The warriors of the Frostwolf Clan scattered in all directions, and after Beta used his psychic power to detect the mountain of corpses, and after repeatedly confirming that there were no survivors inside, he threw out two scrolls of the wall of fire and burned the more than three hundred corpses.

The temperature of the magic flame was high, and the corpse was burning like firewood, and Beta stood by and watched, silent.

It wasn't long before Dougosis came in from outside, and the snow wolf looked a little agitated because of the pungent smell of burnt meat.

She calmed her mount, jumped down, walked to the side of Beta, and said, "I didn't find anything out of the ordeal, they should have gone far away, I just heard about it...... What kind of person is it, his heart is so vicious, more than 300 lives, even children are not spared. ”

Beta sighed slightly: "Most of them are evil god sacrifices or something, now Hollevon is at war with Sunderland, the lords have sent troops to the front line to help, now the defense of the major cities is very empty, the city is fine, this kind of small village far away from the city, most of them have become the target of the evil god believers." ”

It didn't take long for the Frost Clan warriors who were searching in the village to come back one by one, all looking lost.

But the frostwolf warrior who came back at the end brought back something that he thought was strange.

It was a bronze coin, and the pattern on it had become quite mushy because of the long time of playing, and after careful identification, it was barely recognizable, and it was engraved with a human skeleton with a long-handled scythe.

"What does this mean?" Dorgersy felt numb all over her body, and this thing gave her an extremely bad feeling.

"The god of killing, a typical evil god, the more people his followers kill, the stronger his divine power becomes, so his followers have always liked to make killings everywhere." After Beta, he asked, "Your mount wolf should have a good sense of smell, can you smell the residual smell on it?" Judging by this situation, it should not be long before the cultists of the evil gods leave here. ”

"Give it a try."

Dorgosis put the coat of arms in front of the wolf's nose, and after a while, the wolf reacted and began to walk out, and Dougesis jumped up and shouted, "Lord, it seems to be possible, shall we catch up?" ”

"Catch up and have a look!" Beta turned over and got on the warhorse.

Then everyone followed Dougosis and ran out of the village.

At first, Dougosis' mount, the wolf, would stop and run, looking for the source of the scent, but after three hours, as the distance between the two sides closed, the mount was running all the time.

It was already dark by this time...... The Wolf Clan has night vision, and the Frost Wolf Clan has similar abilities.

A group of cavalry ran on the mountain road, and the movement was so great that it could be heard from miles away.

Although the feet of the mounts have meat pads and generally do not make a sound, the warriors of the Frost Wolf Clan, in order to protect their mounts, also put on the wolf claw iron like a horseshoe on the war horse.

In addition, the body weight of the snow wolf is much heavier than that of ordinary war horses, so when these hundreds of people ride the snow wolf and run quickly, the movement is extremely strong and the momentum is very strong.

Half an hour later, Beta suddenly flicked his fingers, and the white deep mist instantly enveloped everyone.

The warriors of the Frostwolf Clan panicked for a while, and then they calmed down when they found that they were able to see again, and then they found that their mounts had not only become faster, but also had no sound when they ran.

Doughsis quickly understood the usefulness of this ability, and it couldn't be better for a thousand-mile march to sneak attack.

She slowed down closer to Beta and asked, "What kind of magic is this?" ”

"My bloodline magic." Beta replied.

"The fog obscures the smell, they're probably ahead, and if I don't remove it, my mount will soon lose its target."

Beta said indifferently, "It's okay, I already know where they are." ”

Joan of Arc is always hovering in the air, and its vision range is huge, and although it can be taken at night, it is good enough as a scout. It was with Joan of Arc that Beta locked these people, afraid that they would hear the movement, so he used the fog control technique.

"The people I attack will be captured alive later, and you can do whatever you want with the others."

Beta's voice caused all the warriors of the Frostwolf Clan to roar, and the tragic appearance in the village had already caused them to pile up their anger.

Locked by Joan of Arc were six men in gray, who were walking on the mountain road.

Five warriors, each with a long-handled scythe, and the other in the costume of a middle-aged magician, holding a bone staff in his hand, with a baby's head strung on the top, he walked and looked back, always feeling a little uneasy.

But in the darkness, his vision couldn't see too far, so he didn't find anything.

One of the gray-clad warriors yawned, his front body was covered in black blood, and after a while, he turned his head and asked, "Bishop Sagura, where are we going next?" ”

"Down this road, there is another village, there are not many people, only about 100 people." Sagula's voice was hoarse and low: "Although there are few people, there are few people there, we should kill everyone in the past, stay for another day or two, and rest for a while, there should be no problem." ”

A certain soldier laughed dryly: "It's a pity that there are no beauties in that village just now, otherwise it would be cool." ”

Sagura didn't speak, at his age, he didn't have much interest in women, and besides, he felt that beauty was easy to make mistakes, and it was easy to be soft when he did too much, and if he met an enemy, he would be in trouble.

He was about to admonish his men when he heard what seemed to be a strange wind behind him, and when he looked back, he saw a huge thick fog rushing towards him, so fast that it was impossible to dodge.

Sagula was alert, there was no fog in nature that moved so fast, and just as he was about to make his men careful, the fog directly enveloped him.

Then came the silence as if you had fallen into the abyss.

There was only a white mist around him, and there was no sound, and he felt that the fog seemed to be restricting his movements, and he felt uncomfortable.

Things are definitely not normal...... Sagura took a deep breath and was about to use the dispel when he saw a shadow pounce in front of him, and before he could even see anything, he was hit the nose.

With a relentless blow, he even felt the bridge of his nose have been broken, and the broken bone has pierced into his mouth.

A huge pain hit, Sagula just wanted to open his mouth, but saw a large hand stretched out from the mist, holding his head deadly, and then a sharp spiritual force pierced his soul protective layer, and in less than a second, his spirit fell into the world of consciousness.

In the gray world, you can't tell the difference between left and right, and you can't tell the difference between up and down...... Sagura was familiar with the place, and every time he meditated, he would come in.

But now there was one more person in his consciousness world, a man with a faint golden light all over his body.