In fact, the Temple of the Heretic Trial has a notorious reputation. What Arthur wants to avoid and what this fire wants to destroy is probably something. Whether it is hearsay or empirical inference, George actually already has some answers in his heart.
But even though George had seen so much hell on earth, he still couldn't imagine it, and he didn't want to imagine it.
The imagination was too illusive, and he wanted to witness the facts with his own eyes.
The oncoming wind struck hard against the decks of the two battleships, bringing with it smoky heat and the stench of blackened rot.
The Red Scale Lake can be regarded as one of the few large inland lakes in the Pelada Empire, but in front of the two sailing warships, the Red Scale Lake is as narrow as a small bathtub. Before the two battleships could reach full speed, they had to slow down again because of the waterline.
Now the ship is still one kilometer away from the shore, and no one is sure how many traps around the temple have not yet malfunctioned. The multiple-choice question before George is whether to send sampans and batches of transport teams to land on the beach, or to send elites first. Sneak in and observe the situation.
In just a moment, George made his decision.
"Gul'dan Lucifer, Isabella Samael, Brut Samael, Lincoln Belial, Leonardo Mammon, Hera Leviathan, Gordon Don't Xibu, all the vampire lieutenants, follow me; the red dwarf masters, the cannons are loaded and ready for fire support at any time, and the others are on standby on the ship."
"Ah, by the way, General Arthur, if you are tired of shouting just now, you can continue to drink water on the boat and recuperate."
After George said these words, he and the vampire lieutenants turned into blood mist and flew towards the Heretic Trial Temple at low altitude.
"This brat..."
Arthur knew he couldn't stop George, so he could only watch the blood mist fly farther and farther silently. He paced back and forth on the deck for a long time, until the unexpected rain wet his armor, until the big demon, barbarian and old zombie beside him suddenly left, until dusk disappeared and night fell.
"Damn it!"
Arthur lowered his head and cursed, and finally jumped out of the boat.
At the moment when he was about to touch the water, the Saint Dou Qi in Arthur's body condensed and lifted up at the soles of his feet, forming a reaction force. Wearing heavy armor, he actually ran and jumped on the sparkling lake as if he were walking on flat ground!
…
Crossing the lake, skipping the lakeside, and bypassing the large and small traps and barriers outside the temple, when the blood mist returned to human form, standing with his feet on the burning dome of the Heretic Trial Temple, George felt every inch of the flames under his feet. Roaring angrily, he held his breath and read softly:
Phoenix Fire.
A small flame danced and danced on George's fingertips, like a lively little phoenix. This is the purest phoenix fire that George can condense now, and when this small flame appears, the fire that jumps up and down on the beams and tiles of the Heretic Trial Temple actually worships like an emperor. , all fell down, extinguished, and finally disappeared into nothingness.
This is the absolute suppression of the ordinary fire element by the Phoenix Fire!
The flame disappeared, and the choking smoke and dust rose up. The sudden heat turned to sudden cold. Soon, the strong wind blew up, and it picked up the smoke and dust from every gap. There were already existing in the sky, large and small. The cumulonimbus clouds are now condensing and expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally sticking together into a huge black rag, ready to clean this filthy place.
Wow!
Big raindrops arrived as expected, falling from the sky. Mixed with the rain, there was also ear-splitting thunder.
"Follow me and sneak into the temple."
Even though he had an extraordinary body, George did not dare to stand up to the power of nature. Fortunately, the fire was extinguished in time, and the Heretic Trial Temple at his feet did not collapse or fall, leaving a place for George and his party to take shelter. Rain and lightning protection eaves.
Several figures disappeared,
Several wisps of blood mist followed the cracks that even the rain could not penetrate,
Sneaking into the base camp of the black-clad guards,
Several figures quietly appeared again.
dark,
Burnt smell,
long and narrow,
Crowded.
The vampire's dark vision can easily control this darkness, but in the choking air, except for the smell of burned wood and stone, there is no smell of any living creatures.
There are no enemies.
Before stepping into the temple, George had not considered whether the fire might have been directed and staged by the black guards, just to ambush George. But at the moment when he summoned the Phoenix Fire to extinguish the fire, he felt Seeing every flame that was burning the temple, George directly rejected this possibility——
Each fire point takes almost the same time to catch fire. Each fire point is the weakest part of the load-bearing structure. If the fire is extinguished a moment later, the weak point will be completely burned through, the load-bearing structure will collapse, and the temple will also collapse. It will turn into complete ruins.
