Under the sun, the tips of the crystal clear vines slowly lowered their "heads", and a fruit conceived by divine power, like a green apple but like a transparent gem, appeared in front of Andrei, within reach.

As the crowd watched, the Child of the Abyss reached out and touched the emerald-like fruit when it turned into a wonderful stream of heat that melted in the palm of his hand and poured into his chest along his arm. The seal of the goddess that was originally hidden on Andrei's chest, that is, the divine power emblem in the shape of thorn vines, emitted a green aura like a lit magic lamp. The aura was even enough to penetrate Andre's shirt, so that the divine lines on his chest could be clearly seen.

At this time, no one will question the identity of the "half-elf" earth sacrifice - the sacred seal of the earth goddess Garandia is the most direct and powerful proof of this.

The identity of the goddess sacrifice is already able to say many things, and the fact that the person of the god can only mean more.

To André's left, frightened people pushed and shoved to make way for the huge figure hidden under the cloak, as if misfortune would happen if they were accidentally contaminated with those gray smoke.

In fact, that's what most ignorant people think, and those who are tainted with the breath of death usually don't get a happy ending in the story. As for the messengers who can see the Yellow Springs alive, most of them are warriors who died generously in legends, or tragic characters who can't get rid of the fate of death.

Of course, for Andre, who had already seen the Lord of the Underworld himself, the messenger from the realm of the dead, although still so mysterious, did not make him feel much threat and pressure. After all, he had personally visited that world that people kept secret, and he had come back in a complete way, and with the help of the Lord of Yellow Springs, he had completed the first real blood pool of Garlandia.

So, when the messenger of the underworld stretched out his gray sharp bone claws, he pulled out a strange object like a crystal ball filled with flowing gray smoke from his cloak. The Son of the Abyss didn't think too much about it, and took it very simply. Then, the gray snake that occasionally swam around him, like a living creature, wrapped around André's arm, as if awakened from the thunder and rain in hibernation. The flattened skull, which was attached to the skin, was now like a real thing, and it opened its mouth at a terrifying 120 degrees, and bit down on the gray orb. The gray smoke in the ball grew thinner and thinner as if it had been sucked away by the long fangs of the gray snake piercing inside. Eventually, the ball disappeared as if it had never existed.

It wasn't until the gray snake lurked into Andrei's clothed chest again that the son of the abyss realized that the one-and-a-half-tall messenger beside him was still "staring" at the surging "eye sockets" of the Hellfire, and looked at him in a daze.

"Your Majesty's mission to me has been accomplished, young son of the abyss. ”

Just when Andre didn't know what to say and felt that the scene was a little embarrassing, such a low and cold voice appeared in his head.

"Hard work, Your Majesty's messenger. "Communicating on the mental level is far easier for the powerful deceased than speaking with their mouths, and listening to the voices of others is an ability that every messenger of the underworld must grasp.

If you don't have the ability to communicate with "others", you will hardly be qualified to serve the Lord of Huangquan - in the realm of the dead, there are countless muddy souls, but there is only one in a hundred dead who are independent-minded.

"But why would you ...... Playing in this way?" If such a play comes every time a "mission" is completed, then Andrei must carefully consider the "public opinion" impact that will be brought by the end of the mission.

Don't you see that the people around you are all as frightened as if they see a "ghost"?, although the messenger of the underworld was originally served by the powerful undead of the Death Realm.

"Born from the heart...... You think I'm supposed to be like this, and I'm in front of you in this way. The messenger's voice did not rise or fall even slightly, making it feel empty and cold, "This is the most common situation of seeing things from the perspective of the soul, and Your Majesty should have told you ......"

"Hmm...... That's right, if you can hold a scythe in your hand, then the classic image is even more perfect. ”

As if he hadn't heard the child of the abyss's heart, the messenger of the underworld, shrouded in a tattered cloak, turned around and walked slowly to the gray gate, accompanied by billowing gray smoke.

