As soon as his mind moved, the five light blue star horns on his left wrist shone brightly, and then the blue light cluster swirled around and broke away from the six-pointed star, floating into five light clusters and solidifying in mid-air.

The long-lost image didn't make Allendo pause for a few moments, and he immediately looked at one of them as soon as the light cluster appeared.

As he gazed, the blue light suddenly shone brightly, and then disintegrated, spreading, and expanding, turning into six white illusory images.

A knight in full-body plate armor was riding a tall horse and rushing forward to the cloaked mage, only to suddenly flipped off his horse.

A flaming tiara, golden yellow, was worn on the head of a noble gentleman, and around him, a group of people danced in the same costume.

A wooden whistle was held in the mouth of a mouse, hiding in the corner and sneaking around, as if it was hiding something.

A strong man with a bald head like a savage roared and swung his huge axe at a fellow dressed in the same costume.

A bright red potion lay quietly on the test bench.

The final image is familiar to Allen, it is a long scroll spread out on the desk, an old man with gray hair and dressed in a Tang costume is holding a brush and writing something......

As Allen's eyes looked at each other, the names of the six images appeared:

Locks of Armor, Crown of Flames, Groundhog Whistle, Brute Force Slam, Primary Healing Potion, Introduction to Calligraphy.

The lock of armor is a spell, and the specific effect is not clear, but from the image, it seems that it is more effective to use this spell against knights or even armor targets, but I just don't know how effective it can be.

The Crown of Fire and the Groundhog Whistle are both magical items, the former seems to have some enchantment abilities, and from time to time its appearance flashes a bright yellow fire.

And the latter don't know what it's for, groundhog whistle ... Could it be a whistle made from a marmot?

Alan was a little unsure about this, so he didn't plan to choose this.

Brute Force Slam is a warrior skill, and Alan doesn't feel much about this and gives up, and then it's time to get started with healing potions and calligraphy.

One of these two is a disposable, and the other is basically useless to the world he is currently in, and he has given it up.

There seem to be only two final options, the Crown of the Festival of Fire and the Lock of Armor.

I don't know what the effect of the Crown of Fire is, but after all, it is a foreign object, and Eren only glanced at it a few times, and then chose the spell skill - the lock of armor without much hesitation.

As he made his choice, the other images immediately dissipated into white mist, and the image represented by the armor lock turned into white smoke and burrowed into his brain along Eren's eyes, ears, nose, and nose, and with it, a flood of memories erupted.

Alan was already surprised by this, concentrating calmly, skillfully absorbing this special memory mysteriously transformed by unknown power, and his mind was not distracted.

At this time, to others, the young nobleman seemed to be a little tired and collapsed in the stern of the ship, taking a nap.

Although he was on the run at this time, it was not suitable for sleeping, but now seeing Alan fall into a "deep sleep", no one disturbed him.

In fact, they are safe now.

The orc had sent a signal before he died, but it was still unknown whether it could actually attract other orcs, and the Andrew brothers had discussed this for a long time, but this kind of thing could only be guessed out of thin air, or pray that their luck would not be too bad.

It's uncertain whether the orcs will be attracted or not, but even if the orcs are lured, they won't meet them for a while.

After killing the orc, they kept hurrying, the river was turbulent, the boat was not heavy, the exact number was not clear, but the road they had driven in this short quarter of an hour was basically comparable to the normal more than half an hour!

Besides, they were traveling by water, which was not usually noticed, so even if an orc was attracted to it, it would not necessarily follow their escape route.

If it was too unlucky, and the above was successfully overcome by the orcs, and chased along this waterway, it would not be able to come in a short time, and compared to the swift wolf of the orcs, the speed of this small boat in the Black Songde River was not much slower now.

"I'm afraid that Amis won't last long. ”

Bald Andrew says the only thing they need to worry about.

He was not untargeted, because facing the possibility of being chased by the orcs, the Emis father and son could be said to have used the strength of milk to urge the auxiliary soul ability given to them by Allen at this time, although the speed of the boat was much faster, but their "strength" was greatly consumed.

Alan didn't know exactly what the auxiliary soul consumed after being given the target, but according to the accounts of his two maids, it seemed that it could be called a special kind of "strength".

You don't need to use this kind of strength, you don't need to use anything like skill, you just need to "exert force".

Because he didn't try it himself, Allen didn't seem to understand their description, and at this time, because he was in a state of "sleep", he didn't notice the characteristics of the Amis father and son because they consumed too much "strength".

At this time, it was as if they had been doing heavy work for a long time, sweating profusely, and their whole bodies were like washing!

The father and son gasped and stared at the river under the boat, the sweat on their faces dripping into the river and disappearing into the splash.

The Andrew brothers didn't know about the existence of auxiliary spirits, but just from the performance of the Emis father and son, they knew that they had almost reached the end of the crossbow, so Andrew thought about it and immediately stopped the father and son's move to speed up the boat at this time, so that they could breathe a sigh of relief.

"Whew, I'm tired!"

The young Sugi was also a little overwhelmed, and after receiving Andrew's instructions, he did not hesitate much, and quickly relaxed the effect of water control on the acceleration of the boat.

Although his father Amis is older, he is actually only in his forties, and he can't be called an old man, so his physical exertion can barely keep up, but he is not in very good shape. Pale in the face of his face, he reached out to wipe the sweat that was dripping from his face, and was half-paralyzed on the side of the boat like his son, breathing in the air.

Without the vigorous push of the water control technique, the speed of the boat immediately decreased, but the push of the river was still there, and although the speed slowed down, it did not stop completely.

The scenery on both sides of the river is still the same, and the sun has begun to set in the west, and the light of the setting sun is reflected in the fiery red plains, which looks beautiful.

"If it weren't for the orcs, the Scarlet Plains would be a great place. ”

Young Su Ji recovered his strength quickly, and not long after he collapsed, he looked at the endless blood-red grassland on the side.

At a glance, the grassland is extremely flat, and the endless red seems to connect the heavens and the earth, and Su Ji can't help but be a little stupid.

However, he was not long in his stupor, and he was awakened by a kick from Amis, and the young man was a little confused, but when he looked at it, he found that the boat under him had deviated from its direction at some point, and he couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

"If it weren't for the orcs, the Scarlet Plains wouldn't be called the Scarlet Plains. ”

Andrew, with a bearded face, sighed in response to Sugi's previous words.

"Why?"

Sugi, who has lived in Reef City since childhood, is basically ignorant of the situation outside, so he is extremely curious about what Andrew is saying.

"For the color of the plains of blood is stained red with blood. Andrew's tone was a little low.

"In the year 119 of the Lunar Calendar, the Orcs gathered five wilderness demigods and three soul shamans to besiege the then Grand Duke of the Rose, Adesbay Semere, and the blood of the Apocalypse Knights was sprinkled all over the plain. ”

"Originally, this place was called the Sky Prairie. ”