"There's the Misty Forest ahead." Before daylight dawned, the team was finally able to make out the vague outline of the rolling misty forest in the distance.

Captain Armand, who was at the forefront of the paladin's team, tightened the reins of his horse, stopped his advance, and looked at the cavalry and priests behind him with a solemn expression, "I believe you have long known the purpose of our trip, and you are also aware of the hidden dangers involved. ”

His gaze swept seriously over everyone's faces, "So, I don't want to talk too much nonsense, I just want you to remember: you are fighting to protect the peace of the continent!" The most devout believer in the God of Light! God will bless His people, so I hope that all of us will return safely! ”

As soon as the words fell, all the knights and priests present immediately put their right hands on their chests and swore loudly and reverently: "The God of Light is above, protect us, and fight for the peace of mankind!" ”

The voices of hundreds of people were superimposed, almost deafening, and even startled a burst of birds in the misty forest, only to be engulfed by the thick fog and fall silent again.

Among the hundreds of people, many ordinary soldiers had just arrived in Jacob Town from the imperial capital, and it was the first time to participate in such a mission, so they were both frightened and a little curious about the legendary Misty Forest.

Most of them have lived in the imperial capital of Pandora since childhood, although they have been conscripted into the army, but because of the relationship of guarding the royal city, they rarely participate in face-to-face battles and bloody battles, and they have almost no accurate understanding of what is about to happen, so almost no one can really understand what kind of heavy feeling of death and death the paladin captain Armand had when he said this.

Armand looked at every face in front of him seriously, trying to keep their appearance firmly in his heart, but in fact, he himself knew that except for the team of paladins who had followed him for more than ten years, he could barely name a few of these soldiers who had just arrived here from the imperial capital.

It was not without compassion in his heart, but compared to those feelings that would make people weak, he knew better that as a knight and a member of the temple, all he could do now was to fulfill the orders issued by the temple with all his might!

As for the recruits, who still have no idea what is about to happen, whether they can return alive or not depends on their luck.

Thinking of this, Armand exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, finally tightened his horse's head, raised his spear, and roared in a deep voice: "Go!" ”

The procession of several hundred people marched towards the dense fog-shrouded forest again.

Paladins and clerics seem familiar with the Misty Forest.

When they were still a few dozen meters away from the dividing line drawn by the dense fog, they stopped, dismounted, and the priest gave each member of the team the medicine they needed to resist the miasma in the forest.

"If I didn't know the truth, I would have almost believed what you just said." In the team of priests, Andy, the deputy bishop with shoulder-length blond hair and blue eyes, looked at Armand in the Misty Forest with a smile.

Armand looked at him coldly, his face was angular, he couldn't see a smile on his face all the year round, and his lips had been broken into a straight line, coupled with the short dark brown hair that was close to the night, all of which made him give people a sense of coldness that was not close to him, even the paladins who had followed him for many years rarely took the initiative to talk to him, and only Andy, the deputy, who always looked smiling, would take the initiative to come over to talk to him from time to time, although this was mostly not a pleasant thing for Armand, Like now.

"Lord Andy, watch out for your words." His eyes swept over the soldiers who were making the final preparations for entering the Misty Forest, and Armand whispered, a hint of warning in his eyes.

"Don't be so nervous, Armand." The slender and soft fingers stroked Armand's face gently, and the smile on Archbishop Andy's face became even more distinct, "I just can't help it, after all, you don't see you a few times a year when you open your eyes and talk nonsense." ”

"Captain Armand, Lord Andy! The team is ready to go! Vice-Captain Nick suddenly shouted loudly, as if he hadn't noticed Andy and Armand's current behavior.

Glancing at Nick with an upright face out of the corner of his eye, Vice-Bishop Andy slowly withdrew the hand placed on Armand's face, gathered the cloak on his body, and turned to walk towards his horse.

Seeing this, Vice Captain Nick couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, turned his head and asked Armand, "Captain, are you okay?" ”

Armand glanced at him, knowing that Nick cared about him. He had never been an indecisive dragger, but this time he had a rare roll of words in his head a few times, and after a moment he told Nick, "In the future, be as respectful to Lord Andy as you are to me." You should know that he was never as gentle as he appeared on his face. ”

Armand didn't want his vice-captain to fold in because he offended Andy. Warriors like them, who have been born and died all year round, often have unimaginable consequences once they offend the priests who have grown through healing skills. Therefore, even Armand himself may not look down on those priests who only hide behind knights and wield their staffs, but even for the sake of these paladins under him, he must try to restrain himself and try to treat those priests with a normal heart.

What's more, this Vice-Bishop Andy from the Central Temple has never been as gentle and amiable as he appears to be.

