"Smack! Syllable! ”

A pile of black mud suddenly gushed out from the gap in the leaves on the ground, and two fist-sized depressions emerged

Above the hollow was a snow-white horse.

"This is the clearing I just found through the Witch Vulture, I can smell the air and the smell of blood, and I can still determine the direction from the strong direction of the smell of blood, it should be two o'clock. I'm right, Witch Vulture. ”

The black-robed Grant turned his head sideways to ask the corpse witch vulture perched on the rough branches, and its pitch-black feathers opened its sharp beak and chirped twice like a human, as if to indicate affirmation.

"Master Abbott, I think we need to do our best to speed up and get to the place where the dead are piling up in front."

"It's just the corpses of a bunch of knights or thieves, we don't need to look at them, and we can't find anything of value, so let's hurry up." Abbott in the back shook his head and refused, he didn't want to investigate at all, without the items left by the mage, he really wouldn't bother to look at it, what he wanted most now was to go straight ahead and leave the misty forest as safe as possible, and reach the Orleans Canyon.

"Let's go and see the corpse, maybe we can find some secrets, and I didn't say it's just a knight, but I saw two suspected mages, are you interested in going and seeing it together."

Grant quipped, but he knew that mages had always tried to be mercenary, and as long as they used a little item of value enough to lure them, it was completely possible to arouse their interest in detection, and like Abbott, as long as he revealed that there were two mages in front of him, those things that were left behind were enough to attract his interest.

Hear the second half of Grant's sentence. Abbott knew that Grant wasn't a guy who liked to run around, and that there might be something worth exploring.

Waited a while. Two full-fledged knights and three ordinary knights who were already capable of fighting followed, and Abbott gave them orders. Let them stop where they are, and then follow them when they receive the message.

Abbott and Grant hurried to the clearing where the bodies were still lying down, and the horses galloped forward, trampling over the damp leaves, splashing dirty cement. Grant carefully hunched forward, he gently sniffed the increasingly obvious smell of blood in the air, and narrowed his eyes slightly to notice the black silhouette of the corpse appearing in front of him.

"Be careful, there should be a corpse in front of us, we slowed down and approached cautiously. Just in case there may be dangerous traps around, it's better to be careful. ”

Grant suddenly said vigilantly, and Abbott immediately lowered his speed and followed him. When Grant turned his head sideways and saw Abbott obediently listening to him, the corners of his mouth opened to reveal a smile, and immediately let the white horse speed up, turning into a snow-white streamer and rushing to the front, opening the gap with Abbotra in an instant.

"Rub, Grant, this guy won't run halfway and want to get rid of me. I've got to keep up with him, there's probably a lot of good stuff up there. He wanted to take a little more before he could get rid of me. ”

Abbott noticed Grant's sudden acceleration, and secretly gritted his teeth and cursed, and hurried over.

Grant soon found himself in the clearing, where the trees on both sides had been cleared, and the center was a mess of human corpses. The blood was already running dry on their pale skin and shriveled bodies, and the organs that had fallen to the ground and their frightened and unwilling heads made the corners of Grant's mouth twitch twice.

"These corpses are really terrible. There are a large number of spell casting marks on the organs scattered all over the place, and I am afraid that the number of mages is enough to be divided into several camps on both sides. Of course, some of the equipment is quite tattered. Even the corpse, whose hair and skin have not been tidied, can be determined to be on the side of the thieves. ”

Grant is simple to search and discern. It is roughly speculated that the three forces here are thieves, blood piercing members, and another group of people, who may be the target.

"Let's take a look at the corpses of those mages first, the corpses in the upper left corner are the best." Grant knew that it was better to get valuable things quickly was his main goal, and he glanced at the battlefields on both sides and noticed a charred corpse that seemed to have been slashed by lightning, and the damp leaves near him were charred black.

Grant dismounted and walked to his figure, half-crouched down and looked at the corpse carefully, the corpse could no longer distinguish his appearance from the appearance, all of it was scorched, and he could only roughly judge that his strength should have just reached the first order mage, or he looked away.

After looking up and down, Grant noticed that the appearance of the charred black figure's gloves was unaffected, and he knew in his heart that it must be a good enchanted item, at least suitable for mages.

"Take it and take a good look at the attributes." Grant throws out the detection technique to probe.

"Lightning Protection Leather Gloves (Rare) Talent Status: Forge with rare lightning resistance attribute monster skin, which can increase the lightning resistance attribute by 30% for the wearer, but it is only set below the second-order mage."

"It's not bad, at least it's better than I imagined, and it's a benefit to receive first. I'll see if there's anything else, and I'll find it all clean. The corners of Grant's lips probed with a smile, eager to clean the corpse in front of him.

A closer search revealed that the mage's waist bag still had some good things, and even a small number of spell scrolls and magic stones were detected in his reserve ring.