In a word, this is not an accidental fire, this is a "self-destruction program" that has been prepared for a long time.
Since there was no need to be alert to the enemy's ambush, the search operation seemed to go very smoothly. In fact, in order to ensure that he could observe every corner, George ordered everyone to carry the Gemini Crystal with them and record every bit of what they saw and heard.
Soon, George and others finished scanning the first place to stay——
Transfer station.
There is no doubt that this huge space, which is similar to an underground garage, is the starting point for the black-clothed guards to escape from the temple. The sound of rain piercing the earth can be clearly heard in the secret passage leading to the main road, and the fresh wheel marks on the ground are the traces of the past. Evidence that the black-clad guards stationed here fled in a hurry.
what to do?
Want to chase?
The torrential rain pouring down outside the temple kept pouring into his ears. Looking at the downpour he had personally summoned outside the passage, and the traces of the caravan that were gradually submerged by the rain, although George wanted to give up tracking the senior officials of the Black Guard, Yang Yang He couldn't tolerate the tiger infestation.
"Miss Sirna, please take Uther and Tychus with you to hunt down the remnants of the Black Guards. It's up to you three. If you need support, please inform me as soon as possible."
Needless to say, the strength of the great demon lady Sirna is not to be underestimated. The strength of the old zombie Uther is not far behind. The newly recruited barbarian Tychus can even match the two of them. The three of them are powerful in George's hands. The peak of combat power is George's proud trump card. George will never easily use three people at the same time unless it is absolutely necessary.
Considering that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Heretic Trial Temple, their top management must not be simple figures. However, if these three people join forces, it should not be difficult to track and capture them.
After finishing his conversation with Miss Hilna, George moved his gaze back indoors.
The remnants of the black guards left, leaving behind messy wheel marks and several caravans parked quietly here. They were different from ordinary caravans in that they were larger and had no windows.
"Contribute your own value to the future of the empire."
——On the body of the caravan, a row of Elvish words wrote.
They must be pulling cargo, George thought, and flew above one of the caravans, using a knife to cut open the arched roof of the caravan.
"Wow!"
To George's expectation, bundles of wool, like rice, jumped three feet high from the opening in the ceiling and into George's arms!
Judging from the touch in the palm of his hand, these yarns are of different colors, soft or rough in texture. Unfortunately, the vampire's infrared vision gives George the ability to see the surroundings clearly in the dark, and also deprives George of his normal judgment of color. He is helpless. Next, George snapped his fingers, and a warm firelight slowly rose up like a sky lantern, illuminating the darkness.
Then, what George saw were large tracts of wheat-like gold, like tree bark in the forest, darkly shiny brown, and mixed in, gray white and black...
Fluff?
These,
It’s not fluff at all!
These,
It’s all elves’ hair!
Human soldiers, what are you doing collecting all this hair?
The answer to this question was soon revealed. Seeing the addresses of countless well-known textile factories in the empire recorded on the notebook beside the driver's seat of the caravan, George felt a chill go down his spine.
Is this elven hair woven into blankets and clothes? !
This is not some animal down!
Where is their owner now?
With this doubt in mind, George walked in the opposite direction of the black-clothed guard's escape, towards the depths of the temple. Soon, George touched the second gate.
"Welcome to your new life, please store unnecessary things here."
——Looking up, there is a row of Elvish words written on the plaque on the door.
Thanks to the sealing of the storage room, most of the things in the room survived the fire and high temperature. They were piled up in the room like a mountain, squeezing out every inch of space that could be occupied:
There are sacks made of elven grass and wood, which are most commonly used by elves for backpacking;
There are papyri whose covers have been burned, and you can vaguely read some Elvish records of daily life;
There were rag dolls that were stained by smoke, and a small cloth bag containing a few silver coins was dug out from the cotton stuffing;
There are also shoes and clothing scraps of different sizes and textures, crutches and wheelchairs used by the elderly, cheap amulets, sculptures of forest goddesses used for prayer, and so on.
They are all elves’ objects!
Where is their owner now?
After leaving the check-in office, George and his team groped in the dark and opened the third door.
A square.
