In early summer, the once cold and desolate Northland is now full of life. WwW.qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo.CoM
Now is the best season in the Northland. The light blue sky is quiet and high, with a few light clouds floating happily. If you look far enough, you can vaguely see several raptors circling very high in the sky.
The broad avenue is lined with dense forests, and the towering ancient trees have taken off their dark winter clothes and put on new green clothes. From time to time, a large number of birds will fly in the forest. Birds in the north are large and colorful, very different from those in the south.
This road was already within the empire, leading to the provincial palace of the Duke of Doillac, and then turned north and extended to the imperial capital Richelieu. The amount of manpower and financial resources consumed to open such a wide road from a primitive dense forest is by no means a small amount. From this path alone, we can see the ambition of the Asrophek Empire towards the Holy Alliance. It's just that Emperor Feuerbach first fell into the quagmire of the dwarf empire, and then lost a large number of the empire's most elite warriors in the abyss world. Later, he encountered many difficulties in attacking the dark forest, so he never had the opportunity to bet on it. Come to the Holy Alliance.
Despite this, the wide road has already been trampled unevenly by the iron hooves of the war horses.
The sound of horse hooves awakened the forest, which was taking a nap in the warm sunshine. At the end of the road, more than a hundred knights wearing dark blue armor appeared. These knights were guarding a dozen carriages in the middle of the team, which were galloping along the road.
A carriage in the middle of the queue is very eye-catching. Every detail on the carriage is impeccably exquisite, and the strange beasts pulling the carriage are also eye-catching. There are two knights on each side of the carriage. Judging from the body curves, they are obviously four female knights. The magic longbows they carry and the gorgeous, complicated and delicate style of the armor all reveal the characteristics of the elves.
The road surface is not smooth. At such a speed, the rest of the carriages in the team were bumping violently, and only the carriage guarded by the elves was as stable as a canoe floating on a quiet lake.
The carriage was spacious and comfortable, and even though five people were seated, it was not crowded.
The remaining carriages were filled with dozens of magicians from the Ice and Snow Mage Group. This journey was too difficult for these weak magicians. By the time they camped for the night, these magicians must have been exhausted from the jolts of the carriage.
At this time, Pompey's Poseidon Legion had been left far behind. Duke Doriac led his army to garrison in the newly occupied territory and could not go to the imperial capital with Pompey.
Rogge was wearing a light robe and leaning on the back of the seat casually. On his left was Froya, and on his right sat Feng Die. It was truly a sight that would make men all over the world envy him. Opposite Rogge sat the doughy and amiable Pompeo and the Grand Magister Rockefeller.
Froya is as beautiful as a wind butterfly, but one is an elf and the other is quiet and elegant. Their looks may attract the attention of most men, but the three people in the carriage are not among them. Pompeo looked leisurely at the passing scenery outside the carriage window, but Rogge knew that his sharp eyes had already taken in all the details in the carriage. Rockefeller couldn't help but look at Froya.
The little goblin stared back unceremoniously, his green eyes staring into Rockefeller's gray eyes without giving an inch.
Rockefeller suddenly smiled and said: "This lady should be Master Hierro's disciple, Her Royal Highness Princess Froya of the former Rhine League, right?"
The little goblin was shocked, his arrogance suddenly dropped, and he said in surprise: How do you know? "
Rockefeller smiled and said: "Although the great magisters are scattered throughout the continent, the distance between them is much closer than it seems on the surface. It is not a secret that Master Yero accepts you as his disciple. The artifact Lost Paradise is in It’s not a secret in his hands. I sensed the existence of Paradise Lost in you just now, so it’s not difficult to guess that you are Princess Froya.”
Did the little goblin roll his eyes? Speaking of which, Master Rockefeller has a very good relationship with his teacher? "
Rockefeller smiled and said: "This... should be regarded as some friendship. More than ten years ago, Master Hierro once visited a temple of the Silver Holy Cult."
Froya's face was slightly red. Of course she knew her teacher's hobbies. There must be nothing good in Hierro's visit to the temple of the Silver Holy Cult. I just don’t know if among the numerous magic equipments on her body, she will have the harvest that Hierro did. But then she remembered that Hierro had died long ago and her country had become a noun in history books, and she couldn't help but look sad for a moment.
Rockefeller also remembered this and couldn't help but feel a little apologetic.
