When Austin returned to the South Gate with the Templars and supplies, he let out a long sigh of relief when he saw Yalinda standing on the high wall, expecting to know that Austin had made a good gesture to him.

"It's been a bit long this time. Yalinda went down to the city gate and whispered to Austin.

Austin took off the windproof mask on his face, rubbed his face vigorously, relieved himself from the killing intent in the battle just now, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Something went wrong, but there is no problem, everything has been solved." ”

At this moment, Hua Wen stepped forward, saluted Yalinda, and hurriedly led his men to the garrison of the Templar Cavalry Regiment. There were also two batches of supplies escorted by the Templar Cavalry Regiment before, and they all lived together after they came, ready to support the decisive battle here.

Hua Wen had already taken out a new mask and put it on, so as not to be seen as embarrassed, but he didn't want to stay here any longer. Yalinda noticed the other party's small faux pas, and an inexplicable light flashed in her eyes, but she quickly covered it up again.

Austin snorted coldly in his heart, Yalinda must have known that the leader of the other party was Huawen, a difficult lord to serve, so he motioned for himself to go and answer. Now that I see that I and Huawen are at peace on the surface, and the white clothes in Chinese armor are the dirt lit by stars, I don't know how much I guessed about the incident.

But this is not Austin's concern, now Yalinda is basically helpless with him, and at the same time, there is more or less admiration in his heart, so he can only disgust him in these little things, saying that it is a design rather than a harmless joke.

Just as the two of them were about to say something, suddenly there was a whistling sound in the distance, which was difficult for ordinary soldiers to catch in the wind, but it clearly reached the ears of Austin and Yalinda.

Resentment, unwillingness, rage, and countless negative emotions are like outstretched hands in the mud, about to pull the two into the abyss.

Austin was the first to wake up, and the sudden restless blue flame in his body allowed him to get rid of the pull of emotions smoothly, and Yalinda recovered from a moment of distraction, and his long military experience allowed him to have a heart as hard as a rock when necessary.

The two looked around, and the others were unaffected, except for Davix, who seemed to sense something, and frowned slightly.

Handing over the horse to the people around him, Austin took Davix to the military vehicle arranged by Yalinda's cronies, and went to the watchtower on the front line with Yalinda.

When the two arrived, Locke and Rhine had already arrived, the former's face was extremely ugly, as if he had drunk the most bitter medicine, and the latter's eyes were full of hatred, as if they had met the flames of ice, revealing the momentum of life and death at any time. Such a look is extremely rare for the two of them.

Austin and Yalinda flashed to the watchtower, and saw a black line spreading in the distance, like a tide, and everywhere the black line passed was dyed with thick black, like white paper splashed with ink, and people who looked like they felt as if their hearts had been plowed by thousands of swords, and they felt that the ravine was unflattened.

"My lord!" just as a few people could not hide their solemnity, a soldier rushed to the watchtower and spread it on the ground without breathing, "Oh no, the infiltration team we sent out...... Basically all dead. ”

"What!" Yalinda turned her head, her eyes cracking, and a violent air current nearly knocked the soldier off the tower.

Rhine stretched out his hand and grabbed it, revealing a trace of golden light in the void, stabilizing the violent source power fluctuations in the space. The soldier who came up to report turned pale with fright, and he felt a warm and soft source of force wrapping him, and even the wind and snow seemed to have slowed down a lot, and then he continued: "There are sixty people in the military department, twenty people in the operation department, one ...... Almost all of the people who did not go to war died, and only three of their colleagues in the military department escaped, but ...... They all fell into a coma and seemed to have lost too much blood, but strangely there were no wounds. ”

"Normal. Rhine's expression had returned to normal, and he had regained the temperament of Furui Wubo, which was extremely incongruous with his immature face, but the people around him were smart not to say such thoughts.

"Why, has Lord Rhine ever seen such a situation?" At this moment, a middle-aged man in thin clothes suddenly appeared beside Rhine, followed by three people in black armor. The middle-aged man has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the lines are hard and straight, and the few people behind him are wearing windproof masks.

For a moment, the watchtower was a little crowded.

Everyone was not surprised, and turned around to salute, and Rhine nodded slightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

The middle-aged man pursed his lips childishly and said, "It's boring, why haven't you been startled?"

Austin was stunned, and first looked at Rhine, the corners of Rhine's mouth twitched downward, and said: "This is His Excellency Khorog of our Inquisition, a sixth-order selector, codenamed 'Wind Eagle', is a void magician, his profession is very rare, and he is known as one of the 'Three Void Masters' in the royal capital. ”

"Who are the other two?"

"Void Formation Master and Void Priest, the Formation Master was shot in the head by Von Lantrin about five years ago, and I don't have much contact with the priest, although it is alongside me, it is extremely mysterious, and I don't know it. It was Horog himself who answered Austin, and his tone was gentle, and he didn't seem to care about the difference in the ability level of the two.

Speaking of the Void Division, Austin's mind returned to the ambush of "Bloody October", when the woman who seemed to be able to sweep the whole audience was helpless under Von Lantlin's sniping.

Suddenly, he found that he was distracted, and took the initiative to bring the topic back to the scene in front of him: "We have seen such a scene, have you heard of the white-clothed shaman who infiltrated near the royal capital?"

Horog nodded and said, "I've heard of it, but we've never seen it here." ”

Austin's face showed obvious hatred, and his voice drifted a little in the wind: "When we encircled and suppressed, every stronghold of the white shaman would have such a ...... In their words, magic. The Black Mist strengthens their warriors and replenishes them with the blood of their own warriors. In addition, these black fogs have an extremely powerful limiting effect, and they have extremely strong resistance to the dispersal and healing of elemental light attributes, but the ability of the fire attribute has a great restraint effect on them. ”