The night wind on the prairie was still hunting, but the atmosphere of the night was a little strange, on the way to the mountain of the villa, the front and back were lined up, and it could be seen at a glance that there were at least four teams, in the front, the church team led by Father Aaron with a serious face, and followed by the royal guard of Noorlist, and unlike these two teams that were relatively close, the third team was a little far away, with a team that could be seen at a glance, the Norse temple-style horse team, Behind the procession of the Norse temple, there were small groups of threes and threes, not along the road, but spread out very widely, and seemed to be a little afraid.

And with a strong British style, it seemed clear at a glance that it was a magician's convoy, but it followed unhurriedly.

"What happened?" Karen looked at the teams behind him, and asked Aaron with some concern, although Aaron reported the events of that day, he also said good things for Karen, so Karen was not punished, but he was only a probationary church knight, and I am afraid it will take a while to become a regular.

"It's a long story." Tarun looked ahead with a serious expression, "This is the secret of the church, I can't tell you about it, it's just ...... When you get there, whatever you see, clean it up quickly, and then don't ask or say anything. ”

"I know." Looking at Aaron's expression, Karen knew that this probably involved some secrets of the church, and it was indeed not something he should ask.

Aaron sighed: "Actually, I don't approve of doing this, it's just ......"

He shook his head. Didn't go on, just drew a cross on his chest.

"As for the team behind, ignore them, that villa, we have the right to enter first, as long as we move quickly, cleanly, and don't leave any traces, then they won't find anything when they go in later."

"I know it." Cullen agreed. He knew something. Aaron didn't tell him, but it was inconvenient now, and he knew that the church must be doing something that had nothing to do with the so-called light and holy. Or even the opposite with something contrary. will make Aaron so entangled. But he was not a dogmatist, nor was he a believer, but rather a purer pursuit. It was pure strength, so he was very open to such things.

The more we want to adhere to the idealized belief and protection, the more we need to do it, and the justice and kindness that are not guaranteed by the strength are just sad illusions that cannot be adhered to and maintained.

He understands this better than anyone.

Aaron and Cullen stopped talking, and the people of the church continued to walk quietly and hurriedly, while the royal guards behind them were much quieter, and among them were two women who could be seen at a glance as not belonging to the group, wearing women's armor and robes, and hiding their faces under helmets and hoods.

Compared with these two silent and quiet teams, the convoy of the Nordic Temple behind is much more lively. In the carriage of the only carriage, Loki was grumbling dissatisfied.

"You said about the private affairs of our Nordic Temple, what kind of excitement do you visitors from the otherworldly world come to join in?"

Lancôme just snorted at Loki's complaints, and then looked at Sebastian.

"Uncle, you answer!"

Sebastian didn't seem to have slept enough, and was dozing off there with his eyes closed, when Dawlancôme stomped on him before he snorted and replied to Loki.

"Your Highness Loki, you can't say that, you must know that from the moment you reached an agreement and cooperation, our group of people will be as prosperous as the Nordic Temple, and all will be lost, not to mention that this is not Nordic, in case something is not careful, what happens to you here, it is a big loss for the Nordic Temple, but I heard that you are not a god who is good at fighting."

That's right, but why do you feel like you've been slapped in the face? Loki was a little entangled, but he didn't care about it, but his eyes trickled down on the two of them again.

"Since you said that you are here to protect me, then wait a minute, do you listen to my command and arrangement?"

"Dreaming!" Lancôme gave him a blank look, "Don't expect us to be shields and cannon fodder again." ”

Sebastian nodded in agreement, "With all due respect, Your Highness Loki, you may be very good at intrigue, but I really can't trust you when it comes to arranging troops and commanding battles. ”

"So what the hell are you here for?!"

"We......" Sebastian glanced at Lancôme slowly, "We're just here to see the excitement, by the way, let's see if we meet people from the same world, of course, if necessary, we will also take action, please rest assured, we will not let you fall in this foreign land." ”

Unlike the noisy convoy of the Norse Temple, and the two silent but nervous teams in front of them, the quietness of the sorcerer's team in Great Britain was leisurely quiet.

But it wasn't really quiet, the mages were talking with their mental powers.

"Don't you really have to do anything? Archmage Merlin. ”

"No, our little friend said, this time we are here to watch the play, so we must be far behind, when needed, throw a few fireballs and pretend to be, don't have any casualties, and don't hurt the other party."

"Archmage Merlin, you're saying that tonight's incident was made up by our allies."

Archmage Merlin just laughed, but didn't speak, but the other mages naturally knew it, so a group of men all laughed.

It's just that none of the teams were able to reach the villa, and they were stopped before entering the valley.

Two people.

A man, a woman.

A strange and chilling helmet that looked like it was forged from ice and iron, with translucent blue armor and something black covering his entire body under the ghostly translucent dark blue.

The other woman, who seemed to be a dryad or some other race, was covered in lush leaves and rattans, and between these leaves and rattans, there were sporadic red flowers.

Only two teams recognized Zhou Chu's helmet, one was naturally the team of the church, and Aaron had naturally seen a copy of the helmet, and he also knew what the real Lich King's helmet looked like, so when he saw this man, a thought immediately popped up in his heart.

Is the doppelganger finally here? In order to get rid of those copies.

He thought so.

The other recognized team was the awakened ones of the Norse Temple, still Lancôme, who looked at Zhou Chu with some astonishment, then stretched out her hand, pointed at Zhou Chu, and then looked at Sebastian.

"Uncle...... Is that the Lich King? ”

"It should be." Sebastian looked at it with interest for a moment, then replied to Lancôme, "It shouldn't be true, but it is......"

"What do you mean, make it clear!" Lancôme angrily stretched out his foot and kicked Sebastian.

"In other words, this is not the real Lich King in the World of Warcraft, but another guy like us, but with the power of the Lich King."

"Oh." Lancôme understood what Sebastian meant, then looked at Loki and asked Sebastian, "But what does this have to do with the church?" ”

"I don't know what to say, but maybe we'll find an answer later." Sebastian said, then smiled a little mysteriously, "I also know what Rocky is here for." ”

Hearing Sebastian say this, Loki just snorted, but didn't speak, whether Sebastian could see it or not, he had to come here.

Seeing the two men sitting on the rocks above the valley, obviously trying to block the way, Aaron turned over and dismounted, walked to the front of the valley, and looked up at Zhou Chu.

"Although I don't know where Your Excellency Lu Dao is here, I think Your Excellency must know where we are going, and our purpose, perhaps, you also know the answer we want to know Lu Dao?"

"Of course, I know it." Zhou Chu let out a hoarse and chilling voice, and a cold mist erupted through the helmet as he spoke, "Everything has been destroyed by me, and there is no point in you going again." (To be continued......)