Heine's meaning is clear.

Don't forget, I saved the lives of you people.

Gray Moon's eyes flickered, and many thoughts passed through her heart one by one.

She even thought about hurting people and holding each other hostage.

But Mr. Sa's arrow just now still made her heart palpitate.

What's more, there was this burly Holy Light Skeleton standing behind the other party......

Since the other party can manipulate the undead to shoot an arrow before she reacts, she naturally has time to protect herself.

In any case, it's a stupid idea.

"I'll settle them first, and then I'll follow." She whispered.

The tiredness between her brows couldn't hide it at all, but so did the persistence in her eyes.

"Okay."

Heine left her alone and beckoned everyone to go.

Seeing him turn around, Gray Moon finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But then it was as if all the strength of the whole body had been drained, and exhaustion came like a tide.

The conversation between the two was not hidden, and the people behind Gray Moon surrounded one after another, their faces worried.

"Big sister, I'll go with you!"

"yes, you're almost at the limit......"

"Stop messing around." Gray Moon shook her head.

Except for the dead Maimie, who was a shapeshifter, she was mostly followed by young scouts and sentinels with little combat power.

But thanks to their knowledge of this flower garden, as well as their reconnaissance ability, it has barely supported it for more than a month.

"Why don't you give him that bow?" Someone asked in a whisper.

"Because this is our bargaining chip, and it is also the last bargaining chip."

Gray Moon said with a serious face.

"Let's go."

…

The speed of the large army was not slow, and they soon met with Gray Moon and the others.

Rows of torches and fiery human warriors with horns are shoveling dirt.

The fire is soaring and lively.

This picture directly dumbfounded the surviving elves.

This is the reinforcements?

Who believes this??

It's not like they haven't dealt with human soldiers in the mountains of McCalall......

Can ordinary people who can't even compare to the half-elf militia in Green Leaf Town now be able to go out to work with the power of withering?

When did that human lord named Saiwen become so powerful?

What about the shadowy glow on those warriors?

"Big, big sister, have we really been trapped for more than a month?"

“…… I'm not sure. ”

Gray Moon's tone was complicated.

She regretted it a little.

I seem to think a little too highly of myself......

This bow may not be a big deal.

It's nothing to yourself.

"Hello, lady."

Bedwell took the initiative to step forward, whether it was the silver ponytail or this friendly face, it was extremely reassuring.

In this situation, a paladin who should have surprised people is nothing.

Xiaobei: "Please come with me here, there is an airship to take you back to Luye Town." ”

"Fly...... Airship? ”

There were exclamations of shame from the crowd.

Someone cautiously asked, "Yes...... Is it a dwarven airship? ”

The elves of the Emerald Leaf Court had only heard of its name, but had never seen it with their own eyes.

"Yes, an airship from Eagle Wings."

It's true......

Many people have lost their eyes and have lost their ability to think.

This group of hillbillies who were blocked by the Four-Power Pact even drove the airship?

What really happened during this time......

Xiaobei continued: "Green Leaf Town has set up a camp for the elven villagers around here, please come with me. ”

"Are you the one of the Eternal Dawn?" Gray Moon asked suddenly.

Becky nodded.

"What about the reinforcements you promised?" Gray Moon frowned and looked at him, "You said that you would send someone to support the garrison of the Blighted Trace as soon as possible, what happened?" ”

"Support?"

Xiaobei was also stunned: "When did it happen?" ”

"Four months ago, when we last changed guards, Silverwing said that reinforcements from Eternal Dawn would arrive soon, do you mean you're the so-called 'support'?"

Xiaobei's face suddenly became ugly.

He pulled out the notebook full of mission logs.

It reads:

"Four months ago, an unauthorized trial of the Holy Light descended on the Burial Ground Academy to investigate the matter"

No matter how naïve he is, he should know that this matter has something to do with those three inexplicable energy storage wells.

Add to that this so-called "pledge of support......

Suddenly, a trembling voice came from behind Gray Moon.

"Big sister, I'...... I smell bugs! Fast! ”

"What?"

Becky was startled, but Gray Moon had already made a move.

