Guta Ridge?

This name immediately evoked Xia Dong's memory, which was the place where he met Catherine and others.

Now that I think about it, if I hadn't been so greedy and hadn't taken on that task, maybe everything wouldn't be like this now.

Melancholy, he was much more indifferent to the number behind him, and to the 10,000 people, for these dead or sins, Xia Dong was no longer as painful and guilty as before, perhaps, after experiencing this period of baptism, after a long period of self-blame, he began to gradually become numb.

Perhaps, anything can form a habit, can be accustomed, and can be adapted, just like the poem on the earth: Killing one is a sin, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero.

In the past few months, Lytia and Flora, who had been beaten by the blood, had split up and been multiplied in efficiency, bringing back thousands of living people and hundreds of souls with each operation.

At first, it was limited to humans, but later, all kinds of intelligent creatures began to appear, and up to now, they have almost all races in their hands, except for the few or special species such as dragons and vampires.

Although from Lytia's report, Xia Dong knew that the Principality of Lima finally reacted and finally began to chase and intercept them, but it had only stopped for less than a month, and it was obvious that they were ready to join forces to carry out a big operation.

Closing his eyes, Xia Dong didn't want to see that pretty face enjoying killing and death anymore, he just secretly prayed to himself, wishing Cynthia all the best!

In the past few months, he has not been working in the crystal, and after a thousand failures and thousands of setbacks, he has finally developed a way to transmit information out of the world.

A way to resemble a dream, but unfortunately it only works for Cynthia.

What's even more regrettable is that when Cynthia insisted on her own will and asked Lydia and Flora to stop these evil acts, she was unanimously questioned by the two, and she was almost attacked by the two because she was considered ill-intentioned.

The two of them, who are deeply confident in themselves, firmly believe that with the master's favor for them, if the master really has orders, they will definitely tell them directly, although Xia Dong doesn't know when he has expressed his favor, even his body doesn't seem to have similar actions, right?

In the end, the helpless Xia Dong had no choice but to let Cynthia leave Mosok alone to find the prophet to find out the whereabouts of her parents Hua Wei, and to see if she could collect some relevant information, information about the godhead.

After a few months of contact, Xia Dong was basically sure that what trapped him was the Grim Reaper.

Duchy de Lima, capital Albert, South City Gate district.

Shuttling through the bustling crowd, Cynthia calmly looked around, observing the number one city of her former sworn enemy of her homeland, although it was indeed a little different from Callas, but it also had its own characteristics.

Although she is not an undead creature, her current body is very different from that of humans, coupled with the fact that she was born as an assassin in the first place, and her recent habit of being alone with her master all day long, she has an inexplicable rejection of this crowded scene.

Reluctantly following the flow of people, she quickly left the city gate area and entered the market area, listening to the sound of selling like a swarm of bees, bargaining, looking at the dazzling stalls, and the various races, Cynthia had an urge to kill, and she didn't know what Lu Dao was for.

After trying to settle her mind, she began to think about the two tasks assigned to her by her master.

Neither of these is so simple, she has already inquired, the best prophetic warlock in the Duchy of Delima is that Sephiro, but the problem is that he is too famous, not only is the chief mage advisor of the court, but also has a very close relationship with the church.

Cynthia, who has no power and no identity and unknown origin, feels that if she just pretends to be an ordinary person to find the door, the probability that the other party will agree to help find someone is estimated to be outrageously low, and even if she reluctantly agrees, it is probably mostly casual.

But if you want to reveal your identity, if you are detected by the church, you probably don't want to get out of here, this is the capital of Delima, God knows how many strong people are hidden in the Dao?

However, compared to the later tasks, this first task is really much simpler, after all, if you have to find information about the Godhead, this will be a headache to think about.

This level of information is generally in the hands of gods or demigods, and it is estimated that there is no inheritance data of various royal families, do you want to find that kind of existence to trade? That's tantamount to looking for death, right?

However, although it was difficult, since it was delivered by the master, she would never back down and hesitate.

Thinking about it like this, she was already standing outside the mage tower of the Saffron Warlock unconsciously, looking at the white building with the spire, she hesitated for a while, and finally decided to reveal her identity directly, the other party was close to the legendary eighth-level prophetic warlock, and if she tried to beat around the bush, it would cause twists and turns.

And that incognito would be very time-consuming, but she knew very well that the master was in a hurry.

Come to think of it, I can also be regarded as a messenger representing the country of death, how about the other party not go too far, now the Duchy of Delima is in a hurry, if possible, everyone may be able to cooperate.

Having been a spy assassin, she certainly understands that there are no permanent friends and no permanent enemies.