It's just that Grant hasn't searched for the mage on the other side, and Abbott also arrived on horseback, he got off the horse and quickly ran to the corpse, and hurriedly collected the valuable things on his body, and at the same time his eyes glared at Grant fiercely, and his eyes revealed a resentful gaze, which meant obviously.

"That mage's body is yours, don't worry, I won't rob you, I'm a good mage with a lot of principles, and my mentor also appreciates me and accepts me as a disciple." Grant smiled nonchalantly, he knew that the mage estimated that the reserve ring was still worth something.

Everything else is a lot worse.

At that moment, a sharp voice resounded through the mist.

Grant's ears moved slightly, and he could roughly hear the meaning of the voice. That's when Abbott approached. In a serious tone, he said, "It seems that there is also a battle ahead, and the scale is only bigger than ours. Do we want to evacuate in one direction and walk in another direction. ”

"Don't worry. This was to be expected. Grant nodded his head with a deviated look and snapped his fingers to make a black shadow flash through the mist.

The corpse witch vulture stretched out two narrow wings, almost stretched and retracted, swept dozens of meters, and quickly rushed to the place where the source of the sound was in the distance, the strong wind generated by the wings dispersed the haze of water vapor, revealing a lot of rotten branches, and the black vipers entrenched on it retreated one after another, burrowing into the tree hole.

The natural predators of snakes are basically giant eagles soaring in the sky, or fierce creatures such as vultures.

Misty foliage among the woodlands. Grant and Abbott rode and stared into the distance, their slender crosses or slim swords clenched, keeping an eye out for threats.

In a region with a thin element like the Mars Empire, mages also use swords to resist the other party in some cases in order to save mana due to the limitation of spiritual power, but this kind of opportunity is generally rare. People who rely on swordsmanship like Grant are a strange thing, except for a few melee mages of course, who have a high physique in their blood. So rely on talent to develop.

"Grant, did you see any strange images?"

Abbott looked at him nervously, and at the same time was very curious that this non-natal demon pet could transmit the picture. He couldn't tell exactly what faction of mages it was, after all, there were four black-robed sects. There are also many professional branches of the three lines of the white robe, such as the mage of the undead system, and can also extend advanced or related professions such as the necromancer system and the hell system.

They all belong to the branch of necromancers.

Grant stroked the white horse's mane. Close your eyes to communicate with the approaching vultures of the corpse witch while carefully searching for the source of the sound. He wondered exactly where the sound was coming from.

The sight of a vulture in the distance.

On the pale green interface, countless branches are unusually clear. Circles of rough texture on the bark were clearly visible, and behind dozens of shirt trees flashed golden flames, azure thunder and lightning, and occasionally the soil condensed into some stone shields.

"That's it!" Grant, who had leaned over the vulture, immediately determined, and glided not far from them with a slightly unaccustomed incitement of his wings, and in the gap between the trees below, there was a magnificent carriage of silver and blue, and a large amount of bright red blood was swayed around the carriage, and they wriggled and enveloped a column of blood. Nearly forty demonic stones on the edge of the carriage were swirling with each other, generating power for the blood pillar.

The family crest of a unicorn is carved on the back of the carriage, and the edge is inlaid with a circle of broken gold and magic pattern mythril, and the blood on the edge of the communication now covers the defensive circle.

On the carriage, there were two female mages in black cloaks, their fingertips were swirling with blue arcs, a slightly messy snow-white long hair, like the top silk, the goose egg face of the country stared nervously at dozens of knights in black trench coats, and the slender hands exposed were as white as jade porcelain, and they kept casting spells against the mages and knights in front.

On the left side of their black cloaks was a blue-gray badge, the metallic badge looked familiar, and on the front of the badge was a hooded black shadow face, which contained an aura that allowed Grant to tell what it was.

There were still a few silver-armored knights around the carriage, armed with gold-domed shields to fend off flying arrows or iron hook chains. The metal armor was stained with mottled blood, and some parts of the chest were sunken, making it look terrifying.

"Protect Miss Taylor and Miss Tiffel, let us contribute the last strength to the Tulip family, and resist and fight together to the end for the sake of glory and faith."

The leading knights shouted, so that the knights on both sides barely bred up their spirits and began to resist the continuous rain of arrows, and occasionally the feathered arrows flying through the shield pierced into the arms or thick thighs, and the blood flowed down, but they were as strong and unyielding as the unfailing Spartan warriors.

There were a large number of black-robed knights parked on the opposite side, led by three people wrapped in cloaks, and the black gas all over their bodies made Grant, who controlled the corpse witch vulture, feel a strange aura, that kind of floating cold aura, he could roughly judge that the other party was a black-robed mage.

Clouds of dark green mist appeared on their chests, and they were staggering close to the blood pillar, constantly using the energy of their bodies to consume and corrode the blood pillar. The old high of the sneering green smoke.

The dozen or so knights behind raised the compound strong bow in their hands and shot out streamers.

