74 Choice: Orange or Purple
Bearing the pseudonym Rann kept rubbing the Holy Light Token in his hand and walked into the depths of the orange crystal area.
Maraton seems to be an area where the natural elements are abnormally active. He couldn't help but sigh as Bolvar swung his sword once more to cut through the obstructive vines around him and in his path.
The rate at which the plants grow here is unbelievable, and I don't know how Kevindra managed to escape from it.
He was thinking about it, but his ears heard a faint "buzzing".
Bolval, who was experienced in actual combat, immediately became alert to the sound of the archers beating their strings. Almost as soon as his mind had come to a conclusion, his body had already reacted to the arrowβhis body scurried to the right, and a whirlwind hid his body behind the thick vines. An arrow almost grazed his body, "dang" into the vine behind him.
And at this time, he also saw the appearance of the person who attacked him.
It turned out to be two female Jungle Guardians.
He didn't look any further, but shouted with a hint of hesitation, "I'm a friend of Kevindra, and I'm here to find Serebras and you." I have no ill will. Before he could finish speaking, the answer he received was another arrow grazing the vine where he was hiding.
"You're an intruder!" The two Jungle Guardians retorted loudly. "Whoever invades Maladon must die!"
"I can't help it." Berval took off his shield and held it tightly in his left hand, drawing his sword in his right hand. "May the Light bless you."
He held his shield in front of him and spiked out from behind the vines he was covering.
Rao was fast, but the half-elf, half-deer Guardian of the Jungle was also a good archer, and the fall of sanity did not affect their movements. Two more arrows came at Bolval in a menacing manner.
Boval raised his shield, flew two arrows, and then swung the shield out with his left hand.
"Avenger's Shield."
Although this ordinary standard shield was not as easy to use as his generalissimo's shield. However, the lack of weapons was compensated for by the rich combat experience.
The shield flew in a perfect arc and struck the two Jungle Guardians hard.
The force of the impact made the Guardian of the Jungle dizzy and stumbled over his companion on all fours. They both fell to the ground.
Taking advantage of the fact that they were struggling to get up and not having time to attack, Bolval had already rushed in front of them, his empty left hand swinging forward with a dazzling golden light. "Dazzling light."
The Guardian of the Jungle, who was already in a mess, was illuminated by this dazzling holy light, and he only cared about covering his eyes with his hands in a panic. There is no way to fight back.
Bolval's right hand reversed the hilt of his sword and slammed it into the back of one of the Jungle Guardians, causing her to faint. The left hand twisted the long hair of the other, forcibly facing her face to himself, and pointed a sword at her neck to threaten her not to try to resist fearlessly.
That's when he saw the two jungle guardians in a frenzy.
"Oh, the Light is above!" Boval took a breath of cold air.
Is this still the Guardian of the Jungle in his impression?
It was just too far away for him to see clearly. And at this moment, he could already clearly see the difference between these two Guardians of the Jungle and Kevindra.
What he thought was a shadow or a dark spot wasn't. That's all because there were already patches of dark brown weird moss on the surface of their smooth bodies. Not only do they have this large patch of moss on their bodies, but they also have them on their faces and hair. And the Guardian of the Jungle, who was not yet unconscious, had a usually calm and serene face, and his lips were now twisted hideously. Baring his white teeth, he let out a roar that bordered on madness from his throat. Another distinguishing feature of the Corruption is that the Guardian of the Jungle's green eyes are now glowing red.
If you say, they turned out to be just a group of ** fawns in nature. Now, it's suddenly turned into a carnivore.
The contrast made Bolval sigh. "It seems to have been completely corrupted."
But he still couldn't bear it, and slowly lowered his prayer. "Cleansing."
White and gentle holy light poured out from him, enveloping the body of the Guardian of the Jungle in his hands.
However. The Guardian of the Jungle didn't get any better at all, but struggled harder. If it weren't for Bowall's continued vigilance, she would have almost broken free.
"I'm sorry......," Bolval's eyes filled with sadness and sadness. That's all I can do. β
He flipped the blade of his sword, and with his hand fell, slicing the neck of the already completely insane Guardian of the Jungle cleanly.
The blood of the Guardian of the Jungle gushed out in large quantities. Berval was surprised to find that their blood had turned a strange dark brown like mud.
