The long convoy of horses had been on their way for two days, and just as they were about to step out of the Sinlu border, a man dressed as a palace attendant used the Cyclone to rush to the group and hand over a magic guide to Barret. Seeing this magic guide, Barrett let out a sigh of relief, and turned his horse's head to the princess's carriage, despite the fact that the group was still moving.

"Tsk, such a substitute is also a loss to them for being able to think of." Benedict noticed the aura of the magic channel, and his nose shrugged, the smell that he hadn't seen for a long time made him a little uncomfortable.

"What did they use?" Angelo was curious about what was in the boxy box, but he didn't bother to ask.

"There's a wraith trapped in that wizard." Benedict sighed, the wraiths are the most shrewd dead creatures under the command of the dark gods, and they skillfully absorb the vitality around them for their own use, because this little thing is extremely smart and very domesticated, and the dark gods have refined a lot in the beginning, but unfortunately they were later used as monsters by other creatures on the continent and killed them all.

"They really have the ability, refining the wraith is no longer within the reach of manpower, I don't know how much King Beavis has paid for this wraith." Angelo smacked his lips and walked to the periphery without a trace, the spirits absorb vitality from near to far, although they are smart enough to never harm their lives, but they can't help but be constantly absorbed. So, it's better to be on the safe side.

"Haha, he didn't necessarily refine this spirit just for his daughter." Benedict chuckled, and the barrier in his hand was laid down, covering everyone around the carriage. "If it is refined in large quantities, the use of the wraiths on the battlefield can be said to be more effective than that of undead warriors."

I think that the land of the Falling Thunder Valley of the Xinlu Empire was destroyed, and the hole card on the battlefield in the future is this thing. Benedict was in a trance before his eyes, and all those little gray-brown things on the battlefield fell to the ground everywhere they went, whether they were strong orcs or nimble elves. It's just that I don't know if the spirits refined by these people will explode and die because they absorb too much vitality, if there is still this weakness, then there is no need to save zài.

Angelo didn't know what Benedict was thinking, so when he saw such a scene in the future, he was still covered in sweat and hair, even though he had experienced the wind and rain.

As he spoke, the carriage had continued to move, and Angelo was not curious about the spirits, but he could not prevent others from arousing curiosity. For example, Claire, who is a light archmage and is extra sensitive to dark aura.

Seeing Claire getting closer and closer to the carriage, Angelo stretched out his hand and grabbed him, "What are you going to do?" ”

Claire hurriedly grabbed the canvas hat and leaned over to the side, "I want to find out what's in there." Because I couldn't see those eyes, I only knew that Claire was confused. Angelo pursed his lips, "The things in there are not something that your archmage can deal with, so it's better to explore less." ”

"Okay." Claire paused, pushed the horse's head away, and returned to the farther side, "What's inside?" ”

"Creatures of darkness, absorb the life around them, and then export them to the princess by the magician." Angelo gave a simple hint, but he didn't want the other party's fingers holding the reins to tighten.

"Wraith?" Claire's head is slightly tilted, and the breathing of the people outside has not changed, is her guess wrong? But what he knows is only in line with the spirit.

Angelo, who was breathing normally in front of Claire, looked at Benedict with a bitter expression, and when he saw that the other party was as surprised as him, he reluctantly said, "Can you sue me, how did you know about the spirit?" ”

Claire's mouth smiled, "I just know." ”

The tone was a little naïve, which made Angelo cry and laugh, and then gave up getting to the bottom of it, since the other party didn't want to say why bother asking.

While he was talking, Angelo suddenly saw Benedict's somewhat alert look, and leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Is something wrong?" ”

"We may be targeted." Benedict smiled, a look of course. Angelo was also a little excited in his heart, just out of Xinlu, someone was eyeing them immediately, proving that the matter here has always been remembered.

"It's good to keep an eye on it, and the province has been guarding against it." Angelo blinked, "Claire guessed the wrath just now, do you know why?" ”

"The Holy See has stood tall for many years, and with the blessing of the God of Light behind him, some classics can also be used." Benedict gave a reasonable explanation, but Angelo felt that there was a lot of fog in it.

"Before this, you were going to give Diyin to Claire, did you already take a good look at him?" Angelo and Benedict's horses were very close to each other, surrounded by the old man and his party, and they didn't care if the two of them were muttering some love words.

"What does it mean to be optimistic for a long time, obviously because of what you said, otherwise this truth may not be given to anyone." Benedict diverted the topic and reached out to pinch Angelo's ear, his eyes changing light and dark, but Angelo did not see it.

Since the arrival of the magician, Princess Susan has not made any more attempts to sing to attract beasts, but she has also rested early and traveled late every day, which makes the mercenaries who want to complete the task as soon as possible anxious. However, the leaders of the three mercenary groups saw some doorways, and they did not surround the princess's carriage every day, and the whole horse team seemed to be more loose.

"It seems that Lord Barrett and the young men have instructed him." Torris smoked a pipe in his mouth, a crooked smile on his lips, and he looked relaxed.

But it had been a few days since they came out of Sinru, and now they were in a suburb, and the day before, they were at the wall of a principality, which was a flat meadow.