"That badge is a shadow badge? They are mages who have traveled to the Academy of Shadows. Judging from the level of spells, they are first-order mages, and the mages on the opposite side also belong to the first-order level. As for the level of knights, it is difficult to judge, but it should basically be the level of ordinary knights. “

The corpse witch vulture flapped its wings, its eyes frozen in thought.

He is not accustomed to seeing a person save a person, and it is okay if he does it casually, but only when his own strength is very strong and the enemy is very weak. Because his code does not put himself in a dangerous situation for the sake of boring things.

Although the strength of the group of people in front of him will not be much worse than his, he will not be dispatched without interests.

Grant saw that what attracted him was a large row of demonic stones on the ground. He undoubtedly needed the Demonic Stones to go to the Mage Cluster, and he thought that he could extort some Demonic Stones from them, and the two shadow badges indicated that they lived in the Mage Cluster, helping them to be protected by their teachers through their connections.

As for his identity, Master Kuran died of old age in the Gaenyi Forest, which means that the mages of his same level have basically changed, and some details of his life can be asked to Lilian, these external reasons are relatively easy to deal with, after all, the reason is not big.

"If I don't save them, leave them away. There is no gain, and there is no loss, and if I want to save them, first of all, I will kill the members of the Bloodpier to offend them, so I don't feel anything about killing them. A mage who holds a Shadow Badge can bring some convenience and wealth to himself in the mage cluster. ”

"The other party's manpower is comparable to Abbott plus me, and I just need to be with the people of the joint badge. The strength of the superficial contrast is already easily in my favor, and I will not fall into a dangerous situation to succeed. ”

Grant judged for a moment. I feel that I have the value of helping, and at the same time I want to see what the reason for the target of the blood piercing. Whether it is a hire or the other party has a secret treasure, these are worthy of him to carefully put aside the essence of the problem and study it carefully.

"Wow~~~"

A crisp breeze blew in the woodland, and Grant suddenly opened his eyes, a narrow sin on his lips, and he slapped the white horse's buttocks, raising his cross sword and preparing to move forward.

"How? Grant, there's a bloodthirsty member ahead, if so, let's hurry up and retreat, starting from the marginal areas, I don't want to expose the caravan to danger. ”

Abbott shook his head, and said in a serious and serious tone, as if there was no doubt about it. He had just recalled the three ordinary knights and two regular knights behind him, who were guarding him on the left and the right at the moment.

Grant smiled slightly and explained: "There are two teams of centaurs in front of each other against each other, one team is Piercing Blood, their number is two mages, more than a dozen ordinary knight level, and the people on the other side are two mages and four knights, and the situation is dominated by Piercing Blood." But whichever side we join, either side is sure to win. So, I want to help the target of the Bloody Assassination now, and you can follow me."

"Why should I let a caravan risk to help a stranger?"

"In front of them is a temporary protective circle built with blood and demonic stones, the number of demonic stones is more than twenty, it is obvious that they are worth a very good value, help them a little to ask for some sufficient benefits, you must like it. Anyway, the members of the bloodpiercing killed and killed. ”

"You didn't lie to me?" Abbott was a little tempted, he knew that Grant was actually very shrewd and a master who would suffer, and he had collected all the weapons of those thieves, and this opportunity was indeed a good opportunity.

Grant saw that the success was halfway there, and added, "As long as you go, agree with them that seventy percent of the number of magic stones will be given to me, and I will take thirty percent, how about this number?" ”

"Don't hesitate too much, I'll leave after the fight anyway." Grant raised his head and said proudly.

…………

In the dark, damp misty forest, the moisture permeated everywhere, and there was a crushed trail between the woodland where the decaying leaves were piled up, two parallel lines stretched to the edge of a relatively hollow collapsed tree, and there were some scarlet blood stains on the ground.

The corpses of the fallen knights lay scattered in front of them, or lay still behind them.

It was easy to see a pile of fallen trees along the parallel line, and a magnificent carriage was parked, and a bright red pillar of blood was shrouded around the carriage, and countless blood trickles around the surface of the column, maintaining the operation of the entire pillar of light.

The two silver-haired female mages kept casting spells on the carriage, and in the face of the approaching feathered arrows, they simply took off their cloaks, revealing their close-fitting off-white short sleeves, and their chests were high and bulging, just the right size. The slender and soft waist shows some fair waist skin, and the sexy legs are wearing a pair of trousers. The long silver hair was already messy.

"Taylor, there is no way, we can't resist the attack of this group of people in front of us at all, their way of attacking is too fast, the magic circle in front of us can't last for time, if we don't retreat quickly, I'm afraid all of us will die here."

The silver-haired girl on the left, her eyes are clear and bright like blue gemstones, but the aura that fills her body is low at this time. There were a lot of scarlet blood stains on the snow-white and delicate cheeks, and there was a long sharp arrow cut on the neck.

"But we can't stop the group of people in front of us, they are too numerous, and they surround us, from the analysis of the situation, I am afraid that there is no loophole that can allow us to escape," Taylor said in a panic.

She knew that she and her sister must be resisting this group of blood-piercing members! (To be continued.) )