A white vehicle, with scorched black marks on the left side, was speeding somewhere in the mountains, and the more than twenty samurai believers in the car did not look very good. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sudden attack disrupted their set-up, and they were separated from the White Arcane, and the communication crystal was somewhat damaged.

Under the frenzied attacks of ghouls, the weaker samurai cultists suffered heavy casualties, and many died in the venom of the elusive green ghouls.

The rest of the people were also not lightly injured, and only dealt with them slightly.

After thinking about it, Tucker decided to take these warrior believers to the location of the magical barrier of the mountains, which was the path that everyone had to pass, and where they might be able to join the White Mystery Officer.

The speeding white car slowly stopped in front of an invisible barrier, and the samurai believers in the car got out of the car one after another, looking around for a while, but they couldn't help but find no footprints or ruts, and they couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

"No, the communication crystal still can't be used, and the interference here fluctuates very strongly."

"What to do, Master Tucker, shall we camp here and wait?"

"A lot of supplies have been destroyed by the fire, and the rest is stained with ghoul blood, so I'm afraid we won't have to wait long."

A few samurai believers fiddled with the huge crystal above the vehicle and tried it for a while, frustrated.

They counted the supplies available and found that the situation was unusually dire.

"Lord Hakunook, and Ethestan came out of the village before us with the Blasphemous...

Tucker frowned tightly, looking at the cold grass and jungle around him, and couldn't help but be a little worried.

Not to mention the supplies, just with their injured bodies now, if they are attacked by ghouls again, it will all be explained here.

"There are still a few first-level magic scrolls in the car, bring them and dry food, let's go separately to find people, find villages, whether we can find them or not, gather here at noon."

Tucker was calm, knowing that things might have changed and that he couldn't wait blindly here.

Although it was a deliberate decision that seemed very wise, the response was much weaker.

Some of them were silent, seemingly unwilling to accept the dangerous command.

"Lord Tucker, there may still be ghouls lurking in the mountains, and I'm afraid it's dangerous for us to separate."

"Yes, Lord Tucker, there is still some thatch in the car, why don't we light it, maybe they can be seen by Lord Hakuno."

Two young warrior believers, with pleading expressions, walked out of the silent crowd and slowly walked into Tucker, and then said.

"How did you pass the samurai believer's test, haven't you read the "Believer's Code", the order must be followed..."

Tucker was stunned for a moment, then said solemnly, turned around, and faced the two young samurai believers, ready to start preaching.

Is the assessment system already so unbearable that newcomers who don't follow orders can become samurai believers?

The rules must be followed, and it seems that they need to be educated again.

He thought so, but suddenly found a cold in his chest, and a dazzling cold light flashed in front of his eyes.

The cold poisonous dagger stabbed into Tucker's chest, and in his stunned gaze, the cold-looking warrior believer surged out red-green blood in an instant.

"Damn! You guys! ”

Tucker was alert and tried to fight back, but he felt a tingle in his body, and he could only glare at the two young men in front of him, spitting blood and yelling.

The surrounding samurai believers were a little frightened and wanted to come up to help, but they found that the silent companions next to them took out their poisonous daggers one after another, piercing their hearts.

A dozen or so samurai believers at a loss covered their hearts and collapsed on the ground, and Tucker felt a sour feeling in his heart when he saw this scene.

In a short time, more than twenty people, only eleven people remained, and those samurai believers who had been stuck in daggers struggled weakly in pools of blood and died in agony.

Only the stronger Tucker remained, half-kneeling on the ground, spitting blood.

He looked at the ten unfamiliar samurai believers in front of him, and felt the terrifying smell of blood, as well as a strange feeling of disgust.

"Who the hell are you and what is your purpose?"

Tucker's consciousness was a little blurred, his eyes were red, he bit the tip of his tongue, and he cheered up.

"Preparations for the disruption are going well, right?"

"Yes, success has caused them to deviate from the path, and the ambushed ghouls have also been dispatched, judging from the process, the White Mystery Officer will only be here at noon."

"The samurai followers of the Golden Cult have a sense of faith in them, and they should be discovered when they die."