At this moment, Pompeo withdrew his gaze from the car window and said with a smile: "I have been in the army for more than 20 years, and today's journey is the most relaxing and comfortable one. Lord Rogge's carriage is really rare and good. Something!”
Rogge smiled and said: "If Lord Pompeo likes it, you might as well take it."
Pompeo shook his head and said: "We as soldiers, it's better to stay away from these comfortable things. Besides, Lord Rogge's carriage is of amazing value, and I can't bear such an expensive gift. While there is still time, I will first Let’s briefly talk about the situation in the empire. Sir Rogge should be well prepared. The current situation in the empire is very complicated. The emperor is extremely heroic and has opened up a large territory for the empire in the past few decades. Even in the palace, the emperor is the same He is so brave, and currently the emperor has fifty-one princes and forty-six princesses. Master Rogge is a smart man, and of course he understands what this means to the political situation of the empire."
Roger nodded.
"The administrative power of the empire is basically in the hands of Prime Minister Straw. In addition, the more than ten grand dukes guarding the border are also powerful figures. Of course, it won't be long before you and Leighton's Cree The prince will also become an important figure in the imperial political arena. In terms of military power, power has always been concentrated in the hands of the Great Emperor. In terms of the army, Alexander, who led the 'Glacier' legion, Frederick, who led the 'Tide' legion, and I can be regarded as Someone who said something. As for religion, Lord Rogge should be aware that the Holy Sect of Silver and the City of Clouds and Nights are currently fighting. Let me ask Master Rockefeller to speak on this aspect."
Rockefeller continued: "Master Rogge is not an outsider, so I will speak frankly. The history of the Silver Holy Cult is older than the empire. Under the guidance of the Ice and Snow Goddess, we have gone through a hundred years of struggle to drive out the power of the Church of Light. Out of the Asrophek Empire. But now our situation is not good, and the City of Yunxiao has fully gained the upper hand. The Druid is also Lord Rogge’s enemy, because I frankly asked Lord Rogge for help, and together we Attack the City of Yunxiao."
Rogge said: "Without the help of the Silver Holy Religion and Lord Pompey, I would not have achieved today's status. However, Master, what do you think is the main reason why the Silver Holy Religion is currently at a disadvantage?"
Rockefeller said calmly: "In recent decades, there have been few capable talents in the Silver Holy Cult. Now our magicians are far inferior to the City of Yunxiao in terms of quantity and quality. And my blizzard magic is not suitable for magic." A duel between masters, that is to say, if it’s a magic showdown, I’m afraid I’m no match for the Fury of the Sky.”
Pompeo continued: "Now the Imperial Prime Minister Straw and Frederick of the Tide Corps have turned to the side of the City of Clouds and Nights. They want to put the Thirteenth Prince on the throne of the Crown Prince, and we have always supported the eldest prince. Now the situation in the empire is getting more and more tense. In recent months, we and the City of Yunxiao have had several private battles, each with casualties. However, although we are at a disadvantage, we can still maintain the balance of the situation. . If Lord Rogge is willing to help us, the situation will be completely different. The many strong men around you will be the decisive force."
Rogge pondered for a moment and asked Rockefeller: "Master, I would like to ask what the Silver Holy Religion's attitude is towards other gods?"
Rockefeller said: "My faith belongs to the goddess of ice and snow. But my magic revealed to me the existence of other gods. We are not a unified religion, and we will not be arrogant and stupid to deny the existence of other gods."
Rogge immediately said: "That's good. You two adults must have heard of the Eye of Wisdom in the Holy Alliance. This church has a very good relationship with me. If they spread the doctrine and spread the followers in the empire in the future, I don't know if it will be possible." Can we get the support of the two adults and the Silver Holy Cult?"
Rockefeller nodded and said: "Since it is related to Mr. Rogge, there is no problem."
Rogge said with a smile: "In the future, in the empire, we will need more support from the two adults!"
Pompeo smiled and said: "Lord Rogge is so talented and powerful that even the City of Yunxiao can't do anything to you. And you will soon become one of the few princes in the empire. It can be said that you have all the power. After a few years, Year, it should be Sir Rogge who helps us more."
Rogge laughed and said: "Master Pompeo is too generous. It takes more than a year or two for a person like me who surrendered to the empire to gain trust. Without the care of Master Pompeo and Master Rockefeller, my life will not be easy in the future. .”
