Chapter 232: The Fugitive Saints
Goethe, the High Priest who left the Dragon Cliff, left the Performing Priest Bach to keep the golden box containing the holy artifact, and marched through the Sun and Moon Forest to the borders of the Duchy of Itali, guarded by the priesthood, elves, dwarven armies, and eight dragons.
At first, Goethe was very cautious about defending the Hallows, allowing the elven and dwarven forces to open the way and the dragons to guard the wings, and after two days of marching, they reached the middle of the neutral zone, where the elven and dwarven armies bid them farewell and prepared to return to their respective capitals.
"High Priest, be careful on the way!" said Goethe before leaving, the elven and dwarven generals.
"Rest assured, the Sacred is as safe under the protection of the Priesthood as it is in the secret chambers of the Imperial Shrine Palace!" said Goethe confidently.
He said goodbye to the generals of the two tribes, and took the priesthood on the dragon's back, and flew through the forest at great speed, to the border of the Duchy of Itali, and the border fortress of the Duchy of Itali was already visible to the north along the main road.
"Alright, let's go to the border fortress, you go back, I don't want the soldiers and people of the border towns to see so many dragons suddenly appear around the fortress, it will create chaos and give the dark wizard a chance to take advantage of the fire!" Goethe said to the golden dragon at the head.
The dragons then placed the priesthood on the ground, said goodbye to them, and rose back to the Dragon's Valley, while Goethe and the Priest Bach led the priesthood along the road, with the dense jungle on the border of the Sun and Moon Forest to their right and the endless wilderness of the Glorious Plains on their left.
As he was walking, suddenly a man ran out of the road ahead, Goethe immediately waved his hand to stop the group, the priests stopped and watched vigilantly, Goethe squinted at each other, and saw that he was limping towards him.
"Stop, who?" exclaimed Goethe.
"High priest, it's me!" the man lifted the cloak from his head and waved his hand weakly, Goethe stared at him for a moment, and asked in surprise, "Philip, are you still alive?"
"High Priest, gods forbid, I will still live to see you, that damn lone wolf will kill me!" The ragged and unkempt dragon hunter stumbled up to Goethe, and fell at his feet with a thud, Goethe looked down at Philip and asked, "How did you survive?"
"After I fell into the sea that day, I swam all the way to the shore with good water quality, and I was worried that the lone wolf would let those damn dragons go to the beach where they found the dragon eggs and catch me, so I swam in the opposite direction, crossed the territory of the dwarves, and planned to go to the dragon hunter guild on Itali's side first, but I didn't expect to meet you here!"
Goethe nodded silently, asked the two priests to lift him up from the ground, and said with a serious face: "Philip, are you guilty?"
"High priest, I know it's wrong, in fact, I didn't want to do this, it's all because Job's gang keeps instigating me, I made a big mistake in a moment of greed, ask the high priest to forgive me!" Philip bowed and confessed.
"Well, anyway, your men are already dead, and it is the will of the Lord of the Gods that you can live, and since you have repented from your heart, I, as the messenger of the Holy Order, will certainly not inflict any punishment on you against the will of God, so forget it!" Goethe said with a magnanimous face.
"Thank you to the Lord God, thank you to the Holy Order, thank you to the High Priest!" said Philip gratefully.
"Come, come with us to the fortress, where you can recuperate for a while, and then go wherever you want, and this is my reward for helping me fight the lone wolf beforehand!" said Goethe, patting him lightly on the shoulder.
"Thank you, High Priest, and if I have the opportunity in the future, I hope to continue to help the High Priest until the lone wolf is brought to justice!" Philip said through gritted teeth.
"It's good that you have this heart, there will always be opportunities!" Goethe nodded with satisfaction, let the two priests help him to follow him, and ordered the priesthood to move on.
The group walked forward about a hundred meters away, Philip suddenly stopped, frowned and bowed his head to stop talking, Goethe looked back at him suspiciously and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"High Priestess, there seems to be someone over there!" said Philip, pointing to the woods in front of him.
Goethe looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw nothing but the shadow of a forest tree, and he looked back at Philippe in confusion and asked, "Are you mistaken?
"There really are people, I just saw a figure running over there in a flash!" Philip said nervously, pointing over there.
Goethe stared suspiciously at the jungle to which he was pointing, and was hesitating to send someone to take a look, when Philip suddenly took a dagger out of his sleeve and stabbed him in the abdomen of the unsuspecting Goethe, who screamed and fell to the ground with his bloody stomach in his hands.
"I'm sorry High Priestess, Lord William has given you more benefits than you, and that's all I can do!" shouted Philip, who was limping at this time, as he galloped in the direction of the fortress.
"Damn!" Goethe, who was being helped up by the priests, gritted his teeth, and before he could react, more than a dozen Void Hunters appeared around the priesthood at the same time, wielding the Void Scythe and slashing into the priesthood.
