The taste of resting in the tunnel is not pleasant, the cold and damp rocks, the rancid smell makes this place not much better than death row, and there are huge nameless demon insects crawling everywhere on the ground, and the air currents that shuttle through from time to time make a terrible whistling sound, stirring sensitive cranial nerves. [Full text reading.]

Although it was in the territory of the ogre, it had been completely annihilated at this moment, so the Templar swordsmen did not dare to take off their heavy armor, and the sweat and metal armor caused a clammy and cold feeling on the skin, which was even more of a mental torture, but fortunately, they were all elite warriors who had been in battle for a long time, and they often did not take off their armor for months when fighting against the Celestial Cultists in the Western Continent. If it were those noble paladins in the Central Continent who had no worries about food and clothing, and who were extravagant, this would definitely be unbearable torture.

Luo Lan noticed that even when they were resting, they were always on high alert, leaning their easily exposed backs against the rock wall, each holding the hilt of their swords with one hand, making a posture that could fight back at any time, while the other hand was on the shoulder of their companion. This is not a borrowing force, but when encountering an assassination or attack that has no time to react, once you die, you will inevitably alarm the people next to you and avoid being killed by all of them in the night.

Even the two Templar Swordsman captains were no different from their subordinates, and instead of complaining about their special status, they kept vigil separately and silently took on their own responsibilities.

Luo Lan couldn't help but think of the Templar swordsman captain who died during the day, if it wasn't for the fact that he was too seriously injured to save the lives of his subordinates, he would not have been killed so easily by the ogre. He couldn't help but sigh secretly, this is indeed a well-trained team. The Templar Guards, who were powerful in battle, did not waste so much effort to hold them in their hands.

In contrast, the resting place of the Rust Sacrifice was warm as spring, and not only was it purified to drive away the filth, but it was also spread on the ground with a soft Berndt carpet, a simple priest's cage circle was arranged around it, and a candlestick with a strong smell of the sea was erected, and the spices that dispersed the demon insects were lit, and the candle flame was dim. Two maidens dressed as prayer teachers knelt beside him, massaging him gently with their slender fingers, and it was evident that they had been specially trained to sit and move beautifully.

A prayer teacher in a bloated robe stood up and walked over to Rust's side, suddenly. The robe slipped off her shoulders, revealing her body, which was only dressed in a bandeau and a short skirt, showing off her curves, and she held a delicate Cynthia drinking pot on her chest, knelt down slowly, and then gently lowered it to the latter's mouth.

Rust took a sip. Showing a relaxed expression.

Such extravagant style made Luo Lan wonder if the collapse of the Western Continent Diocese was due to this person's contribution.

Rust priest looked over to Luo Lan consciously, he pointed to the pot of drinking dew, and boasted, "Master Pastor." Do you want to take a sip. Even the jade gel that cannot be tasted in the South China Sea must be warmed with a virgin body in a wet and cold environment to taste the best taste, and it is rumored that this practice was passed down from the Oriental Berndt. ”

Luo Lan shook his head and declined the invitation.

The Rust priest said that it was a pity, and tasted it as if enjoying it. Soon. Then there was a contented snoring.

Luo Lan quietly looked at the dancing candle and pondered for a while. Slowly closed his eyes.

On a vine, a beetle demon insect approached him silently, the mouthparts couldn't help moving, and with a soft "boom", it was divided into two petals, Xi Jiesi slowly withdrew her sword, walked to a dry rock not far away and sat down, silently watching Luo Lan,.

The long night passed quickly, and the first rays of light of the morning spilled into the tunnels, becoming colorful in the mist.

As a guard serving the gods, the Templar swordsmen had strict self-discipline on their sleep and eating time, and they got up early in the morning to make this pious prayer, half-kneeling, with their swords on their foreheads, and muttering the Paladin's Creed with their eyes closed, while the priests faced the east, with solemn expressions, and took a glass of water and placed it on their chests to show the hardships of the Radiant God incarnation in the human sermons.

Legend has it that the diocese of the Western Continent still retains the customs and military system of the powerful Papaladins of hundreds of years ago, and it is ridiculous that these traditions, which are now hard to find in the Central Continent, the birthplace of the Illuminati, have been accused of being unorthodox.

In such a solemn atmosphere, as the nominal servant of the God of Light, Luo Lan also had to lead his subordinates to pretend, but no one noticed that the respected pastor actually read the prayer a little plausible......

