At the same time that Hao Ren's group entered the main peak of the holy mountain, the other two teams also entered the mountain through other passes.
The final search for the cultists was carried out in a mighty manner. Thousands of knights of the kingdom and soldiers of the church quickly dispersed among the mountains, forming hundreds of search teams that echoed each other. Each team consisted of several wolf cavalrymen. lead. And after these raiding troops entered the mountain, more ordinary soldiers have set up checkpoints on all the traffic arteries at the foot of the holy mountain to prevent any cultists from escaping here.
In the mid-air above the holy mountain, a faint eye-shaped magic pattern floats quietly as if embedded in the zenith, and countless lines that are barely visible to the naked eye spread around the magic pattern, covering the entire holy mountain area. This is a large-scale magic spell laid down by Pope Hui Yao. With this magic spell, the Pope can detect the wind and grass in every corner of the Holy Mountain, even including the slightest footsteps of a rabbit—except for the weird space deep in the Holy Mountain. .
Hodisius was suspended on the western edge of the crystal mine, facing the holy mountain far away, confronting the mountain like a beast ready to attack. The shield-shaped city wall on the front of the floating fortress is filled with magical light, a part of the crystal stone bricks shrank into the city wall, and the muzzles of the radiant magic cannon protruded from the exposed cracks. These muzzles and the surrounding city walls The magic lines are integrated into one, they are the most powerful armed force of Hodisius.
The magic cannons were pointed at the holy mountain, and the magister who was in charge of commanding these cannons was sweating coldly. In Hodisius' command post, several people were watching the movement on the city wall and the direction of the holy mountain through the magic water curtain. Prince Huffman's bald forehead was shiny. Wiping the little sweat, he shook his head slightly to the people around him: "If the artillery is really fired this time, the world will be in chaos."
"So the only thing we should pray for now is that we don't get forced to the point where we need to open fire on the holy mountain," a bishop pressed his hand on his chest, "Goddess has mercy, let our knights successfully deal with those dehumanized monsters." Heretics and their gods."
And in the underground of the command post, there is a more secret room. The room is plainly furnished, with holy objects and classics related to the Hui Yao Sect everywhere. The Pope was standing in the middle of the room, meditating silently. He opened his eyes slightly, and the golden light in his left eye was surging, reflecting every detail of the entire holy mountain. Including the soldiers of the Knights who had begun to search the mountain, while his right eye was looking at a portrait not far in front of him: the portrait depicted strange black and red lines, which were used in the teachings of the Hui Yao Sect. An image representing a goddess.
Those black and red lines, though painted on canvas, were not enchanted. At this time, it is surging slightly, forming various wonderful patterns as if alive. The red part in the picture is like blood permeating the pope's eyes, conveying the idea from the goddess that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.
"Warning..." the pope murmured, as if he heard the voice of the goddess, "there is already such a powerful floating fortress. What do you want us to be wary of?"
at the same time. Among the holy mountains, Hao Ren and the others have stepped into the snow-covered land.
The knights who came together before had been dispersed into dozens of combat squads as planned. Under the leadership of the wolf cavalry, they searched the mountains separately. Now they rely on magic messages to communicate with each other, while Hao Ren and the others are led by Uruk himself. Continue toward the deepest point. According to the plan, the soldiers of the Knights were responsible for dealing with the heretics who had returned to the sect, while Hao Ren and his group were going to the core area of the psychic force field to capture the brain monster. But I don't know why, everyone has entered the mountain until now, although they can see some traces of human activities. Not even a pagan was encountered, let alone any encounters.
Vivian took out the protective crystal and took a look, and saw that the crystal was emitting a soft light: "There is mental disturbance here... We should have stepped into the power range of the brain monster. But why is this journey so smooth?"
"Yeah, I didn't even see the shadow of the cultists." Hao Ren was also wondering about this matter, "Uruk, didn't you encounter resistance when you sent wolf cavalry to search the mountains before? Why is it so so here today? quiet?"
