The sound of water echoed around and moss woven into a carpet. The cave is about three yards high, and the exit can only allow two people to pass side by side. In the cracks in the rock, the sound of insects crawling is as loud as the sound of water dripping. There was actually a small puddle here, which he hadn't noticed before in his dream.
"Can't you use the shadow to pass through?" Uriel asked. Thinking that the monster outside was an unknown person, he felt uncomfortable all over. You have to be sensible. Not every nameless person is a victim, and not every victim is worth saving. He forced himself to calm down, maybe the effects of the cicada sloughing were not over yet. "Have you tried it, Dalton?"
The night elf gave him a strange look: "That's not the problem." He paused, "You told me to go through the cave, but you didn't say which way to go after arriving at the Autumn Leaves Walkway."
"Which way?" This question greatly surprised Uriel, "We have a tour guide..."
"...before it has the misfortune to drink your sleeping wine."
The gods are against me. "Okay, I have a general understanding of the situation. You can just wake me up next time, don't worry about anything else." Uriel sighed, "Let's go south and leave from the Triangular Swamp."
"Triangular swamp?" the poet answered uneasily. He had been dozing next to York before, but he immediately woke up after hearing this. "I've heard of the mysterious swamps in Shimmerwood." He coughed. "There is no road at all in that place, and adventurers would rather follow the stream."
"Then we can only reach Viteshwasa, or simply go back to Holly Canyon." Silver Creek originates from the holy land of the forest race. Saint Valoran is one of the seven mysterious fulcrums. They are equivalent to going to die. "The Triangle Swamp is better than the green elves and monsters."
"Why don't we go north? Moniantoros is to the north."
"That's what I was thinking about originally, but judging from the direction of the monster's coming, the road there is almost impossible to walk on. There is an ancient single-plank bridge at the end of the Autumn Leaves Walkway. Now, we probably need to swim across it." Although it sounds like that Quite reasonable, but this was actually the news brought to him by his spiritual vision. If they ventured across the battlefield now and headed north, they would soon see the river. "We all know that nymphs in rivers hinder magic."
"It's better to swim in the Triangular Swamp." The bard was very frustrated. "What's to the east?"
"Silverstone Valley."
No one raised any objections and they immediately decided to set off. However, the battle outside was now decided. A sharp, high-pitched cry penetrated the stone wall, and Uriel stumbled, feeling as if his soul was torn apart by the cry. Damn it, it was a waste of time to explain the situation and he was still too late.
"what?"
"Magic." York glued his ears and eyes together and gestured with his arms to his companions, "Necromantic magic! Cover your ears!"
It's an effective method, but the apprentice can't use it. Although the scream is harsh, it doesn't matter if you resist. It's not so easy for others. Uriel pushed the female doctor into a corner, and then pushed Saudi Aip's head into the water. Dalton acted fastest, nailing the cursed sword into the rock, and the shadow drowned everyone.
Despite this, Uriel's head was still buzzing.
"Are they all alive?" Zhuoer was still in the mood to joke, "No one has become undead, right, York?"
"Can't say that."
Uriel frowned: "That voice can turn people into undead?"
"It's better to say it's a dead person. Okay, this kid is talking nonsense. The sound just now was not necromantic magic, but made by wild beasts." Dalton told him, "A kind of giant monster, called the Earth-rumbling Fortress. They are rarely seen on the surface.”
"Are we lucky?" the poet complained while wiping his face.
Uriel felt that he had an impression of the name, but the information was still too little. "Sauron?"
The hoarfrost condenses into pictures. In the shadows, it can actually achieve mystery. It's just a big old turtle, it said arrogantly. When it climbs up, the mountains shake and the earth shakes. When it is unearthed, it screams like an alarm. But don't worry, they can only live underground and cannot be exposed for a long time
"How long do you mean by long?"
"I think a few minutes at most," Dalton replied. He drew his weapon and threw everyone out of the shadow's reach. "The noise outside has stopped."
Are there also nameless ones among monsters? Uriel didn't know. The battle was over before he could determine the identity of the abnormal fire outside. In any case, the monster seems to have disappeared, and the green elves have no reason to stay. They should consider taking the opportunity to cross the battlefield...
