it's a carriage...

"Morning, Lord Sethman." Savian, who was approaching, greeted him.

"Hehe, Savian Knight Captain early." Sethman smiled hard.

Saviian blinked: "Your spirit is not very good..."

"Is there? Oh, maybe I prayed for a long time last night." Do you think Everyone is a monster like you, who is still full of energy after chasing after so long...

"Oh." Savian suddenly nodded, then looked ahead and said, "What do you think about the escape routes of these cult members, my lord? Is it?"

"View?" Sethman froze for a moment, he'd been groggy these days, how could he pay attention to this.

"Yeah." Savian frowned, doubtfully said, "It's strange, these cult members have slowly changed their direction to the north in more than ten days, and now they are moving laterally."

There is no doubt that Lancelot and the others are going to escape back to the North Desolate Tribe. At first, they were indeed fleeing north, but now it's a bit baffling that they are now acting in a way that defeats one's purpose.

"Is that so... Could it be that they know there is a containment in the north."

Ever since he knew that two Earth Rank Martial Artists from Savage Cult had infiltrated the northern territory, Light God Temple's action is not small. It can be said that the road to Beihuang is now full of hurdles.

"You should know this...but, what's the use of it now? Going forward and going around the mountain, it is the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains battlefield where several northern lords often scuffle. Isn't it easier to expose when we get there?"

"Who knows the thoughts of the cultists, maybe there is no hope of escape, and they want to struggle again..." Sussman said naturally.

subconsciously shook the head, and then Savian pursed his lips: "Anyway, let's chase it first."

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In front of jungle is a straight Although the peaks in the sky seem to be close, the reason why Wangshan runs dead horses is not for nothing, er, even more how they don't have horses yet. It was almost noon when the entire Savian group came to the foot of the mountain. The Holy Knight, who was exploring the way in front, has turned around,

"What?" Savian glanced at the Knight and said in surprise, "Are you sure they have gone up the mountain?"

"Yes, Lord Knight Captain, there are obvious traces. And in the forward direction, there is also a brother who has probed and found nothing."

"Why, isn't this bringing about one's own destruction..."

"Haha, these cult members can't run, so they want to find a tomb with a better view. Well, these guys have good eyesight, the mountains are high and the forests are dense, but they are not afraid of the corpse being caught by vultures. Have you eaten yet? Haha..." Sethman said excitedly, coming from behind. Oh, Light God is on, it's finally coming to an end...

"The mountains are high and the forests are dense... the mountains are high..." After muttering a few words thoughtful, Savian's eyes narrowed: "Oops, Falcons and Falcons in the air...everyone listens, Rapid Speed pursues."

When the voice fell, Savian rushed up the mountain first, driven by the scorching flames, the long spear combo directly crushed the jungle trees and opened a spear Come straight up the road. The other Knights followed quickly.

"What, what... a falcon in the sky?" Sethman was stunned for a moment, then grabbed Bernie beside him and said, "What is that?"

Bernie said quickly: " Your Excellency, the Eagle Falcon is an air unit of the North Desolate Tribe. They train a huge eagle as a mount, which can carry out a manned dive attack in a short distance, ignoring the city wall."

"Also This unit?" Sethman, who has been in the South Desolate Tribe, is obviously not familiar enough with the North Desolate Tribe.

"Go, go, damn it, chase." Sethman immediately cast a flying spell on himself and went up. After suffering for so many days, the duck that was about to be cooked was about to fly, how could Sethman accept it...

"Chirp, chirp..."

Just in Light When the entire group of God Temple was sprinting upward, the sound of an eagle chirping suddenly came from above. Obviously, Savian's guess was accurate.

"Quick, quick!"

Boom, boom, boom—

Savian shot after shot, and the sacred Battle Qi poured out like water , suddenly the stone and wood were turned over, and a piece of dust was flying. From a distance, it looked like the Earth Dragon turned over, and the imposing manner was amazing.

Suddenly, "haha, Your Excellency Savian, you really don't need to give it away this time, let's go, let's go!"

Lancelot's arrogant voice rolled from above, It seemed to be about to leave.

Sethman's heart sank, his face sullen, and his speed slowed down.

Savian turned a deaf ear and charged straight up, looking a little more violent.

"Could it be..." Sethman wasn't stupid either, waving his stick again and rising up.

For a moment, bang! Several large trees side by side were smashed open by Savian's gun.

Suddenly, I was enlightened.

In front of you is a sharpened stone platform, with Lancelot, Tulu, and Dark Snake Guard all present. Beside them, dozens of amazing giant eagles perched with their wings closed.