The rumors of her life have made her highly mentally sensitive and have absolute trust in her companions.

The kid in the team was allergic to the secretions of those monsters in the insect-plagued area, so he was temporarily transferred.

The bugs in charge of scouting will release things to mark the point of attack, so there must be a large swarm of bugs gathering!

She didn't care that this was someone else's soldier, and she quickly jumped forward and jumped onto a tree.

"Enemy attack—

"Watch out for the skies—"

……

The other side.

Heine and his party advanced to the deepest part of the flower disaster area early.

Brother Warrior's desire to fight was vented on these flowers and plants, and it was like a storm crossing along the way.

Although the boss is gone, the elite monster is still there.

However, no matter what shape or characteristics the elite monster is, it will survive in front of him for a maximum of two rounds.

Pull the stem out of the root, and then tear it by hand.

"It's not enough, it's not enough!"

Brother Warrior was roaring, his fiery eyes staring at the air somewhere.

He craves a real quality opponent.

For example, a wanderer who has become stronger again.

Teacher Xia: "Damn, why did he lock me up again?" Why did I dive? ”

Catching sheep: "His current 'combat concentration' is estimated to be level six, and your sneaking is only level six, this distance is enough." ”

Teacher Xia: "Damn, I'm actually the first ...... to be caught up by the aborigines at the skill level"

Mr. Sa: "Think of a way, my Xia, that's all there is to the fifth-level boss?" ”

Teacher Xia: "Get out! ”

…

Ignoring the idle guys, Heine's attention was on the "communication station" in front of him.

It is a small mage tower.

The closer you get here, the more Ember threads are attached to the plants.

Except for some clinging to the ground, most drifted into the distance wrapped in a thick fog.

There is Quelkus.

"There are some elite creatures that are directly controlled by Quirkus, is this due to distance, or is it a subjective will?

"According to the player, isn't that tree still sleeping? Could it be that it can control living things in its dreams? ”

Confused, Heine gestured to catch the sheep.

"Smash it open."

Syllable!

The sheep catcher with a shield in both hands was like a pitch-black battering ram, directly smashing the gate covered with thick vegetation.

The plants entrenched in the darkness poured out in unison, sweeping towards the intruders.

After a bang, golden flames escaped from the doorway, and even the windows were shattered by the impact......

The flames scattered and rushed everywhere, and flames hung upside down from the ceiling.

Heine also had a fuller understanding of the malleability of the skill of devotion.

This thing is scarier than a fire oil float......

After a few minutes, the entire building was cleared, leaving only the locked secret room at the very top.

Next to it is a window, and outside is the endless green mist, like a thick sea of clouds.

Almost the entire Mage Tower has been left its mark by withered plants.

Only this door was clean, and not even dust fell.

Under the pupil of the dead, all the threads of embers converge here.

It's a connection thinner than a hair, from the window, from the feet, from the air.

They seemed to be everywhere, layered in layers like slime molds, painting the entire door black.

"Go outside and move freely.

"If you can't stand it, I haven't woken up yet, just take me away."

Heine commanded.

A "good" pops out of the top of the sheep's head.

Seeing them leave, Heine took a deep breath and no longer suppressed his emotions.

From the moment he saw this black door, his anger was rising.

This is not the intersection of connections, this is the morgue of countless primordial spirits.

The silk threads of embers that had accumulated here were like some kind of necrotic nerve endings, which had solidified into their most primitive form.

The dark rage sensed his emotions and crawled out of the bottle, putting on a pair of black gloves for him.

As he pressed his hand against the door, the silent black embers seemed to suddenly find a home and rushed towards him.

They converge, flow, condense.

In a matter of moments, an evening dress was knitted.

Heine's expression was indifferent, as if none of this had anything to do with him.

He pushed the door slightly, and a large, dangling silver ball came into view.

Threads of embers from all directions merge into it.

Unlike the necrotic things on the door, each thread in front of me represents an active withered creature.

Heine's perception envelops the sphere.

He heard Yuan Ling responding to him enthusiastically.

"You're finally here~"

(End of chapter)