From the moment Pastor Hank recognized the [Ancestral Fang] floating from Guli Naza's body, Scott knew that he might be starting to share a common goal with the team in front of him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although they have different names, it is clear that the gods of the main material plane are also fully aware that outside the main material plane, in the astral plane, there are also their kind, and those who even own an entire plane of their kind.

"After returning to the Church of Justice from the Cold Dew Hills, I was promoted to the rank of alternate priest of the twelve cardinals. ”

"Because of this, I was able to know some of the secrets of the church. ”

Pastor Hank's eyes looked at Scott a little clearly, as the alternate priest of the cardinal, although he was temporarily inferior to the chief knight of the Knights Cathar like Lance Soros, the secrets he could know were beyond the latter's pace.

Even if all the Church of the Gods had different names for the object that originally floated in the air, there would never be such a name as Scott's ancestral fangs, which also meant that Scott was not a paladin of any god.

Combined with the two hero-level fighters around Scott and the huge number of elite warriors in the rear, a title gradually emerged.

Mithril Guild Member, Lord of the Stronghold!

The Mithril Society, a mysterious organization, no one knows what era it was born in, what scale it has, and it is ancient beyond the knowledge of the gods.

But every time the main material plane is invaded by creatures from the outer plane, fortresses will fall from the sky and guard the most critical battlefields, and countless elite warriors will rush out of the fortress to fight the creatures of the outer plane!

And the members of the Mithril Society who own these fortresses call themselves the [Lord of the Fortress]!

The gods have also fought alongside the lords of these fortresses to keep the main physical plane safe, and this is why Pastor Hank knows all this.

"Scott Knight, we have the same purpose. ”

"True to the pact of the gods, I think we are natural allies. ”

Didn't say it explicitly, just vaguely pointed out Scott's identity, Pastor Hank, no, it should be Priest Hank at this moment who smiled and stretched out his palm to Scott.

Naturally, Scott, who knew the importance of Pastor Hank's identity at the moment, also smiled and stretched out his right hand, and the two strong palms were tightly clenched together.

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Eventually, Hank and Scott parted ways, and after carefully analyzing the original causes of the war, Scott and Pastor Hank searched the scene and finally found a letter red with blood on the back of a lodging stalk of stalks.

The letter was stamped with the name of the Supreme Commander of the Halfling Kingdom and sealed with Hobbit's specialty fire wax, and after reading the letter's contents, Scott consulted with Pastor Hank and the team's nominal leader, Lance Soros.

In the end, due to the heavy losses of the Church team in the battle between the Dog Demon, the Little Goblin Elemental Chieftain and the Bear Goblin Legion, they were no longer able to undertake the combat mission to aid Rytrick, and finally decided to go to the Elven Kingdom of Canados alone to deliver the Hobbit Kingdom's distress letter.

Scott led his Immortal warriors to continue to support the strongest fortress in the Hobbit Kingdom, which is still under siege by the goblin race, to ensure that Rytrick would not be captured.

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"Huh~Huh~Huh~"

Khalyat swung the sword in his hand and used the shield on his right arm to block the spear of the goblin in front of him, and then a series of small steps rushed into the goblin's arms, the sword in his hand slashed briskly through the neck of his opponent, allowing dark green plasma to spurt out of the sky and burst into his face.

"How many are you already?"

"Why am I so tired?"

Wiping the blood from his face with his hands, Khariath gasped and looked ahead.

The battle continued, and due to the petite size of the halflings, they could not use human weapons and equipment at all, and even the daggers commonly used by humans became heavy swords in the hands of the halflings.

Perhaps, a few days ago, they could maintain a balance by keeping the bear goblins out of the walls of Retrick with their nimble pace and the distance advantage of their spears.

But today, that balance is immediately upset.

Perhaps it was because the commander of the goblin army became impatient after many days of attacking, or perhaps it was the discovery of some special circumstances that made the goblin army change its strategy, and in this morning's siege battle, the number of bear goblins was greatly reduced and almost invisible, and instead of being replaced by a big goblin that was not as strong as the bear goblins, but more fierce, more combative and skilled.

This immediately doubled the defensive pressure on the halflings, and the nimble pace and the advantage of the spear were wiped out in the face of the militarized combat skills of the Great Goblins and the tradition of using the spear.

The casualties of the guards of the Ruitrick City Wall were even several times that of before, and from time to time wounded halflings could be seen being carried off the walls by medical teams, and more often, in the face of enemies several times larger than themselves, the halfling warriors often lost their lives directly, and there was no way to save them.

Eventually, the lack of strength in the guards made all the halflings throw themselves into the city, even the Khariat, who was the commander-in-chief, who also stood on the walls.

There was no need to command the battle, as there were simply no extra forces to command, and all the warriors had been filled into the meat grinders of the towering walls of Rytrick, mixed with the flesh and blood of the goblins, and became the basis for the prosperity of the Grass Cutting Plain.

"Hah!"

Moving quickly, stabbing off the head of a goblin and saving a halfling soldier who had been impaled through the abdomen with a spear, Khariat's gasps became gruff and hurried.

"Medical team!"

"Medical team!"

Shouting loudly, Kharyat tried to call for the medical team to carry the warrior off the wall and take him to the treatment center in the house below the wall, but no one showed up even a few times.

"Sir... , no need to shout anymore... , the medical team has also topped... The top went up ... ”

"I... It's okay... ”

"Rest ... Just take a break... ”

The warrior apparently rescued by the Kharyat also understood the thoughts of the fortress's supreme commander, and he covered his wound with his hand and smiled pale, faintly, but the spear used by the goblin was even a few points larger than the human spearhead.

The halfling warrior's small palm couldn't cover the wound at all, the gurgling blood kept flowing, and as his face became paler and paler, the halfling warrior's breathing became weaker and weaker, and in the end, his eyes were not closed.