"Protect the Hallows!" Goethe shouted despite the sharp pain in his abdomen, and the priests hurriedly resisted, scuffling with the Void Hunters, but more Void Hunters and Dark Wizards continued to fight through the woods on the right side of the road, and the outnumbered priesthood was thrown into chaos.
"Quick, take the Hallows to the fortress, and leave me alone!" Goethe exclaimed hoarsely, pushing Bach, the executive priest with the gold box containing the Hallows in his arms.
The executing priest hesitated for a moment, left the high priest who had fallen to the ground with serious injuries, and rushed in the direction of the border fortress under the protection of ten priests.
"Chief, they're fleeing in the direction of the fortress!" a Void Hunter turned back to report to Hunter, the leader of the Void Hunters, as he saw Bach fleeing with a gold box containing a holy weapon.
"Hmph, let them go," Hunter sneered at the corners of his mouth hidden by the hood of his black cloak, "Lord William is waiting for them." ”
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After some time, the High Priestess Goethe, who had fallen into a coma due to his injuries, woke up, and his hazy vision reflected Tali's relieved expression, and she turned back to Rog beside her and said, "He's awake." ”
"High Priestess, where is the Hallow?" Rogge asked bluntly.
"Ba ...... ...... "Goethe said weakly, pointing in the direction of the fortress.
"Bach is heading to the fortress with the Hallows weapon?" Rogge asked anxiously.
Goethe nodded with all his might, but could not say a word, his face was as pale as paper after losing too much blood, and Tali on the side said anxiously when she saw this: "We must send him to the fortress for treatment, otherwise even if the bleeding from the wound stops now, he will still die of weakness!"
"Come, let's go to the fortress, I hope Bach is there!" Rogge put Goethe on Murphy's back, escorted by Catherine and Tully, and hurried all the way to the border fortress.
Unexpectedly, when they were less than a hundred meters away from the fortress, they suddenly saw the corpses of several priests lying at the intersection in front of them, and several soldiers were checking the situation next to the corpses.
"What's going on?" Rog stopped the crowd and hurried forward to see the bodies of the four priests staggered in a pool of blood, their faces, chests, and backs imprinted with the marks of the dark magic attack.
"Where is Bach? Has anyone seen Bach, the executive priest of the Wings of Light Priesthood?" Rogge anxiously turned back to ask a few soldiers, and the soldiers looked at each other, when Murphy and Tali helped the wounded Goethe to come closer, and several soldiers recognized the high priest and hurriedly asked about the situation.
Tali told the soldiers what had happened, and several of them told them that Bach had not made it to the fortress, and that they had just seen the corpse from the walls of the fortress and had been ordered to come and inspect it.
"Bach, they're gone from here!" said Rogge, pointing to the fork in the road on the right.
Everyone looked back in the direction he was pointing with concern, and heard Rogge say, "There are many footprints on the ground, and these heels are deeper than the soles of the feet left by the boots of the Void Hunters, and here there is a shoe print with flat soles from beginning to end, which should be left by the priest's cloth shoes!"
"You bring the High Priest back and let the doctor take care of his injuries, and let's continue to chase Bach, maybe before we catch up with them!" Rogge turned back and told Murphy to hand over Goethe to a few soldiers to take back to the fortress, and he himself and the three of them turned to the forest path, and hurried forward in pursuit.
"Lilith, keep flying along the road and see if you can find Bach's shadow!" Rogge instructed the owl as he ran, and Lilith immediately took to the air and flew high into the air to search for traces on the ground.
Rogge and the others followed the forest path, chasing the footprints on the ground as they ran, and after about five hundred meters, they found two more corpses of the priest, this time the cause of death was the throat cut by the void scythe, and the priest's cloth shoe footprints continued forward.
The four of them continued to chase forward for about a kilometer, and came to a fork in the road, where the footprints of the Void Hunters disappeared, and the footprints of the priests' cloth shoes continued to travel eastward, Murphy looked at the departing footprints on the ground, turned back to Rogge, and said, "This is the last fork in the road, and there is no way back to the human town." ”
At this moment, the little owl suddenly fell from the sky, landed on Rogge's shoulder, and said loudly, "I see the stinky priests!"
"Where?" asked Rogge and the others anxiously.
"Right ahead!" Lilith said, pointing to the road east with her wings.
"I'll go first, you guys will follow!" Rogge said to Murphy and the others, and galloped away at lightning speed, he asked the little furball that grabbed his clothes on his shoulders with his paws as he ran, "Except for the priests, have you seen anyone who has seen William?"
"No, just the stinky priest with the missing arm and his four men!" replied the little furball without hesitation.
Hearing this, Rogge's nervous mood relaxed a little, and he sped forward at full speed, leaving behind the rows of tall trees, and when he rushed out of the end of the forest path, the sight before him made him gasp.
"They seem to be gone, we're too late!" said Little Furball disappointed.
"That's right," said Rogge, looking out at the endless barren wetlands in front of him, smelling the steamy smell of corruption wafting from under his nose, "and they fled into the Swamp of Death......