"Then let's not continue the ambush, we will meet Antor directly at the entrance of the ruins."

"Yes." "Yes."

Ten samurai believers gathered together and whispered to each other, as if they had reached a consensus.

The pale black flames were like blooming flowers, burning their white clothes in a bewitching manner, and the ashes filled with sparks drifted away in the wind, revealing the dark magical robes.

On the left sleeve of the pitch-black robe, there is a silver skull pattern, which is the symbol of the Necronomicon.

And among the ten black-robed people, one is a bewitching woman, with a silver skull on her left sleeve with a gold edge.

"When is the Necronomicon Nation..."

Tucker looked at the silver skull in shock, but wondered when they had lurked in the ranks.

The images of last night's ghoul attack and the eerie fire flashed through his mind, and his pupils shrank, and he secretly said that this was the case.

A bizarre ghoul attack, disguised for the destruction of the village, is actually designed to disrupt the ranks of the Cult of the Luna and look for an opportunity to weaken them.

And the White Mystery Officer, they probably fell into the ambush set up by the enemy, so they didn't arrive for a long time.

Thinking of this, Tucker shed tears of remorse, he was too careless, the Luna Cult can send support, and the Necronomicon can also send it, but it is just lurking in the shadows, waiting for the opportunity to move.

"Oh, it's so distressing."

One of the leading necromancers glanced at the dead-eyed Tucker and laughed in a seductive female voice, the silver skull on her left sleeve growing deeper.

There was a strange magic around her, which seemed to have the effect of confusing the mind, which was why Tucker's heart was suddenly so fragile.

She leaned over, opened her blood-red lips, and stuck out her pink tongue to lick the tears off Tucker's face, her voluptuous figure trembling as she let out a cackling chuckle.

Regarding the woman's actions, the necromancers on the side were silent, as if they were used to seeing it, and they also seemed to be afraid to speak.

Tucker rolled his eyes slightly, looking directly at the female necromancer, but her appearance was shrouded in shadows, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Take his head away and surprise Officer Hakuno."

The soft voice suddenly became cold, with unquestionable majesty.

Several necromancers on the side respectfully accepted the order, and then used necromantic magic to kill Tucker, pulling out a dagger and cutting off his head, placing it in a gray and black cloth bag.

"Don't waste the corpses of the others, these are all excellent warriors."

"In addition, scavenge the contents of the car, burn it when you are done, and don't leave hidden dangers."

The female necromancer nodded, looking very satisfied, looked around, and spoke again.

Suddenly, her eyes sharpened, and with a wave of her sleeves, several magic arrows as black as ink were instantly fired, shooting through the air into the jungle on the side, and the bursting magic power blew a fierce wind.

The surging black ** force was blocked by a dark blue light mask, and the light blue figure gradually became clear in the smoke.

"It's magical."

"Long time no see, Silk Road Archmage, your greeting is still so enthusiastic."

Dressed in a blue robe, Vivien smiled lightly and walked out from behind the trees, followed by the accompanying mage and Leo.

Leo looked at Fei Wen's intimate attitude towards the female necromancer, and frowned slightly, feeling that things were not simple.

"The little imp of the second court, you have been following behind?"

The necromancer known as the Silk Road frowned and asked in a cold voice.

"I just arrived, and I happened to notice the fluctuation of dark magic, so I came over to take a look."

Fei Wen's brown eyes rolled, and she said very sincerely.

Although the relationship between the Astaire Kingdom and the Necromantic Sect is not good, the Necromantic Sect has only recently attacked Taiyan City, and this time they met the necromancers, it stands to reason that the atmosphere should be tense.

But unexpectedly, no one moved for a long time, and the necromancers didn't seem to want to escape.

"Cunning guy, can you trust these people you bring?"

Silk Road's eyes narrowed dangerously, meaningfully authentic.

Just as she was about to continue communicating with Fei Wen, a sudden sharp sword light flew in front of her with strong force.

"Be careful, sir!" "Be careful, sir!"

Several necromancers behind her reacted quickly, shouting loudly while condensing their magic power, and the moment the sword light was about to approach, they blocked it with a pitch-black magic wall.

