"Less than two seconds left!"

Nagarjuna's urgent voice came into his ears like a heavy layer of water. The young man who sat on the ground with his eyes closed clenched his teeth sharply, and even bruised tendons on his cheeks—at the same time that cold sweat slid down his forehead, the mountains in the distance suddenly resounded like a thunderous sound;

"They're over there!"

Lin Yuqing gasped and opened his eyes, as if he had just been fished out of the water. Even with the help of Nagarjuna's power, manipulating the rocks to roll down almost made him almost collapse, and the young man propped up his trembling body, stared at the mountains and forests in the distance, and said, "There are so many stones, it seems that a lot of them can be killed-"

He had only said half of his words when a white light suddenly lit up in the distance, and in an instant, half of the world was covered with snow - the young man closed his eyes suddenly, feeling that he was pierced by the strong light and burst into tears, and before he could speak, he heard Nagarjuna beside him shout: "It's a falling spirit!"

When Lin Yuqing's heart tightened, the white light suddenly went out again. With it disappeared was the constant muffled sound of the rocks, and the silence of the forest suddenly fell back into silence, as if nothing had happened just now—only the sound of the boy's heartbeat, which was clearly audible in the dark night.

"How...... What's going on?" he was still covering his eyes with one hand, and even his wheezing sound was very loud at this time: "That was a falling spirit just now?"

"Definitely," Nagarjuna nodded, "look. ”

Lin Yuqing wiped away her tears, and her vision was still flowery. He narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance, stunned.

The mountains in the distance looked like they had been scooped up with a spoon, and they were hollow and low. The rocks that he had just pushed down with all his might, along with the smashed trees, had evaporated in the blink of an eye—even the hill had been flattened.

The mountain collapsed and countless rolling stones were dissolved by a burst of white light?

And in the direction of the alien race, there will be a falling spirit...... No, I'll have to go back and inform Valhalla right away!

Lin Yuqing was stunned for a few seconds, then reacted suddenly, turned around and rushed to the broken slope. He had just tumbled and fallen, and now it was so difficult to climb from the bottom to the top that he barely had a place to focus - even with Nagarjuna's help, he fell several times and ended up injured.

When he finally climbed to the edge of the cliff and looked up, he found that half of Valhalla was now immersed in a bright light, reflecting the darkness of the night all around, and he had obviously been awakened by the loud noise and bright light just now.

Just when Lin Yuqing bent his waist and ran quickly towards the main hall, two figures rushed out of the palace gate, one in front and one behind, and as soon as the two sides looked at each other, the first Fang country warrior couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and immediately shouted: "I found it, he is here!"

It seems that he slipped out in the middle of the night and was discovered-

Another warrior quickly rushed forward and blocked Lin Yuqing's retreat. The warrior had a thick beard, and it was the man who slept in the next room and was in charge of keeping an eye on him. Probably because Lin Yuqing ran under his nose, he stretched out his hand with a calm face at this time, and a piece of silver-white silk was like a wave, winding from his waist and climbing up his arm, and he entered the battle state without saying a word.

Nagarjuna snorted, rising in the wind, and stopped between Lin Yuqing and the warrior. The young man was so anxious that he just shouted, "Don't do it!", and a series of footsteps hurriedly sounded from the hall.

Priest Geyue rushed out of the main hall with the other two warriors, and when he saw Lin Yuqing, who was covered in confusion and bruises, the man who was like a mop rod was slightly startled, and asked in a deep voice, "Where have you been? Why did you run?"

"Priest, now is not the time to talk about this, I just -" Lin Yuqing didn't finish speaking, the last half of the sentence suddenly condensed in his throat, and his gaze swept back to Priest Geyue's hand again.

In the light of Valhalla, Priest Geyue was holding a scroll of paper in his hand—a scroll he knew all too well.

"You two will take him down the mountain at once," said Priest Geyue, who did not look at him and turned to the two warriors, "I received an urgent letter just now, and the High Priest asked us to let him go to the mountain pass at once. ”

The young man broke out in a fine sweat and shouted, "No! There are aliens in the mountains, we can't go!"

"Alien, like last time?"

"I mean really!"

The tall and thin priest glanced at Lin Yuqing, and seemed to endure the words that came to his lips, so he reluctantly changed to a restrained tone: "Last time, we had thoroughly searched the mountains and forests around here, and we found nothing. The High Priest is reasonable, and has not grieved you without cause, so what do you have to worry about?"

What does it mean to lift a stone and shoot yourself in the foot, Lin Yuqing finally understood.