...but the accident was not over. The apprentice heard more sounds, which gradually grew louder. "Sauron." He quickly asked the ring, "Will the Fortress leave any traces when it leaves?"
They don't want to, but you know, it's hard to avoid Sauron's gloating reply.
"It's okay underground. The route taken by the Diming Fortress won't even form a hole underground." Dalton explained with a frown, "But it's different when it comes out of the ground. Although it is a mysterious creature, it is not a creature after all. Ball air.”
York didn't understand: "There are still people outside. Are they planning to repair the forest?"
Uriel hoped that things would develop like this. Previously, Roma destroyed the forest and was chased by a group of green elves. Maybe when they repair the environment, they will leave quickly. It's just that the nameless one's fire is still burning, and it's even more undisguised than either Witek Shazo or Gunther. It was in the middle of the autumn leaves walkway, motionless. The apprentice felt something had to be done, but he had no way of telling anyone else the news.
A string of strange words rang in their ears, and everyone held their breath.
There is a hole here, Sauron translator.
It was obviously too late to escape, Dalton quickly dragged everyone into the shadows, Uriel and York nervously drew their weapons. Don't come in. The apprentice can see the bard praying silently. Don't come in, it's better to come in and find nothing.
Uriel hopes so too.
No One Inside Soren continued writing, this time it translated a male voice.
The next line was a female voice. Of course there is no one! This place was knocked out by a turtle. Do you want to go in and take a look? There is no time now. Valema's side
Wait a minute, Vibi, I hear the sound of water dripping... There is a lot of space here, and there are traces of destruction that no one remembers, Uriel thought to himself. The footsteps soon turned into two people, and they became suspicious.
"Shall we leave now?" York suggested. "Use the shadows to escape. Drow?"
"What's the use of telling me?" the night elf asked, "This time it was Uriel who cast the magic."
The apprentice shook his head, "Prepare to fight, York."
It's not closed here, Vibi, I think there were people here not long ago. Take your dagger, the bow and arrow are a bit difficult to use here. Sauron is still translating.
"Dalton, take Ms. Klea and Mr. Saudi away first. Don't go too far! It's best to be near the entrance of the cave." He can ask the night elves to send two mercenaries with little fighting ability to Qiuye Go through the walkway, but that would be dangerous. "Stay vigilant, these nature spirits are difficult to deal with."
"Don't worry, they are definitely not as difficult to deal with as me."
Launching a surprise attack is obviously a better option than a defensive counterattack. Uriel jumped out of the shadows, grabbed the female elf's wrist, and the dagger fell away in the tremor. This was all thanks to York, who ignited a bright orange flame in the darkness, and their eyes were subconsciously caught by this bright light.
Sita pounced towards the green elf who was deepest in the cave, leaving a faint tail star of the flames. He held the guy's shoulders and his knees on his back, turning a blind eye to the daggers dancing in front of his arms. Without enchantment, the steel penetrated the elemental body feebly, only slightly stirring the folds. This is the result of the raid. Near the entrance of the cave, the apprentice has subdued the nature elf Wei Bi, and her struggle only ended with incomprehensible curses in her mouth.
"It's too easy." York exclaimed excitedly. He didn't even have a chance to do it before. "I thought" he was interrupted by a crash.
Look, it's not over yet. "Knock them out." Uriel instructed as he moved, "Let's get out quickly."
The Autumn Leaves Walkway was originally a gentle forest path, but now it is bumpy, with upturned faults everywhere, and fallen trees. Dalton happened to get up in front of him, his cursed sword nailed into the rock wall. The black flying arrows were shrouded head-on, and the power of the extremely fast propelling arrows was probably comparable to that of a crossbow. That's why he picked the outside targets. Uriel crossed the golden rune sword and extracted the magic power and replaced it with mystery.
divine protection
Keep a righteous heart and avoid evil spirits
A magical barrier unfolded from the blade, and radiance burst through the forest. The arrows landed on the barrier, triggering a series of explosions. The loud rumbling sound shook the mountain walls, and dust and mud splashed everywhere like a rainstorm. Outside the area covered by the barrier, the ground and trees suffered a second blow, and the rocks were almost shattered into powder. York emerged from the cave and looked at the battlefield in surprise.
