"Harturas, I am more comfortable than you with the prohibition in Chen Feng's masterpiece, and with the gift of my master, I know it all right now."

To strengthen his persuasiveness, Nexus lifted the headscarf over his eyes. Harturas frowned at the sight of his eyes.

"He has a point." The captain of the guard suddenly interjected, "But as the holder of the disc, I suggest that it is up to our master to decide who will use the disc to strengthen the power of the portal. ”

Both Fox and Harturas turned their heads impatiently to look at Varona, who stared straight into the bottomless cavern and didn't look at either of them.

"Of course, it's up to Didros to decide." Nexus quickly agreed.

"No one else has that power." Harturas should agree.

Only one person can use this object, the demon leader shouted, and that person should be...... I......

His words surprised everyone, especially Nexus. This is not, and should not be, the worst outcome. Success depends on his ability to manipulate the disc.

The thought crossed his mind for a split second, and Fox immediately checked the forbidden shield he had set up in his mind. Determining that Dideros was unlikely to be aware of his thoughts, he began to ponder the emerging question. Somewhere has to be found......

"My lord." "This portal was built by the Star Spirit Clan, so when it comes to manipulating the disc—"

Portals are no longer an issue...... I didn't have that thing after I owned Chen Feng......

Dideros's words echoed in everyone's mind. Kers, Varona, and Harturas stared at the terrifying cavern in bewilderment. Even the upper star spirits, who had been trying to keep the portal stable, were dumbfounded and stopped what they were doing.

The disc will open the passage according to the plan, but through a more reliable medium than this poor little hole...... The black hole beats rhythmically. That medium is more powerful and is more likely to hold on when combined with the disc...... I'm talking about the Well of Calanline......

Saikage doesn't consider himself a legend, but everyone who looks at him seems to say that he is amazing. This fame has gone far beyond his modest successes on the battlefield, and his fame has grown with the arrival of the Star of Caranline demigod and other ancient protectors.

The story of the demigod of the Calanline Star deliberately openly recognizing him as a commander was widely circulated in the barracks. Some people say that he wears golden armor and accepts the King of Calanline's request to serve him and receives a glittering demonic psionic lightsaber. Although these rumors are a bit over-the-top, it seems that few Star Spirits will laugh at them. Even the nobleman looked at this low-ranking officer with almost respect.

Garrod was distressed, but he couldn't find anyone to talk to. Rason was his closest friend, but he always encouraged Garrod to adapt to the changes that took place in his life.

He didn't even dare to go to the Templars and ask them to confess to dispel his anxiety. Masawi was about to become a high priest, and news about him would soon reach the ears of his sister...... That's the last thing Garrod wants.

Since he had been forced to the title of commander, he had rarely had the opportunity to cross the camp alone on his mount as he did today. He had already told his lieutenants. He wouldn't be alone for long, so they wouldn't have to follow. Besides, there is no one who does not know him. They could easily find him with just a casual inquiry.

There were always people on the road who saluted him, and many others looked at him with grateful eyes. Some of the Templars, who were busy treating the wounded, nodded respectfully to him when they saw him. Thankfully, Masawi wasn't among them.

A small Templar saw Garrod as he was sorting out his armor and ran towards him. Garrod stopped his mount abruptly at this scene, thinking that he had brought a message. asked him to meet his sister, and he knew that he couldn't escape if he wanted to.

"Commander of the Western Shadow Song! I've always wanted to see you again! ”

Seikage looked at the Templar carefully. She had a charming face, just a little younger than he had expected. This face seems familiar, but where-

"Santis...... You are Shantis. Right? "She was the orphan she had adopted before she was kidnapped.

Her eyes widened at the call of her name, and she was grateful that he still remembered her name.

"Yes! Commander, do you have any news of her? ”

Then. He remembered his previous conversation with Santis...... And every conversation before that. Her missing savior became the center of every conversation between the two of them.

Garrod has always been polite to her, but he never gives her the answers she wants. They have not been able to organize the rescue of the high priest.

Then again, how did they save her? She must have been taken to the palace. Maybe then he was put to death.

But Santis believes Zeling will return. Even when the most sane Zeratul went out on a mission, Santis always thought that Zeratul would definitely return with Zeratul.

Garrod went out of his way to convince her that the outcome might be unimaginable, but the young woman had a stubborn temper like Zeg's Zerg. Once she had made up her mind, she would stay the course, which was why Garrod was stunned when she first looked at him curiously.

"No news. I'm sorry, Santis. ”

"What about Zeratul? Is he back? ”

He frowned and said, "There is no news of him either." Sister, I want to remind you that he has gone on a mission somewhere else. Rescuing the High Priest is important to you, and especially to that Zeratul, and what he and the others are doing is even more important to the lives and deaths of our people. You should understand. ”

"She's not dead!"

"I never said she was dead!" He replied loudly, "Santis, I dreamed of saving her back, but even Zeling would understand that this dream is not yet fulfilling!" ”

The expression on her face suddenly froze there, and after a moment it softened: "I'm sorry! I know you have a lot to deal with. I shouldn't bother you, Garrod. ”

The former captain of the guard didn't notice that she actually called him by his name, he wanted to calm her down: "You can come to me at any time, Santis......"

Her eyes lit up suddenly, and he understood that she had misunderstood what he meant. Santis looked affectionately at Garrod again? Xiying Ge was not quite the same as the other women looking at him.

"I must go now, Shan—" He stopped suddenly, and suddenly a loud horn sounded in his ears, the sound was so familiar that Garrod knew that this time the horn was no longer to welcome foreign help.

The voice came from the front line, and the roar that followed further confirmed his judgment: the bloody battle was about to begin again.

Just as he turned around to leave, a slender hand touched his knee. Santis shouted, "Commander! Garrod! May the god of Calanline bless you forever......"

Garrod smiled gratefully at her as he urged his mount to get on his way. He didn't look back, but he could feel her eyes looking at him all the time.

As soon as he arrived at the camp, the reports of battle poured in on him like snowflakes. A band of demons appeared on the ridge to the south, and some of them crossed the river to their north. The main army of demons pressed violently towards the Star Spirit Army, and a huge wedge-shaped team had broken through the defense line of the defending army.

"Scouts report that there are still a large number of demons gathering behind the first enemy forces!" A cavalryman hurriedly reported, "They are sure that the demon army that is being assembled is about the same size as their main force, and may be larger. ”

"How many goddamn demons are there?" One of the nobles shouted, "Didn't we inflict heavy losses on the enemy?" ”

The one who answered him was not Garrod, but Rason: "Yes, we also organized a counterattack...... However, only a very small number of enemies were destroyed. ”

"For the sake of the god of civilization of Caranline, how can we win this war?"

The consul shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "We have no choice. (To be continued......)