Chapter Forty-Six: A Sudden Shadow
As Huang Shurong eliminated Luo Silian, the dense fog in front of the troops began to reduce the bee beasts that spit out, and slowly began to return to its usual calm.
And the bee beasts that attacked the troops on the battlefield were also instantly chaotic, like headless flies, and there was no longer a clear goal.
Some of them were obviously biting around the soldiers, but they suddenly dispersed, revealing the soldiers who had lost their entire arms and flesh, and some immediately rose into the air and disappeared into the dense fog around them, following their subconscious, returning in the direction of the Valley of the Mist.
However, there were also some bee beasts, a little closer to Song Jing and them, sensing Luo Silian's location, and pounced in groups in the direction of this side, they flew in mid-air, crossed the crowd, and kept making noise in the direction of Song Jing's side, "These are bad guys, kill them, kill them, save the queen!" β
You Shanjian noticed the bees and beasts flying from behind, turned around to check the situation, and just wanted to remind Song Jing, he saw the guards who had also fought bloody battles on the battlefield before returning to this side, carrying long swords, shouting to this side:
"Adults, be careful!"
Song Jing heard a louder and louder buzz halfway through, and sighed slightly in his heart.
From the very beginning of his contact with them, he knew that the transformation of the bees was irreversible, which meant that there was no way to convert them back to humans.
His face was solemn, but his hand did not stop, he turned around and stood upright, and his right hand immediately activated the alchemy of flames, and the alchemy array on his gloves lit up with blue fluorescence.
Boom β
A violent stream of flames rose in the swarm of bees, sweeping them all in, and in an instant, dozens of bees and beasts were all caught in flames.
In the background of the flames that were gradually disappearing, Song Jing was speechless, turned around and walked quickly towards Luo Silian's position.
On the first pile of brown sand, Huang Shurong had already pulled out his feet, but he did not relax his vigilance, but closed his eyes for the first time, sat in place, and placed the Han Sword horizontally on his knees, quickly recovering the loss of mana.
When Song Jing walked through the sand pile, he knew that Huang Shurong had no reaction from the outside world, so he turned his head sideways and asked him.
"How about that trick against Zod?"
Huang Shurong still didn't open his eyes, and said unhurriedly.
"He's not going to give me time to recharge!"
That is to say, the hit will be very powerful, and the expected answer... Song Jing had an explanation in his heart, and his figure crossed Huang Shurong, and a series of alchemy-activated lightning bolts immediately appeared under his boots, and he fled forward, touching the second pile of sand.
The reddish-brown sand immediately began to wriggle, like a huge clay palm carrying Luo Silian's body and moving, placing her horizontally in front of Song Jing.
He immediately saw up close the body of Luo Silian's apostle nearly four meters high, there was a huge sword wound on it, from the hollow limb on Luo Silian's left side that looked like a fighter jet's air intake, all the way to the upper abdomen, there was a length of nearly one meter, and the width difference was more than the size of a finger, the middle was large and the sides were small, and blood kept gurgling from the wound.
You Shanjian, who came behind Song Jing, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this injury:
"It's... Can it still be saved? β
Song Jing pasted three healing talismans on Luo Silian's head, next to her heart and the first wound, and then ignored the defiled gloves, let go of her hand to inspect the wound, and said solemnly:
"Not optimistic! I can only say, do your best and obey the destiny of heaven! β
"Quick, get rid of the sword qi near the heart!"
Although it was a pity that he couldn't get the reward points immediately, Yushan Jian still obeyed Song Jing's instructions and stepped forward as he spoke:
"Well... It's up to you. β
On the battlefield ahead, the battle has ended, the insects and beasts have all been wiped out, and the bee and beast swarms have disappeared.
Monte stood under the strange withered trees on the side and commanded:
"The wounded stand back! Hurry up! All of them are lined up! Victory is just around the corner, and I don't want anyone to die in this damn place because of carelessness! β
After a while, when the soldiers were lined up in several rectangular formations, Monte divided a part of the crossbow soldiers and sword and shield soldiers, and left them to Song Jing for guard, and immediately led the troops and Huang Shurong, who had re-raised the Han sword, towards the edge of the Valley of Mist.
Along the way, although they were a little worried about the sneak attack of the apostles such as Zod and Abain, they did not encounter any attacks until they reached the picturesque valley.
Breaking through the fog that has not changed for 10,000 years, everyone's vision suddenly opens up, the brilliant and warm sunlight suddenly hits the eyes, and at the same time, a lush, birdsong and fragrant vast grassland meets everyone's eyes, compared to the sparse vegetation of the forest outside, this is simply a mortal fairyland.
A gentle breeze swept across Monte's face, bringing the smooth breath of nature, and the dandelion seeds on the grass in front of her immediately floated up, and the charming blue sage began to shake, as if welcoming everyone.
In the distance, a large tree with leafy branches is located in the middle of the valley, and there are many familiar white fluorescents flying on it, which is where Lothrian lives, and according to the original book, there is a Behelet in the hollow of the tree at the bottom of it, which was used by Lothrian as an apostle before.
"Let's go!"
Monte carried the big sword on his back, vigilantly observed the surrounding environment, said a word to Huang Shurong next to him, and walked forward first.
Suddenly, a swift black shadow flashed from a meter to Monte's right.
"What ββ!!!"
Monte immediately sensed the change, and put his hand on the hilt of his sword, turning his head to look at the enemy figure that had suddenly appeared on the side.
The excellent nerve reflexes allow Monte to perceive everything slowly and clearly in a split second when he is extremely focused.
At this moment, he clearly saw a tall undead horse carrying a knight wearing a skull mask and looking straight ahead slowly past him.
This is the skeleton knight who helped Gus in the original books... As soon as this thought crossed Monte's mind, the Skeleton Knight immediately crossed over to him, leaving him with only a tall back.
After thinking about it, Monte had already come up with the purpose of the skeleton knight's reappearance, and Behelet was also what the knight had been pursuing.
"Stop ββ!"
Monte shouted at the skeleton knight in front of him, after all, his loot was in front of him, and it would be too bad if he was cut off.
Before the words fell, Huang Shurong next to him immediately shot straight out, pulled out his legs and chased after the skeleton knight, following closely behind.
In this way, two black shadows suddenly appeared on the calm grassland galloping towards the central tree, but the distance between the two was constantly widening, and Huang Shurong, who was in the latter, stared closely at the back of the departing body, his eyes were cold in vain.
Enough is enough, only one go... Huang Shurong thought decisively, and quickly raised the tip of the sword that was already filled with silver light and aimed it at his back, and the dantian tried his best to encourage the true yuan, and a shocking sword light immediately shot out.
Heβ
In an instant, as soon as the sound of piercing the air reached Huang Shurong's ears, the sword immediately crossed the distance of five meters between the two and touched the cloak on the back of the skeleton knight.
But Huang Shurong's face, which had been calm for a long time, unexpectedly showed a frightened look.
"How... Possibly..."