The swooping arrows slammed into Tzeentch's divine spark shield, forcing Aaron to shift his attention from his memories to the enemy in front of him.

A shrill bark of dogs could be heard from the nearby forest, and several large vicious forest dogs roared wildly and rushed towards him.

Behind the vicious dog, several figures slowly stepped out of the woodland.

Aaron was immediately sure that there were four enemies, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

After a long journey through the deep forest, it was already November 1361 in the valley calendar, and after returning to the territory for a short rest for a day, Aaron was ready to set off for the Great Forest of Comanso.

With Disma and Renard leaving, Aaron found that he couldn't find a suitable teammate to go to the Comanso Forest together.

When he decided to keep Eleanor behind, Aaron had few teammates to find, so he quickly came up with the idea of his magical advisor, Barrell Moonflower.

As expected, Barrell Moonflower sternly refused.

"My Excellency, you only pay me 500 gold coins every month, even if you pay me 5,000 gold coins, 50,000 gold coins, I won't accept this job." The short and fat day elf shook his head repeatedly: "Spare me, I can provide all the help except for traveling together, but you want me to go with you to meet your runaway junior?" I don't want to go back to Avatar right now. ”

Barrell Moonflower said that he would not go, but in exchange, the short and fat day elf got out of the gentle country and the wind and moon field, and spent half a day telling Aaron in detail about the information about the mysterious Zonor and the history of the elf Komando Empire, and at the end he wrote a "letter of introduction" stamped with the Moonflower family seal.

"If you're in trouble, this letter of introduction might be of some help, remember, it's not useful for monsters, demons, monsters, and those evil aliens, but if you encounter powerful neutral magical creatures or spell shadows or elven lichs, try to show them my letter of introduction, and while they may not be willing to help you, at least they won't see you as an enemy."

Aaron had to admit that it was very shocking to hear the history of the Comanso Empire from the birth to the destruction from the mouth of a day elf, especially the "Weeping War", which can be called an epic war.

The tragic epic battle consists of 12 major battles, more than 80 recorded battles and countless skirmishes, which Aaron reminisced about again and again along the way.

Until his attention was interrupted by these vicious dogs.

The vicious dogs were obviously large dogs that had been raised, and when they saw Aaron, their eyes were red, and the hideousness and wildness in the dog's eyes were chilling.

Obviously, this is not the first time these beasts have attacked humans, or even eaten human flesh.

Judging from the bright red eyes of these vicious dogs and their breath, they should have demonic blood on their bodies!

Seeing that Aaron was stopped by the vicious dog he had unleashed, the four "gracious friends" continued to shoot, and several arrows followed the rustle of late autumn leaves, penetrated the clearing near Aaron's body, and inserted themselves into the ground covered with humus.

"............" Aaron squinted, he stared at the four humans in front of him, on the road to the valley from Cormier, four people dressed in tattered leather armor, holding long swords and daggers, and carrying large bows on their backs looked at him with unkind faces, the leader was obviously a ranger, he whistled, and several vicious dogs immediately surrounded Aaron in the middle.

"Leave the money and weapons behind, get out!"

Ranger yelled at Aaron with a machete in his hand.

"Hurry up, idiot, or we'll kill you!" Seeing Aaron's hesitation, the ranger triumphantly pointed at Aaron's nose: "Today we are in a good mood and don't want to bleed." ”

Aaron quickly looked at his surroundings, and after making sure that no one was outflanking him, he immediately recited a spell, then grasped the hilt of the Sword of the Dark Moon in one hand and the Staff of the Aluminous Night in the other.

"Buddy, borrow a way! I'm in a hurry to pass by and ignore you, you'd better not come to death! ”

Aaron said coldly.

Despite his cape, his charisma made several robbers hesitate, especially the Tzeentch flames that burned in the Aphotic Night, which were far more intimidating than words.

Stick your fingers, this man is a spellcaster!

Seeing the magical flame at the top of the staff, several bandits couldn't help but retreat.

Aaron didn't want to mess around with the killing, and he then motioned, "Get out of the way, now." ”

The four robbers visibly hesitated, they looked at each other, and the greed and anger in their eyes did not disappear.

Who has not had blood on his hands?

It's just that the person in front of them is a spellcaster, and they don't want to die.

A younger robber spat out: "Dude, where did you come from?" ”

"I have come from Baldur's Gate to the Valley of Shadows." Aaron said coldly.

The ranger at the head whistled intermittently, and when he saw Aaron's calm expression, his face was even more puzzled, and he made eye contact with his companions, as if discussing whether to retreat or not.

But when his eyes fell on Aaron's weapons and staff, the look of greed gradually overrode caution.

The caster means danger, but it also means a lot of loot!

As for the other side may be strong...... Don't be kidding, when a truly powerful mage travels, he either has a large group of followers before and after, or directly teleports or summons mounts, how can anyone walk alone?

Thinking of this, the Ranger Robber said to Aaron: "Dude, it's okay to think about it, this is our territory, if you want to live, you have to hand over something." ”

He reached out to Aaron's sword and staff.

