Soon.

Relo, Orn, and Angela also stood on the altar.

Four others.

A black-armored heavy sword soldier in his twenties, with a meticulous expression, looked at Lei Luo, Orn and the others with envy in his eyes, knowing that these were all nobles who had studied in St. Granburg, and he was also eager to obtain a noble title and change his fate through his own efforts.

The two freelance scholars who came together, a man and a woman, were already in their twenties, and for the students of the Academy of Sciences, it was indeed a bit old if they had not found a media partner at this age, but for freelance scholars, it was normal.

Finally, there was the grinning gladiatorial werewolf.

The werewolf is nearly two meters tall, his athletic body is full of wild strength, and his aggressive and unruly gaze looks around at several humans on the altar, which makes people feel very uncomfortable, but he is afraid of this guy's oppressive force, and he doesn't say anything.

"Hmph. ”

Angela snorted coldly, under her fiery red hair, her eyes looked at the werewolf, and a wisp of contempt appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Freedom has become a constraint for a beast like you, and the cage and whip are your destination, and it just so happens that I lack a specimen of a werewolf in my laboratory. ”

The werewolf was stunned, licked his lips, looked down at Angela condescendingly, chuckled and spat out human language.

"Your meat must be delicious. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled coldly, as if they had already taken each other as their prey.

The old priest frowned when he saw this, because the preparation time was too hurried this time, being able to organize such a special level of inquisitors in just one week was already the limit of the temple, and the organizational discipline really couldn't ask for too much.

"Ready to teleport. ”

The altar under his feet suddenly came with a great oppressive force.

Lei Luo snorted, feeling as if he was going to be pulled into noodles, dizzy and nauseous beyond words.

Meanwhile.

Outside the altar, the old scholar who studied the science of time and space suddenly froze.

I saw that in the space-time altar, the werewolf who was still sneering at Angela at the previous moment was actually struggling in pain under the energy transmitted by the altar at this moment, and after a few moments, he let out a terrible wail, wanting to escape from the altar's teleportation range.

However, the structure of the power of space is extremely delicate and complex, and the existence of the power of space is specialized in research, and it is only a superficial use, and once it is initiated, it is not controllable at all.

After a brief moment of astonishment, the old scholar suddenly thought of something, and he jumped like thunder.

"This idiot! He even tried to hide his strength in the process of space-time teleportation? Can you fool others, can you fool the subtle mass structure of the power of space!"

With a "buzz", the altar energy is exhausted, and the teleportation ends.

After the werewolf on the altar let out a hysterical wail, in front of everyone's eyes, there was a "bang" and exploded into a pool of blood.

Seeing this, many people waiting for the teleportation couldn't help but be taken aback and gasp.

"This idiot was crushed to death by the power of space, and the other party has already noticed the smuggling on our side! Quick, speed up the teleportation! Hmph, if anyone still has the hidden strength to kill themselves, just come up!"

This werewolf who confronted Angela actually hid his strength and died here for no apparent reason.

The old priest's face was ugly.

"I just don't know where those six people were teleported to because of this guy's accidental interference, and one of them was sent by the High Priest himself to the Royal Academy of Sciences. ”

"Don't blame it, master, it's the instinct of these gladiators to preserve their strength, and the stupid guy who likes to show off has long since died in the gladiatorial arena, but he shouldn't be showing off in front of the great goddess of wisdom. ”

The attendant in charge of replacing the energy hedron was mocking the stupid werewolf and worrying about the temple's mission.

......

Space warp fluctuations.

With a "bang", Lei Luo fell to the ground.

"Woo, cough, cough, cough, cough......"

Under his feet was a strange black dirt, exuding a rotten fishy smell, and then Lei Luo's legs weakened, and he stumbled to his knees on the ground, instinctively turned on the dragon pattern guard, and spit out the contents of his stomach with a wow, his face pale.

"Where is this?"

The first time to do a good job of vigilance instinct, Lei Luo ignored his weakness, looked around, and did not find anyone.

The towering trees stretch out in a row, tens of meters long, and the bark is covered with lilac patterns, like twisted howling grimaces, faintly shining a trace of pure moonlight from the gaps in the shadows of the trees.

With an ugly face, Lei Luo realized that something seemed to have happened during the teleportation.

