When the waning moon is in the sky, the four fields are pale.

The jungle is full of strange trees and some unnamed flowers.

This place is completely different from the Dark Light Continent, as if they are two completely different interface spaces.

The haze in the void seemed to be innate, and even the air seemed to have an eerie smell.

The two figures shuttled between the strange trees, and their steps were slightly panicked. One of the figures scurried for a moment before suddenly stopping and coughing violently.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The man bent down in pain, and a hint of redness came out between his fingers covering his lips.

And the delicate figure in front of him also paused, and then ran to the man's side in a panic.

"Uncle Mousse!"

Reaching out to hold Mousse, the girl's smart eyes suddenly lacked tears.

"You ......"

"Your Highness Alice. ”

Mousse looked at Alice and forced a smile.

"It's fine. ”

The beautiful pretty face was full of worry, and that little bit of crystal also drew tears of grievance.

"Uncle Mousse......"

Looking at such a weak mousse, Alice's heart was like a knife.

In her impression, Uncle Mousse has always been a great wisdom who has done everything she can, and she has never seen him so embarrassed and indifferent.

"Uncle Mousse, it's all my fault. If it weren't for my care, you would have had a chance to get out. ”

The smile on Mousse's face did not diminish, but a sharp pain came from his chest, causing the corners of his mouth to twitch slightly.

"It is my duty to protect Your Highness, and if I hurt you by half a point, then I deserve to die. ”

Alice bit her lip hard, and tears crackled down like beans.

"Uncle Mousse......"

As the two orc cultivators had said, Alice had been under the protection of Duke Asammet, like a flower in a greenhouse. Although her talent is extremely strong, and her cultivation is beyond the reach of her peers, even if she is put in the world, she can be regarded as a master, but when has she ever seen such a scene, and how has she ever suffered such a crisis? At that time, in the big battle in the afternoon, Mousse was defeated and seriously injured in an instant, which directly made her not even react to the shot, so in the face of such a situation, it is reasonable to cry.

But as a third-order great physician at the peak of the seventh order, Mu Si was different, he had seen a big battle.

A hundred years ago, he personally participated in the great war between the two empires. In the ancient battlefield full of corpses and bones, he has seen too much life and death, and has also endured the baptism of iron and blood, so in the face of such a desperate situation, he has no fear.

"It's okay......"

Gently patting Alice's shoulder, Mousse's eyes were full of pampering.

"Please rest assured. ”

He breathed a sigh of relief and took a pill from the storage ring and put it in his mouth.

"Hmm......"

After swallowing the pill, Mousse's face showed pain.

The domineering medicinal power flowed wildly in his body, but the injury in his chest gradually improved.

"Uncle Mousse......"

Alice wiped away her tears, and then reached out to help Mousse.

"Are you feeling better?"

Mousse gritted his teeth fiercely, and a few words popped out of his teeth strongly.

"Well... Much better......"

The gloom on Alice's face did not improve at all, and her frowns tightened even more.

"The medicinal power of this blood condensation crystal is too domineering, and it can only temporarily control the injury. Your breastbone has broken a few pieces and you must find a quiet place to recuperate immediately. If it drags on......"

After a struggle on his face, Mousse gradually regained his composure.

He turned to look at Alice, then smiled again.

"I'm a third-order great physician, do you still need this little girl to teach me this pharmacology?"

The smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be unable to hide the pain in his chest, and Mousse reached out with a trembling finger and tapped Alice's smooth forehead.

"Don't worry, it's okay. ”

Looking at Mousse, who was smiling strongly, Alice's eyes were filled with tears again.

She knew that Mousse was comforting herself, and she knew how serious his injuries were.

But now, she is really powerless, and she can only watch her dear Uncle Mousse suffer the pain.

After suppressing the injury for a long time, Mousse straightened up.

Feeling the pain in his chest subside, he began to look around.

"There's something wrong with this wood. ”

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his keen instinct detected the anomaly of this strange forest.

"The trees in the space of the Canyon of the Dead are all growing haphazardly, why does it seem that someone here can be repaired?"

Hearing Mousse say this, Alice wiped away her tears.

"Not bad. ”

Looking around, she looked carefully, and a trace of confusion swelled up in her heart.

"Could it be that the undead here already have spiritual intelligence, and this is what they put together?"

"Probably not. ”

Mousse shook his head slowly.

"Those undead with intelligence must have at least the strength of the eighth order or above, if we break into their realm, I am afraid that they will be discovered and killed long ago. ”

Raising his eyes and looking into the distance, Mousse showed a look of affirmation.

"And this place is far away from the depths of the Valley of the Dead, and at most, some low-level undead who do not enter the stream haunt here. ”

Seeing that Mousse's pale face was a little more flushed, Alice's heart was slightly soothed.

Just as she was taking a breath, she suddenly seemed to remember something.

"Uncle Mousse. ”

Alice's eyes were full of doubt.

