It was almost dawn, and the sky in the distance was white, and the calm was suddenly broken, and from the other side of the road came the sound of horses' hooves, as dense as drums.

This is a well-armed Inquisition of the Holy See, led by a sturdy judge of the Inquisition, who is neatly followed by no less than fifty elite knights, holding sharp spears and short swords, and exuding an aura of iron and blood all over his body.

An inquisition soldier plows the loose soil on both sides of the road, and the ashes of the burning firewood are visible.

"My lord, there is indeed a team that has stopped around here. ”

"What a bunch of cunning foxes, it seems that they smelled danger early and fled. The priest looked at the layer of hoarfrost on the turf, which was the product of condensation in the coldest of the mornings, and it seemed that the other party had left before then.

"They have been away for more than six hours. The priest commanded, "Search the neighborhood and see if you can find some clues." ”

Soon someone came back to report.

"My lord, their footprints disappeared at the end of the road......"

The priest looked in the direction the soldier was pointing, "That's the ...... In the direction of the Far East, there are really a bunch of panicked fellows, and the natives there hate outsiders. ”

Maybe the other party has been away for too long, and the priest has given up the idea of chasing and killing.

"Do another search, and if you can't find the enemy, withdraw your troops. The priest wiped the water marks on his helmet, if the other party left a few hours earlier, then there was no possibility of catching up with him, anyway, it was not a matter of being defeated by a group of remnants.

"Report! No sign of the enemy found!"

"Report! No enemy information found!"

As expected, the priest nodded.

"Retreat!"

The sound of horses' hooves faded away, and silence enveloped them again, and even the sound of falling leaves could be heard clearly.

After about an hour, the figure of the Judgment Army reappeared from the woods next to the mountain road, and the priest at the head frowned, "Did you really run away?"

At this time, the Valen troops, hiding behind the steep cliffs on the opposite side, were witnessing the departure and return of the Inquisitors.

"They're cunning!" the adjutant scolded with trepidation, "If we had gone out just now, we would have been caught!"

The people of the Holy See are not stupid, and we must not take them lightly. Valen swallowed, facing a trial army that was at the peak of its mental and physical condition, and the soldiers under his command who had lost most of their weapons and equipment were definitely not opponents, "Bypass them, let's go north!"

"Isn't that the North, the Tieliu Kingdom......" the adjutant frowned, "that divided country is as chaotic as pot porridge, are we going to set off there?"

"The more chaotic it is, the less attention we get, and the more war-torn it is, a remnant army will not be suspected. Valen explained: "And the Tieliu Kingdom is the only country with the weakest penetration of the Holy See, although the royal family is the lackey of the Holy See, everyone knows that it is a few grand dukes who really control the Iron Stream!"

......

McHill sniffed the salty breeze blowing from the sea, and looked at the land getting closer and closer, and his mood couldn't help but be apprehensive.

If the map was correct, she would have been able to reach the Kongdu Territory by crossing a hill after going ashore, but she was a little swaying at this point.

If the rumors are false, and the lord of the Kongdu Domain is full of hatred for the demon seed like the other nobles, then what should he do?

If you escape, you can, but where is your place to live?

Since her ability was awakened, she has carefully avoided the eyes and ears of the Holy See, and she did not even dare to attend the church service on weekends, for fear of being seen out, but even so, she was still recognized by the identity of the demon seed.

As the cold shackles clasped his wrists and ankles, McHill thought his fate would end with a single burning.

But luckily, she escaped.

She showed her white arms, and there was a shocking scar on her wrist, a mark from the Holy See's special chains, and although the wound had healed, the scar remained on her body forever.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh a little at the impermanence of fate.

If it weren't for the demon seed that was caught with him, the flesh enhancement system suddenly evolved twice, causing the guards to panic and cause chaos, and it might not be so easy for him to escape.

His abilities are not very suitable for combat, and it is very easy to reveal his position when released.

On the way to escape, if it weren't for the fact that he had to resist, McHill had been holding back and didn't dare to use his ability.

But it's different on the vast seas.

She simply killed the captain and first mate who wanted to do something to her.

Fate has changed her a lot, the little girl who didn't even dare to kill chickens and ducks before, now takes two lives, and there is not even a trace of psychological pressure.

"Just dock on the shore!" McHill covered his face with his hood, "and send me to land in a sailboat." ”

Although this is not a dock and should not dock here according to the route of the ship's sailing, the sailors did not dare to resist her orders, and everyone had different opinions about the mysterious disappearance of the captain and first mate, but everyone agreed on the same thing.

On the night of the captain's disappearance, they both heard the Siren's cry, and then McHill appeared in front of the people.

Legend has it that in a certain part of the sea, there are tyrannical and cunning krakens who will take the form of beautiful women to deceive men, and then eat the bewitched men.

Although there are other versions, what is the same is that in these legends, the Kraken is undoubtedly extremely ferocious.

When McHill boarded the ship, he was quietly arranged by the captain at the back of the cabin without telling everyone.

After the captain's disappearance, the scene of Maihill's mysterious appearance forced the sailors to associate her with the Kraken.

Everyone was terrified.

McHill soon realized this, and simply did not expose it, acquiescing in the sailors' speculation.

On the vast sea, the identity of a kraken is enough to kill these sailors, so that they no longer have the courage to use other thoughts, which can reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble.

An unlucky sailor walked out with a sad face.

Sending the "Kraken" away in a small boat alone is undoubtedly a mission to death in his opinion.