When Vice Captain Nick heard this, he silently clenched his fists, his lowered eyes full of unwillingness, but in the end, he only squeezed out a low response from the depths of his throat.

Before entering the misty forest, after confirming once again that everyone had taken the pill to deal with the miasma, the priests lit up the palm-sized lanterns in their hands one by one, and rode to all corners of the team one by one, ensuring that the distance between each lantern was controlled within a certain range.

After that, the mighty team finally began to advance into the thick fog.

On a large tree not far behind them, a pair of ruby eyes watched this scene in silence, and then disappeared into the monstrous sea of fog.

In the misty forest, there is no light all year round, and the towering ancient trees that cover the sky and the sun firmly keep the sunlight out of the forest, so once you walk in the dense fog that you can't see your fingers, you can hardly tell the difference between day and night.

Fortunately, this hunting team of hundreds of people obviously has a certain understanding of the Misty Forest, and it is not the first time that they have been in and out of this place.

The lanterns lit by the priests before entering the forest finally showed their original function at this time - with each lantern as the center, within five meters of the perimeter, it was illuminated, and because of the positions that the priests had adjusted before, there were almost no dead spots in the entire team, all of which were clearly visible, which also dispelled the uneasiness in the hearts of many recruits, and made them gradually can't help but whisper.

Fei Yaran looked at the scene under the tree in silence, and for a moment he was thoughtful.

Before today, he had never heard of any race other than elves that had mastered the ability to move freely in the Misty Forest.

Whether it was a pill that could resist miasma, or a lantern that dispelled the fog, even the dragons, who were ranked among the three major races like the elves, did not have the technology to master, and Fei Yaran believed that these were from humans, and he would not believe it anyway.

It's not that he underestimates human beings, but that the human beings on the continent now have too poor understanding of magic and medicine disciplines, and coupled with the particularity of the geographical location of the Misty Forest, there will be no human beings who will deliberately study how to deal with the miasma of the Misty Forest.

So there is no doubt that the origin of these things must come from the Celestial Clan.

It's just that, looking at the appearance of these humans who are so proficient, it is obviously not the first time to enter the misty forest.

So the question arises - why has neither he nor the elven high-ranking received any reports of a foreign invasion of the Misty Forest before this? You must know that the Misty Forest is the outermost barrier of Azeroth, and any disturbance here is definitely not a trivial matter for the elves.

Of course, because Azeroth had been closed off for a thousand years, it is somewhat reasonable that the elves were unaware of it during these thousand years.

But if he remembers correctly, as early as more than ten years ago, Lance had been exiled by Mr. Anse to guard the Misty Forest, although elves rarely haunt the periphery of the Misty Forest, but if according to the guess in the words of Tom, the owner of the Tavern in Jacob Town, these paladins and priests should not be in and out of the Misty Forest frequently, in this case, they have not been noticed by Lance at all, unless these humans have mastered the ability to shield their own breath.

And if not......

Frowning, although Fei Yaran didn't like Lance, but he was also an elf, and he still didn't want to think badly of the other party.

Moreover, in fact, he has been in and out of the Misty Forest a lot of times over the years, didn't he not realize that there were humans entering the Misty Forest?

It's just that in this way, Fei Yaran is even more confused about how these humans escaped the eyes of the elves.

The Misty Forest is never really that gentle, it is a place where even dragons can trap, and even if humans can safely walk into the fog, it is tantamount to a fantasy to get out safely.

Silence and silence, many times, are because too many sacrifices and struggles have been swallowed up.

For a whole day, Fei Yaran looked coldly at the team that was originally composed of hundreds of people, and half of it was forcibly broken, on the other hand, the dozen or so cages that were originally empty were gradually filled with all kinds of low-level demonic beasts.

The severed limbs of humans and demonic beasts, the red and black blood, and the disgusting stench and bloody smell that were so thick that they spread all the way to the land that this group of humans had stepped on.

At this point, Fei Yaran had completely determined the purpose of their visit.

The similar feeling of gagging beside the mass grave once again spread from the cold chest.

Holding his palm hard, the tingling sensation made his brain clearer than ever.

Without glancing at the group of humans, Fiaran jerked up and flew in the direction of Jacob's Town.

The cold oppression that had been lingering around his body finally faded away, and Armand, who was sitting under the tree and resting tiredly, subconsciously glanced in the direction of Jacob's Town, and then, his eyes suddenly met with Andy, the deputy, who was looking in the same direction as himself.

Slightly stunned, if Andy felt the same way as him, Armand immediately stood up and came to the campfire where Andy was, "Vice-Bishop Andy, may I sit here?" ”

"Captain Armand is being too polite." Andy nodded slightly, even though he looked much weaker than Armand who was standing because he was sitting, he was not affected in the slightest by the evil aura that permeated Armand's body, and there was still a hint of a proper smile on his face.