"Weapons and wands, you've got to keep one!"

“？” Aaron didn't expect these robbers to be so wild, he told them that he was a spellcaster, and he still wanted to gather wool?

"That's how the valley welcomes strangers?" Aaron laughed, "I thought I was going to hear 'Welcome to the Valley, my friend,' but I heard the words 'Money Kills.'" ’”

"So you want money, or do you want your life?" The thinner warrior among the robbers pointed at Aaron and scolded, "Who are you scared of?" We have four people and eight big dogs! How many spells do you have? ”

"Now, put all the weapons and staff on the ground, we can let you live, or you can try?!"

"There's just no need to talk."

Aaron suddenly struck, and the Chaos Missile aimed at the heads of the four bandits, firing more than a dozen twisted beams in a row!

The four robbers couldn't react, the two robbers couldn't even struggle, and in an instant their heads exploded, and their heads were splashed with blood, and the ranger robbers screamed incessantly, and he ran backwards into the grass, and before the words fell, a cluster of sharp arrows flew out of the green forest like a wasp.

"Shining Robes!"

Aaron turned on the spot, the golden cloak replaced his original cloak, and the arrow was stopped, and several vicious dogs pounced on him one after another, scraping dents in the golden cloak with sharp teeth, and in the blink of an eye, Aaron's body was hung with seven or eight vicious dogs, each weighing at least 100 pounds, and they were now all wild beasts with no intelligence.

If a novice spellcaster comes, you have to be scared to the point of being overwhelmed.

Unfazed, the Child of Chaos took a deep breath and stomped on the ground, and the sky-pounding thorn explosion shook all the vicious dogs away.

He gasped slightly, leaning against the roots of an old tree, which was late autumn in the valley, and the first frost of the year had descended from heaven, and the leaves had turned golden.

Aaron grabbed the old mossy bark and injected Guillen's wind into his body, and the thorns spread along the roots, piercing the ground when the ranger robber fired the third arrow, piercing his wrist through, and the sharp sword of the dark moon sliced the bandit's neck with a single blow of the light of the moon blade emitted by the charge.

Now, with only one enemy and a few vicious dogs left, he turned around and tried to flee for his life.

A precise flaming arrow flew from behind and pierced his thigh, and the robber looked at the terrifying traveler in horror, and now, all hope was pinned on a few vicious dogs.

Aaron didn't keep him waiting long, he gripped the lightless night and tapped his staff on the ground.

Metallic Magic - Golden Hound!

There are as many golden hounds as there are vicious dogs, and the fangs of vicious dogs are naturally no match for the harder golden hounds.

In just a few seconds, all that remained on the ground were the corpses of vicious dogs that had been broken into several pieces or disemboweled.

Aaron came to the last robber, and was about to ask him something, when he sensed someone coming from not far away.

"You're done, here's the chief! You're done! Hahaha~ You're done! The last robber laughed wildly.

"No, you're done!" Aaron pressed his hand to the robber's head, and he whispered a few incantations before disappearing in place.

When the robbers finally approached, in addition to the bloody scene, they saw a large ball of flesh that was expanding rapidly, and could only be identified from the twisted face in the upper right corner of the ball, which had once been their accomplice.

"What is this?"

"What the hell is going on?!"

Without time to think, the giant meat ball more than two meters tall waved its tentacles and killed the group of bandits.

"Ahhhh

"Fight, fight!"

…………

The sky soon turned leaden gray, a cold wind blew, and Aaron felt that it might be raining, and he quickened his pace while thinking about why the robbers were here.

After creating a Chaos Egg to distract the bandits, he in turn figured out why there was a large army of bandits nearby - he saw many roadside corpses and the remains of the caravan of overturned carriage boxes.

Apparently, the bandits ambushed a caravan, so only four of them ambushed themselves.

How dare these robbers.

Aaron complained in his heart.

I, a master spellcaster, dare to come up and rob, I have warned you.

If he hadn't noticed that there were people nearby, he would have taken all four guys away with a single fireball spell.

It's just that Aaron has a faint feeling that the sanity of these robbers is a little abnormal, plus those vicious dogs with demonic blood, those eight vicious dogs are much stronger than the four robbers, but they are willing to obey the orders of the ranger who may not even be an elite.

The whole thing smelled strange, he had deliberately spared the life of a robber, wanting to ask what was going on with the robber, but it turned out that there was support, so forget it.

Following the information and map given by Ms. Raul, Aaron walked into a small valley, he saw the smoke of birds rising in the distance, in the midst of the wooden wall, a village was built here, Aaron noticed a lot of weeds at the door, the village guard asked Aaron what he was doing, Aaron took out an adventurer's badge and told them that he was here to stay, and the charisma made it easy for him to get the go.

Under the guidance of the guards, Aaron searched for houses with upside-down brooms or signs, and he walked through several smoky stone houses before finally stopping in front of a two-storey house with the words "Welcome to the Snow Forest" written on it.

