Irus returned to Courtyard Seven and hadn't seen Katis in nearly a month. When Cadis saw the familiar figure pushing the door in, she said aggrievedly, "You're finally back!"

"There was some accident, but it's all settled! Irus kept you waiting!" Irus hugged the thin figure.

The two separated after a long time, looking at each other. Katis's martial arts realm has already broken through to the third stage of the martial arts realm. After the meal, Irus stopped chattering, picked up Katis with a black face, and began to release it frantically.

"I've got a ring here with the thief's stealth secret art in it! and some gold coins, so stay here and when you've learned the art, you'll go back to Heros." Irus placed the ring on Katis's finger.

Katis, who was nestled in Irus's arms, shed tears, and seemed to have unvented feelings wrapped in his heart that he couldn't say.

"You don't have to be sad! The beast god won't abandon you!In three months, you can go to the Gravel Tribe to find me!Come and bring your sister with you!" Irus played with Katis's coquettish little tail.

Katis looked at Irus for a moment, and realized that Irus was serious, and then took a bite......

"Are you leaving again?" asked Katis as she stopped sobbing.

"Yes, we'll have to go in a moment!" Irus no longer felt sleepy, and began to meditate and practice his fighting spirit.

This body seems to be tireless, still waking up early to practice martial arts and perceiving the elements of magic. Katis had seen a lot of orcs, but it was the first time he had seen someone like Iros.

"Maybe that's why the beast god exists!" thought Katis as he opened the storage ring.

Inside the ring is a delicate metal jar, a copy of the secret art of thieves, and the rest are gold coins. Cutis had never seen so many gold coins, and when he was caught in the auction house, he sold a total of 30,000 gold coins. And these may be hundreds of times the 30,000.

"Are these the gifts of the beast gods?" Cutis touched the ring and fell asleep again, all as if it were still a dream.

Seeing Katis fall asleep, Irus left Courtyard Seven.

May Cutis be immersed in this dream forever. How despicable and shameless he is, even Irus himself doesn't know, and he may not be offline.

When Irus arrived at the Filin Hall in the North City, Shadow Poison Vedev and Lucas were already waiting for him in the hall.

"Even if you die now, it's worth it, but you let two Saint-rank powerhouses wait for you!" Lucas said.

"I can't die now, and I'm going to lead the way for two adults!" Irus replied with a smile.

"Then let's go! I haven't touched a fresh corpse in a long time!" said Vegeev, still the same old man, with a strong scholarly air when he spoke.

The butler had already prepared the carriage and drove it out after the three of them got on the carriage. The carriage was richly decorated, but it was not worth mentioning in the eyes of Iros. With the memories of his past life and the technology of the Irieda people, this bumpy carriage is simply scum.

Once in the carriage, Lucas and Vedev began to close their eyes and ignore Iros.

It's no different from an outing.

"Why do the two adults look so casual and relaxed?" said Iros.

"It's not us, it's the two of us who are in charge of killing! you're only in charge of leading the way!" Lucas corrected.

"You don't look like a Draeno orc in your conversation, is it possessed by something?" Videv seemed interested, and was about to come forward to study it.

"I'm going to go!!," Irus secretly regretted.

"No, you're mistaken, I'm just a bard, and I'm a little bit better than the average orc. Irus hurriedly explained.

"Have you been there, have you found anything interesting?" asked Vedev.

"Uh......! I haven't been to many places, and I have another hobby, which is archaeology!

"You know about the Dark Ancient City! I didn't expect that! Looks like we'll have to talk about it after this trip!" Videv said.

Irus stopped talking, and although Irus was a little bit of a relationship, it could be seen from Vegeev's expression that he still didn't give up studying his body.

Thinking about the consequences, Irus felt the urge to punch himself in the mouth. "What do you have to do with the undead?"

In a tent in the Valley of Chiba, there was a verbal dispute, one was Kroll, who was known as the Sword Emperor, and the other was the Wind Sword Saint Hoffman. Both came from the Temple of Amest.

"The main task this time is to recover Muspel, and the killing of the bloodslaughter is secondary! That's why I'm here, and Archbishop Benjamin wants to take advantage of this merit to ascend to the throne. He had been in power in the Ameste region for many years, and he did not know how he had climbed the line of the Holy Mountain!"

"Kroll, Benjamin is just a power-hungry idiot, how can Mousbell be reclaimed if he wants to, have you forgotten the lessons of six years ago!"

"Hoffman! Be careful when you speak, if Benjamin ascends to the throne, he will be one of the twelve chief priests! If he catches his ears, even if you and I are both saints, we will not be able to suffer. ”

"The eyes of the people of the Holy Order are naturally all Holy Ranks, and he is just a person who wields power in the Holy See. He's going to me off, and he's going to slaughter him all over the night!" said Hoffman.

"Just whin! I didn't expect you to be so hot at your age! But it's fine! My Crowe Blade is also bloodless. Kroll Road.