The enemy is obviously not a monster. She has a posture similar to that of a human, with slender and coordinated limbs and long and flexible bones. As she draws the bow, the muscles in her arms and waist tighten suddenly. Her facial features are extremely charming, her eyes are green, long strings of purple flowers hang from the tips of her ears, one side of her neck to her chin is covered with vine-like green lines, and the fingers on the bowstring have no nails.
The silk cloak she wore was mixed with colorful bird feathers, the crown she wore was dotted with amber and turquoise, and the armor was carved with circles of golden swirls. Just by looking at her appearance, you can tell the difference in status between her and the two green elves who entered the cave.
"Holy Commandments?" She even speaks Binyaio Common. Seeing York coming out of the cave, the green elf asked hostilely: "Did you kill Vibby and Tekeli?"
"We didn't do that." Uriel replied immediately, "Not yet. Please stop the duel, miss, otherwise I can't guarantee their safety."
The nature priest's green eyes stared at them coldly: "Priests are all liars. I will avenge my own kind, humans."
Uriel did not doubt that she could do it, even if it relied on the mystery, she would only change jobs at most. "Don't let her back away. Dalton!" He turned his head.
The drow understood and grabbed the cursed sword to summon shadow creatures. The shadow at the feet of the elf priest suddenly split and turned into countless arms wrapped around the master's body. She let out a threatening hiss from her mouth, and the emerald green lines on the side of her cheeks swelled up and climbed up into the shadows. The mystery created by the two magic powers was pulling and kinking, and they were evenly matched. Dalton showed an unexpected expression and glanced at the cursed sword in confusion.
"Lucia!" Sita's eyes widened, "Or am I wrong, she is a high-level person?"
Uriel didn't answer him.
The sacred flame burned on the blade, and the light flowed into the woods. The bard Saudi and the female doctor hid behind a bush, not daring to show their heads to inspect the battlefield. Obviously, although he calls himself a Heather believer, he has no understanding of the forest race. Uriel swung his sword at the red pine tree opposite them. The magic power shattered the mistletoe and bark one after another, and broke the trunk with a click without encountering any obstacles. Tall pine trees dragged towering needle crowns into the newly formed rift valley. The ground shook under people's feet, sawdust piled up, and a sandstorm seemed to blow in the woods. A gray shadow emerged from the dust mist.
"Hiss!" She bared her fangs at him.
This is another elf priest, exactly like Dalton's opponent, except that the whole body is carved with wood grain. Her eyes had no pupils, but her gaze was firmly fixed on the Paperclip mercenaries. The flames shot up, and she took a few steps back. The thing had stalked the bard from behind earlier, and Uriel noticed that she had no fire, no doubt a magical creation.
"Go to York." The apprentice instructed, "Let him drive this thing away with flames." The two mercenaries with little fighting ability turned around and ran away. At least they knew how to escape as soon as possible, and that was enough.
When the orange-faced man Sita and the mercenaries joined together, the magic of the elf priest no longer pursued them fiercely. "We can talk." She said, and the shadow arms that held the limbs were torn off at the same time. "With the hostages, you can't leave the Cangzhi Forest."
Attitudes change so fast. If she had just caught Saudi and Cleia, we would have had a different story. This elf priest is not as heartless as she appears. Uriel winked at York, who nodded slightly. "I wish I could, ma'am. But it's difficult. We don't trust each other."
"A priest is worthy of trusting me?"
"I'm just stating the facts without involving any historical factors." The natural priests have deep prejudices against clergy, which seems to be a problem left over from the ancestors' time. At that time, the Aurenia Empire conquered the forest races and forced them to sign an agreement. For humans, that is naturally a glorious history that can be treated objectively, but the descendants of the defeated side are not so tolerant. "We don't want to provoke Saint Valorin, but walking through the forest is necessary."
The elf priest repeated doubtfully: "Through the forest?"
"Go to Moniantoros from the Akifolia Walk. That's it."
"Perhaps you are thieves of the forest."
"If necessary, we will return the stolen things at the edge of the forest. To avoid breaking the contract, madam, you can accompany us. I think you should be able to monitor us." Uriel felt a strange kind of fire. Burning.