"Lord Rogge, there is no need to worry about this." Rockefeller said: "Our Asrofic Empire has always paid attention to its promises, rewarded for meritorious deeds, and punished for delinquency. We also attach special importance to military merit, which is absolutely different from those insidious and shameless southerners. You have made great contributions to the empire, and what the emperor promised you will be fully fulfilled."
At that moment, there was peace and harmony in the carriage, and the three of them talked happily.
Froya sat quietly, listening to the men's conversation, trying hard to act like a lady.
Fengdie looked out the window and turned a deaf ear to the chatter and laughter in the carriage. She was truly elegant and quiet.
Pompey suddenly slapped his thigh and almost forgot to remind Mr. Rogge. There are currently twenty-two unmarried princesses in the empire, eleven of whom are over fourteen years old. If I remember correctly, some of these princesses are beautiful and docile, and some are... so outstanding. When it comes to your marriage to the princess, Yunxiao City will definitely face many difficulties. But no matter what, you have to marry a princess and get the prince's title. "
Rogge was slightly startled. Is there any difference? "
"The difference is very big." Pompeo said, "The most important point is that the imperial law stipulates that a prince who is in charge of a country can have a private army of no more than 150,000, and can conduct external conquests. The grand duke can not have more than five private soldiers. Thousands of people, the one hundred thousand army of Duke Doillac is authorized by the emperor. Without the prince's knighthood, I am afraid that half of your current one hundred thousand army will be disbanded immediately. In addition, the empire has no regard for the prince in the succession of knights and the amnesty of criminal crimes. Very loose. All in all, you must get this prince. In this way, at least the Thirteenth Prince will not dare to change your mind openly."
Pompeo added: "Women have little status in the empire. There are many concubines of the emperor, and none of them are particularly favored. The status and wealth of the princesses and their mother's family often depend on the quality of the princess's marriage. This point It will be very beneficial to you.”
Rogge was silent. He would not believe that the empire would completely trust him. In the Asrofic Empire, which advocates force, elite warriors and numerous strong men are power, status, and a guarantee of security. In any case, Pompeo’s reminder is indeed very important.
But Froya smiled brightly, but she held a silver needle between her fingers and gave Rogge a few hard blows in the dark. The little goblin knew that Rogge had thick skin and thick flesh. Not to mention his nails, even a dull knife might not be able to pierce his skin. But no matter how tough Rogge's skin was, it would never be able to withstand the sharp needlepoint.
Rogge knew that Pompeo and Rockefeller valued him mainly because he had many highly capable people under his command. For example, Feng Die and Froya in the carriage can be called masters of martial arts and magic. However, they did not know the existence of the two powerful men in the sanctuary, Death Class and ***, nor did they know that there was a man named Hughes who was extremely cunning. These ace fat guys don't intend to reveal it. Everyone in the carriage has temporary interests and are taking advantage of each other. If the City of Clouds and Nights falls one day, there is no guarantee that Pompeo and Rockefeller will not target Rogge.
Since his rendezvous with Pompey, Death Ban and Xius left the team and followed him secretly.
At this time, a Poseidon knight came to the carriage and handed a small silver cylinder to Rockefeller.
Rockefeller took out a small roll of paper from the cylinder and read it carefully. The more he watched, the more nervous and excited he looked. He immediately handed the secret message to Pompeo, who looked mixed after reading it. Then, the secret message came into Rogge's hands.
The secret message was simple and concise. The main content was that a group of adventurers accidentally discovered a place called Amaro's Hades in the mountains near the Holy Alliance. According to them, the body of the demon Amaro and a powerful weapon were sealed inside. The frost dagger. This team of adventurers was unable to explore the Hades Palace, so they prepared to sell the information to the Silver Holy Cult at a high price.
This was a perfectly normal transaction. But the problem is that the druids also know the news and are willing to pay a higher price. Obviously the Druid is very aware of the importance of the Frost Dagger to the Silver Holy Cult, so he never wants it to fall into the hands of Rockefeller. The person in charge of the local church of the Silver Holy Cult was very capable. He saw that the adventurers wanted to repent, so he immediately used force to capture them all. However, the local forces of Yunxiao City had the absolute upper hand, so the person in charge did not dare to escort these adventurers to the Grand Temple of the Silver Holy Cult. Instead, he chose to use torture in an attempt to torture them out of the Amaro Hades Palace. location. It's just that these adventurers are very smart and know that the druid will come to rescue them at any time, so they don't even try to kill them.
