Gaia continent, human territory, and within the Principality of Eigberg.

Priest Eller and his entourage left Ursch overnight. The moon set and the sun rose. He walked north along the narrow valley. He could only walk out of the pass in front of him and join the team in response to Wilkes, the capital of Egberg, and report to Lord Simere.

There were a total of fifteen followers on this trip, three of them sat in the carriage with Priest Aler, two of them drove, and ten others rode the golden-patterned leopard horses in front and behind the team.

The golden-patterned leopard horse is a relatively common beast. It has the ability to run long distances like a horse and the agility and elegance of a golden leopard, and can walk on flat ground on the mountain road at night.

In front of the carriage are four blue-black fogs, which are a kind of demonized creature. Although the speed is not very fast, their characteristics can allow the carriage they drag to float on the surface, saving passengers from the bumps of the journey.

This was originally a lightweight and simple movement that showed the majesty and heritage of the True God Temple, but now it only makes people feel a little too eye-catching, especially at this time when the sky is getting brighter.

Priest Ail in the carriage raised his hand and opened the curtain, poked his head slightly, and looked at the mountain pass ahead like a giant black pliers in the blue-gray sky light.

This road is the only way for Egberg to connect the city of Esher. Although they were rushing all night, they should not be so deserted along the way, and even a pedestrian could not see it.

This is a phenomenon that goes against his cognition. He may not have "character" and "thoughts", but such an obvious low probability phenomenon is enough to make him "think" and come to a proper conclusion.

"Get quicker and be careful." Priest Aler ordered, hugging a square box in his arms tighter.

The driving entourage heard the order and after a long whistle, the five leopard horses at the front of the team leaped vigorously, and the mist was foggy under the fog's hooves, and they instantly slid forward more than ten meters.

The sun has not yet fully risen, and the ray of rays of rays of rays of rays on the east have dyed half of the mountain peaks red. The shadows cast down are still shining with the cold air of the night, waiting for the group to step on.

Priest Eile frowned, and with his limited knowledge reserve, he could also calculate that this narrow mountain gate was a perfect ambush point.

"Let everyone prepare to defend—"

The unfinished syllables in Priest Eile's mouth were torn by the sudden irritating sound of wind. A loud rumbling like a thunderous sound was pressed down from both sides. Priest Eile tried to stand up, but was shaken by a rocking mountain and fell into the carriage. His eyes turned black, his back sank, and heavy objects were smashed down. The broken carriage board cut a scorching wound on his face, and a blood color suddenly became added to his spinning and reversed vision.

Even though he felt like he was being run over by a heavy object, the severe pain spread from the back of his head to his back. Priest Eile did not let go of his hands, but instead pressed his forehead against the floor, stretched his eyes hard, shook his head suddenly, and forced himself to keep himself awake.

"Master Priest!Master Priest!"

An anxious call sounded outside the carriage, and Priest Ail felt relieved. As long as the whole army was not wiped out in an instant, there would be a turning point in this matter.

Priest Ail turned around with difficulty, trying hard to distinguish in the darkness, guessing that he should have been sandwiched between the triangle area formed by the two cubicles. Although he could not move, he had at least a chance to breathe for the time being.

This should be because someone pushed down the rocks on both sides while the carriage passed by. I seemed to hear the sound of the wind for a moment. Could it be that he was attacked by a high-level wind holy master?

The neighing of horses, the roar of people, the sound of swords and swords fighting each other, the series of bursts, and a strange silence.

During the long wait, Priest Elle distinguished the master of every roar and shout, but could not hear any sound from the attacker.

Until everything came to silence, Priest Ail, who was looking upward and with his eyes wide open, suddenly saw the light spots all over his sight. The light spots turned into beams of light, scattered in pieces, and in the flying dust, a familiar dress appeared before him.

"It's you, you guys."

Priest Ail opened his mouth with difficulty and stared at the stranger in front of him in a white robe. The dazzling sunlight formed a halo behind his head, like a holy picture of the savior.

"Some things are not something you bed bugs who live in the dark should have."

The visitor smiled grimly, and saw the square box held in his arms by Priest Eile at a glance, bent down and tried to spread his arms open.

"Hey, hey," a mouthful of blood surged into Priest Elle's throat, making his voice more and more vague, "Since you know what this is, you dare."

The person who came changed his face, took a few steps back, turned his head and looked to him: "Come on, freeze his arms and chop them down."

"I'll do it."

A knight wearing ice blue armor stepped forward. A female wizard behind him immediately lowered his head and prayed softly. The thin ice spiral rotated into a chain on the knight's blade, making the cold air.

This is one of the vows of the guardian knight and the water-based holy wizard, and gives the knight the blessing of ice and snow.

Priest Eile's fingers fumbled the mark switch at the bottom of the square box, and looked regretfully at the sunshine pouring down from the top of the mountain.

This is really not a beautiful place to bury bones.

Since I got this box, my group left Usher immediately. How did these lackeys from the Holy Church know? They also accurately arranged an ambush here?

Is it someone in my entourage who betrayed?

Or...the person who handed such a thing to himself, has something wrong??

The blade wrapped in ice was raised high, and the sun was reflected dazzlingly. Priest Ail closed his eyes, placed his fingertips on the mark switch, and pressed slightly with force—

Snap.

