Chapter 169: Three Forks
"Uh, that's a hard road, do you humans like to make roads like this?" said Skeleton Razfil looked at the muddy road beneath his feet in disgust. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The stench, the slippery and the flying flies made the elf miss her home immensely, even if it was nothing more than a giant tower.
"I don't know that I'm not a citizen of Betley, and only they know how they build roads. Birmingham was also a little puzzled, he really didn't think that under the glossy skin, there was also a dirty inside.
"Slum, I didn't expect the place in my father's mouth to be fake. As the only Imperial person present, the little ghost's understanding of the Betley Empire far exceeds that of these outsiders, and it is precisely like this, in the face of the mud and dirty dilapidation that is extremely inconsistent with the prosperous appearance of the Betley Empire, the memory of the little ghost's past has gradually become clear, this is a good phenomenon, at least for the little ghost, the long spirit body has made her memory have a serious fault, but the body where she is lodged is unknowingly repairing the broken soul of the little ghost, which is probably the reason why Xiong Lan is called an alchemy master, in addition to the unparalleled alchemy skills, the attainment of the soul of this blasphemous master is also amazing enough.
"It's really a common problem of big countries. Tina was accustomed to it, and perhaps the greatest benefit of the teachings of the Light to the knight was that the sheer volume of texts had made her equal to these dark sides.
Light is inseparable from shadow, and this phrase is forever engraved in the frontispiece of the teachings of the Holy Light.
The discussion of the ghetto was unconsciously coming to an end, not only because there was only one Empire among them, the little ghost, but also because the muddy streets split into three identical paths.
"So, can't you change the trick?" Birmingham looked at the road that clearly intended to split the team, and Birmingham held his forehead weakly.
"This is probably the most effective and easy way, such a lovely friend, who are you going to go all the way with?" Skeleton Razfair's disgusted face because of the road problem finally showed a hint of joy when she saw the forked intersection, especially as the feeling of being a demon told her that she was getting closer and closer to those sulfur-smelling demon kinds.
"It always feels like you have something else going on. "I have to say that Birmingham's intuition is still very accurate.
"No, I have my own mission. ā
"Yes, but I remember that your mission was to watch over Fury, and is it a bit inappropriate to part ways with me now?" Birmingham expressed serious doubts about the elf's mission.
"Oh, don't care so much, after all, a woman always has secrets. ā
If Tina or even Little Ellie said this to Birmingham, Birmingham would feel that this was a natural expression of the little woman's mentality, but the other party was a skeleton, and no matter how you said it, this tone would give people goosebumps constantly.
With the help of a woman's little secret, the skeleton Rathfil took the lead in choosing a path that was closer to him.
Within moments, the elf had completely parted ways with Birmingham's squad.
"I always think that this elf has no good intentions, I wonder what the elf king thinks?" said Tina, the female knight, looking at the vanished skeleton Rasfil, to Birmingham.
"Perhaps, but only if she doesn't cause trouble for us, after all, it's advantageous to have an epic hero on our side. Birmingham narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Since the master said so, shouldn't we divide the squad? Tina stopped the conversation very understandingly, and from her master's expression, the knightess sensitively understood that her master did not want to continue the discussion.
"Anyway, I'm going to follow this stupid master, who knows if he's going to die suddenly. ā
"Little Ellie really cares about my master, but can you not use the example of death. Birmingham smiled, looking at his little magician, tilting his head and glancing at the whites of his eyes, kindly correcting his magician's mistakes.
"Hmph, a stupid master is a stupid master. ā
"Your Excellency, allow me to contribute to you this time. ā
Well, this time Tatali seems to be dead set on walking with Birmingham.
"Ah, master, I can't be your shield this time. Little Ellie and Tatarlie's words gave the team of several people a prototype, and also made the female knight Tina understand where she should be.
Tatalie and Little Ellie, plus Birmingham became a team, Tina, Little Ghost and Isabella plus a silent Mr. Warcraft, it seemed that the grouping was a little wrong, but everyone present knew that a large group of female knights was more dangerous, because Little Ghost and Isabella were obviously not considered for combat power.
"Wish we could meet at Lord Simmel, dear master. ā
"Naturally, Tina. ā
The words of farewell are not overly complicated, some are just ordinary pleasantries, but the two short sentences contain infinite warmth, at least for Birmingham, this may be the best goodbye words.
It was only a few minutes away from returning to the emperor, and the reunion of the few people separated again, Birmingham couldn't tell whether he was sad or habitual, and now his attention was almost all on the path in front of him.
It is said to be a small road, but the actual situation is much worse than this, the wooden houses on both sides are almost endless, like two boundless wooden walls squeezing the three people of Birmingham in the middle, the stench and flies are particularly striking in this narrow path, and the snow left by the demon attack can not leave a trace in this path, and the heat seems to become more and more obvious as the road winds.
"Stupid master, some are strange?"
"My lord, the temperature here seems to be a little unusual. ā
Little Ellie and Tatarlie's doubts are indeed the problem that the three of them face at this time, winter has come to Yasar, but it is in this place that only summer heat.
Little by little, the heat became clearer and clearer, and fine beads of sweat were already oozing from Birmingham's forehead, but the wooden houses on both sides showed no sign of disappearing, and the end was still out of reach.
"My lord!" a low cry flew out of Tatarly's mouth, and for the first time, the corrupted elf grabbed Birmingham's forward body, his face full of solemnity.
"Living, I have bad news. "The lantern bearer is always carrying a bucket of cold water ready to splash it over Birmingham's head.
"Tell me, what a danger. Accustomed to the bad news of the lantern bearer, Birmingham cheered up, the long sword in his hand was horizontal, and the pure white sword spirit in his body also seemed to be ready to move, it seemed that the experience of that engraving had made the pure white sword spirit a little addicted.
"Hopefully, you'll be prepared, because you're about to face the true workhorse of the Hive, the Firelord. As if in response to the words of the lantern bearer, a dull sound of footsteps sounded not far from Birmingham and the others, it was obviously an empty street, but Birmingham felt a behemoth approaching him little by little, and the air was seriously distorted, as if a fire was burning everything in front of him.
Sparks erupted out of the air abruptly, and then a huge paw, intertwined muscles, and crimson skin, spiraling horns, a dark devil-like appearance, but red skin and red blood.
Flames flew up, claws tore through the scene, and the demon finally collided head-on with Birmingham.