The big moon that has not risen for so many years, the big moon that did not appear when Flame Dru Yin seized power, the big moon that did not appear when the hybrids were in civil strife, was destroyed again just for a dozen-person Bochi official team. Awakened?
The ground beneath my feet gradually hardened.
The smell of sulfur began to fill the air. The forest became sparse and the leaves were covered with dust.
The men who followed Nesse gasped, and the horses began to complain.
"Wait. Please wait for us! This Archmage!" Shisolt shouted.
Nesai kept walking, concentrating on the twists and turns involved.
After turning a corner, the blazing cave appeared in the distance like a grinning skeleton in the night sky, with a terrifying posture, and whispers came from the people behind it.
The moon was obscured by continuous, evil-spirited black smoke, making it look rather gloomy here.
If you look carefully, you can see that a long chin extends from the flaming skull. Nese squinted and saw that it was an enclosed area on the scorched earth, dotted with stars and lights.
This is undoubtedly a quarry.
"Do you want us to go there?" Stewart's face turned pale and he glanced at the big grinning skeleton.
"Yes." Nese turned around and looked at it. There are almost no trees here, and the few trees that are left are as malnourished as beggars, with withered leaves and dark trunks.
The moon zombies are nowhere to be seen. But it still cannot be taken lightly. Their power has been growing and will soon follow.
It stands to reason that the big moon will set at dawn the next day, and everything will be over by then.
He suppressed the foreboding feeling and led the team towards the quarry.
"You will continue to protect us, right?"
Shisolt asked as he walked, "Look, my wife is about to give birth to a baby. She is very weak and can't live without me. The yellow-haired one over there is the only son of the family. All three brothers died in the plague. ——He worked as an errand, which made his old mother refrain from jumping into the well.
The one with freckles on his face, as you can see, is the most well-behaved and capable person. Already engaged to the lady who runs a dyeing shop. They are such a lovely and hard-working couple. You'll be invited to their wedding, I promise..."
Nese turned her head and stared at him.
His expression must have been scary, because Sutter hiccupped as if he'd been choked.
"I'm so sorry. Hiccup! I'm so sorry. This noble archmage. Thank you, hiccup! I just want to say thank you for protecting us. I really don't know how to thank you." Sutter said funnyly from behind.
Nese felt bored and unknowingly walked faster.
Stewart is good at observing people's emotions, and he knows very well when to be domineering, when to act stupid, when to run away without looking back, and when to surrender.
He is like a precise scanner - more accurate than those carefully crafted with complex spells. He can judge the opponent's position in the crowd at the first time, compare his own position in the crowd, and quickly make plans. Come up with solutions and put on different faces.
Cockroach-like people.
Stewart never said a word that offended him. As long as he said something that offended him, he could immediately turn him into powder - there were many ways to do that. But the demographer, clutching his hat, was submissive, rolling his evil eyes under his gray brows, and speaking every word that spoke to his heart.
This made him even more angry.
What made Nese's anger anew was that he met another group of people outside the gate of the quarry.
"This place is sealed," the leader said. The population service team suddenly started shouting.
"No one is allowed to enter." The man just gave them a cold look.
He was well-dressed, his hands were wrapped in a red robe, and he was dressed like a high-level magician. Apart from this, there is no trace of any country or organization on his body.
Nese had a vague impression of this kind of clothing, but couldn't remember it for the moment.
"Why didn't I hear about it?"
Shisolt raised his eyebrows, the lines on his face straightened, and he raised his head forward, "This is the territory of the Kingdom of Pochi, and we have the right to expropriate it. Where are you from?"
"It just so happens that we also have special approval from King Pochi." The leading mage waved his hand.
The men he brought with him were dressed similarly to him, and a bunch of red robes continued their work: they reinforced the door with steel bars layer by layer, and then painted sealing spells, and some people used lime with spar chips on the edge. Draw a line against the wall.
Stewart flashed his epaulettes and held out a hand. "Where's the special approval? Show it to me."
The red-robed mage glanced at the snake's mouth on the epaulette, but without saying much, he neatly took out a page of paper from his arms - Nese could see clearly that there was a crimson pearl with holes drilled and threaded wrapped around the back of his hand.
Shisolte read the page of the document, his face changed slightly, he touched Nese and handed the document in front of him.
Nese glanced at it, raised her hand and gently pushed him away.
"Religious Federation." He stared at the red-robed mage, "Who proposed this?"
"We're just passing by for a rest. Archmage, please be accommodating. There are a bunch of zombies chasing us behind!" Szot followed up and patted his chest - he changed his face again. "We have nothing to do with the Destruction Sect! Really! Besides, we didn't know this was the lair of the God of Destruction..."
"It's the evil god Yin Fomie. He has been expelled from the list of main gods. It is illegal to destroy faith."
The red-robed mage interrupted him coldly, "All the dens and power sources related to the Destruction Cult will be sealed one after another. This is just the first one. The Religious Federation has issued a death order.
A comprehensive sweep of the demons began. Next time I'll have a better memory and stay somewhere else. "
"How damn heartless! What a coincidence!"
Shisolt jumped to his feet and complained. Seeing that the red-robed mage was indifferent, he turned to Nese, "Can you tell them? Think of a way?"
It can't be such a coincidence. Nese thought.
The Land of Moonfall was originally located on the edge of Bochi, and it was a remote place. The last incident also occurred in the Blood Swamp, which was extremely far away from here. If you want to investigate, you should start from Zebra Schneider or Vicardo.
Besides, there are more than tens of thousands of Temples of Destruction in the world, and most people would only think that the Flame Cave is the place of worship of the Fiery Dru Yin. According to normal people's thinking, they would only consider this secondary place of faith unless nothing can be found in the end.
"What, the blond one?"
The red-robed mage glanced sideways at him. His hand naturally dropped, and the red orb was looming.
That is the magic weapon of the Religious Federation's believer-killer. Not only can it help to cast spells quickly and isolate trust, but it can also play a role in communication.
The red-robed mage suddenly raised his hand, and Nese raised her hand almost at the same time.
The two hands were twisted together.
"Get away," Nesse hissed.
He pressed a finger on the orb until it sunk deeply into the back of the red-robed mage's hand, making a bang sound - cold sweat suddenly broke out on the red-robed mage's forehead. "Get out of here. Let us go in. Tell Ufa Ufa to stop following me. Don't force me. Get out of here."
