The eight men and eight horses were soon far away, and two gray clouds of smoke suddenly emerged from their original positions! The smoke kept pouring out, and after a few seconds, it condensed into two human figures. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

They are what McCarty calls the followers, stalkers who have been following the team with unknown intentions, but the facts are slightly different from what he thought, and the number of stalkers is not the only one, but two!

The two figures, which were still a little vague, were finally completely clear, they were two men, unusually handsome men!

The two dressed very differently.

One is the dress of a lightly armored warrior, with a thin chain mail on his torso, a set of quaint leather armor on his limbs, a short robe on his body, and a cloak with a dull color but still a gorgeous feeling behind him, without a helmet, and his black hair is delicately tied up and moves slightly in the wind.

The other person...... Well, his dress is quite chic, and he is actually a copy of the black coat and straight-leg trousers and round scalp shoes that Ye Guyun most often wears in the city! Of course, this person's outfit still has some small changes of his own. The cut of the coat has changed significantly, with a short front and a long back, with two slits in the back in the shape of a swallowtail, a shirt inside the coat that is white and ornate, trousers that are more sleek, leather shoes that have become more fashionable with pointed toes, and finally, a coquettish bow tie at the neckline and a gentleman's top hat on the head - yes, this is almost a typical tuxedo suit!

This person was indeed imitated by Ye Guyun's outfit, and he never forgot it after seeing it in Crescent Moon City, in his words, "I love this style of dressing". However, if Ye Guyun knew that this person had finally evolved his black coat into a tuxedo, he didn't know how to evaluate it, was this really fate?

The two, uh, let's just be human, looked at the direction of the team, and were silent for a while, the two of them had different expressions, one with a face full of anger, and the other thoughtful.

Tuxedo said hatefully: "Hmph! I didn't expect those two stupid big guys to have such outstanding reconnaissance ability!"

The light-armored man then expressed relief: "There are so many capable people in the world! Some powerful people can always exceed our imagination! We can't guarantee that every action and every task will be perfect and smooth, so why bother with one or two misses?"

The tuxedo was irritated: "Wow, Verry, I can't stand your very pedantic personality and tone! You should be a teacher, a scholar, a philosopher!"

"This is not called pedantry, this is called reason, this is called calmness. Verry pulled the corner of his left mouth and smiled slightly, a sharp fang popping out between his lips, "That's why, Verari, you'll always be my deputy." ”

Villali exploded and shouted, "What deputy?

Verry ignored it, he looked ahead again, frowned, and said with a sigh, "Man, to be honest, I've lost the confidence to complete this mission now! I'm sure you can also perceive that at least half of the members of this team can't be beaten. ”

Verari was stunned for a moment, he had always been arrogant, he didn't get angry at Verry's absolutely cowardly remarks this time, because he knew that whenever the partner next to him showed such a solemn look, his judgment would not be wrong. What's more, what Viri is stating is a fact that even he has to admit.

In the end, it is always difficult to change the nature, Verari straightened his top hat, pulled the corners of his mouth, showed a disdainful smile, snorted, and said: "So what? We all know that their goal is to advance to the fort, in that place where a lot of negative energy has been accumulated, their abilities will inevitably be greatly reduced, and we will be greatly improved, and they will definitely not be our opponents!"

"That's what we have to do to get the job done......" Shaking his head, Virco smiled wryly, "but I really don't like the uncontrollable rhythm. Alas, no matter what, the task continues. Let's hurry! Don't follow any more, let's go to Fort Forward, we'll wait for them inside!"

"Uhh

"That's the price you pay for changing to new clothes. Veri raised the cloak that covered his body, "You see how comfortable I am~!"

"But you have to admit that this new outfit is wonderful, it shows my charm and demeanor very well!" Verari stiffened.

"The fact that you're willing to endure the temperature of daylight for the sake of grace only shows that you're idiot enough!" After the taunt, Verry took the lead in moving, and with the soft sound of the canopy, his figure disappeared into a swarm of bats.

Villari hurriedly followed, making the same change, and saw two schools of bats, one in front of one and one in the back, flying away in the distance.

—————— Cutting——

Just before sunset, the party came to a watchtower on a high slope on the outskirts of Fort Forward.

The watchtower is not big, built of stone, divided into three layers, with a few materials and a few personnel, which is already a rare heyday of this watchtower in recent years, or because of the arrival of the outpost personnel of the temple a few days ago.

In fact, watchtowers were built by the major temples to monitor the unclean land of the Advance Fort to prevent a dangerous situation, but the long period of stability made the watchtowers less common. Gradually, it fell into a state of semi-desolation.

There are three such towers, scattered in three directions around the perimeter of the Forward Fort, and each of them protects the tower while also echoing each other, forming an incomplete but still powerful giant circle, firmly suppressing the expansion of this unclean land.

Suppress expansion? Yes, it has to be.

