Meanwhile, Wallombre. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The rickety old man suddenly straightened up, looking to the northeast, his eyes under the cloak as sharp as night owls.

"What's wrong, Trevor?" The black-robed man asked without looking back.

"There's a palpitating smell of gunpowder there, someone who has turned the tide of Livingston vs. Fieldsway." The old man said hoarsely, the faint starlight illuminated his old face, and the dense wrinkles stacked on it with mountains and valleys, almost drowning his facial features, he seemed to be a hundred years old, half of his body had been buried in the loess, but his eyes still showed a cold light. The harsh winter wind swept up the old man's cloak and burrowed into his thin body, but he stood upright, unaware of the chill that seemed to freeze his veins.

"Really? It's a great intuition. The man praised plainly, but his eyes did not leave the shadows in front of him, and the leaders were dressed in surprisingly the same as the men, all wearing delicate silver faces, draped in wide black robes, and holding a heavy short staff in their hands. Loki, I'm still blocking you. The man shook his head, "I thought my whereabouts were hidden enough. ”

"The Goddess's gaze is upon us, and all her actions are no secret to her, and the moment you set foot on the land of Fieldsway, I know all about your movements. Why did you come to Fieldsway, when you don't preach in the great plains of the Middle Plains and offer fresh offerings to the goddess? The heretic invoker named Loki asked in a low voice.

"There's no way I'm looking for someone to be in the Central Great Plains." Yogett smiled, "After many visits, I finally learned that he was in Wallombre. ”

"Who are you looking for?" Loki's eyes were dark, "Why didn't you notify me in advance, and instead hide like a rat?" ”

"Hehehe...... We've always been rats, otherwise you'd have been outside the city and stopped me with great fanfare, so why would you take a few henchmen and follow me all the way into Wallombre, and make another attack in the dead of night? "Don't deny it, Loki, there's no shame in tucking your tail in the shadows. ”

"You're changing the subject." Loki wasn't outraged by Yogot's provocation, he gestured and several of the Great Warriors surrounded Joggett and Trevor in the middle, "But I can probably guess who you're looking for, Sir Pender Dalyan." ”

"It's easy to guess, isn't it?" Yogert shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently, "Fieldsway's resources are not as good as those of Sarion, but they are not so ignorant of the entry of a usurper. I came here to borrow something from him. ”

"The orthodox royal remnants of the old Pande have the blood of the first emperor of the mainland in their veins...... Yogget, aren't you dead yet? ”

"No, the success of the year must be made up for after all." Yogett said.

"Then I can only ask you to leave, your crazy actions back then almost caused the Holy Sect to fall into a catastrophe. Perhaps Meldrey is right, we shouldn't have changed you from an apologetic Black Knight to a Supplicant, your ambition would ruin everything we have built so hard. Loki whispered, raising the staff in his hand, and the Great Warriors drew their long swords, their blades reflecting a cold light, and they approached Yogett step by step.

"Meldere...... Is that old stubborn old stubborn in the North still alive......" Yogett muttered to himself, ignoring the flickering sword, "You just said, 'Everything we've built with great difficulty'?" He took off his silver mask so that Loki could see the mocking, hideous smile on his face, "Tell me, please, what have we built so far?" Is there a chance to repeat the old glory? Just as the holy scriptures depict, the vitality that is still vigorous and full after being washed back and forth by the noisy? Back then, he just robbed a coffin, killed a few high-level officials who had achieved nothing, and made room for fresh blood, which is called annihilation? Wake up! He exclaimed, "If you are content to live in the shadows, do not talk about the glory of the goddess of restoration!" ”

"Arrogant careerists and devout believers have nothing to say." Loki's eyes were sad, "You go, for the sake of the master and apprentice back then, I can act as if everything happened tonight." ”

Yogot's eyes were equally sad: "I am both a careerist and a believer. I'm sorry, teacher. He put on the silver mask again, and his tone suddenly became cold, like a poisonous snake "hissing" and spitting letters: "Trevor, do it." ”

The old man tore open his cloak, his shriveled body bulging rapidly like a water-filled cowhide bag, and his wrinkled muscles re-stretched into angular lines. The wrinkles on his face were as if the snow was fading rapidly under the scorching sun—the old man was growing younger at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the wheels of time were rumbling backwards on him.

A heavy black light tore through the air, and the heads of the Great Warriors were swept into the air with a fountain of blood gushing from their own necks, and the streets seemed to rain as if they were scarlet. Yogett stood motionless in the rain of blood. Trevor's greatsword was expressionless, and he humbly stood behind Yogget.

"Trevor...... Is it Trevor Bronson? Loki's voice couldn't help but tremble, and he looked at Yoggett in horror, "When will it ......?"

"If you stay in the shadows for too long, even the eyes of a goddess will be dusted." Yogett stepped forward slowly, "It takes a top-down change to cleanse. It is not the four rats with their heads and tails that can lead the Holy Sect to establish themselves in Pande, but a roaring lion! ”

"Say goodbye to the teacher, but you will not be alone on the journey to hell. Soon, Meldrray and the other two Old Immortals will be with you in the deepest part of the pool of blood. With a swing of Yogget's staff, it easily broke Loki's parried staff, landing on Loki's shoulder. Loki could hear the crunch of bones breaking deep within his body, and his vitality, which had been exhausted with age, was now like a flame of a broken candle fluttering in the wind. Loki sat down suddenly, blood oozing from his mouth and nose, and at the moment of death, he used all his strength to say intermittently, "May the goddess ...... Curse...... Yours...... Wild...... Heart. ”

"And I, I will sincerely bless you, may the eyes of the goddess always rest on you, teacher." Yogett bent down and hugged the dead old man, gently wiping the blood from his face. He looked at Loki's dead face and reached out to remove the old man's bloodstained silver mask, "But I still hope that you can see the day when the Holy Sect will come out of the shadows under my leadership. He used a knife to pick out Loki's eyeballs and wrapped them in a piece of red silk.

"What should I do with the corpse?" Trevor asked softly behind Yogget.

"Just leave it at that, those Dawn Knights will naturally help us finish." Yogett stood up, "Let's go, let's go meet the royal remnants of the pure blood Pande." ”