The sound only appeared for a moment before it disappeared.

By the time Heine's perception approached the feather, it had become unwavering.

It's like this guy who asked for help has been holding back for a lifetime and saved up like this.

That's it.

At this time, seeing that there were more and more dwarves coming around, Sabellia hurriedly shouted:

"Help! I am Elimont, the Child of the Wind! Get this damn skeleton out of the way! ”

This was his last chance.

After all, this "vest" has an extraordinary identity in Eagle Wing City.

In normal times, this trick may still work.

But the people who were gullible enough to believe him and the Golden Tooth had become undead.

The people present were all from Lao Huo Tong Street, and they didn't approve of this son of the wind who came out of thin air in their hearts.

What's more, the holy beast Eli only has a wisp of remnant soul left, where will they believe his nonsense.

Someone even stepped forward and spat angrily.

"Phew! You blasphemer, you impostor! ”

Sabellia's heart chilled.

Could it be that the Golden Tooth has confessed everything?

It's good that he didn't speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the anger of those dwarves seemed to find an outlet, and they surrounded him one by one with unkind eyes.

"What evil are you doing with Goldfang!?"

"Yes, let's honestly explain how the holy beast was killed!"

"Where is the real Windchild?"

Oops, I'm asking for the wrong person......

Sabellia's thoughts turned sharply, and her eyes fell on Heine.

He had already guessed the identity of the other party.

The other party was the owner of the skeleton, and the young man who stood beside Barry Githil that day.

It's the existence that makes him regret not being at the beginning!

I should have taken him with me!

"Help me! Don't let them kill me, you know who I am, right? I'm Sabellia Whisper, the Ranger of the Jungle Winds, let me go, and I can tell you where my treasure is! ”

Not only did he invent a treasure, but he also used the Elven language.

And it's different from the elves of Silverwing and Janglu, and it's very similar to Linum.

It is estimated that it is the language characteristic of the mourning wood valley, which is called an authentic.

Heine had determined by this time that the sound was coming from this feather.

Since it became a level 5 equipment before it was obtained by Sabellia, there must have been a soul bound to it.

And listening to Mr. Sa's description, Sabellia personally unbound himself during the trial space, which allowed the energy in the feathers to flow to him.

Most of the time, it is for this reason that I can hear this cry for help.

Heine approached him with a feather: "Whose soul is this?" ”

Sabellia's heart chuckled.

It cooled down in half.

He prepared a stomach full of nonsense, all of which became useless.

He simply let it go.

"I can tell you all the secrets about the Bow of Sighs, but you must let me go!"

The Bow of Sighs?

Heine pretended to be puzzled: "You mean that the soul above this is related to the Bow of Sighs?" ”

Sabellia was silent.

He knew that every word he said was overdrawing his hopes of survival.

Heine didn't care if he continued to talk about it, he only had to start a conversation and the others would discuss it.

Mr. Sa: "? The Sigh Bow even has a secret? ”

Teacher Xia: "Huh? Aren't you half-elves? Why don't you know this? ”

Mr. Sa: "Have you studied "Longzhong Pair"? ”

Teacher Xia: "......? ”

There is no need to continue the rest of the conversation.

Teacher Xia: "...... You're really good, you're a fast learner. To be serious, when you weren't there, Sister Belly Black taught us a lesson, she said that every piece of equipment above level 5 was bound to the soul of a strong man in the same camp.

"Since Sabellia was the master of the Sighing Bow, it is impossible to be the one who created the Sighing Bow."

Mr. Sa: "Then this is too miserable, living to work for the camp, and having to be made into equipment when you die?" ”

Guardian Kite: "Laugh, the people of the Shadow Temple have to go to the Shadow Realm to work for a lifetime when they die, for life." ”

…

Seeing that they were discussed, Heine did not bother with the mysterious Sabellia.

The former elven ranger still doesn't understand what kind of job awaits him.

Since he was not in a hurry, Heine was not in a hurry.

The crowd returned to the airship and flew back to its original height.

This is an excellent viewing platform.

Eagle Rank Mountain is now a battlefield of holy light and death.

The lich's roar came from the top of the mountain, each sound accompanied by a steady stream of dead air coming from all directions, struggling to resist the encirclement of the light.

Sabellia looked at the scene in front of her in a daze, and her heart was mixed.

The lich body was something he had given up to survive, but now that it was thrown away, no one had run away.