It is reasonable that the area of this unclean land has been slowly expanding, just as most things in the world have a process of accumulation, overflowing, and then expanding outward. The huge negative energy mass that envelops this land obviously belongs to one of them.

In the beginning, the scope of the mutation was only Fort Advance itself. Fort Forward is a defensive fortress at the forefront, although it is strong and perfect, it is not large in scale and cannot be large, and its area is about the same as a residential community on earth. In the beginning, the negative energy layer was also shrouded in this small range, but after nearly 30 years of accumulation and development, its radius has increased by at least 5 times! If it is not suppressed, I am afraid that it will be faster and bigger, and the disaster will be more extensive.

From this point of view, the time has indeed come to start completely purifying this place.

Standing on the top of the sentry tower, Ye Guyun looked in the direction of Qianbao.

The sun had not yet set, and the heavens and the earth were still filled with golden light, but the figure of the Qianbao could not be seen clearly, because the accumulated negative energy was as thick as a thick fog, covering everything within the range of gray, and when you think about it, you will not see the sun when you pass through it.

The group was not in a hurry to go deeper, night was approaching, it was not a good time for adventure, and it would be unwise to force the monsters to become stronger and the humans to be weakened. So they decided to spend the night at the watchtower and wait until tomorrow morning to do so.

The bonfire was lit, and everyone sat around, talking, laughing, and cooking. In addition to the eight members of the team, there are also three outposts who arrived early, all of whom are priests of the Lansendel Temple, who are not of high rank but will play an important role in the upcoming missions.

The food was cooked quickly, but Ye Guyun frowned, looking at the smorgasbord of strange colors and smells, and suddenly felt his appetite dissipate. He couldn't understand that after consuming a large number of quite good bacon, cheese, fruits, vegetables, and spices, it was still such a terrifying dish.

Ye Guyun looked at the black and white bears with an unkind face, he really wanted to beat these two chefs.

In all fairness, although he knew that the conditions in the adventure journey must be difficult, and sometimes it is fortunate to be able to satisfy his stomach, and he should not be picky, but when he really needs to face a bowl of pig food, Ye Guyun will still hesitate to resist, especially in the morning, he has had the most exquisite breakfast in the bustling and lively city.

In contrast, he was even more willing to accept the tasteless dry bread in his hand.

It's just that the others don't seem to have similar thoughts to Ye Guyun, they are holding their respective wooden bowls and eating deliciously, which makes him feel even more disgusting.

Shaking his head, Ye Guyun walked out of the sentry tower, performed light skills, and swept out quickly. After a while, he had an innocent hare in his hand: "Hmph!

Nothing was said all night.

The next morning, Ye Guyun woke up leisurely, but found that he was the last to get up.

Outside the watchtower, the Holy Warrior Kent and three Lansendel priests were sitting on their knees in prayer in the morning light. Lansender is the Lord of the Morning Sun, and his followers are naturally accustomed to praying at dawn, in fact, if there are other religious ceremonies in the temple that need to be completed during this time period, the four people here obviously don't need to perform much, just pray.

But you have to admire the piety of these three priests, who took turns keeping vigil last night, and who must have not slept enough, and then got up again so early to pray, and it is really hard to question their piety.

Not far from them, one on one side, were Mephis and Tours.

One is a warrior monk of the fire elemental god Korsus, and the other is a priest of Tyr, the god of justice, and Mephis and Tur are not strict about prayer times. But since the partners were praying, they simply did it at the same time.

Of course, prayer is an extremely important thing, and it is the designated way for priests and holy warriors to obtain daily divine magic! Of course, in the mouths of the vast majority of clergy, prayer is not utilitarian for the sake of gaining power, but for showing one's devotion to the gods. Perhaps only their gods can know if these people really think so.

Frank was sitting in the corner, holding a thick book of spells, memorizing spells.

It's preparing a spell, and memorizing spells is only part of it.

Preparing spells may be more important to mages than praying for priests, because preparing spells is the basis for arcane casting, and if you can't chant the right spells, you can't do the corresponding spell casting actions, and without the right spell casting materials, you can't cast any spell (except for mages who have mastered the supermagic specialty, but they still have to prepare spells, just briefly), and the delicate and weak mages, once they can't cast spells, their combat effectiveness is undoubtedly almost lost.

Because of this importance, no one would come over to disturb Frank, his surroundings were quiet, and perhaps he cast a silent enchantment around him.

On the other side, Weiss was silently wiping down her weapons, and farther away, McCarty and Dirkku were sorting out their gear. As fighters, their preparations are much simpler, and they can be summed up in four words. Don't understand? That's okay! The translation is to stay and don't move, so as not to waste your energy.

Suddenly, Ye Guyun's heart was filled with a sense of absurdity. Isn't this team in front of you the standard configuration of an online game dungeon team? The tactics are complete, ranged, melee, tank, scout, and all kinds of functions are lacking - are you sure this is really not a dungeon?

"So, what is my role? bastard, or the boss of the group?"