Otales quickly walked through the forest like a ghost, and the Gray Sword Saint followed from afar, and the two of them advanced through the forest for about a few minutes, one after the other, but Otales suddenly frowned slightly.

She looked up in a certain direction. It seemed that the deeper she went into the forest, the smell of her felt so long in the air.

"Huh."

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

"It smells of blood, it's so thick that it can barely be dissolved, are there any monsters nearby?"

"The smell of blood? Let's take a look—"

"This is not the time to be nosy, little one."

Brando didn't expect Ortales to be so unfamiliar with the Black Forest - monsters themselves feed on magic, and even if they occasionally attack other animals, they shouldn't have a strong smell of blood. Brando's fear is that it is the adventurer who is attacked, which suggests that there may be an unknown danger lurking around him.

But presumably, since Geert, the King of Fire, also had the experience of trekking through the wilderness, the original wind elves should not be good there. Or maybe the Black Forest of this era is not the same as it used to be? He shook his head and said, "Let's go and see, Lord Ortales." ”

"Oh?" This sentence caused Otares to pause suddenly, squint her eyes in that direction, and then shoot away with an arrow.

This sudden turn made the Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles, who was following closely behind, frown slightly, and he raised his vigilance slightly and followed.

Otares Brando didn't pay much attention to the Grey Blademaster behind her, as she walked through two or three trees of tall, moss-covered black pines, the smell of blood in the air getting stronger.

Then she stopped suddenly.

The forest in the valley suddenly opened up in front of the two of them, and in front of them was a small clearing, but the scene in the clearing was terrible. The original grass seemed to be smeared with a layer of blood, and there were human stumps and blood-soaked internal organs everywhere, and the corpses were spread from one end to the other, at least one or two hundred, layer upon layer, and covered with a thin layer of snow.

But the white snow was also soaked in red blood.

Otales and Brando took a soft breath in unison, and although the female knight was accustomed to the scene of fighting, she had not seen such a terrible battle for centuries.

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

"It's the people of the Flame Temple." Brando recognized it at a glance: "Almost all the army was wiped out." He confirmed this by seeing the bodies of two lower-ranking priests beneath the layers of monks' corpses.

At least two priests died in a battle, which is not a big deal.

In fact, the clergy in the Temple of Fire are divided into three categories, the first type is the high priests of various countries, a total of eleven, it can be said that the Council of Fire composed of eleven high priests is the core of the power of the temple.

Then there are the Grand Priests, Priests and Lower-level Priests of each region, each of whom belongs to different factions and is the backbone of the Flame Temple. In order to truly become the existence of this class in the Temple, in addition to having a strong belief in the Golden Flame served by the Temple of Fire, one must also have at least the strength to have the Golden Rank.

The lower-ranking priests corresponded to the Templars who were armed with the Templars of the Flame Temple, but their status was much higher, as they were scarce, and each loss was a huge loss for the Temple.

Therefore, every lower-ranking priest should have at least three Templars in preparation when they carry out their mission, which means that there are eight gold-level corpses in the corpse here.

Brando gasped, not because of the strength of the Fire Temple's team, but because he thought - what kind of trouble did these guys get into, such a powerful team ended up so miserably, and he immediately remembered the corpses of those knights who also belonged to the Fire Temple that he found a few hours ago.

He frowned deeply, this boss was too strong.

At this time, Otares heard a noise behind her, and she turned around to see the Gray Sword Saint carrying a greatsword on his shoulder, clattering on the dead branches on the ground, and slowly coming out of the mist that separated the forest. But Mephistopheles chased after Brando, thinking that the other party had led him into a trap by stopping, 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?" ”

"I've been attacked by monsters."

"Hmph, the lackeys of the Cruz people deserve it." The Gray Sword Saint said nonchalantly, the conversation between the two at this moment did not look like an enemy - if it weren't for the gray-haired man who took off his giant sword and pointed it at Brando, "Okay, since you know that you can't escape, you might as well go with me." ”

Otales was stunned, thinking that this guy was really a tendon, but she was about to take out the brooch that Princess Regent had given to Brando, when she suddenly heard Brando say to her in her heart: "Something from the west is coming, Lord Otales." ”

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

"My wind spirit spider is disappearing in large areas, and here it is." Brando's tone became quicker, and he felt that it was probably the boss, and that the wind spirit spiders had almost disappeared without warning.