There was some heaviness in Bowval's heart.
It seems that the Council of Cenarion was not wary of Malaton's corruption for no reason. Such corruption. If it spreads past the stone walls of Malaton, it is indeed a disaster for nature. Ordinary Jungle Guardians have been corrupted to do so. Serebrus didn't know what was going on now.
Boval picked up his sword and shield and continued his way into the orange depths.
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"Why don't we take this road first." In the center of Willow's hand is a suggestion of a passage for a centaur sculpture. "The road looks like it was carefully repaired by the Malody Centaurs, and is probably the one they use most often. What do you think? β
Shia agreed. "Then let's go and try it. No, we'll go back. This road is also very recognizable. β
Elcelle tugged at her pigtails as if she wanted to say something. But she looked at Willow, then at Xia, and finally bit her lip and nodded.
The three of them walked cautiously along the middle path, and after a long passage, the terrain began to descend gently, and gradually opened up.
The road in the middle, without any forks, came to the end, and it was actually a centaur altar.
The four corners of the altar burned with strange green flames, but there was nothing in between.
"Who!?"
To the surprise of the three of them, there was a centaur woman standing in front of the altar, holding the staff in her hand and praying for something. Hearing the stranger's footsteps, she nervously turned her head. The lower half of her face was covered with a light veil, but both the wrinkles exposed to the light veil and her youthful skin no longer firmed showed that she was very old.
"You shameless intruders! How dare you invade our sacred altar! Damn, how did you find out here? The old centaur scolded and raised her staff in her hand. Suffer death! Lightning Arrow! β
A pillar of blue light as thick as an arm stretched out in the air, striking straight at them.
Willow took a step forward unhurriedly. "Summon: Voidwalker!"
The blue Void Walker appeared right on them, their bodies swelling and turning into a black barrier to block the terrifying blow.
"You're old, and someone wants me to tell you that banishing him is the stupidest decision of your life!" Willow smiled and raised her staff. "Now, you can go on your road with peace of mind."
A raging flame erupted from her staff, instantly drowning the centaur woman's frightened face.
"Nope! It's him! Damn it......" She didn't have time to say anything more before she was engulfed in flames from hell.
Watching her turn to ashes, Willow stepped forward with a smile and complacency, intently rummaging through the nearly gray corpse of the old centaur woman. "There it is!" She picked up a necklace and looked up and laughed. The chain was unscathed in the flames that burned even people, and at the moment it reflected a strange light in the green firelight.
Thea and Esserie stood in horror. Willow's sudden strange and strange performance made them hold each other's hands for reassurance.
"Verlo!" In the end, it was Xia who was more familiar with Willow to speak. "You're hiding something from us?"
Willow turned his head, his expression returning to normal. She turned her head to look at Thea. "Everybody has some little secrets, doesn't they?"
"But, like this, we can't rest assured that we will take risks with you." Thea gently squeezed Athery's slightly trembling hand and said strongly.
"Well," Willow looked at the necklace in his hand, "Didn't I tell you before that I knew an exiled centaur guy?" He told me the secret of Maladon, and the price was that I would avenge him by killing the sacrifice that had exiled him. He told me that only the High Priest had something that could keep Princess Maradon in this world. The altar of the high sacrifice is usually covered by the power of the elements. He also gave me something to crack by the way. β
"In other words, this road is actually only visible to us?" Esselly exclaimed urgently.
"Hmm," Willow nodded approvingly. "There's nothing to crack the elemental magic power, and of course no one else can see the way."
Now, not only Athori, but even Xia is a little angry. "Then why didn't you say it in the first place."
"Have I forgotten......" Willow replied casually and insincerely, making people angry.
"Then let's go, the road has come to an end, isn't it?" Xia said as she pressed the unhappiness in her heart.
"yes!" Willow took the necklace in his bag and led the way back with a grin.
Thea and Elsenley glanced at each other, silently speeding up their pace to follow.
The three of them returned to their original point again, standing again in front of the three-way intersection.
"Alright, alright." Vero was still cynical, smiling and spreading her hands, fingers to both sides. "Then you choose which side to go this time. Do you want to choose the orange side or the purple side? β