Under the high hanging sky, a gloomy and unusually dark forest stretches towards the skyline. The wind carried an indiscernible sound, like a never-ending ethereal flute.
This mysterious Corrupted Forest, like the Whispering Forest near Homemonworth, is full of madness and distortion, isolating Canaan from the orcish territory. Even in a large-scale war, neither side has ever attempted to launch an assault directly through this forest.
The air smelled of danger.
Griffith divined Galadia's location, and the goddess gave him clear guidance as usual. However, not long after he was looking for the elf girl, he noticed something moving in the darkness.
A powerful predator is watching him.
Predators move behind rocks and large trees. He's huge, powerful, and extremely cunning, waiting for Griffith to enter a narrow path where he can't dodge.
The ice energy immediately condensed, and the throwing spear and streamer shield materialized in the howling wind. Griffith grabbed the ice gun and threw it back at the enemy in the shadow.
"Ula!"
The strong figure burst out of the darkness and rushed towards Griffith. His limbs are long and strong, his muscles are as perfect as sculptures, his neck is thick, and his fangs are shining in his wide mouth.
Orcs!
This strong orc used unimaginable agility and speed to dodge the ice spear's projection, and struck head-on with a steel ax in his hand.
"Frozen Nova!"
Griffith unfolded the Frost Curse and dodged to the side at the same time.
The orc warriors were frozen solidly in the distance. Griffith was a little surprised. This orc was so ferocious, but his magic resistance was not high?
Just when Griffith was trying to throw the second ice spear, the orc threw the big ax and set off a strong wind. This blow disrupted Griffith's rhythm. Just as he was dodging and adjusting, the orc broke free from control and rushed towards him. The terrifying huge fist hit with a loud bang, breaking the trunk of the big tree.
Griffith swept away the light, scratched the orc's shoulder, and tore open the shoulder armor. However, a round of heavy punches came.
A powerful force hit his wrist, and Hanguang was knocked away. Griffith took advantage of the situation and took out the "Eviscerating" dagger and stabbed the orc forward.
But his enemy came fiercely, drawing out two short axes and dancing with a whirring sound. Griffith didn't even have time to pick up Han Guang or pull out Judgment, so he could only fight with his dagger and Perseverance Shield. Although humans are generally not as powerful as orcs, 25 points of strength is not a power that can be taken lightly.
The orc took the dagger forcefully, blocked it with steel-like muscles, and split the would-be knight's shoulder armor with an axe. But Griffith swung his shield and gave him a hard blow on the chin.
"Bang!"
This fierce blow from the shield made the orc's brain tremble in his skull, almost knocking him unconscious. But his strong physique still allowed him to persevere. He just took a few steps back to steady his pace before punching him.
Two powerful warriors fought fiercely in the forest. Their weapons and armors were knocked away by each other one after another, and they began to fight with fists like a storm.
During the ping-pong fight, Griffith had one of his teeth knocked out, and he was punched hard in the corner of his eye. He was bleeding and his eyes were black.
He also hit the orc's chin with all his strength, trying to stun the opponent with his pace and agility.
The situation of the fierce battle changed. On the dark forest floor where ghosts and monsters originally gathered, the vicious snakes and insects were frightened by the fighting spirit of these two madmen and fled in all directions.
Blood sparkled in the darkness, and fighting spirit boiled.
"You are very strong." Griffith, whose mouth was full of soreness after being beaten, finally seized the opportunity to freeze the opponent again, and distanced himself to retrieve his own Han Guang. In the next round, he was finally able to slash the orc with his blade.
"I thought you were good too." The orc spat out a mouthful of blood and straightened the crooked nose.
Griffith felt that his mouth was filled with the smell of blood, and he felt a little uncomfortable speaking. He held the recovered Hanguang, took out the Judgment from his waist and opened the hammer.
Come on, I was attacked by you just now and you took advantage of me. I will beat you in the next round. While thinking this, he said: "Level 3 Assault Squadron Leader Griffith, it is an honor to fight with you."
The orc thumped his chest, grabbed the ax in his hand, took out a strange skull from his back and smiled ferociously: "I am the blood warrior of War Chief Visario, the indestructible Brunaph."
The two sides moved in the forest, preparing to attack.
They were ready to fight to the death, but not to take action. An aura of extreme evil and darkness descended from the shadows and captured their souls.
New enemies have appeared and are threatening them.
The darkness shrouded the living creature in the silence. Her thick ink-like figure is somewhat graceful and sexy, but with the addition of dark aura, it makes people feel even more weird and chaotic.
The living creature walked slowly forward, holding a sharp staff with an evil shape, or it might be some kind of extraordinary spear. The black mist seemed to have substance, following closely around her skirt.
The living creature looks like a humanoid, but it also looks like a strange thing made out of black mud. It has no other color except pitch black.
I have never seen such a monster before.
"My ancestors, this must be a karma demon from the abyss!" Brunave exclaimed, "Be careful, once a human warrior is contaminated by it, it will be a luxury to seek death."
"Let's deal with it first." Griffith also changed the direction of attack. "After destroying it, we will decide the outcome."
"I think this is a good idea."
As soon as he finished speaking, the living creature in the darkness raised its hand.
Its attack is coming! Brunave and Griffith took action at the same time and rushed towards the monster.
Griffith felt a strong fear growing in his heart, almost swallowing him, with nowhere to hide. He fell into brief confusion, but the surging blood resisted the impact.
Brunave, who was charging, turned around and ran away, rushing into the grass like a little bear.