In other words, if the people who follow behind, if they don't want to be exposed or lost, they can only choose to do it here.

A huge barrier rose from the ground, and I don't know when the group of people who had stepped into the circle was covered by a semicircular barrier.

Barrett was obviously prepared, stopped his mount, took out his staff from the spatial ring, and before he could speak, the grass around them was cut down by the wind blades, and not only the magic circle that began to work on the ground appeared, but even the palm of the hand that was ready to sneak attack from the ground was also cut off together.

Dots of scarlet sprinkled among the turquoise grass did not bring a view, but brought the beginning of the killing.

Sensing that they had been prepared, the people hiding underground and the people in ambush simply appeared directly, and Angelo was shocked at this time, and there were really a lot of people they brought.

"Quillinus! You really think of me. "Barrett knows the person who is in charge, which makes the mercenaries around him a little reassured, but after all, this is not a regular battle between two armies, and no one will give you time to shout to each other. Barrett shouted this, in fact, he was ready to be defeated, at least to let the empire know whose hands they died, if one of these mercenaries could escape. Barrett secretly prayed in his heart that although he was not from the Holy See, he was sincerely praying for the blessing of the God of Light at this moment.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, the fireball and wind blade on the opposite side had already attacked closely, although the mercenaries were very experienced in combat, but they were not a mercenary group after all, there was no such tacit understanding, and the enemy on the opposite side was only stronger than them in terms of strength and numbers, and after two battles, everyone, including the three small mercenary groups, began to fight separately.

Angelo had already unlocked the seals of the three whirlpools at this time, but his condensation was still only thunder, and Angelo was unwilling to cut the other party's head with the wind blade, so Angelo's corpse was scorched by lightning.

On the other side, Benedict stabbed the man who came in front of him with a sword in his hand, and he quickly cleared a clearing and gathered his companions together. Angelo stood next to Benedict, and a dozen of them had formed a small circle, and inside the circle Claire was giving everyone blessings.

Lao Rui is not only a pharmacist, but also a fire-based archmage, and the fire dragon in his hand restrains one of the other party's wind-based archmages as if it were alive. The heavy sword in the hands of several swordsmen in Bangjie is suitable for chopping and stabbing, and there are not many moves, but the strength of the heavy sword covered with fighting spirit under a blow should not be underestimated. Angelo's lightning was slowly becoming denser, and he was trying to condense the thin lightning into a power grid for attack, and the human net was inside to carry out a large-scale attack.

Toris on the side saw Angelo's actions, and his heart trembled, "Mu, don't mess around!" "A new trick is evolved on the spot, and a careless mistake will not only hurt the magician himself, but also hurt the innocent. Torris saw the kid ruthless before, and thought he was a person with a steady heart, but seeing his actions just now, Torris was a little worried. After all, at such a time, a stupid teammate is more terrible than ten strong opponents on the other side.

"It's fine." Angelo replied while controlling the lightning, just as he had already suppressed to the limit, and the lightning that had almost condensed into a rope before crackled and exploded, turning all the places he passed through into ashes, including the enemies in front of him.

As soon as the move was dispersed, Angelo's chest was stuffy, which was a sign of too much consumption, Angelo leaned forward slightly, and reabsorbed the thunder element that had not yet fully spread back into his body, and in just this moment, a heavy sword with a fighting spirit rushed towards Angelo's head.

Angelo immediately raised his upper body, but the broken hair on his forehead was still flashed by the fighting spirit, and the severed hair fell to the ground covered with ashes to restore his original hair color, but no one would pay attention to it at this time.

With a missed blow, the swordsman seemed to be eyeing Angelo, and the next attack went straight to Angelo. Angelo dodged a few times, jumped out of their circle, and used lightning to force the swordsman back a few steps, and Benedict and Torris immediately closed the gap behind him. Since the teacher is a swordsman, the level of Anqiluo and the swordsmith should not be weak, but in fact, although Angelo's physical skills are excellent, it is the first time to deal with a person with a weapon.

Fortunately, the level of the person in front of him is not too high, compared to those great swordsmen who can create their own sword moves, and after observing a few times, Angelo saw an opportunity to hit the thunderball into the mouth of the swordsman in front of him, killing him with one move.

A fireball attack narrowly flashed, and Angelo struck a lightning bolt without even looking at his attacker, giving him some time to retreat even if he couldn't hit the attacker. In this case, it would be too dangerous for him, a small magician, to be attacked on his back.

There was a burst of softness from his waist, and Angelo returned to the circle. The Wizard's ranged attacks are the most effective, and anyone who can get close to him is dealt with by Benedict and Torris.

Seeing that this side was at ease, many free mercenaries also fought and retreated to their side, and even the circle here was already bigger than the guards around the princess's carriage. Angelo knew that the main purpose of these people was the princess Susan, but it was impossible to throw her out of the current situation.

"Old Grace, we're going to be with the princess's guards." A mercenary with majestic facial features shouted at the old man, and the old man seemed to snort lightly, and the fire dragon in his hand skyrocketed, swallowing the great magister on the opposite side at once, "Go to the middle, don't forget our mission." ”