Faintly perceiving something, Lei Luo raised his foot, looked at the black dirt under the shoe prints, faintly squirming like an earthworm-like red thing, frowned and lowered his head, took out tweezers and picked up one to observe carefully, and muttered, "Ghost fireworm?"

Ghost fireflies can only be born in those places where the long-standing energy crystal veins and ancient battlefields die, and there are so many ghost fireflies here, doesn't it mean that there must be an extremely precious ore vein here, or a super-large ancient battlefield?

"Hiss......"

Knowing that what the Temple of the Goddess of Wisdom and the Temple of War are competing for must be extraordinary, Lei Luo took a deep breath and took out the map.

"How did you end up here, Wailing Banshee Forest?"

It was pitch black all around, and it was impossible to tell the direction, so I could only observe the terrain with the help of the occasional moonlight in the shadows of the trees.

Fortunately, except for the strange trees, the vegetation was not very abundant, and after a while, Lei Luo faintly heard a roar not far away.

Fight?

Lei Luo quickly turned around and walked briskly towards the roar.

In a short time, he saw a young soldier in chain mail, armed with a heavy sword, slashing at the translucent objects that were chasing him.

This man was the soldier of the fortress who stepped onto the altar with Lei Luo.

The strength is really strong, and this soldier actually slashed the Wailing Banshee, who is immune to most physical damage, to a lot darker.

"Fool! this is just a low-level banshee who didn't give birth to a resentful pearl!"

Relo tried to lurk in the dirt as much as he could, and retreated silently.

"The eyesight of the wailing banshee is close to zero, but the perception of sound is extremely keen, the soul wail of the adult banshee is a direct attack on the spiritual soul, especially in the wild, these banshees can gather a large amount of death power, the strength is amazing, such a roar is simply asking for their own death!"

After Lei Luo retreated dozens of meters, there was an explosion with a "boom", and the wailing banshee, which had been entangled, was actually thrown out by this soldier and exploded to pieces.

"Damn! Wasted a black powder bomb!"

The soldier muttered in frustration.

In the distance, Lei Luo's heart moved.

The black powder bomb is one of the practical props invented by the Principality of Utolan, which belongs to the disposable consumables of low-level soldiers, not only black powder bombs, but also fire guns, magic crystal cannons, balloon airships, steam armored vehicles, steel puppet warriors, microscopes, astronomical telescopes, spar lamps, etc., are all inventions of the Principality of Utolan.

Unfortunately, because of the burning-at the stake hundreds of years ago, the Church strictly controlled the inventions of the Duchy of Utolan, similar to the Gran Academy of Natural Sciences during martial law, resulting in many things being listed as prohibited items by the Church and could only be used exclusively by the Aurora Empire of Light.

In this way, although the Duchy of Utolan has maintained a royal family for nearly a hundred years, its actual status is almost equivalent to that of the special province of the Great Empire of Aurora.

Even the goddess of harvest, whom Utolan once believed, left the principality on her own initiative, gradually shrinking the power of the temple into a small country.

"This guy, I don't know how to get a practical weapon of utopia. ”

Woo......

Above Lei Luo's head, an even more powerful wailing banshee floated by, and the powerful death energy aura made Lei Luo's body in the dirt tense, and only after the banshee that the power of death was completely gone, Lei Luo slowly raised his head.

The soldier hadn't gone far when he was attacked again by an even more powerful wailing banshee, and was about to fight back in terror, only to see this translucent banshee shrouded in death mist, revealing a miserable white devilish face, and let out a scream of "ah".

The nearby woods seemed to tremble.

The soldier's body trembled, two blood stains flowed from his nostrils, and after a moment his face was full of horror, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't say it at all, and his eyes gradually turned white.

Followed by.

The soldier's light blue spiritual body energy, which was like a substance, was forcibly pulled out of his body by the banshee's wail!

"Grievance beads. ”

Lei Luo noticed that in the body of this wailing banshee, a gray bead was talking about the energy absorption of these light blue spirit bodies.

The instinct of the scholar and Lei Luo's desire to anatomy made his breathing involuntarily become much heavier.

But then, as the second and third wailing banshees swarmed in, Lei Luo completely extinguished the idea of sneak attack, and carefully lay down in the dirt.