Mr. Fletcher responded to Bishop Vallejo with a smile on his face. He pointed to a corner in front of the small fountain in the Vatican Gate Square, and said: "No, no, just say it here! This is a good place, you can A place to talk!"
The smile on Mr. Fletcher's face came from the heart, even with a hint of kindness, just like seeing a good friend; in fact, for Vallejo, a staid but really upright bishop, even because The camps are different, and Mr. Fletcher will give corresponding respect; at least, if you have a good relationship with such a person, there will always be traces to follow when something unexpected happens, right
Bishop Vallejo looked puzzled, he followed Mr. Fletcher to the fountain, and asked, "Chief North, is there anything urgent?"
Mr. Fletcher deliberately lowered his voice and said: "Well, we found Drow on the battlefield. Just about two hours ago - one of our family's strongholds was attacked. Although the support was still timely, but Another twenty young men, fine lads lost their lives!"
When Mr. Fletcher said this, he gritted his teeth; the Bishop of Vallejo, who was on the side, immediately prayed twice for the dead in a low voice, and then asked, "Are you sure?"
Mr. Fletcher squeezed the palm of his hand, and said with faint resentment: "Although I haven't seen drows before, their corpses are so special...the abyss, hell-like black, and that Blood-red eyes, I don’t think I’m wrong! Moreover, the corpses they left behind are still there, you can go and check them!”
Bishop Vallejo frowned, and he said worriedly: "What is the purpose of these drows? Really... I have to go and inform those ascetic monks that we need their help..."
As he said that, Vallejo turned around and was about to go to the church; as soon as he turned around, Mr. Fletcher yelled: "Be careful!"
Before Bishop Vallejo could react, he felt a huge force pushing him to the ground, and when he raised his head, he saw two black figures with a bright light coming from him. The top of his head grazed, and the icy cold feeling made him instinctively know what it was. .23zw.
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A scream appeared on the young priest. Obviously, his luck was not so good. A machete sliced across his chest, almost ripping him open. However, even if he was not completely ripped open Belly, such a large wound, and the intestines and internal organs that flowed out, it was obvious that the young priest would not survive.
Several consecutive sneers came from the figure holding the scimitar. Although the other party covered his face, the red eyes were enough to reveal the other party's identity.
"Drow!"
The elites of the Northstead family shouted in unison, and they quickly rushed towards the two drows; however, the two drows were unimaginably swift, and after a slight pause, they jumped onto the church The roof, and then another jump, not only dodging the lightsaber shot out from the church, but the two figures completely disappeared.
A group of ascetic monks came out of the church, and the leading ascetic monk of the Sunshine grade inspected the body of the young priest on the ground, and immediately asked Vallejo: "Your Excellency, what happened before?"
Vallejo said with certainty: "Drows, those drows were not all killed, they mixed into the team of dark creatures! A previous stronghold of the Nosd patriarch was attacked by these drows, where With drow's corpse!"
The Sunshine Ascetic Monk looked at Mr. Fletcher in front of him, just nodded, without speaking; he turned around and walked towards a middle-aged Gnosd who looked younger but was actually the leader. Go, a faint wave that is not easy to cause others radiated from his fingertips, and at the same time, he asked: "Did you see the drow before? Is it the same drow in your stronghold? "
The members of the Northstead family looked at the ascetic monk in front of them with a little disdain, but they said truthfully: "Well, we saw the drow attack before; and in our camp, these guys are definitely gang!"
There was nothing unusual, this sun-level ascetic monk nodded and said, "Thank you for your answer!"
Then, he turned around and nodded to Mr. Fletcher, and then said to Bishop Vallejo: "Your Excellency, those drows seem to have all been transferred under our search, we must follow Behind them, give them the most fatal blow, and they can't give them any chance to breathe!"
Vallejo lowered his head, silently chanted "God Says", and then continued: "This is what it should be, the glory of God cannot be tarnished like this... On the battlefield, there are Lyman knights, everyone If you have any problems, you can seek help from Knight Lehman—he is an upright and loyal knight, and you can completely trust him!"
The sun-level ascetic had obviously heard of Lyman's reputation, and immediately nodded, then nodded again to Mr. Fletcher, and under the glaring gaze of the Gnosds, he set off straight to the west. Bishop Vallejo, with a hint of embarrassment, looked at Mr. Fletcher and said, "Chief Nord, they don't have any malice!"