"Wait, there's something coming from the east, too." His tone changed suddenly.

Otales' heart tightened slightly, "You mean there are two-headed monsters?" ”

"It's hard to say, but anyway, get out of here." Brando reminded.

"But little guy, if you retreat at this time, that guy will definitely make a move," Ortales looked at Mephistopheles: "At such a close distance, I can't be sure that I can rush out, your strength is too poor, and you can't use the sky patrol for a second time in a short time." ”

For the first time, Brando was judged to be too bad.

He thought to himself that he was only in his early twenties, and that having gold-level strength was too good to hell, what else could you expect. However, he knew that there was nothing to argue with this hundreds or thousands of years old royal sister, and in the eyes of the other party, his strength was indeed pitiful.

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

Hearing this, Otales did not object, and immediately withdrew his consciousness into the ring space where he was, and Brando's consciousness took over the control, and in the eyes of the Gray Sword Saint, Brando was slightly stunned, and then his eyes were clear again.

"Something's coming." Brando looked up at him, and the first thing he said was alarmist: "Your Excellency doesn't want to know what is the thing that killed these people, does you?" ”

Mephistopheles was slightly stunned, and was about to say something, when she saw the young man take out a silver brooch from his arms. But before he could see what the brooch was, suddenly the bushes around him 'banged', and two people came out.

"Grey Sword St. Mephistopheles!"

"Veronica!" Mephistopheles saw the comer, and immediately took a step back vigilantly at the same time as the woman, each drawing his sword and pointing at the other.

"Your Lord!" This is Akane's voice.

Brando looked up, and the movement of taking out the brooch in his hand stopped in mid-air, and he couldn't help but secretly scream bitterly, it turned out that it was this old woman of the empire who came from the east, why did she come to the door again, and she took Akane with her.

Isn't that getting darker and darker?

But risks often go hand in hand with opportunities.

Brando soon discovers that Veronica and Mephistopheles are completely focused on each other at the same time as they discover each other's existence, and they seem to have forgotten about the existence of others.

Come to think of it, in a confrontation at their level, any negligence is a matter of human life.

However, the tension between the two sides was exactly the opportunity for Brando.

He took a soft breath and hurriedly whispered a gesture to Akane, who was standing next to Veronica, and motioned for her to hurry up to his side. In Brando's senses, the number of wind elves in the west was dropping dramatically, and he was afraid that the boss would rush out of the forest just like that.

As for Veronica and Mephistopheles, he doesn't care if they live or die, but he is no longer a player who dies once and drops a level here, and if he is targeted by that boss, he won't even have a place to cry.

Veronica's attention was not at all on Akane at this time, and the red-haired girl certainly noticed this, in fact, she couldn't help but want to run over when she saw Brando - if it weren't for the fear that Brando would blame her for bringing Veronica over.

However, seeing that Brando didn't seem to care, the big stone in the red-haired girl's heart fell to the ground, and she walked carefully to Brando's side as if relieved, looking at her lord with some relief.

But what Akane didn't expect was that before she could stand firmly, Brando grabbed her hand: "Quick, follow me." ”

"Ahh

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Akane felt that even though she was in the wind and snow, it was as if there was a stream of heat in her hand that had been transmitted to her heart and face, making her cheeks hot, as if they were burning.

But she lowered her head and said pretending to be calm.

Brando nodded, he first glanced back at the west, then at Veronica and Mephistopheles in the confrontation, then looked at the surroundings, found the direction he came from and ran in that direction.

Akane held her breath as she followed, a little bewildered as the lord she admired dragged her and ran.

Her mind went blank.

She felt like a marionette, unconscious of being dragged by Brando's hand in a certain direction, she couldn't tell which direction, but she only felt as if she was going to die if she made a sound.

Akane heard her heart pounding.

But Brando didn't notice Akane's abnormality at all at this time, although she thought that this girl's movements were a little weird, but her worry about the thing behind her overrode her suspicions; What's more, he and Akane didn't have the spark in their hands now—the spark had already been handed over to Antitina when they left—and the two of them could hold out for hours without the spark in the frost tide.

They must hurry back to St. White Stone.

But it was at this time that Brando suddenly heard a reminder from the Wind Elf Royal Sister Ortales: "Be careful, something is coming from behind." ”

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

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