The scroll of paper in the hand of the priest of Goyue was stolen by Ida by inquiring about the situation of the battle.

Not only did she steal a blank scroll of paper, but she also took back the letter sent back by the high priest last time - Lin Yuqing tried her best to pick the words that were already in the letter, imitated Yue Kai's handwriting, and wrote an "urgent letter" ordering him to go to the checkpoint immediately; In the end, he deliberately rubbed the paper roll to make it look as if it had been written in a military emergency, and even the paper was shattered.

When the letter was written, Lin Yuqing waited another day—one day, almost exactly the time it took for a harrier to travel back and forth between the front line and Valhalla.

Fearing that the flaws would be revealed, he combed through the whole plan several times, and calculated the timing of the paper scroll, all he did so that the priest of Goyue would think that an urgent letter had arrived at night, so that he would be convinced that he would let him go to the mountain pass checkpoint.

Now he knows, his plan was successful.

It's just a little too successful.

"Listen to me, I wrote this letter because I wanted to leave Valhalla!But I didn't lie to you, there are really aliens here, look at the mountains over there, what has become of them?, hurry up and send a letter to the high priest!" Lin Yuqing took a step forward in a hurry, and the silk-like falling spirit suddenly appeared in the air, and a low roar came out of Nagarjuna's throat, and he immediately did not dare to move again.

"What did you write?" Priest Goyue glanced at the mountains in the distance, but from his narrow face, it was not at all clear that he had noticed the strangeness of the peaks. He shook the scroll of paper in his hand, but did not smile: "Did you imitate the high priest's handwriting, and steal his seal?"

That's pretty much the case, but Lin Yuqing hesitated for a moment and didn't dare to admit it—as soon as he admitted it, it was equivalent to confessing Ida. He can lift his legs and leave, what should Ida do? Not to mention that Baijiu still can't get off the ground, and he still has to count on Valhalla's treatment......

What's more, they found themselves sneaking away, and Ada must have been dragged down.

"Put away your fallen spirits. Priest Geyue stiffened his face, his thin lips were like pieces of paper, and there was no blood: "We won't hurt you, we just sent you to the mountain pass level." You don't want to go, what are you afraid of?"

"You can't understand people's words!" Lin Yuqing suddenly lost his temper, and his face turned red: "I don't have time to talk to you about this, if you refuse to send a letter to Yue Kai, then I'll go - Nagarjuna!"

As soon as he spoke, Nagarjuna flicked his long tail like smoke and immediately met the falling spirit that rolled up like silk in midair, and at the same time, the boy also turned around and rushed towards the birdshed, where the footsteps of the other three Fangnation warriors followed him closely.

Nagarjuna turned and rushed towards the warriors. There was a sudden "hissing" in the air behind it, and its body shrank when it heard the sound, turning into a black hair ball the size of a domestic cat, just avoiding the countless white silks that were densely packed in the air. As soon as the four claws of the black-haired group hit the ground, and when they jumped out again, they were already in combat form, and Nagarjuna bit the back of one of the Fangguo warriors, turned his head and threw him away, knocking down the other two.

In just a moment of respite, Lin Yuqing had already run to the door of the birdshed. Seeing that a falling spirit could not hold them back, the priest of Ge Yue turned pale, but took a few steps back, opened his mouth and sang a few words of sacrifice; when he was on the battlefield, Lin Yuqing had heard such a sacrificial sound once—the priest of Ge Yue summoned a small range of spirits for the three warriors of the Fang Kingdom present.

Facing three heads, this time there happened to be three falling spirits.

With the sound of the sacrificial singing, a wind and snow blew through the entrance of the temple, stabbing everyone's skin with pain, and a warrior of the Fang Kingdom was quickly covered with a thick layer of snow;

At the feet of the other warrior who had just risen up, a crack in the ground revealed a small-skinned mother, barely as tall as her calf, surrounded by several children smaller than her. She grinned, revealing a row of teeth that were even darker.

The last Fallen Spirit also arrived in the blink of an eye—a vague black shadow, like a cloud of smoke that could not be dissolved, without a stable shape, floating in the air and floating beside the third warrior.

Four against one, how does Nagarjuna have a chance to win?

Lin Yuqing was so anxious that his throat was dry for a while, and his eyes swept over the dragon tree, only to find that it was stunned in place.

Nagarjuna stared at the three newly arrived Falling Spirits, his whole body tensed - it stopped its low growl, its voice was full of wariness, and it suddenly turned to the Silk Falling Spirit and asked, "Why are these guys here?"