"Who are the four white-robed men who attacked us at noon? They showed me mercy and seemed to have the intention of capturing me, but they were killing you. ”

Recalling the bloody battle at noon, Mousse's face tightened slightly.

He will not forget what he saw with his own eyes during the battle, the ancient patterns on the armor under the white robe.

"Knights of the Round Table!"

Tightening his fists fiercely, the raging anger in Mousse's eyes seemed to burn everything he saw.

"It's the Twelve Knights of the Round Table of King Arthur of the Church of Light!"

"King Arthur?"

Hearing this, Alice was shocked.

"Knights of the Round Table!"

At this time, the shock filled Alice's immature face, because the name and the team had exceeded her expectations.

She originally thought that it was the people of the Church of Light who had a grudge against her father who attacked and killed the two, but she never expected that it was the direct personal guards of such a big man who attacked her.

King Arthur is a Optimus Prime of the Empire of Light, and the only powerful member of the royal family to be crowned a prince. The title of King Arthur is hereditary, and it is taken over by the inheritor who has been baptized by the Light.

Among the prince-level powerhouses in the Dark Light Continent, this King Arthur is recognized as the strongest, because after each of them accepts the inheritance, they will directly become a peerless master at the top of the world, and will inherit all the combat experience of the previous one.

And the names of the twelve round table warriors under him are also very big, although each of them is a seventh-order high-level powerhouse, but the armor and swords on their bodies have been passed down through thousands of years, although each one is not a holy relic blessed by the God of Light, but after the vicissitudes of life, these armor and swords already have the power of being a holy relic, which is far beyond the existence of a fifth-order high-level blade, and it is a real quasi-holy relic.

Legend has it that these twelve warriors of the Round Table practiced the power of light in a unique way, and they were able to share each other's powers. However, after these forces were superimposed, they were enough to rival the powerhouses of the ninth order.

In the Dark Light War a hundred years ago, they had killed the Earl powerhouse at the peak of the Eighth Order of the Dark Empire, and also severely damaged a Ninth Order Duke at that time.

Such a record is simply sensational, and it has left a deep psychological shadow on the powerful in the Dark Empire.

They would rather face the Duke powerhouse of the Ninth Order than meet the swordsmen of the Twelve Round Table Knights.

At this moment, although there are only four knights of the Round Table behind Alice, the situation is definitely not optimistic. Because each of them was on par with Mousse, not to mention the strength of the four of them after using the combined technique.

"Knights of the Round Table!"

Alice was not worried about her own safety at this time, but she suddenly had the slightest doubt about the situation.

"When I first entered the canyon, I observed that there were more than a dozen people dressed like them, could it be that all the twelve round table warriors were counted?"

Biting her lip fiercely, Alice's eyes flashed with a little fierceness.

"With such a huge lineup, what do they want to do? if they kill all the Dark Empire cultivators here, I'm afraid it will be more than enough. ”

Mousse nodded slowly, and the worry in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Yes, they are definitely not here for us, and it is possible that it will be easy to capture Your Highness. ”

"They must have some purpose!"

Hearing this, Alice raised her head sharply.

"We must send a message to my father right away. ”

At this time, Alice is no longer the crying little girl, and now she has a little bit of the momentum of the lord of the principality.

"It's useless. ”

Mousse's eyes darkened, and he slowly shook his head.

"I've tried it a long time ago, and the communication magic weapon has failed for no reason, as if an inexplicable force has appeared in this undead canyon space, completely cutting us off from the outside world. ”

"What!"

Alice's face tightened.

"Could it be that the knights of the Round Table did it?"

Mousse groaned slightly, then raised his head.

"Now is not the time to think about this, Your Highness Alice, you must escape and report the situation here to the Duke, while I stay here to stop them. ”

With a resolute gaze in his eyes, Mousse seemed to have put life and death out of the way.

"Please don't say no. ”

Hearing this, Alice froze slightly.

She looked at Mousse, and there was a look of compassion in her eyes.

"Uncle Mousse......"

Mousse chuckled lightly and reached out to stroke Alice's long hair.

"Your Highness, you have grown up. You know which is more important, and you know that Uncle Mousse is not afraid of death. You must bring the news out for the sake of our Dark Empire. ”

Mousse's smile is full of warmth and love.

"You must take good care of yourself and ...... in the future"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a burst of applause in the jungle.

"Smack... Syllable... Smack......"

The sparse applause seemed to be full of wordless arrogance and ridicule.

"It's so touching. ”

A white robe with a gold-colored Holy Cross pattern.

Four figures walked out of the jungle Shi Shiran, and they blocked in front of the two of them.

"Her Royal Highness Alice, Grand Physician Mousse. ”

The leader lifted the cloak's head, revealing a face that looked like a smile but not a smile.

"I didn't expect you aliens lurking in the darkness to know how to sacrifice your life for righteousness. ”

Squinting slightly, the man's eyes were filled with a dangerous light.

"It's a pity that the time is too tight, and we can't finish this good show. ”