"They did come," said Uruk, who had already got off the wolf, and bent down, sniffing the breath in the air. "There is also the smell left by someone from outside, but it was all a day ago."
"The holy mountain has been completely sealed off, and the cultists are unable to fly. They will definitely not be able to escape." There was a sound of light armor rubbing, and Ophra's voice sounded behind everyone, "Probably hid in the lair."
Yzaks looked at the terrain in the mountain, and looked at Uruk curiously: "It is said that you have been staring at this mountain for thousands of years, but you have not found any traces of those cultists before that? They even Having a base in this mountain...it's incredible."
When this topic was brought up, Uruk, the leader of the wolf cavalry, had a bad face of course. He shook his head: "It's a shame, but to be honest, I still can't believe that this kind of thing can really happen... The wolf cavalry patrols every day. Mountains, we have walked through every mountain road here, but we have never seen outsiders... It is incomprehensible, incomprehensible. I don't know how to explain this."
Hao Ren froze for a moment after hearing Uruk's words, as if he vaguely thought of something, but the thought was fleeting, and he didn't grasp anything.
Uruk continued to lead the people into the mountains. The road ahead became more and more rugged. He had to pick up the safe mountain paths according to his experience to prevent slipping on the snow-covered slopes. The werewolf leader who had lived in the mountains for two hundred years was very familiar with these roads. He felt that he could walk back and forth from here to home even with his eyes closed, but as he got deeper, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
Nangong Sanba noticed that Uruk's footsteps slowed down and his expression was serious, and he was a little nervous: "What's wrong?"
Uruk frowned and looked at the mountain road in front of him, then walked a few steps forward, looked around at a fork in the road, as if someone passing by here for the first time was looking for the way, he walked back and forth a few times like this Finally, I looked up at the familiar Rizhuo Peak above: "The direction is right..."
"This road is different from what I remember!" Uruk finally turned his head and said to everyone, his voice was incredible, "There should be no fork in the road here... I have walked through this place hundreds of times, and I never remember it There's also a ramp down to the valley."
As he spoke, he frowned and looked towards a sudden valley in the mountains: "No... I don't even remember that there is a valley here."
"Are you sure?" Ofra hurriedly asked, "Can a werewolf still get lost in the holy mountain?"
"I don't know what's going on," Uruk pointed at the fork in the road. "I'm familiar with the mountain roads on this side of the fork, but I have no impression on the other side."
Hao Ren suddenly realized something: "Wait, what is on the right side of the fork in your memory? Is it a rock? A canyon? Or something else?"
Uruk frowned and thought, he was shocked to find that the scene on the right side of this fork in his memory was blank!
It wasn't a rock, it wasn't a canyon, it wasn't anything. After trying to remember, he found that he had passed this road countless times, but he had never looked this way. Regarding the scene on the right side of the fork, there was only blank space!
"I understand what's going on," Hao Ren knew the answer by looking at Uruk's expression, "I'm afraid other werewolves have never discovered this road—your perception has been interfered by the brain monster."
Uruk was dumbfounded.
"The entire core area of the holy mountain is probably in this state of interference," Hao Ren looked at the people around him, "passing here will distort your senses, and you will subconsciously ignore the road around you. Nothing feels wrong when I remember it. The brain monsters have taken this whole area out of the world's 'sight', which is why the cultists can hang around here."
A trace of horror appeared on Ophra's face: "...how long has this disturbance been going on?"
"Humans don't realize when they fell asleep," Vivienne suddenly said, and she looked at Uruk. "Since the werewolves have historical records, have you found this valley in the holy mountain? Yours Is this area on the map?"
Uruk fell silent, while Betsy felt a chill slowly creeping into her heart.
(In short, there are various reasons, and I have to update it in advance... I have been busy recently, and the chapters can only be spelled out with a burst of liver. Life is so difficult = . =) (to be continued~^~)