"Maybe only the clouds in the sky know our fate when we come down! I always feel that it is not worth buying the life of Benjamin's grandson!"

"Can we go there?" Kroll looked up at the tent as he seemed moved.

"The vastness of heaven and earth is beyond even the gods! Is there still a place for us? We are martial artists, we should pursue the ultimate in martial arts! Or ask a beautiful woman to live a stable life!"

A guard walked in and announced, "Lord Kroll!

"Let him in!" Kroll said.

Soon after, Soros walked into the tent, followed by Garcia.

When the two raised their eyes, Soros was naturally ignored, and both of them looked at Garcia in red robes.

"I've seen Master Hoffman, I've seen Master Kroll!" said Soros and Garcia.

"...... is this woman in red?" asked Hoffman, wrapped in a black cloak.

"This is Garcia, the Holy Maiden who the Northern District will choose to send to the Holy Mountain this year, and I am the Templar chief Soros!"

And the eyes of this Wind Sword Saint Hoffman were full of desire and greed, and his eyes looked at Garcia from time to time.

Today's Garcia is really an angel's face, a devil's soul, and what is revealed with a smile is no longer pure, but a touch of charm and charm.

"Hmph, this pervert! If I can get his essence blood, I will definitely be able to break through quickly after refining! Although I can't devour it directly after changing my secondary body, I can still refine it with a secret method if I drink it!" Garcia thought in her heart, and then showed a shallow smile that made a hundred flowers wither.

"I've seen Master Hoffman! I'm so lonely in the choir that I'm usually going to follow Soros out and practice. I didn't expect to meet the two adults, this must be the guidance of the God of Light!" Garcia said, bowing her head.

"Tell me, what's the matter with you two?" asked Kroll, swallowing a few times, pretending to be calm.

On the way we came across a deep pool, and while Gasia was snooping on the edge of the pool, she accidentally fell into the water, and was in a coma all day. Maybe the water in the pool is too cold, and she still feels dizzy, and I want to take her back to the temple first, so I'm here to say goodbye to the two adults!"

"Come here, I'll take a look, I know how to heal the Light!" Hoffman said, his eyes glinting.

Garcia naturally knew what Hoffman meant, the soul in her body was a veteran in this matter, and ten Hoffmans could not understand these ways better than a phantom.

Garcia looked shy and stepped closer to Hoffman.

"Your name is Soros, right? You go and wait outside the tent first! No, you better go straight back to your tent! Hoffman waved his hand and pushed Soros away.

Soros did not dare to disobey, so he had to withdraw from the tent and wait.

"Old boy, my Holy Light is better than yours, so I'd better help her!" Kroll said to Hoffman.

"Get out of the way! Fight with me for everything, don't you know the elder?" hoffman scolded angrily.

"Two adults! Actually, it's just an occasional wind chill, and it's no big deal! The little woman is also a martial artist, but if she cultivates lowly, her qi and blood will not flow smoothly, causing dizziness!" Garcia said.

"You can't talk about love! You are beautiful and lovable! Why don't you take you as a disciple? It is definitely better than being a saint to have a future. ”

"I can take you as a disciple too!" Kroll said.

"I'm willing! I'm willing to worship the two of you as teachers! Disciple Garcia meets my master!" Garcia bowed.

"Hmph, Kroll, you want to intervene in anything?"

"What's the use of you please? Garcia has already worshipped the master! Do you want to teach her, I'm just right!"

"Two masters! When the disciple walked out of the temple, he asked the prophet Maros to divination! He said that he would meet Grace and Bloodlight on this journey! Grace must be the two masters, and Bloodlight must be the next trip to Muspel!"

"Actually, the two of us didn't really want to fight to the death with the blood! if we were not defeated, we would flee first!"

"Blood Slaughter is an assassin, and he already has the cultivation of the fourth stage of the Holy Rank! If the two masters want to forcibly attack and kill Blood Slaughter, then the undead Vijaf and the Phantom Demon will definitely join forces at that time. Although their relationship is not harmonious, for the sake of Mu Sibel's interests, they will still join forces, the two masters are naturally not afraid of blood slaughter, but the three of them join forces with disciples are worried that the two masters will be damaged. In that case, the two masters should leave here now with their disciples!" Garcia said.

"It's naturally good to leave! Even if you kill the blood slaughter, it won't do you two masters much! It's just that the Holy See will investigate this matter! If we knew that we were retreating from the battle that day, I am afraid that the annual fortune would be gone!" Hoffman said.

"This disciple can testify, I will say that during the battle between the two masters and the phantom demon, the phantom demon and Videv suddenly intervened, and then they were injured and escaped!" Garcia said.

"I didn't expect it! You apprentice is really ......!" Hoffman had already taken Garcia into his arms, and he looked like he cared about his junior.

"I'm talking about you......" Kroll pointed at Hoffman.