The wall of magic power gradually crumbled, and the sharp sword qi stirred up a strong wind, blowing the face of the Silk Road that was close at hand, and her pitch-black robe cloak was also blown off, revealing a long flaxen hair, a beautiful face, and red eyes.

It seemed that they didn't expect the magic wall to be so unbearable in front of the sword qi, and the several necromancers snorted one after another, looking at the blue-robed mage holding the knight's sword next to Fei Wen with shocked eyes.

"Vivien! Is that guy next to you a lunatic? ”

Scattering the aftermath of the sword qi with his hand, Silk Road stared at Fei Wen, and a trace of annoyance appeared in her strange red eyes.

Without waiting for her to continue to accuse, Leo took the lead in aiming the knight's sword at the Silk Road, shook off the blue robe on his body vigorously, and with a bang, a gust of wind blew, revealing the original black hair and black eyes, and Xiao Nuan on his shoulder looked at him obsessively.

Wearing a blue robe on his body will restrict his movement and affect the exertion of combat effectiveness, he thinks.

"Not a mage, or an elven knight?"

"Don't get too carried away, little knight."

Silk Road was a little surprised at first, then snorted coldly, turned his head, and swept Xiao Nuan with some jealousy, and finally stayed on Leo's face, and said calmly.

She was a little hesitant, if it was in normal times, even if it was a rare elven knight, she would definitely burst out and kill people, but the situation was different at this time.

"Alright, Mr. Leo, it's not at the Gordon ruins yet, everything can be..."

Fei Wen didn't expect Leo to be so aggressive, and persuaded with a wry smile.

The Silk Road Archmage of the Necromantic Sect, as a mid-level mage of the Necromantic Organization's "Black Staff", has a fourth-level strength, even he is not sure of victory, and in his opinion, it is too unwise to do it now.

"Fuck off."

Without waiting for Leo to speak, Xiao Nuan on his shoulder snorted coldly unceremoniously.

Suddenly, Vivien's handsome face turned blue-green, and she glanced at Leo, who was unmoved, and finally frowned.

"Leo, you..."

"No one here can leave."

Leo's tone became colder and colder, and he couldn't hold back the killing intent in his heart.

After hearing Leo's words, Fei Wen's face became gloomy, he invited Leo to come naturally because of his intentions, but he couldn't watch Leo and Silk Road fight.

"It was I who cooperated with the Silk Road to save Cousin Alina from the hands of the Golden Cult, Mr. Leo, you are too impulsive, and I haven't had time to tell you many things."

Vivien took a deep breath and tried to explain his relationship with Silk Road.

"The Luna Cult was able to find the exact location of Alina, and it was thought to be related to the bracelet of your second court, coupled with your delicate relationship with the necromancy, which caused the Golden Sect to suffer heavy losses, and it seems that Alina was used as bait by you."

"You want the information in Taiyan City, and you want to take Du Bolan as a subordinate, so you didn't take it by force, I have to thank you for this, and it also saves me from worries."

"So I followed you here, and let Du Bolan and them all go back, along the way, watching you ridiculously hide your coveting for Xiao Nuan, and watch your funny and stupid performance."

"It's worth mentioning that your biggest exposure is to follow the traces of magic directly here, although I am a knight, I am extremely sensitive to magic."

"I said that no one can leave, including you, including everyone in the Second Court and the Necromantic Cult."

Leo spoke calmly, as if chatting.

Hearing this, a touch of mockery flashed across the face of the Silk Road Demon Ye, and he stretched his body lazily, watching this wonderful show.

"yes, so what."

"But since you already knew, you still have to turn your face with me here, isn't it more funny, more stupid and ridiculous than me?"

"Do you really think that you alone can wipe us out here?"

Fei Wen breathed a sigh of relief, clapped her hands, and said with an admiring smile, and then the blue light in her hand surged, and a silver gorgeous staff appeared, and her momentum continued to rise.

The mage teams of the two sides had a tacit understanding, surrounding Leo and Xiao Nuan in the middle, and the atmosphere was tense for a while.