The wasteland seems to have been taken by the goddess of ice and snow, just after a heavy snowfall, another one after another, although it is not very large, but it has been undulating for many days.

Emerald Ridge is in big trouble.

Assassinated 38 church leaders and killed two cardinals.

Such a remarkable number of casualties, since the destruction of the Third Dynasty, the Bright Empire has never appeared.

Deputy Head of the Holy Order.

"Pavilion Elder!", the three middle-aged knights shouted respectfully, the aura of the Holy Order was undisguised, they were all older than Ratmus, but their attitude was extremely respectful.

Ratmus was very calm, and there was no smile on his face at all, and his head was held high, but not cold.

Responsible for the assassination time?

Li trembled.

Thinking of this name, there was a hint of a nonchalant smile on his cold face, and the three knights next to him couldn't figure out what he was laughing at.

"Ge Lao, there is the wind roaring channel ahead. One of the knights pointed to the wide mountain fault in front of him, and in the middle of the two mountains, a channel that seemed to have been carved out by the giant axe of the sky, and all the hurricanes in all directions were included in the channel.

Around the waterway are narrow lanes, each with a balloon-like trailer floating on each other, connected to each other and directly connected to the end of the mountain.

At this moment, in the Sandwind Little Corner Market, the slaves are busy transporting the goods from the sales carts to the pontoons.

"Please fasten your seatbelts!", said a yellow-skinned rat man next to the trailer politely after checking the ticket.

Ratmus got into the pontoon, and the whole trailer was not metal, but a kind of puffed up raft, and I saw the wind blowing under the raft, like rubber.

The rubber floating car quickly rushed towards the top of the mountain after breaking free from the shackles, the floating car was stuck in the small tunnel, and the mountains on both sides kept retreating, and in less than a few minutes, a red color appeared in front of him.

The cold wind blew in his face, and a shield of light hung in front of Radomus, keeping all cold wind out.

Looking at everything in front of him, he couldn't help frowning.

The sturdy Minotaur was moving the goods quickly, and the Tiffin Elephant shouted slogans and pulled the trailer, which was twice its size.

The wasteland is crisscrossed with countless railroad tracks, like a chessboard, with one end connected to the large cargo hold and the other directly connected to the wide storm course.

Wagons are constantly being pushed out of the cargo hold and, after a simple reversal, transported directly into the wide storm channel.

"Who designed this fairway. Radomus asked, densely covered with wagons of all colors, countless figures of merchants jumping around, and countless coolies.

This kind of trade, the Empire of Light will never appear.

In the interior of the Wind Roar Channel, the Wind Gathering Runes flickered from time to time, and the storms in the Wind Roar Mountain Range gathered in this course in an orderly manner.

"It seems to be a teenager named Mumunton. ”

"Mumton?Boy?Terran?", Radomus's brows furrowed into a Sichuan word, the design of this waterway can be regarded as a master.

"Immediately order the Legion of Light to stand by on the borders of the Empire of Light, and if we go well, we will occupy this route within three hours. Radomus decisively gave the order.

"Yes, Ge Lao. A paladin responded and led Radomus towards the front of the tunnel.

"Don't let the Legion move. Ratmus always had a bad feeling, the dwarven locomotive was moving fast underground, he had been to the wasteland before, but now everything here had completely changed.

Just came out of the Emerald Ridge transit station, and was instantly overwhelmed by a dense figure.

Dwarves, Orcs, Humans, Sea Tribes, Barbarians, Ogres, Slime Monsters, Skeletons.

The cries, shouts, and shouts are endless, the walls are full of red advertisements, and on the platform not far away, several beautiful Forbes girls are showing off their wonderful figures.

"Want to spend a wonderful evening with the banshees?", a pretty girl leaned over and frowned at the coercion of the Holy Order, "It's cheap, only ten golden hooves." ”

"No need!", Radomus said coldly, with a simple snort, the beautiful banshee in front of him instantly turned into an ugly form, "If you are in the Empire of Light, you are already a dead man." ”

The banshee quickly turned into a new beauty, and looked at the four people angrily, the prototype, it was the banshee taboo, "It's a pity, I can never be in the Empire of Light." ”

"Do you need my help?", a black knight next to him walked over, "I can help you with a lot of things." ”

Radomus looked at the Black Knight, instantly piercing through the other man's soul, and his gaze turned to the young man in the corner, it was a walking corpse.

Devil!

And it's a Saint-Order Devil, which is quite rare.

"The devil is calling to you, young man, to worship the Lord of Sleep, and to travel to the realm of dreams. ”

There was a burst of singing, as if he was an admirer of the Dream Monarch, and in the song he felt a wave of bewitching power, this kind of adapted song can really lead people to the demonic abyss.

The orcs unceremoniously rubbed shoulders with him, and seemed to have long been familiar with the power of the Holy Order.

Merchants are smiling and introducing fresh items and showing off their abilities.

Radomus's eyes widened and he saw something.

Cross of Light!

After the blessing of the red-robed priest, the cross of light wiped with holy water appeared on the chest of a human merchant.

"The goods are genuine, Tong Su is not deceived, three thousand golden hooves a piece, to prevent devils and demons vampires, it is definitely worth it. ”

Radomus's expression was colder than the cold wind of the moor, "the blasphemer will be judged", calm as an extinct volcano, and the pressure was tightly locked on the reseller.

The scalpers struggled briefly, seemingly not fearing for their lives at all.

At Emerald Ridge, they weren't worried at all.

"Radomus, there's no need to be unhappy with a merchant. ”

Radomus felt a pair of hands on his shoulders and turned his head to see that the other man was young and smiling.

"Roland, why are you here?"

The other party's age is not as young as it seems, and both of them are real god-level elders.

"There is a small business. Roland smiled faintly, "Emerald Ridge is going to hold a special meeting recently, and I heard that the Bright Empire has sent an envoy, I think it should be Your Excellency." ”

"Envoy?", Radomus frowned, he had been careful along the way, but now his whereabouts had long since fallen under the control of Emerald Ridge.

Li Zhenshu dared to take responsibility for the time of the assassination, so there must be a means to deal with it.

"Looks like I'm looking for the wrong person. Roland smiled apologetically, "You are free, by the way, that person seems to be an official resident of Emerald Ridge." ”

"What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, I'm just a casual reminder. Roland waved his hand, swept around, and muttered, "Didn't Li Zhenshu say that there were no guests at today's transit station?"

"Roland, what the hell do you want to say, we don't need to sell off. Radomus's face was very ugly, he didn't want to be involved with a god like Roland in a strange place.

Envoy?

He hadn't heard of it at all.

Roland looked at his palm and sighed, "Li Zhenshu asked me to rub a little necrobacter on my hand, so it may be easier to do things." ”

"What the hell are you going to do?", Radomus was suddenly surprised, he knew very well that the real culprit of the serial assassination was a germ developed by Emerald Ridge.

"Oh, nothing, my business is done. Roland turned around and left directly.

Radomus stepped forward and tried to intercept, but stopped instantly.

As he spoke, he unconsciously walked out of the underground of the transit station, and the first thing he saw was the Whale Tavern.

The second thing you see is the golden Emerald Palace.

The third sight is a corpse in the middle of the Whale Tavern and the Emerald Palace.

Rommel, the Desert Fox.

"Radomus, it's a pleasure to see you again. ”

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him, and Radomus looked at the skeleton beside him, and asked in a daze, how could his identity be known to everyone.

"Who are you?"

"Your best friend!"

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