The mages were all atheists, and in the rather boredom on the side, Hedamic recast the atmospheric mirror, looked at the valley he had found yesterday evening, and after a few glances, he suddenly shouted, "Look. ”

Thankfully, the prayer was over, otherwise he would have provoked the wrath of the Templars.

Everyone gathered over, and Rust took a breath and lost his voice, "Hellfire Cow?"

Beside a few bare crimson rocks, a monstrous beast was walking slowly, its dark horns spike forward, two huge nostrils spewing a trace of heat, and on the skin covered with thick scales in most places, a layer of red flames flowed faintly, and its back arched high, towering an arc of strength and beauty, its limbs and muscles were cast as if they were cast from molten iron, visually refracting the reflection of strength and hardness.

Everyone knows the strength of a Hellfire Cow, especially from its size, this is already an adult Hellfire Cow.

Luo Lan looked at this familiar creature, and couldn't help but bring back memories of his not-so-distant time when he was studying with Dennis' mentor.

Sentences of former teachings and proverbs flowed from the field, and once again precipitated a loud echo.

Scenes of battle flashed in front of me like floating lights, rejuvenating the forgotten light.

In an instant, his mind became clearer and clearer than ever, and the past combat experience and words that he didn't understand at that time finally confirmed each other at this moment, merging and colliding, and his eyes gradually flashed with a fierce light.

Suddenly, the Hellfire Bull stirred uneasily, as if to let out a low roar.

Hedamik reacted violently, he waved his hand, and the scene in the mirror image quickly pulled up, from this perspective, only a vague dot could be seen, he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said, "It's dangerous, it's dangerous." ”

"What's wrong?" the crowd looked at him in confusion.

Hedamic breathed a sigh of relief, and said with palpitations: "The scenery shown by the atmospheric mirror is all in my legal domain, but some high-level demonic beasts and mages can detect subtle elemental fluctuations, so as to find out where I am hiding, in addition, under the gaze of a strong person who threatens it, it can also arouse its sensitive sensory reaction, although we don't seem to have such a master here, but it's better to be careful, you must know that this hellfire cow is only less than four hundred meters away from us, in case it is discovered......"

At this time, Luo Lan seemed to have woken up from a long silence, he tilted his head, opened his mouth and laughed: "Okay!

The Rust priest looked at him strangely, and wondered if the pastor had lost his mind by the sudden arrival of a powerful enemy.

"Friend, I don't see what's good, I'm afraid we're going to face another tough battle. Alexander smiled wryly, after seeing this high-level abyss demonic beast, I'm afraid that everyone's mood would not be so good.

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't you think that our journey is about to come to an end?" Luo Lan turned around slowly, his eyes shining at this moment, full of indescribable fighting spirit.

Alexander glanced at him in surprise, this friend seemed to be a little different from usual, but there was no significant change except that the whole person stood more straight, but it made him feel that something was different. He carefully savored the meaning of Luo Lan's words, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Friend, are you saying that we are almost close to Danium Baster? ”

Luo Lan smiled and said: "All the way we have come, the strength of the abyssal creatures is gradually getting stronger, that means that the closer we get to the center of the island, the stronger the enemy will be. Now it is a hellfire cow that stands in our way, but it has a strong sense of territory, and all the areas where it operates are its territory, and behind it, if there is a more powerful clan or demonic beast, it can only be Nimbast!"

Alexander suddenly took a step forward, looked into the mirror image, looked up sharply, and said, "That means, as long as we defeat this Hellfire Bull, there will be no more obstacles on the way to the black dragon?"

"It is not advisable for the team to engage in fierce battles before encountering the black dragon, and the Demon Bull is good at large-scale spells, so there are not too many people involved in the killing, so ......" Luo Lan said lightly: "It is enough for me to make a move." ”

"What?"

Luo Lan ignored everyone's exclamations, he looked ahead, his eyes were full of flames, every bone and muscle in his body was full of strength, cells and blood were eager to try, excitement and passion were stirring in his chest, now, he desperately needed a battle to release it, and this adult hell demon cow in front of him was the best opponent.

At this moment, in the ancient arena thousands of miles away, the tentacles of the sun have not yet been able to reach here, the sky is still vast with stars, and Dennis, who is dressed in a black robe, slowly turns his face, and there are strange ripples in his beautiful eyes.

In front of her, a black orchid that had been silent for a long time quietly bloomed unconsciously.