Chapter 660: Phrases and Evil Tides

The second son of the stars, Tilfa, has found the legacy left by Tiffany, and is not surprised by this speed, the ability of the son of the stars is very magical, just like Tifa can project a doppelganger from thousands of miles away into his own Frostwing Hall, the power of the Son of the Stars is completely unexplainable by common sense and rules, like a power that makes all wishes come true.

Now Arin really hopes that Tiffany can complete Tiffany's research, if this child can remove the shackles of fate as a sacrifice, so that he does not need to be an enemy of this innocent girl who is involved in a cruel fate because of himself, but when he thinks that the shackles on the girl's body are set by the creator, Arin always feels that the chance may not be great.

No matter how powerful the child of the star is, it is always the creator's creation, just like the fantasy killer of hemp is scary enough, but when the creator pauses, the fantasy killer who will be hemp is powerless at all, just like the creator said that 'the characters who appear in the book cannot resist the author of the book', the longer he gets along with the creator himself, the more Yalin can feel the meaning of this sentence and the more he feels his seemingly terrible but actually small body.

A somewhat agitated Arin sat down on a bench in the garden, and after summoning Erogel, Arin re-handed her the lyre.

This lyre was once a gift from Tiffany to the White Dragon King when she left, and the Son of the Star left a message before leaving, hoping that the Dragon King would keep the instrument, and when he returned one day, he would pick it up and continue to play it in the Arnold Mountains, and the White Dragon King kept the lyre as promised, even if it had been ten thousand years, the seven-stringed instrument that blessed the power of the Children of the Stars had not been worn down by even a little time, but its owner could never come back to play.

Erojeel didn't leave, but gently plucked the strings beside Arrin, staring at the elven girl, and Arin suddenly overlapped everything in front of him with the scene from 10,000 years ago, when the White Dragon King also liked to sit in the garden and listen to Tiffany's play. For the dragon king with endless life, this is his favorite thing, even if he sits here for a whole day, he will not get bored.

"Master~ Do you have something on your mind?"

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Arrin didn't answer, and Erojiel hurriedly stopped asking, but compared to the always fearful look before, Erojiel was much better now, at least she understood one thing, the ancient god in front of her was not a joyful monster. Usually, as long as it doesn't touch on some sensitive topics, the old gods won't get angry.

"How did you practice with the sheet music I gave you last time?"

"That┉┉Sorry master, I can already play, but I'm still a little unskilled. ”

Erojeel said apologetically, the piece is very beautiful but the playing requirements are also very high, although he can play it now, but there are always some notes lost in the process that cannot be played completely.

"Bounce it to me. ”

"Yes ~ hosts. ”

With that, Arin closed his eyes, and soon a familiar melody sounded in his ears, it was a song composed by the Son of the Star, a music based on her life that shook the soul. Even the once-furious dragon would soften and quiet when he heard the song.

Immersed in the sound of the piano, Yalin thought of a question again, if Tiffany has found Tiffany's inheritance and chooses to hide somewhere to study, the research workshop arranged by the previous son of the star, God knows where Tiffany will leave something, you must know that she used the power of the son of the star to easily make a master-level magic guide and equipment, and now the power of the son of the star to re-bless the entire workshop, it is estimated that no one will want to find Tiffany, even if he finds the power to face the two sons of the stars, even if it is a god, there may not be a chance of winning。

Ding~Dingding~

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and Yalin recovered instantly. I saw that there was a blood mark on the finger of Erojiel holding the lyre, and there was a trace of blood on the transparent crystal string at the moment.

"Sorry host. I'm really not familiar with this piece. Erojeel did not bother with his fingers, but hurriedly wiped the blood from the strings with a handkerchief.

Yarin glanced at Elojie, reached out and grabbed the girl's white and tender hands, the white light flashed slightly, and the wound on the finger healed instantly under the power of the advanced self-healing spell.

"Practice more, and hopefully next time I'll hear the full sound. ”

"Ah~yes!Master~"

Looking at Yalin's figure gradually disappearing, there was a strange and gentle look in the beautiful eyes of Erojieer, who was covering his fingers.

Yalin, who had returned to the city of Ulduar, was worried. Ercid and the others, who went to the west of the continent to find the Children of the Stars, have not responded so far, and it has been almost two months since they set off, and as far as the distance is concerned, they should have arrived at the grassland located in the western orc gathering area, no matter what, they have to use the communication magic guide to contact them.

Although there was a white dragon guard Alexis quietly following behind, there was someone behind the Holy Capital to support him. Yalin is also not sure that Alexis can absolutely guarantee the safety of Elcid and the others, especially since Alexis's own identity is more sensitive than that of Saint Seiya.

Damn, what the hell is going on!

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Capricorn Gold Saint Seiya Elcid and Scorpio Gold Saint Seiya Kaludia, as well as the other three Silver Saint Seiya with good strength, have been under the command of the Western Holy Capital of the continent through the Saxon Kingdom It has been almost two months, but Yalin expected that the five of them should be able to arrive at the grassland located in the northwest of the Holy Capital in half a month, according to the information, where should it be the autonomous habitat of the orcs, and when he first saw the son of the star, some ornaments on the other party allowed Yalin to judge the approximate landing place of the son of the star。

Orcs are an ancient and wild people, but compared to the overly greedy and brutal Oge barbarians, orcs have their own civilization and can communicate with people, although they look terrible, but in fact, orcs who believe in ancient shamanic teachings are not very aggressive, generally speaking, as long as they are not disturbed, most of the time orcs will be content with the status quo.