The situation is now very critical, and the local druids are mobilizing manpower to attack the Holy Land of the Silver Holy Cult at any time. Therefore, the person in charge urgently requested help from Rockefeller.
"Amaro Hades Palace... Frost Dagger... Is there any secret in this?" Rogge asked with a frown after reading the secret letter.
Rockefeller sighed: "It is said that the Frost Dagger has the divine power of the Ice and Snow Goddess. This dagger is undoubtedly powerful, but this is not the reason why the Silver Holy Cult values it. By studying the divine power of the Ice and Snow Goddess on the dagger, we will It is of great help to the magic development of the Holy Religion. To be honest with Mr. Rogge, the Ice and Snow Goddess has not shown any miracles for decades. This is the fundamental reason for the decline of the Holy Religion of Silver. The Holy Religion of Silver defeated the Church of Light. In the glorious era, the Holy Religion once had three great magisters at the same time, I really miss them!"
It's just that once this battle breaks out, the casualties will exceed the sum of previous conflicts between the two sides, and it is likely to be the beginning of a full-scale war between the Silver Holy Religion and the City of Yunxiao. For the Silver Holy Sect, which was at a disadvantage, this decision was very difficult to make.
"Master Rockefeller, what do you think?" Pompeo said slowly.
Rockefeller said without any hesitation: "I am determined to get this frost dagger!"
Pompeo nodded and muttered: "In Montreal...it's three hundred and fifty kilometers away from us, which is not too far away. The City of Yunxiao shouldn't have expected that we would abandon the Poseidon Corps and rush to the imperial capital so quickly. Well, let's use this to teach the druids a lesson! If we don't have many people to support us, we should be able to reach Montreal within a day. I don't remember that there is a city of clouds around Montreal. Members of the Elders exist..." He looked at Rockefeller inquiringly.
Rockefeller nodded and said: "There are indeed no Druid elders around Montreal. As long as the number of people we support is no more than thirty, I have a way to quietly send them to the Cathedral in Montreal."
Pompeo nodded and looked at Rogge.
Rogge smiled and said, "Do you want me to go?"
"Neither Master Rockefeller nor I can come forward directly. The superficial harmony with Yunxiao City is still needed. You also don't want to reveal your identity. Just now Master Rockefeller said that in order to catch the Druid off guard, we have people who can go There can't be too many, and only a few of the most elite people can be sent over. My twenty 'Anti-Tide Whale' warriors will all be temporarily under the command of Lord Rogge. Master, how many of your magicians can you send?"
Rockefeller said: "There are four magicians above level 13 in the Ice and Snow Mage Group, and they can all be dispatched."
Rogge's faint smile was enough. "
Pompeo said again: "Lord Rogge, those elf guards of yours are too obvious, so it's better not to take them with you. I have several magic scrolls that I have collected for many years. Please bring them with you, just in case. Bar."
"If this battle breaks out..." Rogge said, "The casualties will probably be negligible."
Pompeo smiled and said: "Lord Rogge can handle matters in Montreal as appropriate, and everyone there will act according to your orders. In fact, as long as the matter is handled cleanly, no matter how big the conflict is, we can push it away afterwards. Still One thing is that the emperor likes decisive people the most..."
The three people quickly agreed on the details of the action and response. Then Pompeo and Rockefeller left Rogge's carriage and were replaced by three women, one man and four magicians. Twenty "Anti-Tide Whale" guards with faint murderous intent each brought four war horses, waiting for Rogge's orders.
Soon, amidst the thunderous sound of horse hooves, Rogge, the carriage and twenty knights galloped away, disappearing at the end of the avenue in the blink of an eye.
The four high-level magicians of the Ice and Snow Mage Group had suffered a lot during the journey. Now that they got on Rogge's carriage, they felt like they were in heaven.
The fat man leaned back comfortably in his chair and carefully planned his move. For him, it was a great thing to be able to use Pompey and Rockefeller's men to attack the Druids. Of course, you can't expect the Death Squad to take action against Yunxiao City, and the old fox like Hughes probably won't take action either. But since the Druid elders will not appear, which means Rogge will never meet a Druid above level 15, then what is he afraid of
What's more, Fengdie's martial arts skills have almost recovered, and now the Elf King's bow is in her hand, making her definitely the magician's natural enemy.
