"Bang dang!"

In front of Piger, a carriage burst out. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The owner of the carriage was clearly aware of the danger in front of him, but the speed did not allow him to make any more turns, so he simply closed his eyes and crashed into it.

The brightly dressed middle-aged man consciously pulled the woman next to him in front of him as a cushion at the last second before being knocked into the air, but the moment he landed, the pot-bellied businessman turned into a meat pad, using his body to save the woman's life, but his brain burst and died.

The frightened horse did not stop because it was blocked, but continued to ram into the crowd.

The bustling street market, which was filled with laughter, was immediately replaced by cries of fear. The wealthy merchants fled with their women, the flower beds placed on the roadside for decoration were trampled on, and the clean and tidy streets became chaotic in an instant.

In this moment, this feeling of chaos and disorder seemed to evoke some of Piger's old memories. But these memories do not belong to him, or even to any one person, but to see things purely from a divine perspective. And the content of these scenes may only be appropriately described as "dancing demons".

Red clouds rolled in the sky, and lava continued to fall from the sky. Huge firebirds flew in the air, constantly spewing hot flames towards the ground; The Frost Dragon weaves its way through the sea, stirring up a monstrous wave every time it comes out of the water.

And on the ground, shocking cracks opened in a strong tremor, spewing out clouds of black mist from within. In the black mist, countless armies of skeletons and chaotic creatures that constantly changed their shapes poured out towards the surface one after another, looking like ant colonies from afar, hurrying towards the light ahead.

“……”

Such a scene of destruction flashed through Piger's mind. Just as he was surprised by this, Anne suddenly appeared from the side and glanced at Piger. The vicious dog understood and quickly followed.

Leaving the chaotic area, Anne began to talk to him through a psychic connection.

"I sensed something following you just now, so I came over and took a look." Anne said, "Although the other party used the invisibility technique, judging from the breath, it should be a big guy, and the power is very strong. But it's gone now. ”

Pije was surprised. In his consciousness, he felt that being stalked had nothing to do with him. The five senses of the Glory Flame Dog are super strong, and there is no reason why it should not feel the breath behind it.

Such thoughts were captured by Anne through the spiritual connection, and the Fallen Angel Sister unceremoniously poured cold water and said: "In front of the master who is good at hiding himself, your perception ability has a limited effect, and it is easy to be disturbed by other factors, such as you didn't feel it when I passed by just now. ”

The vicious dog thought about it, and it seemed that it was. So the inexplicable accident just now, as well as the weird scene in your mind, is it related to the weird existence that follows you?

Thinking that he was being followed all the way by a silent master, Piger suddenly felt a chill all over his body. If that guy wasn't bad, he might have hung up inexplicably by this time.

But looking at the other party's meaning, it doesn't seem to be intending to hurt himself, and he also conveys some confusing information, which is too weird. Friend or foe, and for what purpose?

"Meow!"

Betty, who was lying on Pigier's back, stretched a long lazy waist, and the cat's paws tore the long hair on the back of the vicious dog, and slowly opened her eyes. Then, in a rare move, the stupid cat propped up half of his body, and his eyes were blazing at the towering spire building not far ahead.

This temple is very similar to the one on the floating island, and it can even be said that it is a very obvious imitation. Judging by Betty's appearance, the sanctuary must have brought back some of its memories.

Originally, Piggie was still worried about whether this guy would suddenly defect and return to the light camp after returning here, but he didn't expect that in the next second, Betty seemed to have seen some flood beast, her eyes widened, and she jumped off Piger's back and quickly slipped away.

It turned out that the reason why this stupid cat suddenly had a spirit was not because he was too excited to see the Templar, but because he was terrified from the bottom of his heart.

In fact, if you look at it from a biological point of view, Piger is still more sympathetic to this "candle of holy light", which has always been regarded as a holy object. For the sake of a false name that could neither be eaten nor attract the opposite sex, Betty had to be confined to the sanctuary all day, behaved as a mascot, and every move had to meet the standards of elegance, whether standing up or lying down.

Moreover, this so-called elegance is still judged by the aesthetic standards of humanoid creatures. Piggie was sure that the template that the Templars had used to train Betty in the first place must not be a graceful cat, but a person who thought he was elegant.

At this moment, watching Betty, whose hair stood on end, hunched over the branches, a negotiation began that made Piger feel helpless. Betty, who had fled to the tree, refused to come down for anything, and Piggie had to keep reminding him with a mental connection that he could get the little yellow croaker when the mission was completed.

I have to say that this trick is a killer move for Betty. Pigger kept increasing the price until the thirty-seventh little yellow croaker, and the stupid cat finally jumped off the tree, half reluctantly and half happily.

Allowing a cat to infiltrate the Templar to steal a valuable and heavy sword was unsure if Piger would succeed, but for now he could only do so.

While Anne could do the same, Pije wasn't going to let the dignified Fallen Angel help him with such a big day-to-day task, otherwise he would have nowhere to put his face as the leader of the Night Race.

Under the noses of many paladin squires and priests, Betty walked back and forth in the sanctuary like a ghost.

"What time is it?"

A paladin squire roaming the hallways yawned as he turned to his companion. Since the discovery of the artifact fragments, the entire Ontario clergy have been mobilized, and low-level paladin attendants like them have to patrol the sanctuary back and forth at night in addition to standing guard during the day. As soon as there is movement, the alarm is immediately sounded.

"It's still a long time before the morning, and it looks like we're going to have to make a few more turns." His companion held one hand on the hilt of his sword, seemingly ready to guard against it, but in reality he used the hilt as a crutch to support his arm.

After greeting the two old acquaintances who were also paladin's attendants, they continued to patrol the prescribed route. In fact, in the eyes of many paladin squires, it was a waste to use so much manpower. Because there is only one way to enter the temple, as long as the two guys guarding the gate do not raise the alarm, the inside of the temple is safe.

So most of the time, they're just chatting and wandering aimlessly.