237 Holy Moth Sacrifice (M)

Captain Zack, who broke through the sky, was surrounded by rich blood energy, and he jumped in front of everyone from the woods under the small hill like a blood-colored rainbow, but just as the mercenaries were about to open their mouths to cheer for knowledge, the deputy head of the regiment let out a terrible roar: "Prepare to fight!" ”

Frightened by the deputy head of the regiment, the mercenaries calmed down a little, and when they saw the true appearance of Captain Zack, they gasped one after another!

I saw that Captain Zack's face was pale, his two blood-red eyes were dim, the tip of a dagger pierced out of his heart, and the blood of Dapeng was gushing out along the blood tank.

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With a soft sound, the dagger was slammed back, and a large puddle of blood spurted out, and Captain Zack, who had no support, slowly fell, revealing the figure hidden behind him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"One, two, three, four、......" The figure wore a hood, dressed like the previous Captain Zack, and his fingers pointed over the mercenaries one by one, and stopped when he clicked on Decion, with a hint of doubt in his voice: "How can there be a mortal?" ”

"Mortal?" Decion was stunned for a moment, and his old face was instantly filled with horror: "Could it be that you are a bloodsucker......

Syllable!

The figure snapped his fingers suddenly, and a blood-colored energy suddenly sealed Decion's mouth like a silk thread, and then nodded with satisfaction: "It's really rude mortal." ”

After speaking, the figure turned his gaze to the mercenaries again: "My 'clansmen', what do you think I should do with you?" ”

"Earl, we ......"

The deputy head of the regiment stood up hard, and was interrupted in the middle of his words: "Earl? Tsk, your eyes are really bad, in that case, let's just send you on your way! ”

There was a hint of mockery in the voice of the figure, and the figure flashed to the side of the deputy head in a flash, the wind, swept up the corner of the hood, and a pretty face met the eyes of the deputy head of the group, and a guess flashed in his heart in an instant, but a trace of coolness in his heart let him know that he would never have a chance to confirm this guess again......

"Sawyer, how long are we going to wait here?"

Filina fiddled with the bonfire in boredom, a faint awakening power spreading from her fingers to the tip of the stick, just enough to protect the stick from the flames and not affect the flames themselves.

"Let's wait for two days, if we don't come after two days, it means that the Holy Moth Sacrifice didn't want to come to the Orc Fortress at all, and we will rush directly to Makas City."

Sawyer sat on the side, the half-condensed spell model in his hand suddenly collapsed, and Sawyer hurriedly raised his hand and sent this small group of mana storm to the side.

After Serana left, Sawyer got his wish and lived in a two-person world with Philina, but after waiting for three days and not seeing the shadow of the Holy Moth Sacrifice, Sawa and Filina also began to become anxious, could it be that the Sharp-Eyed Eagle's information was wrong, and the Holy Moth Sacrifice itself did not plan to come to this orc fortress?

Sighing helplessly, Sawa crossed his legs into a meditative state, he had completed the memory of the spell he had just practiced, but he was anxious in the past few days, but he had not succeeded in building a complete spell model once.

However, due to anxiety, Sawyer only sat cross-legged for a while and then gave up his intention to meditate, and now in this mental state, meditation is no different from self-harm.

Looking at the forest in the distance, Sawyer thought of Serana, who had been away for three days, and wondered if the eldest lady was used to life in the wild.

But as soon as she thought of Serana, Saurana's breath appeared in Sawyer's perception, but in Sawyer's perception, Serana was not alone, and there was a vague aura next to her, and the only one who could hide her breath in Sawyer's perception was the legendary master, could it be that Serana was caught by the master of the blood clan?

Thinking of this, Sawa immediately took out his long sword, and Firina next to him also pulled out the axe and shield from the buckle on her waist when she saw this, and when she saw Sawyer's gesture, she suddenly became like Sawyer, looking in the direction of the forest as if she was facing a great enemy.

It didn't take long for two figures next to each other to appear in the sight of the two, the light in the forest was very dim, even Sawyer could only see a rough idea, but when he saw that the man actually wrapped his hand around Serana's neck, the tension in his heart suddenly reached a fixed point.

Serana was really taken hostage!

As soon as this thought arose, the awakening power in Sawyer's body involuntarily injected into the long sword, and an invisible sword qi surrounded the long sword, instantly shattering several dead leaves around him.

And Filina is even more exaggerated, the power of blood and flame instantly rushed to the extreme, even her height was raised by half a point, and a faint golden-red light surrounded her body, making her look like a mortal Valkyrie!

"What are you two doing?"

However, just as the two of them were ready to attack, a voice full of doubts came from the direction of the forest, and Serana finally stepped out of the dark area of the forest, and shadowy spots of light were cast around her, and Sawyer saw her condition clearly.

"Ahem, it's nothing," Sawa calmly withdrew the awakening power on the long sword, and set his eyes on the half-dead guy beside Serana: "Who is this?" ”

Without waiting for Serana to answer, while Firina also restrained the power of blood flames, and her body returned to her usual delicate state, but the blush on her face still fully expressed the embarrassment in her heart, and she covered her face and ran back to the tent, leaving Serana, who had just walked out of the forest, confused.

"Who is this?"

Sawyer asked again, only then did she pull Serana's attention back, and the eldest lady looked at Sawyer with a hint of teasing: "Can't you see it?" ”

(I can see it!) )

Sawa complained silently, this guy leaning on Serana's shoulder, his clothes all over his body have turned into strips, and half of his body is covered with bandages, except for an old face full of wrinkles, there is no identity at all.

"Filina," In desperation, Sawa could only call the girl out of the tent: "Give this guy a healing spell, pay attention to controlling the strength of the spell, don't cure this guy to death." ”

"Don't worry."

The girl glanced at Sawyer, her fingertips lit up with a little soft golden light, and with a light tap of her fingers, the golden light instantly sank into the eyebrows of the seriously injured old man, turning into a pure healing power to nourish the old man's body.

Although this minimalist version of the healing technique did not heal the wounds on the old man's body, it stabilized the old man's seemingly intermittent breath, and with the sound of hysteria's heavy breathing, the old man opened his eyes.