A streamer of light disappeared in the mountains and forests, and the figures of Chen Haoran and Erha Sweet Vinegar also disappeared in place.

Soon after, eight high-level diamond knights appeared in the place where Chen Haoran and Erha Sweet Vinegar had stayed,

Several people looked around, and there was a trace of doubt in their eyes.

"It was still here just now, and now there's no one there, damn it!, how can it be so fast!" A high-ranking diamond knight said without a good breath.

"Over there, their breath went that way. Suddenly, one of the high-ranking diamond knights with curly blond hair raised his arm and pointed in one direction.

"Chase!" the rest of the men said immediately.

But they didn't have to chase far away, and the high-ranking diamond knights stopped again.

"The breath is gone...... "The blond curly-haired man wondered.

"Are you reliable or not? How can the breath disappear?" said a person next to him.

"Hmph, are you going to do it?" the curly-haired blond man said angrily.

"Who of you can compare to me in terms of tracking?" said the curly-haired blond man again.

The rest of the group were speechless, apparently acquiescing to the words of the curly blond man.

"Now that the breath is gone, there are two possibilities. The curly-haired blond man said with a frown.

"Which two?" asked someone on the side.

The curly-haired blond man glanced at a few people around him, and then continued: "First, that person knows how to hide his breath, and second, that person is extremely fast, so that his breath will dissipate so quickly. ”

"The first one obviously you can't, otherwise he would have used it a long time ago, and he wouldn't have used it until now. ”

"In this way, there is only a second possibility. ”

"What should this be? Just let him escape? That guy killed many of our companions, and even destroyed a vein of energy. One of them hurriedly said.

"It's not that there is no way, but it can't be relied on us. The curly-haired blond man said.

"What do you mean?"

The golden-haired man groaned, "Go back to the camp first and tell the Brontë God of War what happened." ”

As soon as the words fell, the rest of the people fell into hesitation, and after some discussion, they dismissed their plans to continue tracking Chen Haoran.

......

His gaze returned to Chen Haoran.

Erha sweet vinegar took Chen Haoran and ran for a distance that he didn't know how far he had, so he stopped.

Chen Haoran got off Erha sweet vinegar, looked at Erha sweet vinegar curiously for a while, and then found a place to rest and eat something for a while.

After taking out some dry food from the pocket of the Water Moon Rabbit and eating and drinking, Chen Haoran opened the map in his mind and looked at his location, and then prepared to move on.

As soon as he walked not far, Chen Haoran heard a wail and a sound begging for mercy not far away, frowned suspiciously, and slowed down.

After walking a distance of more than 100 meters, he saw several knights in battle armor leading a group of serf soldiers in his direction.

There were also hundreds of scarred prisoners of war in the rear, five huge chains running through the front and back, each with a wrist tied to the chain, and some lines could be faintly seen on the chains.

"Hurry up, you must go to the camp of Kalia before noon, Lord Kalia has specially explained that you must not delay the time of the sacrifice. The knight at the front, the Golden Knight, roared.

"Yes!" replied the serf soldiers in the rear in unison.

Immediately afterwards, the long whips in the hands of several serf soldiers slapped the bodies of a dry prisoner of war and shouted: "Move faster, and rub it again, so that you can taste the taste of life is worse than death." ”

Chen Haoran hid in the distance and watched this scene, and a trace of doubt rose in his heart.

Although the prisoners of war were scarred, it was not difficult to tell from their shabby clothes that they had been knights before. Moreover, the golden knight who took the lead just now said that he would sacrifice them.

After a moment's hesitation, Chen Haoran asked in his mind, "Heilan, do you know what they are doing?"

[Embrace of Blood. The little black ball immediately jumped.

"What do you mean by the embrace of blood?" Chen Haoran hurriedly asked.

[The so-called embrace of blood is to use the blood of these people to sacrifice to the gods in exchange for the support of the gods, so that you can get the gifts of the gods and increase your strength. The little black ball bounced a few times again.

"This ......," Chen Haoran was stunned.

[The Blood Hug and the Blood Domain Demon Array have similar abilities, but the Blood Hug has higher requirements for the blood of the sacrificer, and it requires the blood of the knight. The little black ball continues to beat.

"Then what is the benefit of such a sacrifice to the gods? It is too cruel to kill innocents indiscriminately, right?" Chen Haoran continued to ask.

[You are still too young, I told you before that the world energy of the Hailan World is about to be exhausted by those gods, and their strength is difficult to improve, and whether it is the Blood Embrace or the Blood Domain Demon Array, it is just a means used by the gods to improve their own strength. 】

Chen Haoran suddenly realized: This is what happened! But this is too inhumane.

For the sake of strength, so many innocent people were used as stepping stones.

"Heilan, how can you stop them?" Chen Haoran asked in a deep voice.

[Just kill those knights.] The little black ball replied.

"This ......" Chen Haoran was stunned.

[If you don't kill them, they will also die, save them once, can you save them twice?] Every Diamond Knight under Brontë has mastered the embrace of blood, and in the end they will not only die, but also increase the strength of your opponents, so it is better to give them a good time now. The little black ball bounced a few times again.

[How to choose is up to you, I just give you a suggestion.] After finishing speaking, the little black ball fell silent in Chen Haoran's mind again.

Chen Haoran looked at those knights, and a hint of determination appeared in his eyes.

"Do it, do it quickly. Immediately, Chen Haoran turned his head to look at Erha sweet vinegar.

As soon as Chen Haoran spoke, Erha Sweet Vinegar's body rushed out, and then the water quickly appeared and hit the crowd.

Chen Haoran didn't hesitate, the ghost dance steps were instantly cast, and he rushed towards the crowd. However, in order to reduce the scope of the battle, he did not use fireballs, but appeared in front of a serf soldier, pulled out the long sword at his waist, and then used his speed to constantly change positions in the crowd.

The shadow of the sword kept flashing, and with every time Chen Haoran's sword fell, a knight would fall.

In a short time, all the knights under Brontë's command who were escorting the prisoners of war fell in a pool of blood.

As for those serf soldiers, it was easier to deal with, just Erha sweet vinegar himself, a huge water curtain wrapped a dry agricultural and pastoral soldiers, and as the water continued to shrink, one by one the serf soldiers exploded and died.

Then Chen Haoran did not pause, and slashed at the captured knights again.

The strength of a knight is suppressed, and he can't exert the slightest strength, which is basically no different from ordinary people.

As soon as the sword fell, more than a dozen knights fell! No exclamation, no screaming.

Even, there were some knights who were taken prisoner of war with a smile on their faces.