To watch it be engulfed by the holy light little by little, there is really an indescribable sourness.

It's all so miserable, Heine has to make up for it.

"Your presence makes Golden Fang feel strongly threatened, which is why he will agree to the people of Eternal Dawn to build a Holy Light Storage Well here."

Heine said.

Although Golden Tooth didn't say so, it didn't affect him to make it up.

Sabellia's expression was indeed more complicated.

Suddenly, a light flickered in the sky in the distance, like a sharp golden arrow piercing the cloudy sky.

Tuba was stunned: "That's ...... Griffin of the Talon Dwarf? ”

“…… Can't dwarves give names to their tribes without the image of 'eagles'? Heine couldn't help but complain.

"It's the result of optimization."

Simon couldn't help but join in: "When the Lion King opened up the southern trade route, a total of four 'Eagle Feather Mountains', six 'Eagle Wing Dwarves', nine 'Alpine Dwarves', and countless 'Stone Heart Tribes' were recorded. ”

Heine: "So what's the matter with that griffon?" ”

Simon looked at the golden light that swirled across the sky.

It suddenly spun around twice at a specific frequency, and then shot out a flash of light and exploded.

Simon's face changed slightly: "It's the Scout Griffon of Eternal Dawn, and the other horseman just released the signal flare."

"I've heard that Eternal Dawn has a team dealing with the fugitive dead air near Deathclaw Mountain, and this must be it. You know, it's the duty of the people of gold. ”

"It's Ian Hoddle's archaeological team, and they've dug up an ancient mausoleum."

Tuba explained, "The death gas leaked from there caused him to kill two assistants on the spot, and the matter was reported to the Sky City. ”

Hearing this, Heine couldn't help frowning slightly.

There are people of gold around here...... And still shaking people?

These guys can't rob his boss, can they?

Suddenly, a string of experience floated in the direction of Eagle Rank Mountain.

This is undoubtedly a kill experience.

Heine was stunned.

This goat brother is too rolly, right?

……

In fact, catching sheep is not rolling.

He's actually here to save people.

It has to do with his character.

He is also a well-behaved person in the game, although this makes him seem out of place at first.

But as a smart person, he is very good at blending in.

For example, after he met Mr. Xia's group, he perfectly integrated into the rhythm of his brothers, yin and yang all day long, saying abstract words that were not relied on.

But when alone, he sticks to his principles.

Like now, he didn't think the entire city of Eagle Wings should be abandoned.

But he will not stubbornly enforce justice and be a pedantic and old-fashioned knight.

That would only bring a loss of interest to the collective.

Only now is the time when he will live up to his philosophy.

It's a completely safe environment.

The lich was trapped on the top of a hill, and the whole city was open to him.

So walking in the rich light, he returned to Eagle Wing City.

He indiscriminately kills all the undead he sees along the way.

It's also easy to discern.

If the concentration of the holy light is so high, it must be the undead who are on fire.

Some of the undead have been burned to death, and what he did is kill all that were not.

At the same time, look for survivors and solve the hidden dangers around them.

Or a hidden danger among them.

He carried a translucent "blast shield" snatched from the corpse, and held a bone cleaver in the other hand.

Along the way, chopping melons and vegetables is like cutting wheat.

Suddenly, a sense of crisis came from the alley next to me.

He took half a step back and lowered his center of gravity, his shield lying in front of him.

Bang!

A strong force slammed into it.

Retreating slightly, he grabbed the sheep and slashed it with a backhand.

The monster screamed and soared into the air, and it turned out to be an undead monkey.

The Eagle-winged Dwarves did not give up hunting altogether, but only the ancient rules of hunting and the reverence for intelligent life.

For example, the monkey in front of them is the object of their capture and abuse for fun.

As a result, it became the most difficult type of undead to deal with.

The monkey flipped several times in the air, deftly pulling away and baring his teeth defiantly at him.

Its elongated, jet-black claws still had fresh blood stains.

The sheep catcher struck the shield with a bone cleaver and made a defiant gesture.

The monkey squatted slightly, and was about to jump.

Suddenly, a pale golden energy warhammer flew out and slammed into it, smashing it into a pulp.

Judgment Hammer??

The sheep turned to look.

A paladin with silver hair and a single ponytail jumps off the back of a griffin.

was looking at him with a strange expression.

Sorry the computer is broken, so it's late. These chapters are saved with a mobile phone.,There are typos to help me click to correct the error, thank you! :D

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