The three female magicians of the Ice and Snow Mercenary Group are a bit old, but under the effect of magic, they still look very young. Their eyes were full of jealousy when they looked at Froya and Fengdie, and when they saw Rogge, they felt a little disdainful. The middle-aged male magician was very nervous and seemed at a loss. He occasionally glanced at Froya and Fengdie secretly.
Sunrise and sunset, and then the night before dawn.
In an inconspicuous three-story house in Montreal, a pair of sharp eyes were staring closely at a group of buildings in the darkness in the distance. There is the church of the Silver Holy Cult. From the scale and gorgeous style of the building complex, we can still see the glory of the Silver Holy Cult.
'Eagle of the Dawn' Mateo is already somewhat famous in the Druid world. He is tall and dressed in brown leather, showing his fortitude and determination.
Although Mateo is already a thirteenth-level druid, he still feels a little nervous now. In a few moments, when the first ray of dawn shines on Montreal, two hundred warriors and a dozen druids, under his leadership, will rush into the church of the Silver Holy Cult and kill several people imprisoned in it. rescued by an adventurer. If it hadn't happened suddenly, such a major action should at least be directed by the elders, and it would never have been Mateo's turn.
Even if members of the Silver Holy Cult gather in several nearby cities, their strength is far from Mateo's opponent, so this is a must-win operation.
Mateo couldn't help but thank the goddess of nature for favoring him from the bottom of his heart.
The sky was gradually getting brighter, and Mateo once again recalled the portraits and related descriptions of several adventurers in his mind, and then let out three long and sharp eagle calls.
The chirping of birds keeps echoing in the air of Montreal. One after another, vigorous figures jumped out of their hiding places and rushed towards the church of the Silver Holy Cult.
when... when...
The huge bell of the Silver Holy Church rang. Mateo sneered. He knew this was a warning signal, but this time, he was not here to sneak attack, but to attack by force.
Not far away, figures flashed behind the iron gate of the church courtyard. Mateo chanted a spell, waved his hands outward, and in the flash of green light, a large thorn thorn flew over the sky, not only beating the few guards behind the iron gate with holes. , the huge impact even caused the entire iron gate to slowly topple over!
Amidst the roar, two heavy iron gates slammed into the yard, sending a cloud of smoke and dust flying into the air.
Mateo walked into the courtyard of the Silver Holy Church with steady and determined steps. Behind him were dozens of warriors and several druids. Although he was confident that the strength of these people was enough to sweep the church to the ground, their goal was only to attract the enemy's main force. The real attack lay in the outflanking from the sides and rear.
Since this is a must-win battle, Mateo doesn't want his side to suffer too many casualties. This will affect the Presbyterian Church's evaluation of him.
The main church building dozens of meters away suddenly became bright, and dozens of people poured out of the door.
There were dozens of expressionless and murderous warriors in the crowd, which made Mateo's heart sink. Although the strength of the Silver Holy Cult is much stronger than expected, it is obvious that he has successfully attracted the opponent's attention by pretending to underestimate the enemy, and Mateo is still confident of winning. Facing a powerful enemy, the proud heart of 'Eagle of Dawn' began to beat strongly!
"Hahahaha!" A burst of arrogant laughter suddenly came from the crowd opposite, and then a fat man with gorgeous clothes and an arrogant attitude squeezed out from the group of soldiers.
The fat man pointed at Mateo and shouted arrogantly: "You uncivilized druids, how dare you come to provoke the Silver Holy Cult! I have long expected that you are coming to attack, and have already set up a dragnet. You guys If you are smart, surrender as soon as possible, and I can guarantee you a good position in the Silver Holy Cult!"
Mateo snorted and slowly pulled out the machete from behind.
He felt very strange that the leader of the Silver Holy Cult was not the usual ice and snow magician but this fat man. Although the opponent's soldiers seemed very difficult to deal with, since it was commanded by this incompetent fat man, this operation would definitely be much easier.
Seeing that Mateo refused to surrender, the fat man was obviously very angry. He pointed at Mateo and shouted loudly: "Come here, chop all these bastards!"
The fat man directed others to rush forward, but he stepped back, and even pulled a tall warrior to stand in front of him.
Mateo saw all this and just sneered, a faint brilliance began to flash on the scimitar.
For some reason, the more Mateo looked at the fat man, the more displeased he became, and he wanted to chop him into pieces with a knife.