Sure enough, what Lancelot said just now was just a temporary blindfold. If he met someone else, he might have succeeded, but this time it was Savian, who was decisive in temperament.

Lancelot and the others are tying together vines, one on Tulu's waist, and one on giant eagle's leg... The one who slowed them down turned out to be the huge Tulu. The body seems to be too heavy and requires multiple eagles to drive it together.

Lancelot looked up suddenly when he heard the trees smash open, and then hung the last end of the rope on the eagle's leg.

"As expected of Savian! It seems that this time I..."

"Start!" Without waiting for Lancelot to finish speaking, Savian decisively waved the flame gun, Hit those giant eagles.

Seeing that the delaying tactic was ineffective, Lancelot waved out the silver feather sword, sprinkled thousands of sword shadows, and faced the gun shadow. At the same time,

"Dark Snake Guard obeys the order and drags the enemy with all their strength. Beep, beep..." With a few whistles, the giant eagle flapped its wings and began to take off.

The battle heats up at the touch of a button.

Savian's charge was so strong that Lancelot, who was hit with a big gun, was really embarrassed. Because he couldn't budge, Lancelot was soon at a disadvantage.

Bang, bang, bang...

Back, back, back...

The hot flame of long spear is like a hammer, constantly hitting the silver. On Feather Sword. Lancelot and pantothenic acid were shaken out of blood, and he actually didn't want to take a step back, but the pressure was such that he had to retreat if he didn't retreat, or he would die!

"Open!"Boom——

Lancelot was smashed out like a cannonball, at this time the giant eagle had already vacated a certain distance.

Saviian shoots again in an instant, but when it does, changes the target from Tulu to giant eagle.

This is undoubtedly sensible. With Tulu's physique, if it weren't for the superimposed blows before, it would be like playing a few shots one after another...

偁——Screaming and screaming . A giant eagle was hit by the shadow of the gun in the air, and the blood flower bloomed.

Tulu's body sank in an instant, and now he is at a height of about one thousand meters, and he fell from here, no matter how tyrannical it is, it is a proper minced meat...

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Whoosh——second The shadow of the gun came immediately.

Bang! A splendid rain of swords like the Milky Way rushed in and scattered the shadows of the guns. Turning his head to look, Lancelot, who was vomiting blood on the other side of the mountain wall, was controlling the seal.

After such a delay, the giant eagle finally got up after landing a few meters. The distance is now beyond what Battle Qi can achieve.

"My lord, use magic!"

"Dark Snake Guard obey, entangle Savian!"

The two shouted orders almost simultaneously.

Sethman, who had been wandering outside the battlefield, was taken aback for a moment, and then he rose into the air.

Dark Snake Guard, who had little left because of the battle with Holy Knight direct, rushed to Savian at the cost of their lives.

咻, 咻, xiu... The galaxy-like rain of swords rolled up again, stabbing Sethman in the air.

"Old man, come down!" Like a waterfall torrent, thousands of swords rained straight down to Sethman's head.

"Damn it!" Sethman was naturally holding a shield, but it avoided damage, but it couldn't resist the impact, and was sent from the sky to the ground like a roller coaster.

Bang! After landing, the magic shield shook for a while.

Lancelot seemed to want to cut weeds and eliminate the roots, but Sword Rain kept hitting Sethman.

"get lost!" Savian erupted over there, and the fiery Battle Qi spewed out in all directions, sending blood to the stalking Dark Snake Guard.

At this time, a few Holy Knights had already rushed to Lancelot's side. Holy Knight is not like Light God Knight, they all have the strength of Intermediate Martial Artist. Although Lancelot is at the beginning of the Earth Rank, he is currently in the process of forming a seal, and the body of the Silver Feather Sword cannot be attacked. I had no choice but to recall Jian Yu to body protection.

Sethman relieved, and then clenched the teeth, as if he had been shot bloody, and was about to rise into the sky again. Suddenly,

swish, swish, swish—three black crossbow arrows shot out of the woods in a zigzag shape and hit the magic shield.

"It's you again!" The flustered and exasperated cry is naturally Sethman.

There was almost no gap, swish, swish, swish—three more black bolts slammed into the magic shield.

The quality of the magic break arrows this time seems to be not as good as last time. Although Sethman's magic shield has accepted Jianyu's baptism, the first three are shot on the magic shield. The crossbow arrow was spinning continuously, but it failed to penetrate. However, the three magic break arrows immediately became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Bang! Broken arrows, broken shields.

Everything happened in an instant, just as everyone reacted.

The grass shattered, a black silhouette rushed out like a thunder, red glow loomed, and hit Sethman directly.