Priest Ail opened his eyes suddenly, his arms were empty, and a thin black sword blade was piercing out from his side, blocking the Bingling sword blade that was close to him.

The black sword blade frozen by the ice retracted, Priest Eile turned his head and saw that the shadow beside him seemed to have squirmed.

"Who?!"

The Ice Blue Armored Knight looked around vigilantly, and the Light Mage beside him jumped away from Priest Ail and held his staff to warn him.

"John, have you obtained it?"

A lazy voice jumped down from the top of the mountain on the east side. The twenty people present couldn't help but raise their hands to block the dazzling sunshine. They moved their hands away. There was no one in front of them. There was a man in a dirty gray robe next to the scattered carriage.

His shadow was connected to the shadows under the mountain pass. The shadow twisted like a black mud. A square black shadow was spit out by the mud. He was grabbed in his hand by the man in gray robe and looked at it with disgust.

"John, I found that this new skill is really in line with you. We haven't seen you for a long time." The man in gray robe sighed.

The shadow continued to squirm, as if he smiled vaguely, and he sounded a little shy.

"Kill him!"

The tip of the gem of the staff pointed at the gray-robed man. The master of the staff had already retreated to his companion, staring at the square box in his hand with his eyes and shouting loudly.

The man in gray robe put away the square box and raised his arms. The dark blue bracelet on his wrist burst out with a strong light. The strong wind whistled out, rolling up the gravel on the ground and smashing forward.

"Defense! Defense!"

Two earth walls rose up in response to the sound, and while being eroded by the strong wind, more soil was absorbed and piled up.

"It seems a bit tricky."

Nick turned around and tickled, "You're too slow."

Qi Youfan had no choice but to say: "I can't teleport, I walked down from the mountain."

Even so, he was just a little slower, right?

"Look at that guy is still alive."

Qi Youfan received Nick's eye instructions and walked to the black-robed priest, squatted down to check.

"The blood was flowing a little too much, and the left leg seemed to be broken, and the situation was not too bad."

"trouble."

Nick raised his right hand slightly, his five fingers jumped, as if he was playing the keys, or as if he was making up the shape of air. The strong wind suddenly stopped, turned into a wind blade in the sky, and flew towards the two earthen walls with a scream.

The earth wall collapsed instantly, and the mages hiding behind were stunned for a moment. The wind blade accurately pierced the heart and head. The blood spilled fell to the ground. More mages were alert to avoid it, and their respective guardian knights quickly swung their swords to slash the oncoming wind blade.

"It seems to be some more advanced NPCs, and they have a good sense of prevention."

Nick nodded in praise, not caring about the slightest gains of this attack, raised his hand again and summoned another strong wind.

"I can only suppress it for a while, John went over and attacked and paid attention to safety."

A broken carriage board was swept up by the wind and threw forward, with a dim sword light passing through the long shadow.

The wing board was split by the opponent's knight, and the split shadow pierced a sword silently, passing through the gap in the armor, and sending the black sword tip into the knight's neck.

It was just a slight, rapid, and brief pain. The Knight had no time to react. Blood had spurted out from the wound, filling his armor.

The knight's companions did not see the sword, but saw the blood-seeming armor and the falling corpse, and then the breath of death that made people breathless.

John is a very calm person. Since Nick asked him to attack, he didn't need to be too active. But Nick also said that he couldn't suppress it for too long, so he should try his best to reduce the pressure by replacing Nick.

John hid in the shadows, carefully observed the positions of these knights and the holy wizards, and found the three lonely ones who had no guardian relationship.

These lonely people also knew their situation and chose a position that facilitates peer assistance. John thought for a long time and could not find a way to kill these three people at once, nor was he sure whether he could escape unscathed.

He has changed his position now, and these people are not clear about his background at the moment, but John knows that the simplest purification or healing technique of the Holy Master of Light, and even the light that the mage blesses the guardian knight will force him out of the shadow.

But... Nick is here too!

John chose the target and quickly approached. While the sword tip poked out from the shadow, the wind blades that rotated and intertwined like flowers. The companions around the target, whether they dodge or defend, put the poor single person aside for the time being.

The wind is quiet and the people are quiet. The unlucky mage who was stabbed is limp to the ground, and the red dots in his heart spread into a pool of blood in an instant.

Qi Youfeng helped Priest Aile up, turned his head and looked, his eyes fell back on Priest Aile's face, and said with a smile:

"Did you recognize it?"

Priest Elle focused his head and couldn't help but ask, "So are you? Are you all?"

"Well, we are all from the True Temple, and we are all brought in by Simeer himself."

Qi Youfeng closed his eyes and opened them again. Such a close distance was enough to allow Priest Eile to clearly see the six-pointed magic array rotating in his eyes.

"Did Lord Simir ask you to save me?" Priest Eile grabbed Qi Youfeng's sleeve tightly, and there were still thousands of words in his stomach to ask.

"No, it's mine," Qi Youfeng paused, "Our friends asked us to chase us to save people."

"Friend?" Priest Aler was slightly stunned, and a name appeared in his heart.

"Well, it's the one who handed the black square to you."

Qi Youfeng's words confirmed his speculation. The strong suspicion that Priest Elle had just gathered was disturbed by this and suddenly became a mess.

"Where are hers?" Priest Elle couldn't help asking.
To be continued...