The battle situation was just as Mateo expected. Although it was difficult, everything was still under his control.
The dozens of warriors of the fat man were obviously the best among the best. Their swordsmanship was simple and practical. Although they were at a disadvantage, they were not uneasy. They formed a tight defensive line to protect the fat man from behind. No matter how Mateo launched his offensive, he could only force these warriors to retreat slowly, but he could not kill these warriors who cooperated with each other tacitly, nor could he break through their seemingly shaky defenses.
Although Mateo still had strong confidence, a discordant sound began to appear on the battlefield.
The fat man, who had fled to the steps of the church, saw that he was safe for the time being, and became arrogant again, making the druids furious. Since the warriors couldn't reach the fat man, the druids began to use magic to carry out long-range attacks. It's just that the female magician guarding the fat man seemed to be very powerful. She took the magic attacks of three druids by herself, and she still had the energy to fight back.
The battle situation in the courtyard was at a stalemate, and the Druid warriors had suffered casualties one after another. Although they were approaching the church, their progress was slow, and the fat man in command seemed to be fleeing to a safer place at any time.
Mateo counted the time and knew that the time to decide the battle had arrived. "Let's see how long you can continue to be arrogant!" He looked at the fat man and sneered secretly in his heart.
"No big deal!" The fat man suddenly frowned and shouted loudly: "These uncivilized druids are by no means aboveboard. We must prevent them from sneaking up from the back door! Who are you, please pass on my order?" , get ready! Open the back door! See if there are any sneaky guys outside!"
Mateo's heart suddenly sank!
At this time, twenty warriors, led by two druids, had quietly hidden themselves at the back door of the church courtyard. The sound of fighting in the front could be heard in the distance, but it was quite quiet at the back door. It seemed that the people of the Silver Holy Cult were attracted to the battle in the front yard.
At this moment, two heavy doors slowly opened in front of these druids.
The druid was stunned for a moment, but when he heard the fierce fighting in front and thought about the strength comparison between his side and the Silver Holy Cult, he still waved his hand and firmly led the team into the backyard.
There is indeed an ambush in the backyard!
As Mateo expected, the number of people ambushing on the roof and windows was limited, no more than twenty, and there were even a few waiters and the like who didn't know any martial arts or magic at a glance. But what Mateo didn't expect was that each of these ambushers had a triple military steel crossbow shining with a green light!
This kind of crossbow is quite small, but it is very powerful at close range and can shoot through the armor of heavily armored knights. They are not easy to make, are very expensive, and reloading the crossbows is time-consuming. Therefore, only a handful of the most elite guards in the main army of the empire will be equipped with them. Normally, even in a small place like Montreal, you might not be able to find such a powerful crossbow. But now there are as many as twenty bodies in the church of the Silver Holy Sect!
Plop, plop, before the Druid could give the order to retreat, sixty crossbow arrows had already whizzed in, passed through the bodies of these warriors, and finally, with a line of blood, penetrated deeply into the ground or into the ground. Within the walls!
There were screams in the backyard. In the blink of an eye, more than twenty attackers were lying dead on the ground. Only the two soldiers who entered the house the slowest managed to escape with their lives. Seeing that they couldn't do anything, they immediately turned around and fled out of the backyard. The ambushers did not pursue them, and several of the warriors began to reload the crossbows for everyone.
A sudden scream in the backyard reached Mateo's ears, and for the first time, 'Eagle of Dawn' doubted his hearing. The fat man didn't know if he was just lucky or if he was really a master tactician. Anyway, he gave the order to ambush without warning, so these screams did not seem to come from the fat man's people. But if it's a Druid... that's more than twenty elite warriors! How could so many people be killed in an instant? How many people did that damn fat man ambush in the backyard
But in Mateo's plan, it was still a feint at the back door.
After hearing the screams, the fat man was extremely proud. He took out a blueprint from his arms, opened it and looked at it, and suddenly exclaimed: "It turns out that the wall in the southeast corner of the warehouse is the shortest! Whoever comes, no matter if there is anyone there, just throw two Let’s talk about magic!”
Mateo's heart felt cold again.
Following Rogge's order, the window on the top floor of the church suddenly opened, revealing the figures of four ice and snow magicians. Just from the magic light wrapped around their bodies, it can be seen that these four magicians are of high level.
