Shura had already explained the route to Witt and Ayatsuji when they were on their way earlier, so the road to Longzang Mountain was not difficult to find. Soon, they walked up the winding path at the foot of the mountain and entered a lifeless green forest among.
There was a lavender mist looming in the forest, and Ayatsuji probably didn't like this smell very much, so he put on a mask and walked forward with his head bowed. Witt didn't react too much, but felt uncomfortable with the silent environment after entering the forest. Here, he couldn't even hear the chirping of birds and insects.
"The name of Longzang Mountain sounds weird. It seems to mean hiding a giant dragon... Ayatsuji, do you think there are really terrible monsters hidden here?" Wit lowered his voice and asked beside him girl.
The girl replied, "This is the guardianship of the Prophet Estier. With the power of the Prophet, there shouldn't be any danger."
"But... Didn't Shura say that something might happen to the prophet Estier? - Yes, if the Holy Light Stone she guards is stolen, something might really happen to her." Witt said with a bit of a voice. I can't hold it anymore.
After these words fell, the two heard a rustling sound coming from the depths of the woods.
"Who is it?!" Ayatsuji slumped down all of a sudden, put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and quickly entered a state of preparation for battle. Witt also immediately put on his own purple-patterned mask, activating the senses all over his body.
The rustling sound spread from near to far, and it could be heard that someone ran away in the bushes.
Ayatsuji and Witt glanced at each other silently, took a step forward, launched a volley, and chased after him—
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The mysterious figure hiding in the woods was not difficult to track down. The two of them saw the backs of several crimson cloaks between jumping and running. It turned out that there was not just one person hiding in the woods, but a group.
Running away at the sight of people must be a guilty conscience, Witt didn't think much about it, and fired a sniper bomb at him with the thunderbolt in his hand. He just wanted to stop them from escaping, grab one, and ask him clearly, so the bullet deliberately curved and hit the big tree in front of one of them. The explosion really caused him to pause for a short time, and he turned his head, revealing the costume wearing a golden half-face mask and a pair of golden eyes, but when he saw Witt coming towards him, he shook the magic weapon in his hand. The staff fired three streams of purple bullets, heading straight towards Witt.
Before it was Witt's turn to make a move, Ayatsuji, who jumped in front, waved a purple tornado to help him resolve everything, and jumped behind the man with the red cloak and gold mask in a flash, and threw the long knife hung on his neck.
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"Say, who are you?" Ayatsuji lowered his voice and asked deeply.
The man was silent and did not speak.
"I'll kill you if I don't say anything," Ayatsuji added.
The man still didn't speak.
Ayatsuji was about to press down on the blade, Witt hurriedly stopped, and said: "Wait a minute, it would be bad if he is from the Sequoia Palace, don't you think he is also wearing a red cloak? It is really possible that it is a red cape." What about the Sugiya man. Let me take off his mask to see—”
As Witt spoke, he took off the man's mask with one hand... To his surprise, the man had black skin.
"What's the situation? Does Kean have a black-skinned race?" Witt tried hard to recall the appearance of the traveler he saw at the crossroads, but he had never seen any black-skinned race.
"Kean does not have a black-skinned race, but we have indeed seen a black-skinned race with golden eyes." Ayatsuji reminded lightly.
It took Witt a few seconds to sort out his slightly confused thoughts, but he quickly realized who Ayatsuji said he was. That is - Prophet, Arath.
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"Aras has grown up like this!" Witt yelled immediately.
"That's right." Ayatsuji replied softly, and then calmly scanned the surroundings with his peripheral vision.
She has already noticed that, in a few words, those fleeing red cloaks have returned, and it seems that they are going to save their companions.
"But he can't be Arasi, otherwise how could he be subdued by us so easily." Witt said again.
"That's right." Ayatsuji replied.
At this time Witt had also heard the rustling all around, and the thunder and lightning that had never let go had already clenched even tighter.
"I'll put down the knife." Ayatsuji said to the golden-eyed dark skin in front of him, "If it's a misunderstanding, stop and make it clear. If it's not—"
While speaking, Ayatsuji took away the long knife an inch, but the golden-eyed black-skinned man turned around and rushed to the side at this moment, while the other person sprang out from the bushes behind Ayatsuji, and slashed the long ax towards the girl's back. Come!
It was too late to say it, and then it was too fast, Ayatsuji's flash skill broke out in an instant, and a sword pierced the person's heart. At the same time, Witt's sniper shot out, blasting the fugitive's head.
"If not, shoot to kill." Ayatsuji finished his words lightly, and drew back the sword neatly.
There was a rustling sound in the bushes, and there were more than 20 people with golden masks and red cloaks in the surrounding area.