"For many years, you have not been the first living to qualify for the Gate of Life and Death, but you are the most special of them all. Cherish your majesty's bounty, young son of the abyss. For some reason, Andrei seemed to hear something special from the messenger's last instructions. He wanted to ask for something to prove, but the other party didn't say anything more, and just disappeared from everyone's sight along with the gate of the underworld.

Although it is far from earth-shattering, the fact that the two gods perform miracles in quick succession is intriguing enough in itself, but this is not the time for the children of the abyss to calm down and study the rewards of the gods. Even though the Earth Goddess and the Lord of the Yellow Springs seemed to believe that he had completed his redemption for Andronie, André himself believed that the matter was not over - he and his companions, as well as the unconscious maiden, were still surrounded and watched by the crowd.

With confidence in the heart, people naturally appear full of confidence, and in the eyes of the people around them, it is more and more invincible.

Andre squinted at the crowd around him, and almost half of them were avoiding or even daring to look at him, fearing that they would be dodged by the unremarkable half-elf. It was as if the poisonous snake on his body that seemed to herald death could come out of an unbelievable angle at any moment and inject instantly lethal venom into the body of their enemies!

If the identity of the bard is not beyond people's knowledge compared to the half-elf named Mephistopheles. It is already unbelievable that the patrons of the goddess of the earth were sold as ordinary commodities by slave traders. Add to that the identity of the Apostle of the Underworld, and it only raises questions - why did this half-elf with multiple identities appear on the auction floor? What is the unknown connection between his appearance and the sudden onslaught of the orcs? Is it because she knows something about the half-elf identity that Androni asked him to officiate at her funeral before she died!?

The "wise man" who got some information from the miracle just now carefully studied the ins and outs of the matter, but still did not have any real sense - this guy called Mephistopheles must not be more than fifty years old in physiognomy, right? How could such a "young" half-elf be favored by two great gods at the same time? How could such a powerful creature fall into the hands of a slave trader!?

If it really is worth it, there is no doubt that the Children of the Abyss are the most valuable one in today's auctions. It's just that no one is really sure that this "half-elf" who is so hidden so deeply can willingly serve himself.

Unfortunately, these skeptical people were destined to not be able to figure out what was going on, because in their eyes, the half-elf had just taken the crystal ball from the Yellow Spring's emissary and looked at it silently.

With Andrei's current abilities, he is not yet able to initiate communication on a psychic level. Even if he had the talent of a gray left eye that could see spirits and a soul singer, no one would be able to detect what kind of "conversation" he had with the Yellow Springs Messenger.

Anyway, except for Andre himself, no one knows what exactly happened, so this high-profile "stage" has become the home field where he can show his acting skills to his heart's content.

So the Children of the Abyss looked at Adrian and his men with a relaxed look, and his chin was slightly raised, making no secret of the lack of anyone in his eyes: "Is there anything else you have to do? If it's all right, then I'll find a suitable place to bury her as instructed from Hades?"

The young nobleman's lips quirmed, and he stopped talking. Andre pretended to be the one who firmly grasped the initiative, but he didn't care about the other party's reaction after asking, just looked at his partner behind him.

"Then, in order to complete His Majesty's mission, I have to take the first step. Unhurriedly pushing the simple and dilapidated cart, the Son of the Abyss tilted his neck and raised his chin, signaling the orc girls and the little boy Andrew and the "village chief" agent behind him to follow.

In the direction in which they were going, people spontaneously gave way to a passage. The crowd stared at the half-elf who was walking at the front with a relaxed expression, as if they wanted to see some clues or flaws in him. But every time the half-elf looked around in a relaxed way, someone would subconsciously bow their heads in fear of his gray left eye.

When the Children of the Abyss were self-righteous and unfamiliar with some strange rituals, no one really planned to stop them, although they were suspicious. When the ritual was completed and the miracle was revealed, the hindsighters realized that things seemed far more bizarre than they had imagined.

-- The goddess of the earth, who represents life and prosperity, and the lord of Yellow Springs, who represents death and withering, manifested miracles to the same person at the same time!