The roof of the warehouse sloped towards the courtyard. Following the spell of the ice and snow magician, the roof was covered with a layer of green ice in the blink of an eye, and then countless extremely sharp ice blades about two feet tall were planted on it. On the walls of the warehouse and on the floor in front of the warehouse.
In an instant, the warehouse, which was a weak link in the defense line, turned into a death trap.
As soon as the trap was set, druid warriors jumped from outside the wall to the roof of the warehouse one after another. But they were unable to gain a foothold on the unexpected ice, and fell down one after another, sliding into the courtyard.
Seeing the countless approaching ice blades, these warriors could not suppress the fear of death and began to scream! The soldiers outside the wall heard the screams of their comrades in the courtyard and were eager to rescue them. They immediately jumped up and rushed into the courtyard.
In a matter of moments, blood soaked the walls of the warehouse and the ground in front of it. The soldiers who were penetrated by the ice blade could only struggle helplessly.
'Eagle of Dawn''s heart was in constant pain, so painful that he could hardly bear it.
But his ordeal wasn't over yet.
The fat man suddenly raised his head and frowned: "Why is there always an owl hovering above our heads so early in the morning? Who is here! Shoot that silly bird down for me!"
Mateo finally couldn't help but yelled: "Riddle, run away!"
But it was too late.
Next to the fat man, a female warrior in gorgeous armor took off the long bow from her back. There was a flash of light in the courtyard, and a magic arrow shot into the sky at a height that was indistinguishable to the naked eye!
A cloud of feathers exploded in the sky, and among them was a small blood flower.
The fat man withdrew his gaze from the sky and looked at Mateo and smiled proudly, smiling brightly and brightly.
Mateo was in confusion and could only try to maintain the minimum composure. He knew the significance of this operation and still did not want to give up. For the current plan, only by finding a way to capture that fat man can we possibly force the Holy Sect of Silver to submit. Looking at the fat man's luxurious clothes, the 'Eagle of Dawn' just hoped that the fat man's status would be important enough and would not let him down.
Mateo waved his hand and led his men slowly back towards the gate. Soldiers from both sides were entangled in a fight, so the fat man's defense line was slowly drawn away from the church.
The four druids shouted and suddenly jumped towards the church! While still in the air, the two female druids turned into two panthers and pounced on the female warrior who had just shot the flying eagle in the sky with a bow. A male druid, regardless of being struck by lightning one after another, still rushed towards the female magician who was protecting the fat man with a ferocious look. The last tall and strong Druid rushed towards the frightened fat man!
The druid had an extraordinary physique, and it seemed likely that he had bear-type transformation skills. He successfully grabbed the fat man's neck, turned around and shouted angrily at the warriors in the fierce battle: "Stop it! Otherwise I will kill you... Lu Yi's roar ended with a scream.
The fat man suddenly kicked him in the calf! Druid clearly heard a click and knew that his leg bone had been broken. Before he could react, the fat man flew towards him with another punch. The power of this punch was far beyond Druid's imagination. Even his power when he turned into a violent bear was far inferior!
There was another crisp sound of bone cracking, this time, his skull was shattered. The druid wanted to warn his comrades to beware of this terrible fat man. His mouth opened, but no sound came out.
In the eyes of the three druids next to him, the fat man struggling randomly looked very powerful, and he happened to defeat the bear-type druid. A black panther gave up on the female warrior in front of him, quickly transformed back into human form, turned around and rushed toward the fat man. The druid girl stretched out her sharp claws on her fingertips and rushed towards the fat man who had just taken out a huge magic scroll. The scroll in the fat man's hand has a fiery copper axis as its axis and is engraved with complex patterns and countless magic symbols. It is very powerful at a glance. But the fat man had no time to activate the scroll anyway.
The panicked fat man suddenly threw the magic scroll at the druid girl. This move obviously exceeded everyone's expectations. The heavy magic scroll hit the girl squarely on the forehead. The Druid girl staggered and fell to the ground.
"Sister!" Mateo yelled!
Suddenly, Mateo's eyes glanced at a tiny emblem on the hilt of a warrior's sword. 'Eagle of Dawn''s sharp eyes immediately saw the appearance of the badge, and an idea flashed through his mind like lightning.
'Anti-tidal whale'! Pompey's personal guard!
Only then did Mateo realize that even though the Tidewhale warriors had been at a disadvantage, none of them were injured. Instead, the Druids who had the upper hand suffered heavy casualties.
