Five carriages were galloping through the city, and Jenkins in the carriage was still puzzled.
Since the rotation and color matching of those light spots are very unfamiliar, it is speculated that this should be the first batch of reinforcements sent by the Holy See.
"They came here just to serve as my guards?"
Miss Bevanna and Jenkins were sitting in the same carriage, besides these two, there was chocolate that slipped into the carriage at some point.
A special feeling made Jenkins always feel jittery, as if something big was about to happen. This was a reminder from the spirit, and he had to be cautious.
Since he will live in the church for a long time, all of Jenkins' belongings are now on him, which makes him feel safer. Fortunately, the winter clothes are heavy, and it is hard to see how many messy things are stuffed inside.
The carriage bumped all the way to the outside of the city. The roads in the outskirts of the city were not easy to walk, and the five carriages could not maintain the original formation, so the carriage that Jenkins was riding in could only go to the center.
Miss Bevanna was on the way and talked to Jenkins about the history and role of baptisms. Its origin was contemporaneous with the emergence of the Church of the Sages, and the specific principle was not complicated, which was to use special materials and the power of gods to strengthen the fragile bodies of mortals.
Created from an ancient mystical ritual that has been lost, Baptism was a necessary means of increasing survival many epochs ago, when the church had many enemies. But in modern times, the ritual has far more religious significance than practical significance.
Of course, depending on the materials used and the blessings of the gods, the ritual will have different effects on different benefactors. This time, Miss Bevanna was clearly well prepared.
As expected, things would not go so smoothly. When the lush valley could be seen from a distance, suddenly there was a loud noise from the left side of the carriage.
"It has nothing to do with us."
Miss Bevanna pressed Jenkins' shoulder, "This is very close to the destination, the guards will take care of the trouble."
But Jenkins' opinion was exactly the opposite of hers. The left side of the carriage should have been farmland, but in the early winter season it could only be called a very flat open land. This kind of terrain maximized the vision of the Eye of Reality. He was able to pass through the compartment of the carriage and clearly see the entangled clusters of light spots approaching here.
Especially the huge number of those light spots, obviously more than one person is fighting. Some of them have been seen more than once, and they should be the bestowers of the Orthodox Church.
"oh?"
The corners of his mouth trembled, and he quickly returned to normal. The people who are fighting are obviously two teams belonging to different forces, but the one who is moving quickly in this direction is a familiar friend—Miss Magic.
After all, she was still involved in this matter, and the ashes in her hands were probably the source of the trouble.
From the corner of his eye, he noticed that the last carriage in the convoy had stopped, and the benefactor inside moved quickly towards the direction of the battle, and now there were only three escorts left.
"Miss Bevanna, I suddenly have an ominous premonition."
"I can't turn back now, let's go into the forest first, the guards there are very strong..."
Not knowing what happened, she suddenly jumped up, broke through the roof of the carriage and jumped out. A black aura flashed across the side of the carriage, and then an old man wearing a black sacrificial robe stepped out of the void.
This is an 8th-level benefactor, his eyes are tired, and the skin on his face is slack as if it is about to hang down. He holds a bone staff in his right hand, and at the top is a skull with eye holes facing the sky; in his left hand, he drags a complex sand table of maps, with black aura flickering.
This kind of clothing is obviously a believer of the [Lord of Immortality], and the old man didn't expect that an opponent of the same level was waiting for him just after he moved over. In fact, he didn't come here for the team at all. coincide.
Miss Bevanna tapped her fingers, and the golden magic chain protruded from the void. The old man slammed the bone stick into the ground, and a faint black air diffused from the soles of his feet.
In any case, Jenkins lost one of his guards again, and for some inexplicable reason, the two demigod-level benefactors formally fought.
"Chocolate, if there is a situation in a while, then hurry up."
His heart was beating faster and faster, but he didn't do any strenuous exercise. This is a sign of extremely high inspiration, and there must be something big happening in a while.
It was getting closer and closer to the entrance of the valley, but there seemed to be sounds of fighting and explosions coming from all directions. Jenkins even saw the figure of Captain Bincy. If I remember correctly, the last time we met, he mysteriously said that the core of the ceremony was about to be found...
"Isn't it right here?"
If you think about it carefully, it's not impossible. The underground mines around here are intricate and complicated. Since they were able to dig out one secret passage, it's not impossible to have a second one.
"So I was so unlucky that I ran into the final decisive battle?"
In the distance, a large number of light spots overlapped together, and the aftermath of the battle even affected the moving carriage. The escort group had to send another car to reinforce the battle, so when they finally reached the entrance of the valley, there were only three cars left.
This place has become very different from the last time Jenkins left. At the entrance of the primeval forest, some tree houses and stone houses have been built in an orderly manner.
The buildings at the front are like bunkers and archery towers from the ancient times, and runes visible to the naked eye swim on the buildings.
The temperature in the forest is more like spring, and there is a damp earthy smell everywhere. When the feet landed on this land, an inexplicable sense of joy arose spontaneously, and even diluted the anxiety in my heart.
The ground suddenly shook, and the howling wind rushed into the valley along the narrow terrain. Everyone looked up into the distance together, the golden light formed a strange shape, diluting the clouds in the gloomy sky.
"Gentlemen… "
"it does not matter."
Someone patted Jenkins on the back, and when he looked back, it was Professor Burns. He was not wearing casual clothes, but a gray sacrificial robe. Standing with him was Mr. Smith, the keeper of secrets, and some familiar people who couldn't name them.
They are all gifters, but they are very low-level, and seem to be apprentices of the Keeper of Secrets.
"You came here just for baptism, other things have nothing to do with you."
The keeper nodded at Jenkins, and the crowd automatically parted a path. The old man bent down and made a gesture of invitation.
A trail extends from here to the forest, and the giant trees sway their branches gently in the wind.