Originally, some countries near the steppes on the western continent regarded orcs as alien races and enemies to guard, and the two sides clashed from time to time, but after the trade of the holy capital spread, especially under the mediation of this generation of saint Flora, the entire orc tribe and humans have reached a peace agreement. In recent years, normal trade has even developed.

The humans traded salt, tools, and daily necessities with the orcs for many of the savannah's specialties, which further cemented the relationship, and all of this was done by the Holy Capital.

However, to Yalin's surprise, Elcid, Caludia and the others had not yet arrived in the grassland due to some accidents, and this reason was ultimately made by Yalin himself.

"Can't you be faster, those things are going to catch up!!"

"There's no way, there's too much cargo to carry in the block. ”

"Then get rid of everything!"

"But┉┉"

"But what! You can still make money when the money is gone. If your life is gone, you won't be able to buy it back with more money. ”

On the path carved out of the forest, a convoy of horses was running quickly, and behind the convoy many sneaky figures were galloping, as if tirelessly chasing the wagon. Not beasts, not bandits, but even more terrible monsters than the first two - the undead!

It has been a while since the western part of the continent was attacked by the undead, and although with the assistance of the Holy Capital, the coalition forces of various countries successfully repelled the undead army and drove it back to the forests and swamps in the northeast, but there are still scattered undead squads infiltrating the long border from time to time, and these undead will kill every time they see a living person, and those killed by them quickly stand up and join the undead army and begin to slaughter more innocent people.

It is precisely because of the harassment of the undead that the situation in the Kingdom of Baleka under the command of the Holy Capital Faith has been unstable. The entire Kingdom Army and the Templars of the Holy Capital have stepped up patrols to eliminate many of these rangers, but in this dangerous situation, the demand for mercenary groups in various merchant groups in the western part of the continent has also skyrocketed, and the mercenary price of mercenaries has also risen.

Originally, I thought that it was only the Ballaika Kingdom that was ravaged by the undead, and there should not be many undead infestations in the Kingdom of CΓ³rdoba, which was far away from the Ballaika Kingdom, so in order to save money, there was no mercenary group and only the caravan escort, but at this moment, the steward of the carriage caravan was about to cry with regret.

These undead are some fast and brutal ghouls, and they can only be regarded as low-level undead among the undead. It's just a level better than skeletons and zombies, and if you fight to the death, you can still destroy each other at some cost. But the problem is that there are two powerful Death Knights and several Bone Knights among these undead, and the Bone Knights needless to say, they are just some skeleton soldiers riding skeleton horses, as long as they are careful not to be attacked by their charge, they can be eliminated, but the two Death Knights are not painful.

According to the information released by the Holy Capital, the Death Knight is a very powerful undead. They rode war horses and completely inherited the fighting skills of their lives, and after becoming undead, they also learned more and more evil spells, and they are usually judged to have at least the strength of the Grand Knight, two Death Knights plus an unknown number of undead, and now the escort of the convoy is absolutely unstoppable.

The guards in the carriage were constantly shooting arrows to knock down one ghoul after another. Unless a normal arrow pierces the heads of these disgusting undead, the most common arrows will do is make the crawling ghouls stumble, and then the ghouls will quickly get up and continue to chase after the arrows stuck in their bodies.

"Everyone is holding on for a while, we have arrived at the outskirts of the city, and we have just used the magic guide to contact the garrison of the city, and the garrison troops have already left the city to support us. ”

On the front carriage, the steward shouted at the top of his voice to boost the morale of the guards, but the ghouls who kept rushing towards the convoy still caused a lot of damage, and some of the coachmen and guards were taken off the carriage by these bloody undead in a hurry, and then in an instant they were dismantled by a large group of ghouls following behind in a miserable scream.

"Ahh

One of the guards was about to continue holding the arrows only to find that the quiver on his back was empty. At this point, a ghoul trailing behind the convoy quickly jumped up and bit at the guards who had stopped shooting.

"Ahhh

When he came back to his senses, the guard was horrified to see that the big mouth with a strong rancid smell and full of bloodshot and sharp teeth had arrived in front of him, and at the moment when the guard was disillusioned, one hand grabbed him by the collar and dragged him backwards, and the ghoul who fell into the air in an instant just knocked off a large piece of wood and then fell to the ground like a rolling gourd.

"Thank you, you saved my life. ”

The frightened guard looked at the black-haired man who reached out behind him, but the other party did not say anything but stepped forward in a few steps, walked to the edge of the carriage, and when a ghoul jumped in the air again, the man's left hand waved violently, and the ghoul seemed to be slashed by an invisible blade, and the ghoul who had been cut off half of his body spewed out a stream of viscous black blood and rolled down.

The guards were stunned, what did the man who had reached the caravan halfway do just now!? (To be continued.) )