'Eagle of Dawn''s heart was completely cold! This is obviously a trap! Now that nothing could be done, Mateo could no longer care about the several comrades who went to capture Fatty, and gave the order to retreat in great sorrow.
Half an hour after the fighting stopped, the chief executive of the city of Montreal hurried to the church of the Silver Holy Cult with more than a dozen followers. The rather prosperous chief executive couldn't help but turn pale when he saw the corpses scattered all over the place. Although his chest felt uncomfortable and nauseated, he still managed to hold on. But when he found that the corpses lying on the ground were all from the Druid side, he finally showed a look of panic.
Rogge, who was standing aside, took everything in his eyes. He walked up and whispered in the chief executive's ear: "The people who were killed were not members of the Holy Religion, but druids. You must be disappointed, right? In fact, you have quite a few talents under your command. It would be a pity to kill them all..."
The Chief Executive was taken aback. Just as he was about to say something, he felt a chill in his lower back...
The 'Anti-Tide Whale' warriors had already quietly surrounded the chief executive's entourage, and now they swarmed up and killed all these unsuspecting entourages in an instant.
Rogge chuckled and ordered: "Throw these corpses into the church! This place is no longer useful, so just burn it down!"
Fatty immediately asked the local followers of the Silver Holy Cult to escort several adventurers to the Holy Cult headquarters first. And he himself took the ice magicians and the 'anti-tide whale' guards to complete the final work.
The gathering place of the druids is in an elegant manor on the outskirts of Montreal. As soon as the 'Eagle of Dawn' returned to the manor, he ordered the remaining thirty or so men to burn all confidential documents, pack their luggage within five minutes, and evacuate to the forest in the northeast.
As soon as the quiet manor became noisy, the nightmarish and wild laughter echoed over the manor: "You guys, go in through the back door! And you, the wall in the northeast corner is short, so go in through that Yes! Remember to be careful of traps! Do you know flying magic? Very good, then you can monitor their movements from the sky, and be careful not to be shot down. As for me, sir, I will personally lure the enemy at the main gate."
'Eagle of Dawn' sighed, turned a deaf ear to the screams that kept coming from all over the manor, and calmly walked towards the gate of the manor.
The fat man was standing alone at the gate, looking at the 'Dawn Eagle' walking slowly, smiling happily.
"Arrogance blinded me, that's why I lost so quickly and so easily. This is the punishment given to me by the Statue of Liberty." Mateo sighed and couldn't see through your abilities. Are you a magician or a warrior? Or are you a magical wielder who serves the Frost Goddess? May I know the name of the person who can defeat the 'Eagle of Dawn'? "
The fat man smiled and said: "I am a magician, but I won't tell you my name, lest you druids still hide some secret spells that can rely on names to curse."
Mateo sighed, knowing that I am not your opponent, but I want to end my life gloriously in a magic showdown. I don’t know if I can have this honor. "
"Of course I can consider this." Fatty replied happily.
Although druids had an advantage in magical battles with mages of the same level, Mateo had already foreseen the outcome of his defeat and death. This fat man dared to wait for me here alone, he was obviously confident.
Mateo collected his thoughts, waved his hands, and the low voice of chanting a spell began to echo in the air.
The fat man not far away also raised his hand, but what he shot was not a powerful magic, but a small crossbow arrow shot from his sleeve!
Although the crossbow arrows are small, they are faster than lightning and powerful. The arrow hit Mateo's heart with great accuracy.
Mateo fell to the sky. With his eyes wide open, he stared at Rogge who was approaching, wanting to scold this shameless fat man. But as soon as he opened his mouth, blood foam poured out, causing him to cough violently, and he was unable to say anything.
Rogge put away his smile, slowly reached out and closed Mateo's eyes, and said calmly: "I'm sorry, you are not qualified to see my magic. I originally wanted to live in peace with the City of Yunxiao, but they can't tolerate me. .If you want to blame, blame the Wrath of the Sky."
These were the last words the 'Eagle of Dawn' heard.
Under the escort of twenty knights, a gorgeous carriage slowly turned onto the road leading to the imperial capital. Behind the carriage, a thick black column of smoke was rising into the sky.
Rogge's eyes were slightly closed in the carriage. At this moment, his mind had already flown to Richelieu, the imperial capital of Asrophic. (Quanben Novel Network www.qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo.com)