"You noticed that before, too?" After sitting down, Armand asked in a low voice.

"Perceive what?" Raising his eyebrows slightly, Andy smiled and looked at the campfire in front of him.

Realizing that Andy was deliberately playing dumb, Armand, who had never figured out what this person was thinking since the first day he met him, couldn't help but fall silent.

Four years ago, Archbishop Andy was suddenly assigned to the Temple of Light in Jacob's town to run the temple. At that time, Armand had been stationed in Jacob's town for eight years, and he had already experienced a situation like this in the Bloody Misty Forest many times.

Born into poverty and with a resolute and upright personality, Armand was selected for the Knights of the Central Templar when he was a teenager, and when he was trained to become a Templar, he never had the slightest pride, let alone knew how to bend his will.

Since he was a child, he has been familiar with the Temple of Light and the deeds of the God of Light. Although he didn't read much because of his background when he was young, everyone on the mainland believed in the God of Light, and the Temple of Light was also spread in every corner of the mainland, and he still heard about it.

Therefore, when he was first selected to enter the Central Temple and become a Templar, he really felt sincerely lucky and lucky, because the Central Temple is the only temple in this world where he can directly hear the teachings of the God of Light, and it is also the only temple where the divine envoy will be present, and it is also the place where the blessings of the God of Light are spread to the entire continent.

Therefore, every time he saw the priests in the temple wearing white priest robes and with beautiful and affectionate faces walking by, he felt very envious, because all the priests were born with the blessings of the gods, and the lucky ones who could be selected to the central temple were even more one in a million.

However, although he did not have the qualifications to become a priest, being able to become a Templar and become the sharpest blade of the God of Light on the ground was enough to make Armand grateful.

So, when he graduated with the highest grades in the Knight Reserve and was summoned by the Cardinal, hoping that he would come to Jacob's town to serve the gods, Armand agreed without the slightest hesitation.

After that, he took a small group of paladins to Jacob's Town, the most remote town in the Naga Empire, and stayed for twelve years.

The conditions in Jacob's town are far from comparable to those of the central temple, and although there is a temple built here, and despite the utmost respect for both the locals and the royal family of the Naga Empire, Armand still doesn't like it, especially the covert operation that takes him to the Misty Forest every few months.

When Armand first arrived in Jacob, the former Templar captain left Jacob with a few of his men overnight after quickly handing him over, and only gave a few hasty explanations about the tasks they needed to accomplish in Jacob.

Although Armand had heard that he needed to go to the Misty Forest regularly to hunt monsters and turn them over to the temple, he didn't have much idea of what he would encounter when he carried them out.

So, when he first led his men and horses to the Misty Forest to hunt demonic beasts, a team of more than 300 people, only more than 30 people managed to escape, and only 19 people escaped in the end with 233 people under the Knights, plus himself.

In that battle, they suffered heavy losses and almost completely annihilated their army.

It was also the first time that Armand had experienced such a brutal fight of nine deaths.

For a long time, blood and scraps of flesh filled his dreams every night, and he didn't even have time to think about whether the Central Temple would cause the elite to lose a lot because of his bad work, and his mental state was extremely bad.

Thankfully, after more than a month, he did not wait for the punishment of the Central Temple, and even on the contrary, the Temple sent more Templars and clerics, and ordered the Naga Empire to provide them with unconditional military assistance.

Armand will never forget the time when a Templar stationed in Jacob's town long before him patted him on the shoulder and said, "Hey! Captain, you have to cheer up, after a long time, you will get used to it! ”

He actually wanted to answer the man, and he felt that he would never get used to it.

Until now, he thinks so.

Twelve years had passed, and he had never understood why the Central Temple had ordered them to enter the Misty Forest every once in a while to capture those evil demonic beasts.

Although the temple had always told them that it was to study how to better find the weaknesses of the beasts, and also to use them as targets for the priest reservists to practice, Armand always felt that things were far from being as simple as the temple said.

After so many years, Armand couldn't remember how many paladins and priests had died in such battles, and even had no corpses, and even their bodies were torn to pieces by those demonic beasts, but the temple still went forward one after another, sending new combat power to this place in a steady stream.

It wasn't until four years ago that Archbishop Andy was sent to Jacob's town to take over command of the priesthood corps.

Armand still remembers that when he finished his first briefing with the newly arrived Vice-Bishop Andy, the Vice-Principal raised his eyelids with such an unpredictable smile and asked him, "Captain Armand, do you really know who we are loyal to?" ”