After the unicorn, Gandalf, who had white hair and white robes and a faint white light, walked slowly, like a legendary figure.

Behind him, the black-robed Berg looked like a servant.

"Master Gandorf. ”

Bella and Edward hurried to meet them, they were all the same type, and if Gandorf didn't come, they would both die.

"This is the so-called royal treasure?" Gandalf glanced lightly at the emerald parrot on the ground.

Berg stepped forward to pick it up, with a hint of eagerness in his eyes, and replied, "It should be that, Master Louis once mentioned to me when I was on a mission, this is a secret treasure with prophetic powers."

"You're going to die, you're all going to die.." The parrot in Berg's hand suddenly opened its mouth and screamed, and its voice was as hoarse as a crow, which was really unpleasant.

Berg's hand couldn't help but shake a little, and he felt the urge to throw it out.

From the current point of view, this so-called secret treasure is really not an auspicious thing, the people who passed by the hands, Huggins and the scar man of the Dark Demon God Cult are all dead, and the death is extremely miserable.

"Hmph.." Gandalf snorted coldly, "It's a bit ridiculous to want to predict the future through an ordinary green-haired parrot... It's no wonder that old guy from Montoya didn't show up, I'm afraid he lost interest after seeing this secret treasure."

"Only the royal idiots would believe it."

Berg's face was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know what to say.

"Is this mission completed?" Bella couldn't help but speak, she had an indescribable feeling in her heart, she had received the news before, the Holy Light Melody, the Fire Emblem, the Dark Demon God Cult and the royal family were entangled, and she thought it would be an extremely dangerous battle, but it ended hastily.

Sure enough, in the face of the absolute strength of Lord Gandalf's Type 3, all seemingly complicated situations were easily broken.

Bella subconsciously looked in the direction of Carlo, and in Bella's eyes, Carlo, who was standing there with a "blank" face, was unexpectedly cute.

Bella felt that she had developed a crush on this simple and kind man, if she was just an ordinary person...

Bella didn't think any further, and sighed secretly in her heart.

There was another person on the field, and his heart was also full of shock and doubt, Alencia.

Alencia couldn't believe that the looting of the treasure had ended, and the events at Fort Minter were a sensation in her memory, and it was said that the number of civilians who died was unknown.

However, judging from the current situation, the few remaining first- and second-type totem masters of the Dark Demon God Sect couldn't make any tricks at all in front of the three-type totem masters of the Holy Light Melody.

The Secret Treasure Emerald Parrot is also a bit unworthy of its name, what is the situation?

Is it because of his own appearance that he changed history?

Alencia was in a very chaotic mood, and he subconsciously looked at Andil beside him, this timid and cowardly bakery apprentice didn't have the slightest appearance of the future Heavenly Flame King.

The Fire Emblem Totem Master didn't appear at all, let alone be seriously injured and dying, so Andil wouldn't have accepted the inheritance, the Heavenly Flame King...

Alencia had to come to terms with the fact that he wasted more than a precious month of his respawn time volunteering to make an apprentice to a bakery.

Alencia bit her lip tightly, her expression a little hideous.

"Master Gandorf. Berg took the emerald parrot, looked at the only remaining Dark Demon God cultists on the field, and asked, "What should we do with these people?"

Gandorf glanced faintly and replied, "Clear them all, the Dark Demon God Cult and the Holy Light Melody are eternal mortal enemies." ”

"Yes. Berg nodded, his eyes looking at Bella and Edward, the rest of the drudgery had to be done for them, otherwise they would have contributed a little bit to this task.

Berg is a type two, and the three of them are a little reluctant to clean up a group of Dark Demon God cultists, but with Type 3 Gandalf on his side, he will also take action if necessary.

The process of cleaning up the mess did not go as smoothly as the three Bergs had imagined, and the remaining Dark Demon God Cultists gathered together and slowly retreated, one of the Type 2 Totems staring at them deadly, and then pulled out a cylindrical object from his arms.

A ray of light erupted from the cylinder, outlining a dark purple pattern of hideous ghost heads in the dark sky of the setting sun, a totemic light that only totem masters could see.

The three of Berg were taken aback, is this the Dark Demon God Cult calling for reinforcements?

The three of them subconsciously looked at Gandalf and found that he was also frowning slightly.

Things don't seem to be over.

When the signal for help from the Dark Demon God Sect was issued, the entire world suddenly became quieter, and it seemed that even the wind had stopped.

Then, at the gates of the castle, the cries and screams of the common people gradually sounded, and gradually grew larger and weaker, like the tide of the sea, undulating and unstoppling.

The three of Berg had a look of surprise on their faces, and then a faint and strange piccolo sound drifted from afar, giving people an inexplicable feeling of depression and sadness.

When the piccolo sounded, the Dark Demon God Sect members on the field showed a look of fanatical worship, and shouted in their mouths: "Welcome to Lord Paipro!"

The piccolo was getting closer and closer, carrying screams, wailings, and a squirming but dense sound coming from nowhere.

The high and low tone made the hearts of the three Bergs seem to be choked by an invisible big hand, and they are so uncomfortable that they are dizzy and nauseated.

"Master Gandorf.." Berg couldn't help but look back, but was shocked to find that Gandalf's face was extremely ugly, and he only heard a few words coldly squeeze out of his mouth: "Huayi, Pied Piper." ”

"Pied Piper?!" Alencia's expression was like eating a fly, he finally knew why there were countless civilian casualties in Fort Mingte in his previous life.

The Pied Piper in Flower Clothes sent Puluo, and it turned out that the executioner of the Dark Demon God Cult had made a move.

Alencia had heard countless bloody rumors about the Pied Piper, a strange and grotesque totemist whose name was soaked in blood and haunted by countless souls.

Alencia hadn't seen Papro in person, because most of the people who had seen him were dead, and besides, during the peak of Type 3 in his previous life, Papro had already been promoted to Type 4.

No, you have to go, you have to find a way to escape right away.

Alencia's mind was running like crazy, he didn't want to die here, and he was dying in. In the mouths of a bunch of rats that exude a filthy stench!

I don't know when, but the piccolo sound is so clear that it's like someone is playing in your ear.

The high and low tones, the weird and ethereal tune, make everyone's hearts can't help but spread thoughts of death and despair.

Finally, a figure holding a piccolo appeared at the corner of the street.

He wore a red and yellow robe with patches sewn from various rags, which were colorful and colorful. He was tall and thin, like a hemp rod, and wore an extremely pointed straw hat on top of his head.

He played the piccolo, and his slender legs stepped on grotesque steps, and he walked towards the crowd step by step as if he were dancing.

Everyone's pupils couldn't help but shrink, because, behind him, there was a sea of countless rats, dense and surging.

Despair is born from this.

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Note: The prototype of the Pied Piper comes from European folklore, and you can check it if you are interested. Well, Carlo is going to pretend soon, I even have his nickname in this plane, it's absolutely cool.