Even the orc warriors can't resist such a powerful fear spell? ! Griffith was extremely surprised, but he had already rushed to the front. Since he didn't know the opponent's true identity and shield status, he did not leave and use Judgment. The karma demon wrapped in shadow wielded a sharp staff and stabbed him. At the moment when the weapons clashed, he flipped his wrist and dexterously opened the staff with Han Guang.
The karma demon is chanting rapidly, and a powerful evil energy has emerged. At the same time, Griffith cast a fear spell on her.
"Ah——!" Karma actually screamed and ran away. Her figure flashed with a strange black light, and the influence of fear was instantly lifted, and she turned back to fight.
Griffith struck head-on with his sword, and the sword edge struck Karma's dark shield, as if it hit a solid wall. However, the power of the Holy Sword should not be underestimated. Electric arcs struck it down.
The Karma Demon screamed again. She immediately raised her hand and pointed, and an evil spell appeared between her fingers. Griffith felt his strength and blood flowing away, and replenishing his enemies.
Life sucked? Huh, what a trivial skill!
Griffith's blood surged, he gathered the power to break the spell and then punched the Karma Demon.
The shield of the Karmic Demon made a loud "boom" sound and collapsed under the heavy attack with spell-breaking power. It raised its hands to resist, but a rain of combos followed.
This series of blows containing the power of breaking the law actually shook the dark fog. The black blood splattered everywhere after being beaten, and the demon demon actually showed a human form, holding his head in his hands and trembling.
She transforms from the darkness, taking on the form of a woman in cassocks. Without the darkness, there is still a bit of sacred and noble aura.
This is a young and beautiful troll priestess with waist-length silver hair, ears slightly shorter than those of an elf, and a very sexy figure.
At this moment, Griffith had a vague feeling that he had seen the strange and dark aura that had just disappeared.
Miss Troll, who transformed into a priest form, held her head and shouted: "Stop fighting, stop fighting!"
"Slow down!" Brunave, who came back from the fear, shouted, stretched out his hand to stop Griffith's blow, and asked the troll who was suppressed below, "Are you Miss Shadow Priest?"
"Yes~" the troll replied, "Mr. Blood Warrior?"
"Yes, it's me!" Brunave slapped his thigh and looked at Griffith, "At this time and at this location, according to Mr. Stargazer's guidance, could it be that you are Mr. Death Knight?"
"..."
Griffith was speechless for a moment.
Are these two bastards the Blood Warrior and Shadow Priest from Mr. Hermit's party? Aren't you evil members of a mysterious organization hiding in the darkness? This is your true face. That's it? That's it! ?
Griffith hesitated for a moment, then let go of the beaten troll, whose face was covered in blood, and took a few steps back, holding Duan Zui and staring at them: "What are you doing here?"
Miss Troll Priest got up from the ground, touched the blood on her mouth and face, patted the dust, and regained her sacred and cold aura as if nothing had happened: "The Blood Warrior proposed something at Mr. Hermit's party. A request. This was a common thing in the past. We often exchanged information and resources with each other, and occasionally collaborated on some cooperation. Mr. Brave, who did not belong to this era, called this an offline gathering.
"Mr. Blood Warrior recently received a dangerous mission that he could not refuse. Mr. Hermit and Mr. Stargazer predicted that he would be tested during the adventure, which would have an unpredictable and important impact not only on himself, but also on the future of the entire mysterious world. ."
"I made a request and asked everyone for help, and Miss Priest came," Brunave said. "I didn't expect that the Death Knight was also there. In fact, we also discussed the details of cooperation that day, and both the Stargazer and the Arbiter gave I received valuable advice. Death Knight, you were digesting the newly acquired weapons at that time, so you probably didn’t hear our conversation.”
"..."
Griffith had an indescribable complex feeling in his heart, and it felt strange. If you have to say something, it is that the actual image of the members of this mysterious organization does not match the mysterious impression they originally left.
"It couldn't be better!" Brunave said cheerfully, "With Miss Priest and Mr. Death Knight, I am a little more sure of completing my sacred mission!"
"Wait a minute," Griffith waved his hand, "I'm busy. My companion, an elf lady, is missing, and I'm looking for her."
"Garadia Valannoy?" the Troll Priestess asked.
"Yes, how did you know?" Griffith was overjoyed. "Did you receive an oracle or prophecy about her?"
"Not really." Miss Priest tilted her head, avoiding Griffith's eyes.
…
In the woods not far away, Griffith found Galadia. She was soaked all over and lit a pile of grass and branches to keep warm. In the dark forest, she sat on the ground with her legs folded, feeling lonely and lonely, with deep sadness lingering in the darkness.
"Garadia!" Griffith called in surprise and rushed towards her.
The moment she heard the call, Miss Elf suddenly raised her head, and her excited and joyful smile bloomed like morning light in the deep darkness. She was still a little cautious, wiping her tears and choking.
"You're finally here, wait, wait, I have sweet chocolate and spicy chocolate here, which one do you want?"
Griffith hugged her into his arms, not even giving her a chance to complete the identity verification.
"The one you made has a bit of a bitter taste. When can I eat it again?"
"Tsk, tsk," Miss Troll Priest looked at her from a distance and smacked her mouth, "Is this going to be difficult?"
Brunave asked in confusion: "Why do you say that? Isn't this a touching reunion? Thanks to you."
"Well, that's it~" Miss Troll scratched her head in embarrassment, "When I just passed by here, I saw her and had a fight."