Even if someone had already thought of the female slaves behind this half-elf at this moment, and speculated that they might be able to become bargaining chips to break through the blockade of the orc cavalry, no one dared to stand up and take action.

No one wants to take the initiative to come forward and provoke this half-elf who seems to be a god, not to mention that in the current complicated situation, no one is sure that they will be able to firmly control these three female orcs after they are captured. For all the hundreds of people present, just three "hostages" is tantamount to a drop in the bucket, for such a possibility, to offend the unfathomable half-elves, this kind of bargaining is not cost-effective, and some people just think about it and give up.

So the people maintained a private tacit understanding, making way for the unstoppable half-elves to get out of the town. They whispered to their companions about the origin of the half-elves, and out of fear of the underworld and death, even the vast majority of them did not want to have any contact with Andre.

But there were two groups of people who were excepted.

Mr. Nineteen and his guards silently followed the Children of the Abyss, as if they had already made up their minds to join the half-elf called Mephistopheles.

On the other side, Rogham nervously beckoned his guards, hurriedly pushing through the crowd, barely following behind the "Nineteenth" team. When people looked at this bloated fat man with malicious eyes, the fat man, who had recently been robbed of the slave girl by Andre, would pretend to complain in a panic: "Wait for me! Mr. Mephistopheles, we haven't settled the account yet!"

So this fat man who is as stupid as a pig in the eyes of the people is no different from a dead man at this moment - settling accounts with the messenger of death in the mortal world?

......

As the sun approached the horizon, Andre and his party walked silently in the wilderness outside the town. At sunset, their shadows are pulled like dough in the hands of a ramen chef...... Well, although Andrei didn't want to admit it, he did get a little hungry. The magic expended in the process of saving Logia and Androni gave him a faint sense of fatigue that was difficult to dissipate, which reminded André of the symptoms of anemia. It's just that the little amount of blood he lost when the blood was diverted should theoretically not be enough to produce such obvious sequelae.

Is this the kind of weakness that the druids forbid? It only takes less than half of the life mana to have such a negative effect? It seems that the changes produced by some magic are sometimes not as simple as simple numbers as they think.

Andrei thought to himself as he pushed the cart.

Perhaps because he was a little tired, the Son of the Abyss, who thought of something, paused for a moment and turned his head to look at the people who were following him with unknown motives.

"Dear Mr. Mephistopheles, please allow me and my guards to walk with you. As if reading the other party's eyes, "Nineteen" replied before Andrei could speak, "Those who have their own thoughts, no matter how much they have, they are just a drag." And you seem confident about leaving the town, sir, and let me help you if necessary. ”

Although the son of the abyss, who had perceived people, had both an abyss and a soul vision, he still couldn't see any clues from the middle-aged nobleman with a serious expression. André, who lacked information to make an accurate judgment, had no choice but to turn his attention to the fat man who was so striking that it was hard to ignore, "This smart gentleman, you seem to have just come to settle accounts with me?"

Rogham didn't expect the half-elf to notice the excuse he used to cover up when he broke away from the crowd, he thought that in such a chaotic environment, the other party should not be able to hear what he was talking about.

However, the fat man who looked like a human spirit had already organized his words in the blink of an eye, Rogham squinted his obscene little eyes, and the fat on his cheeks was squeezed together, "The matter between me and you has already been settled, but I really don't have the confidence that I can leave safely under the interception of the orc cavalry, so I have to follow you, sir, to seek safety." So...... I owe you a favor. Hey, hey, hey......"

Although the worldly smiling face of the dead fat man is really not good-looking, for some reason, Andrei does not have much disgust with him.

In the direction they were heading, distant orc cavalry were reining in their mounts at their crotches, keeping an eye on the lonely group of people outside the town, like beasts watching their prey before the hunt began. Roughly estimated, there are at least a thousand of them.

Then the Children of the Abyss had to sort out their thoughts and continue to move in the direction of the orc army formation, and the two groups of people behind him did not seem to have any intention of raising any objections.

It's just that the wolf girl, who was originally following Andre, gradually came to the front of everyone - the position that belongs to the leader.