According to Raul, Sandra Windchaser, a member of the Harper's League, is here, the owner of the Snow Forest Inn knows what it takes to find her, and Sandra will be able to help Aaron find his way into the Great Forest of Comanso - with less fighting, less trouble.

However, Ms. Raul also told Aaron that she hadn't been in contact with Sandra for many years, and that if Aaron wanted Sandra to help, he might need to pay some favors for it, which could be pure money, or he might have to offer some help in exchange.

The harpist is such a loose organization, the superiors do not have too strong binding force on the subordinates, and everyone can come together because of the constraints of morality and the simple sense of justice of human beings.

At the door of the hotel, a boy about ten years old was peeling potatoes, he was humming a song, and there was a basket of radishes and a bucket of water next to him, seeing Aaron appear, he stared at Aaron's face with a little curiosity, and after seeing his face clearly, the little boy was even more excited: "Sir, do you want to stay in the hotel?" ”

"Yes." Aaron nodded.

"Bell bell ~" The boy rang the gong, and Aaron pushed open the door and walked into the hotel.

"Welcome, guest."

The inn was filled with the smell of pine trees, and the stove had been lit, and from there there came the sound of talking. Aaron looked at the inside of the house, and for a moment thought he was back in the woods by the roadside. The inn is made of pine trunks as pillars, the house is dimly lit, and the stone floor is underfoot, and the cracks are filled with sawdust, and there are many small, hard-shelled insects running around.

The smell of food, the smell of human bodies, the sour smell of beer, and the musty smell of wood, only this time without Eleanor by his side, Aaron was not interested in his surroundings.

The innkeeper came: "Guest, do you want to eat or stay?" You're alone? ”

"Yes, I'm alone, accommodation, single room, good food, no alcohol." Aaron pulled out eight silver coins.

"Very well, you have made the right decision, we provide the best meals and lodging here, but you have to take care of your own property, and besides, don't do it in the hotel, I warn you, 20 miles from here is the Valley of Shadows, if you dare to do it, our Great Sage of Yinerminster and Your Excellency Storm-Silverhand, and the Great Lord of Helen-Silverhand will not ignore you, we will throw you out and declare you persona non grata!" The innkeeper said half ostentatiously, half warningly.

"Really? Have you seen the Great Sage of Yin Er? Aaron smiled with interest, "I don't believe it. ”

"We've all seen the Great Sage here!" The innkeeper was a little angry, and he yelled at the drinkers in the shop, "Raise your hand if you have seen the great sage!" ”

Everyone raised their hands, including Aaron.

"What's your name, young man?" Seeing Aaron raise his hand, a hint of surprise flashed in the innkeeper's eyes.

"Aaron, Aaron Sarian, from Susar." Aaron propped his chin and smiled.

The atmosphere in the hotel was suddenly suffocated.

The innkeeper's mouth opened wide: "Aaron Salian, you are the 'King Bearer', Aaron Salian, one of the Five Heroes of Arabell?" ”

"Yes."

The arrogant boss's expression changed drastically, and he immediately used his hairy hands to quickly buckle the buttons on his chest, straighten his body, and saluted Aaron: "Begle Dell, I've heard your name!" Lucy, Berger, hurry up to meet Your Excellency the King! ”

"Here!" The proprietress and the kid who was peeling potatoes outside put down their work.

Aaron instantly became the focus of the audience.

He greeted them politely, thanked the innkeeper in particular, and then ignored their accostings, signaling that he should have something to eat first, and then asked the innkeeper about Sandra the Wind Chaser.

"Please wait, you will have dinner first, and I will have someone go to Sandra."

Aaron nodded, and he immediately buried his head in the local food of the valley and stole at the crowd around him.

In the corner of the inn, there sat several burly men and women in burlap clothes, sweaty and smelly, and Aaron could see at a glance that they were probably local farmers, and since they had entered the farm time after harvesting the farm, they should have returned from odd jobs and eaten at the hotel.

On the other side of the inn are a handful of mercenaries and adventurers, many of whom try their luck every year in the Lost Strono, whose equipment and wealth they carry with them often become new treasures for those who come after them to discover.

Of course, they may just be ordinary mercenaries, taking on nearby missions.

It was then that the conversation between the two adventurers caught Aaron's attention.

"Have you heard?"

"What did you hear?"

"The other day, someone saw an elf in Comanso! Living elves! ”

"A living elf? Didn't all the elves of Comanso move away? ”

"Yes, the elves should all have moved away, but ah, Alma said that he dared to swear to the king of war, he really saw the elves, the living elves, they gathered together, I don't know what they are discussing~"

"Elves are elves, what's all the fuss, normal, it's said that those elves out there don't always want to reclaim Mistrono? Every now and then, a couple of spies come in. ”

"No, no, no, the elves that Alma saw were different from those elves outside, completely different!"

"The elf he saw had red horns and black bat wings."

"It's like the devil!"