Chapter 382: Bait and Ambush
"What then? Do you just give up?"
The knight groaned, and a group of more than a dozen people fell silent, waiting tightly for him to make a decision. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Well, let's go up and have a friendly visit, and Henry, Phelps, and Verason will stay!"
"Your Excellency Anderson......"
Two sharp cold lights appeared in the knight's eyes, "The three of you are the most reckless, wait at the bottom of the mountain, and no abnormal movement is allowed without my order...... The others dismount, gentlemen, come with me!"
The eight of them unarmed and began to dress politely, and after a while, they became a group of nobles who seemed to have come out of the Middle Ages.
The knight took the lead, and the others quietly followed as obedient followers and began to climb the mountain.
The three of them who stayed in place were all rough-faced, burly figures like upright brown bears, one of them had red hair, red beard, and even the two thick and thick eyebrows were red, he looked at the cautious backs of his own people when they went up the mountain, and whispered irritably: "What about the monks of the East, are there still fewer monks of the East who died under our hands?" Mr. Anderson is too careful!"
Another strong man with a mace, bald head, and ugly face grinned: "Dear Mr. Verasen, this Oriental cultivator is different, even among the Chinese, he is also known as the number one master!"
"Hmph, as long as the price is right and the preparation is sufficient, it is possible to slay a dragon, and this is what Mr. Anderson taught me. ā
Not to mention the irritable waiting of the three people at the bottom of the mountain, it is said that the "guests" who have already started to climb the mountain will be able to feel the charm of this superb spiritual land more after advancing a certain distance.
It's like walking in a botanical garden, where all kinds of precious spiritual seeds that are born and raised grow in various corners of the environment at will.
It's like a zoo, a large number of insects and animals that have never been seen and never seen are alarmed by them, and the sound of rustling and whirring is all around.
In such a primitive and unusually lush environment, there is a very clear path that cannot be disturbed by any animals and plants, Anderson squatted down and touched the soil on the path, puzzled for a moment, and suddenly his face changed, "The traces of the Eastern Formation, I feel the surge of energy!"
"Eastern Formation?Magic Array?" Behind him, a young man in a green mage's robe stepped forward, closed his eyes and felt it for a moment, and his face changed greatly: "It's a huge array, but it's not finished...... Strange, does anyone want to build it themselves without going through the system?"
Another middle-aged man in a blue robe stepped forward, and after a moment of the same taste, he turned to Anderson and suggested cautiously: "It seems that this gentleman does not welcome visitors from outside, and I suggest that we should come back after obtaining his consent." ā
The main force and soul of the team, the two mages agreed, and Anderson hesitated, "Let's go down the mountain!"
Returning to the starting point at a faster pace, Anderson ignored the shouts of the three people left behind, and took out a map from his horseback bag, which marked the terrain and mountain trends of this area.
When choosing the name, I casually marked it with a Chinese pinyin: "JINDAN".
"The situation is not good!" the middle-aged mage squatted next to him, gesturing the map, "We are going to build it in the lower reaches of the Onyx River, only a few dozen kilometers away from here, and the Spirit Sword Alliance ......"
Anderson understood the mage's unfinished intentions, "Then go back this time, just like the council's high-level suggestion, before dealing with this Spirit Sword Alliance and the First Monk of the East, you should carefully consider the location of the city." ā
"The gentlemen of the Council may not be able to take care of themselves......"
"How?"
"In reality, there has been another wave of decontractuals, calling us traitors to mankind, lackeys of evil gods, and our souls have decayed and degenerated...... The gentlemen of the Council are fighting for us in reality and do not have the energy to pay attention to the preparations for the establishment of Onyx. ā
"I heard...... The soul has already appeared in reality?"
āā¦ā¦ From now on, soul dissolution is the end of life, do you know what that means?"
Anderson shook his head with a wry smile, "These philosophical questions should be left to professional gentlemen to think about, we only need to focus on the future of Onyx City!"
"Okay...... Now Chinese's tentacles have extended here...... If you look at the map, there are traces of them in the east and west, and in the future, when they develop and prosper, we who are caught in the middle are very likely to be eaten by them...... It's not suitable to build a city, or choose another location!"
"A fifth-order territory that can be formed...... Do you want to just give up?"
The mage was also very distressed, and said after a while: "Professional issues should be left to professional people to consider, let's go." ā
Wait, since you have come to the door of the host's house, you will leave a "note", on the one hand, as a greeting, and on the other hand, to test the degree of hospitality of the host. ā
"I know, I'll do it!"
The middle-aged mage left a spiritual imprint on the large stone monument at the foot of the mountain, and this powerful exploration team set off again.
The farther you go, the more you can appreciate the preciousness of the spiritual vein behind you, the density of spiritual power in the air is gradually decreasing, not only the grass and trees can't be compared with it, but even the animals that are still relatively rare at this stage can't be found!
āā¦ā¦ The spiritual power of the Easterners, the magic power of the Westerners, no matter what it is, the concentration is getting higher and higher recently, with the passage of time, the magic power will be everywhere, the magic eye of the first order will be popular, and at that time, immigration, building a city, there will be no need to be as carefully selected as now, this is the trend, we must see clearly. ā
The middle-aged mage was sitting on horseback and was chatting with Anderson, when suddenly, the figure of an assassin appeared in front of the team, "Found traces of the caravan, two kilometers to the south!"
"Damn it!" Anderson drew his knight's sword, "Battle alert, battle formation!"
The team of twelve people was like a hedgehog that was alarmed, and instantly recovered from a relaxed state to the best battle formation, the young mage made a gesture on the map, and his face changed greatly: "Not good, we have a campsite in that direction, less than two kilometers away!"
"These damned thugs are going to do it to our mortal people...... Adjust the direction, battle alert, search forward!"
"Wait!" the middle-aged mage called out to Anderson, chanting a spell, one hand conjuring the cumbersome spell-casting gesture on his chest, and the other taking out a bird woven with a green rhizome......
Eventually, a pitch-black crow soared into the air, taking the mage's vision and scouting it like a high-altitude drone!
"It's a trap!" said the middle-aged mage with an ugly face when he opened his eyes!
āā¦ā¦ So what to do, we have a pastor in that camp. Anderson said eagerly.
"Let's inform the Order's headquarters...... Hope is still coming. ā