"What?"

Nania raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise.

In fact, she did have some surprises, whether it was her dress or demeanor, she didn't think there was anything that matched the "Sibet family".

In addition, as a member of Westmar's "Butterfly Transformation", it is even more impossible to identify her by her appearance.

How did the scholar in front of him find out?

"Nothing, beautiful young lady."

Vicky lowered his head slightly as if he had lost his memory for a short time, very respectfully, "What should I do now?" ”

Nanya's eyelashes fluttered, and then she clasped her hands, "Cooperate with its question, don't resist." ”

Then, the ghost Yate on the side waved the gem staff, and a faint light was emitted from the top, and a heart-warming fluctuation spread.

After a while, the knights of the Dark Sands who were guarding outside the cave saw Nania and Ghost Yat who had come out.

"There has been a change on the master's side, the scarab informs us that we have to go in the direction of the North Korean Blood Palace."

"I see."

Ghost Art and the Knight of the Dark Sands exchanged demonic words for a moment, then looked at Nanya.

She clearly had something to say.

"I have some plans for this scholar..."

Nania pondered, her brown eyes glinting.

The words were interrupted.

"We don't hide anything from our masters, and we can't hide anything from our masters."

"You, too."

The Knight of the Dark Sands spoke in a low tone, and Ghost Art was silent.

If other captives, or even demonic servants, had said such things, the knights of the Dark Sands would have cut them into seven or eight pieces long ago.

But only Naniya, even the ghost Yate couldn't figure out how much Tang Ze attached importance to her, so she could only treat her politely.

"You're mistaken, Mr. Demon."

Nania shook her head, her reaction unexpected.

"I mean, it's up to me to report this matter, Lord of Perdition."

"In any case, he assigned me to investigate the affairs of the black-robed man, and at the same time, I chose you and him (Ghost Yat) to assist... Well, even though you came later, didn't you? ”

"Or do you not trust the Lord of Perdition... Well, the eye? ”

Nania said the dangerous words unhurriedly, but in fact the sweat had already wet her palms.

The dark golden sand knight's eyes flashed with cold light, and he didn't refute.

Although it is not good at words, it is not stupid either, and it knows Nania's cleverness and is not ready to break it.

Nania secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and admired Tang Ze more and more in her heart, she couldn't imagine that his majesty was so strong in the hearts of the knights of the Dark Sands.

"What are you going to do?"

Oni Yate, who had been silent, spoke, and his crimson gaze seemed to penetrate people's hearts.

"Do what I'm supposed to do."

Nanya gritted her teeth and suppressed the tension in her heart, "Vicky's memories have told us where the black-robed men have placed in other strongholds of the Sawyer Alliance. ”

"Clear them out, and collect everyone's memories so that their purpose is completely clear."

Hearing this, Oni Yate stroked the ring on his bone finger, "Sounds like a whim." ”

In the face of this evaluation, Nania shook her head and responded calmly: "Westmar's missing scholar is a member of the Black Robe, which reminds me of some important clues, believe me, this is a good opportunity." ”

Ghost Art and the Knight of the Dark Sands glanced at each other.

It's hard to choose.

In fact, these clues can all be reported to Tang Ze for him to decide, but the girl in front of her has a very strong idea of wanting to do more.

They couldn't help but think of Tang Ze's entrustment to them.

"For the time being, her (Nanya's) orders prevail."

For a long time, it was still the ghost Yate who broke the peace.

In a calm, slow tone, it said, "You know very well that we assist you in your mission, and we also have an obligation to protect you, as well as to monitor you. ”

"If your decision is going to cause any mistakes, we also need to cancel it."

Hearing this, Nania smiled a relaxed smile that she hadn't seen in a long time, "I'm sure that the two Demon Gentlemen can defeat any threat in Canduras and make everything very easy. ”

"Without further ado, let's go to the nearest stronghold."

···

Distant Kurast, under the hazy fog and rain, somewhere in the deepest part of the jungle.

Cold, dark, dripping.

Countless white-robed and black-veined believers worshipped on the grass, and the channel under the stone platform flowed with bright red blood.

The rain fell, and the blood rippled.

A bloody red mist rose and landed on the high platform.

Above it are dark gravel bricks surrounded by checkered vertical lines, and six huge stone pillars wrapped in chains, a dark green light shimmering between them.

The light of the two rows of torches around them suddenly dimmed.

A dark green crack tore open from the void, and the believers below chanted strange and hoarse, fanatical incantations.

“ajzbhsii”“dbakdbjj”“sgjdbejasekl”

These spells carry a great deal of power, and they are transformed into substance, stabilizing the dark green rift.

It was clear that they were summoning something, or rather, they were maintaining the stability of the spatial passage, waiting for something on the other side of the passage to teleport over.

A faint roar of thunder came from the cracks, overshadowing the mountain cries of the believers.

The crack suddenly stretched wide, spitting out something.

The swift green shadow fell like a meteorite, and something was still being pulled.

Rumble!

The earth shook, and many believers sat down on the ground, looking up in horror.

It smashed on the high platform, clicking, and spreading out the most terrifying cracks.

The six stone pillars trembled and crumbled.

A hideous green shadow with green smoke appeared in the crater, and the dark green eyes scanned back and forth, unusually conspicuous in the darkness.

The most striking thing is his left hand.

The left hand, wrapped in crack scales, held three huge bone spurs, as if ripped from some living thing, blood and tissue entangled, and steaming.

The hundreds of believers were silent, looking at the uninvited guests on the high platform with fear, surprise, and all kinds of eyes.

At the same time, the green crack at the top slowly closed and disappeared.

The six pillars next to it had lost their strength and could no longer be used, and the high platform was also destroyed.

They are a little confused and don't know what to do.

"Idiot?"

The hideous green shadow suddenly sneered and spoke the language of another world.

At least those believers under the high stage absolutely can't understand it, and no one in the dark world should be able to understand it.

"Almighty God......"

Below, a certain believer subconsciously prayed, and as he prayed, a trace of fluctuation emanated, which was captured by the hideous green shadow on the high platform.

"Shut up."

Standard Curast was spoken, and under intense pressure, the believer immediately shut his mouth.