If that wasn't surprising, then the silk pendant's reaction really surprised everyone present - reinforcements were nearby, but it slowly stopped its attack, floating in the air and swaying a few times, as if making a silent response to Nagarjuna.

Priest Geyue and Lin Yuqing were stunned for a moment, and they subconsciously glanced at each other.

It's just that the tall and thin priest quickly reacted and sneered: "This is the falling spirit of Valhalla, and each one of them is extraordinary. If you stop and surrender now, I can promise that you will not be hurt, or if you start to do it in a while, then you can't say. ”

"Nagarjuna, what do you mean?" Lin Yuqing froze at the door of the birdshed, and called out to his falling spirits in a low voice: "What do you call this kind of guy?

Nagarjuna did not answer.

At this time, the three new fallen spirits slowly approached. A smiling short mother led her children through the snowstorm, followed by a blurry black shadow that was constantly changing shapes.

For the first time, Lin Yuqing felt a heavy, breathless tension from it.

The boy glanced back at the birdshed—he could still faintly see the large, snow-white bird. Just rushing in and smearing blood on it is enough to get the message across...... But can Nagarjuna last that long?

He suddenly turned his head and shouted, "Wait a minute!"

The wind and snow became heavy in an instant, and the biting snow spots hit the skin whirring-Lin Yuqing was in a hurry, and hurriedly shouted to the few Fangguo warriors: "Stop, I won't run away!" and turned to the priest of Geyue and shouted: "I'll go with them, you take back the fallen spirit!"

In the dim blizzard, Priest Goyue looked like a tall and thin shadow, standing still without saying a word.

The warriors of the Fang Kingdom also seemed to be a little unsure of the situation, and did not know whether to stop their fallen spirits, and the man with the thick black beard raised his voice and asked, "Priest, what now?"

Priest Geyue remained silent, letting the snowflakes roll and hit his body without making a sound.

"Priest?" waited a few seconds before another warrior called out.

There was a sudden "pop", and the tall and thin shadow fell to the ground. Face down, he slammed straight to the ground - everyone was taken aback, and they couldn't care about Lin Yuqing anymore, so they hurriedly rushed forward: "Priest!"

As soon as the warriors of the Fang Kingdom retreated, the snowflakes fluttered in the air and separated, revealing the priest under the snow.

On the back of his white robe, a cloud of blood was gradually getting bigger and bigger. A warrior of the Fang Kingdom hurriedly lifted his body, but he didn't expect it, and with a thud, a large piece of flesh and blood fell from the chest of the priest of Goyue—the corpse that had been cut in a hole fell on the warrior's knee, and as the cold wind passed through, it made a whistle-like sound.

"Who? Who did it?"

In the roar of the Fangguo soldiers, Lin Yuqing's face was already bloodless.

Nagarjuna had retreated to his side at some point, and even if he landed on all four paws, he was almost higher than the boy's waist. It lowered its voice and said in a deep tone, "You must not move now...... Several friends have come to see us. ”

Lin Yuqing swallowed a mouthful of saliva without asking who these "several friends" were.

The warriors of the Fang Kingdom had already jumped up, their swords unsheathed one after another, and stood on guard in the overwhelming wind and snow—they were all battle-hardened people, much more experienced in battle than Lin Yuqing, and immediately formed a back-to-back circle, and at the same time took all directions into view.

The dark little mother and the blurred shadow were standing not far from Lin Yuqing, probably following the host's orders and monitoring him.

"I've heard that if the priest doesn't call back, the fallen spirit can't go back on its own, is it true?"

A hoarse, strangely pronounced continental lingua franca suddenly hissed in the wind.

Everyone was excited, and just turned their heads around, only to hear the voice and laugh hoarsely: "You are looking in the wrong direction, I am above." ”

Lin Yuqing's face turned pale and slowly raised his head.

Countless snow sands wrapped in white mist swept through the dim night sky, revealing the dark stone beams on the Valhalla door. The wind and snow obscured the already faint moonlight, making everything look even more blurry and gloomy, and if it weren't for the sudden sliding of a long thick tail from the beam, the boy would have barely seen the surprisingly large alien.

"Hello whoa. You're so surprised, it looks like we're the first to get it. ”

The tall and stout alien lowered its neck, and its laughter was reminiscent of a snake. Its triangular head circled in midair, and its gaze seemed to cross the faces of the crowd one by one.

Behind it, from the mountains and forests behind Valhalla, a pair of gray eyes showed their shape in the dark night.