Mr. Fletcher shrugged his shoulders and said: "In front of dark creatures, we need to unite... So, we will forget some unpleasantness, won't we?"
Bishop Vallejo immediately nodded and said, "Yes, that's right, we must unite!"
Mr. Fletcher raised his head and looked at the dim moonlight. He said, "Dawn is coming. This time is the last moment when those dark creatures are most active. Just in case, I need to rush back to the front line!"
Bishop Vallejo said: "Of course, please be careful all the way!"
Standing where he was, Bishop Vallejo kept watching Mr. Fletcher who finally disappeared into the night under the protection of layers of members of the Nosted family; he did not turn until he could not even hear the footsteps. Turning around and looking at the corpse on the ground with a sad face, he said in a low voice: "The kingdom of the father has been opened for you, I hope you can get rid of hunger, poverty, and disease..."
A flickering white spark appeared from the corpse, and the next moment, it wrapped the whole corpse, including the clothes, and instantly burned it to ashes; Bishop Vallejo took out a small bag, and carefully put the ashes Turned in, then turned around and entered the church, the small door creaked and slowly closed.
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The team of the Northeast family went all the way to the camp on the western outskirts of Landingburg before returning to their respective posts, while Mr. Fletcher directly entered his tent, where his My friend Standen, the master wizard was looking at him with a smile, and asked, "Did it work?"
Mr. Fletcher nodded with a smile: "Those guys will use magic to detect whether it is a lie. Fortunately, we have prepared for it!"
Master Stanton sighed softly: "The Holy See has never believed in anyone except them. They always think that the truth is only under the constraints of faith-unfortunately, they will never understand that any truth is also true. It's just the so-called reality they see, not the eternal truth!"
Fletcher faced his friend's exclamation and smiled slightly. He didn't interrupt, but waited until his friend finished sighing, and asked: "Can your puppets hide those ascetic monks? Although they are hypocritical, but The strength is real! Moreover, on the battlefield afterwards, it is not so hastily passing by!"
Master Standen nodded and said: "Don't worry, there is no problem at all; after all, my puppets were made in the image of the drows, and some special products of the Underdark were added later, whether it is appearance or In terms of breath, there is no difference from the real drow; only when all the clothes on the outside are completely taken off, and the brand on the chest is exposed, can it be discovered!"
After Mr. Fletcher heard his friend's assurance, he immediately narrowed his eyes and murmured in a low voice: "We are working hard here, how can you just sit back and idle? With such power that can be used but not discovered, I Sure enough, his eyes were covered by anger... That lady is right! Tsk tsk, Ye really has a great backing... It would be great if that lady was from our Northstead family!"
Mr. Fletcher's murmur did not deliberately lower his voice, so Master Stanton heard it clearly; the Master Wizard just smiled wryly at this, and did not intervene in any way; after all, he knew that the war With its sudden appearance, the North family has exposed many problems, the most critical of which is the successor!
Although Brothers Regus and Remos are already on the verge of breaking through, how many times they will break through is not calculable, and that Gefa Northstead has still reached the Moonlight level, just this point alone, His talent is enough to prove the degree of his genius; although not every genius can become a sun-level or high extraordinary, but he has a good enough foundation, or hope.
There is hope to that extent.
After thinking for a while, Master Standon said: "Although Gofa and Linda have moved out of the manor, they have not really separated from the Northstead family. If possible, they can still return to you one day. In the family, make your due contribution to the Nord family!"
Mr. Fletcher shook his head with a wry smile, and said: "They are indeed Gail's children, and they have exactly the same temper as Gail... they are all so stinky!"
After finishing speaking, Mr. Fletcher took a deep breath, quickly adjusted his emotions, and said, "Go, we still need to prepare some good shows for those ascetic monks!"
Master Standen stood up first.
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The three teenagers, Gofa, Tiger, and Little Tom, when Mr. Fletcher was standing at the door of the small church in Landingburg, they had already left the gate to the west of Landingburg, and carefully bypassed the gate belonging to Northland. The family's camp - although it is also against the dark creatures, it is not their target. What they need to find is the line of defense of the demon hunters.
Gefa looked at Tiger who picked up the map and studied it carefully for five minutes, Nai asked, "Are you sure we should go this way?"
Although Tiger hesitated in his heart, he said confidently on his face: "Of course, follow this road, and we will be able to see the first demon hunter's camp in twenty minutes!"