After thinking about it repeatedly, she finally slowly walked towards the gate of the garden below the magic tower, but she didn't expect that just as she walked up the steps, a guard wearing fish scale armor had already saluted respectfully, "Is this Miss Cynthia?" Your Excellency has been waiting for you, please come with me. ”

With a heavy heartbeat, Cynthia maintained an indifferent expression on her face, following behind the guards, but she was horrified inside, this, how could it be possible, how did he know when I would come, and how would he know my name? Is an eighth-level prophetic warlock so powerful? It's really so powerful, why didn't you count Calest's raid?

Walking through the garden, into the stone tower, and up the spiral steps to the third floor, the guard suddenly stopped, turned and respectfully explained to her: "Miss, my lord is inside, I will retire first." ”

Although her heart was full of doubts, Cynthia still knew that the reason why the other party did this was to give herself a disadvantage, so as to gain the upper hand in the negotiation of the waiting meeting, but in this way, she could be sure that the other party's attitude was inclined to cooperate, that is, she didn't know what kind of cooperation the other party would have.

Without saying hello, she pushed the door directly in, and suddenly, the neatly decorated large living room appeared in front of her, and on the yellow sofa in the middle, an old man with a peaceful expression and a big nose was smiling at herself.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Lady Cynthia, I'm Saffron, allow me to pay my respects to your master!" The gray-headed Prophet stood up and bowed slightly.

Now that the other party has expressed his attitude, Cynthia, who also returned the salute, is also happy to bring the relationship between the two parties closer, "Your Excellency Xie Safilon, I will definitely convey your greetings to the master, your prophetic ability is stronger than the rumors, I really admire you." ”

"After the award, I'm just a warlock, I don't dare to say anything powerful in front of the extraordinary existence, please sit down, this is a freshly brewed flower tea, although it doesn't have the authentic taste of Calest, but it also has the characteristics of Delima." Pointing to the cup of hot tea on the coffee table, Sephilon, who was wearing a blue robe painted with many star motifs, smiled and introduced.

So, the two sat down to drink tea and chatted together, chatting about the different flower teas and different customs of the two countries.

But after a long time, seeing that the two sides were about to talk about the music of their respective countries, Cynthia finally sighed in her heart and took the initiative to pick out the topic. "Your Excellency Saffellon, I came this time in the hope that you can help find the whereabouts of a few people, I wonder if Your Excellency Lu Dao has been convenient recently?"

I don't ask if I agree with this, and whether it is convenient for me to answer or not, in fact, it implies that I agree, how can Safilon not hear the doorway inside, but he is also full of experience, "It's really very unfortunate, Your Majesty has recently asked me to divinate the progress of the battle ahead, so I can't be distracted for the time being, after all, the situation in the principality is critical now." ”

This time there is also a mystery, it is the Grand Duke who wants him to divination, then it depends on the sincerity of Xia Dong's side, if there is sincerity, of course, he is free, if it is not in place......

Cynthia nodded, expressing understanding, and then asked: "My master has always been kind to the principality, I wonder if there is anything we can help in such a critical moment?" When she said this, she hoped that the other party would put forward conditions, so that she could understand the other party's psychological expectations, at least to know which conditions the Tao was in.

"Thank you very much, but please feel free to help, whatever help, we will remember." Sefilon changed his words and kicked the question back again, how can he make an offer first?

The old fox cursed in his heart, but Cynthia had to keep smiling, and was about to say more, when suddenly, a voice full of divine warmth sounded, interrupting the communication between the two.

"Ms. Cynthia, maybe, we can negotiate another deal as well."

Suffron, who was originally indifferent, was suddenly shocked, this was in his magic tower, how could anyone come in silently? It's incredible, and he's a prophet himself, so he doesn't have the slightest foresight?

Both of them turned their eyes to the door at the same time, but they saw only an indescribable figure.

Although the facial features on the face are extremely exquisite, as long as you turn your eyes away, you will forget your appearance, the figure is not tall, but the breath is as endless as the abyss and the sea.

The combination of these two extremely characteristic points is even more terrifying, this is the doppelganger of one of the three supreme gods!

Rao is Cynthia is bold, at this time she also cringed a little, looking at the warlock who hurriedly saluted, but she didn't know how to deal with herself, counting, she was a heretic.

"No need to be polite, today you are representing your master, so, I identify with your identity and want to make a deal with you." As if to see her thoughts, the voice of the god clone lifted the siege smoothly, but repeated the unbelievable content again.

The two people present knew that the past between Xia Dong and the Supreme Three Gods was definitely not a happy one, but what had become of Lytia and those Templar Knights now? This is a naked slap in the face!