"Going southwest from here, I can feel that magic seems to be flowing."
Bindu said seriously while holding on to the trunk of an ancient tree.
"I don't feel anything here..." Roman looked at the radar that only showed a few magic reactions and scratched his head.
"How could Lord Tristan's perception be so strong?" Mashu was shocked.
"This is more sensitive to changes in magic power and environment. If it is simply to lock the target, your Chaldean radar is more accurate." Annuo introduced to Mashu.
"Hurry up and find the source of all this! Then I'm going to kick his ass!" Robin squeezed his fists and looked uncompressed.
"How to deal with the zombies around here?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked cautiously, frowning, "There are too many... It feels like all the zombies nearby have gathered here."
Among the walking corpses, there are fresh ones that look like they have just died, but most of them are already decayed or even incomplete.
No one knew how deep they were buried in the ground, how old they were, and even rotten corpses with few bones left, all were inspired by this lamentation and crawled out from under the ground.
...Not because of fear or nausea, Fujimaru Ritsuka could no longer stand it.
"...If it blocks the road, clear it and follow me." Bindu closed his eyes and shook his head, then walked forward.
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"Any other discoveries?" Annuo asked as he followed Bindu.
"Yes." Bindu put his hand on the hilt of the sword with a serious expression, "I can feel that there should be a big guy deep here."
"Could it be a banshee?"
"It's not clear, but it should be certain that the lament should have come from that thing." Bindu gritted his teeth as he felt the magic level of the behemoth in his perception, "It is very strong. If my spiritual power is still there... ....No, now is not the time to say that.”
"Robin, can you use your stealth magic on others?" Annuo glanced at Robin, who was waving his wand randomly.
"I think too much. If I could do it, I wouldn't have to send Ritsuka and Mash back two days ago." Robin rolled his eyes.
"Let me go and see for myself first. In a sense, isn't this also 'heroic'?" Bindu nodded to Annuo, and suddenly accelerated before Annuo could answer.
"...Is it okay?" Looking at the direction in which Bindu was speeding away, Mashu showed a worried expression.
"He's measured." An Nuo didn't pay too much attention and just looked around him.
The walking corpses here are still a big problem...
...
Bindu ran so fast that he turned into a thunderbolt running through the forest. The walking corpses couldn't even see his shadow.
Close, very close...
Is it a banshee?
...probably not.
The Banshee is not a powerful monster, as every Briton knows. She only sings ordinary songs for the dead in the cemetery.
But...this feeling.
Hugh—Peng!
Bindu jumped up to the tree crown, and then suddenly landed on the ground. Just like when he rushed to help Gareth before, the surrounding ground stirred up red thunder, causing some walking corpses around him to be blown away.
"It is indeed not a banshee..."
Bindu stood on the ground, raised his head, looked up at the thing in front of him, and sighed.
"How could such a thing be a mourning banshee..."
In the depths of this dense forest, what appeared in front of Bindu was not a banshee whose posture and body resembled those of humans.
This thing is just a collection of pure magic power.
If I have to say...it looks a bit like a ghost.
"ah------"
The monster with its magic power seemed to be aware of Bindu's presence, and opened its mouth, as if a woman's voice came out of its mouth, deafening.
"Well--"
Bindu felt a sudden pain in his head, as if he had been hit by a giant hammer. He felt dizzy instantly, making him want to fall to his knees involuntarily.
But Bindu held on.
The walking corpses and ghosts had already gathered around him. Bindu gritted his teeth and ignored the blood flowing from his ears. He pulled out his sword, and light had already condensed on the blade.
"Get away!"
The long sword slashed horizontally, and just like before, Longinus's magic power entangled the red thunder, and the crackling roar directly cleared away the monsters in front of Bindu.
but.....
This voice, this song, is like a high-level spiritual magic, crazily destroying Bindu's mind.
Bindu has no ability to deal with magic, even if his spiritual base is still there.
After all, it is Assassin's spiritual base, and having a pair of magical powers would make it even weirder.
No Lian Zhan, now is not the time to be 'heroic', Bindu jumped up quickly and fled towards the rear.
"ah------"
The monster sang again, but Bindu had pulled away.
Bindu was jumping on the tree crown, breathing heavily, and blood was bleeding crazily from his ears.
The song of this thing gave him the feeling that it was like the sirens in Greek mythology. It had strong sonic power and was also mixed with terrifying spiritual attacks.
...Okay, hurry up and tell Mr. Annuo that they are going.
Bindu bit his lip, forced himself to overcome the feeling of difficulty, and ran forward.
However, in front of my eyes, some flowers have begun to bloom...
...
"I can see the reaction of Bindu's magic power here!" Roman's somewhat anxious voice rang through the communication, "I suggest you go take a look quickly. His speed has slowed down and his condition is very wrong!"
"Mr. Bindu is in danger!?" Fujimaru Ritsuka felt Bindu's contract and felt a weak feeling. "Doctor, which direction is it?"
"Southwest, a little south, you'd better hurry, there are a lot of monsters near him!"
Roman urged.
"Tsk, use this! Provide some distance!"
Robin planted his wand on the ground again and transformed it into a cannon, and said to Roman unceremoniously.
"About seven thousand meters... Is it reliable to use this thing?"
Roman's voice was slightly suspicious, and he looked worriedly at the cannon that Robin took out.
"Stop talking nonsense, Ritsuka Mashu, and White Knight-chan, hurry in!"
Robin knocked on the muzzle of the cannon and looked at the three people.
"This time, will Miss Robin be with us?" Fujimaru Ritsuka jumped in without hesitation.
"This thing can't be used to launch myself, so you go in first, seven thousand meters is not far, I will be there soon." Robin knocked again and glared at Annuo, "Hurry in too!"
Annuo was silent for two seconds, sighed helplessly, and jumped into the muzzle.
"Okay, then-"
"Launched!"
With excitement in his tone, Robin pressed the start button.