The shy little Tom just smiled veiledly, but Gefa just rolled his eyes and said, "That's what you said twenty minutes ago!"
Tiger's face didn't change at all, he quickly rolled up the map, and said with certainty: "This time, this time, I will definitely find it!"
With that kind of continuous tone, I don’t know whether it is to cheer himself up or to give confidence to the two companions around him; seeing Tiger striding forward, Gefanai followed behind, while Little Tom didn’t care. The talking wakafa walked side by side; however, looking around from time to time, the kind of vigilant eyes proved that he was not so casual.
Just like this, the three of them walked for about twenty-five minutes, just when Tiger himself was about to give up, a bright light suddenly appeared in front of him, Tiger was overjoyed immediately, he turned around with an excited look on his face. Turning over to Gefa and Little Tom, he said, "How about it, did you listen to me?"
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Gefa and Little Tom to answer, he ran forward quickly; but after only two steps, Tiger stopped suddenly, he gestured backwards, and at the same time he stood straight Crawled to the ground; Goffa and Little Tom were on the ground almost when Tiger made the gesture.
Carefully looking around, Gefa and Little Tom leaned forward cautiously.
Gefa lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong?"
Tiger pointed to the fire in front of him, and whispered, "Something's wrong, do you smell blood?"
Gefa immediately raised his head, his nose moved. Immediately, a faint but continuous rust-like smell wafted through the air. This kind of smell is not unfamiliar to Gefa. Bowing his head, he said with certainty: "That's right, it's the smell of blood, and with our current distance, it can still reach such a level, there... there should be no survivors!"
After a pause, Gefa said.
Little Tom's face immediately changed, and he tightened his grip on the T3 submachine gun.
After Tiger saw it, he smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, little Tom; since we have decided to go to the battlefield, we will see such a scene sooner or later, won't we?"
Little Tom's face was still pale but he nodded affirmatively: "Yeah!"
Gefa and Tiger lightly patted Little Tom on the shoulder at the same time—although the two did not want each other to follow, but since the other came and was led by them, they naturally had to take good care of each other; Putting aside the reason of young size, it is more of a responsibility.
The responsibility of being a demon hunter—perhaps, they still didn't understand when Ye Qi and Rhineks said it, but when they encountered something, they had an instinctive choice; able to know what to do.
After staring at the distant light for a few seconds, Gefa asked: "I can't see anything here at all, we need to get closer!"
Tiger also stared at it for a long time, finally nodded, and crawled forward; however, he was stopped by Gefa, who laughed and said: "Technical work like sneaking is not suitable for you, stay here Support me with Little Tom!"
Tiger retorted: "How to support here? At least half of the distance must be advanced to make it possible!"
Little Tom also agreed with this proposal.
In the situation of two to one, Gefa had no choice but to agree. He took the lead in explaining: "Remember to keep your voice down, we can't be sure if there is anything there, waiting for us!"
Tiger patted the song impatiently, and said: "Understood, let's go!"
Songfa immediately shrugged his shoulders, and crawled towards the fire like this; although he was crawling forward, Songfa's speed was not slow at all, it was a few minutes faster than ordinary people walking, and he didn't make any sound , if it is not walking in a straight line, it is completely advancing like a snake.
As they got closer to the firelight, Tiger and Little Tom stayed in the most appropriate position as promised, Gefa continued to move forward, and in a short while came to a place less than twenty yards away from the firelight, and At such a distance, Gefa was able to see everything clearly.
A large bonfire was burning fiercely in the middle, and six or seven vehicles scattered around in an orderly manner formed a circular offensive, and the special logo belonging to the highest zhèngfu special service team was sprayed on the doors of these cars, Ling's always faint but possessed singing skills couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
Maybe it was a bit of a misnomer, but this wasn't a witcher's camp, and Goffa thought it was wonderful.
Because of the angle of these cars, Gefa moved his body slightly to the right, and looked again—Gefa is definitely not a timid person, and he himself thinks so. However, when he saw the most middle thing, But his complexion changed.
More than twenty corpses had their heads twisted off, and the corpses were hung upside down on the surrounding cars and some wooden shelves, and the bloody smell he smelled before was coming from the broken neck One head after another, like a stack of pyramids, was built directly opposite to Gofa's line of sight, and his eyes just met the dead eyes on those heads.
For a moment, Gefa's back immediately felt a little hairy.
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