The two crossed the Rhine from a stone bridge a hundred meters away and came to the vicinity of the birch forest. The sun poured down, reflecting the long tree trunks scattered with claw-shaped black marks as white as jade, quite a dreamy charm. However, whether it was the shouting of killing on the other side of the woods, or a magic arrow flying through the woods, the two people on the other side of the woods were on guard and had no intention of paying attention to this scene.

Quickly making her way through the woods, Wendy finally saw the figures of the two sides of the confrontation.

Not far from the birch forest, seven or eight figures wearing slippery feather helmets were as agile as cheetahs, constantly changing their positions, trapping the black-robed mage holding a wand firmly in the center. Seeing those special armors with slender white feathers on the sides and seven or eight points similar to the hood, Wendy recognized the origin of these rangers at a glance - the best of the Rhine rangers: the Wind Feather Ranger!

Most of the strength of these Wind Feather Ranger is between the high-level Ranger and the more powerful Gale Ranger, and it stands to reason that the combined strength of seven or eight people may not be able to stop the mage of kidney failure and black magic. But what Wendy didn't expect was that the tacit cooperation of these people largely covered up the lack of their own strength, and even faintly showed signs of overpowering the Magister!

Once the mage begins to chant a spell or raise his wand, several rangers shoot arrows with their bows and shoot glowing magic arrows at the mage. These magic arrows were so powerful that the Magister did not dare to slack off, so he had to give up chanting and casting spells to resist. After going back and forth like this several times, the Magister seemed to be tired of this scorching situation, and seemed to have exhausted his strength, and after a few quick gasps, he raised his right hand, and the tail ring on his finger suddenly became black, enveloping him in a thick black light.

"Everyone, be careful!Stand back!!!Kiring, Saldo, attack with me, !! with the Killing Curse"

The two Wind Feather Ranger came out in response, chanting softly in their mouths, and a whistling pale blue storm quickly rolled up and down Zhou's body!

Seeing this, Philip said curiously: "Huh, what a strong wind magic! Wendy, this trick is very powerful, and it is almost catching up with the forbidden spell magic!"

Wendy sighed, "yes, but alas, it's still a little worse than forbidden magic!

"Are you saying that the Magus is going to fight back?"

"Yes!

As soon as Wendy finished speaking, three glittering turquoise arrows shot out of the air, blasting towards the increasingly large pitch-black light mask.

The Magus, who had been silent all along, suddenly let out a cry and waved his large hand with the tail ring forward.

This is a young man with a slightly chubby body! This young man was born with thick black hair, a few freckles on his childish face, and his eyes as black as ink were as sharp and powerful as an eagle!

Although this person was wearing a gray cloak on the outside, covering most of what he was wearing inside, Lin Qiong still saw the eagle pattern embroidered with gold thread on the collar of the young man's shirt at a glance.

"This kid is a student of Morrowind Academy!!" Lin Qiong's heart moved, and she immediately understood why this young man wanted to stand up for Luo Ning.

"Have you ever seen Ronin Campbell? Have you ever known about Ronin Campbell's past? Just by virtue of a wanted poster, you dare to jump to conclusions and call him a bastard devil!!?!

Wendy stood in front of the bulletin board in the center of the city, staring at the familiar faces on the wanted notice. This is Queen Lena's own royal decree that Ronin Campbell is wanted throughout the Morrowind Kingdom.

Even if she had seen the content of the wanted notice, Wendy couldn't believe that the little princess who returned to the royal capital a few years ago under the protection of Luo Ning's death would turn her face ruthlessly and do this kind of thing of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge.

But in fact, what Wendy found even more strange was Ronin's real intention when he did that. Killing dozens of Morrowind nobles, not even the relatives and servants in their castle, no matter what time it is, doesn't seem like something that a fanatic who guards the light can do. And Flamell's death! Although not present, Wendy can be sure that Ronin is definitely not the kind of person who is ungrateful. Regardless of the enmity, he remembered it very clearly, there was no motive reason to kill Flammel!!

"Luo Ning, why, why did you do that kind of thing? Where are you now? You can sense the existence of the immortal soul, why haven't you come to me for so long?"

While Wendy was thinking, Philip dragged a bloody body out of the street corner not far away, with a lot of blood on his face.

"Wendy, there's a guy who's finally willing to speak, but I don't know what to ask, so he brought it!"

Wendy looked at the inhumanoid body and frowned. The magister's hands and feet were cut in half, his ears and nose were cut off with sharp weapons, and his two eyeballs were dug out by brute force, leaving only two black blood holes, and two blood streams flowed from his face.

The most terrifying thing is that the Magister who was so badly injured did not continue to bleed, and there was a faint layer of magic fluctuations near all the wounds on his body to prevent him from losing too much blood and dying.

"Philip, this kid, what a murderous intent!" Wendy sighed in her heart, because she asked him, "Philip, what about the other two?"

Philip smiled slightly, his smile innocent and bright, which did not match his words at all: "They, they are dead! I told them that only those who are willing to speak will live." But neither of them was obedient. Since they can't meet Wendy's request, then they have no meaning in living!Or is this guy smart, I only forced him to ask for a few minutes, and he simply surrendered!Haha!Wendy, I tried so hard to help, how can you thank me?!"

Wendy shook her head and said, "As long as you don't have such cruelty and cruelty in the future, you can thank you whatever you want!"

"Cruel and cruel? I'm sorry, I don't know much about this statement, is it an adjective used on human beings? The law of the jungle is the basic law of survival, and I am just exercising the power of the strong...... Huh, where did these words come from? I wasn't going to say that, and I hadn't heard anyone else say it!", Philip tapped his little head, hoping to remember more.

Wendy, on the other hand, began to apply healing magic to the poor magister, allowing him to hold out a little longer.

Thanks to Wendy's efforts, the Magister soon woke up. But what greeted him was Wendy's cross-examination: "The first thing is nonsense, how many other Magisters like you are preparing to slaughter cities in various places?"

Although the Magister's life was suspended by the healing magic, he couldn't exert any strength in his body, and replied softly, "In addition to us, there are nine others!"

"Which cities are you targeting?"