"Fruit?" Gell thought for a moment, taking out the uneaten red fruit in his pocket, "Is this it?"

"That's right, this is it. Grand Duke Mutombo smiled and said, "It tastes good." ”

"It tastes good, I'm sorry to pick it up without your permission. Gehr bowed and made an apologetic gesture.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's a good thing that you like it, those guys don't have that vision, I'm still wise, hah!ha!" Grand Duke Mutombo laughed with satisfaction.

"Here's this, to you. ”

A folded leaf fell into Gehr's hand.

Gehr opened it, and inside was a packet of seeds.

"Since you like it, then I'll bother you with one thing. ”

"Speak. Gehr gathered the seeds.

"Help me to be a little more diverse, preferably in a few decades, so that this kind of fruit grows everywhere in the world, and let those who don't know how to appreciate understand that I am right. Grand Duke Mutombo said with resentment.

"It's my pleasure. Gehr cupped his chest and saluted.

"Very well, come back to me when you do that, I'll surprise you. ”

Gehr smiled slightly, turned around, and quickly left with Belif and Carmelita, who were waiting for him, down the passage that had come here.

......

"It has the title of Grand Duke for what is there. Walking through the dimly lit passageway, Gehr asked Belif in front of him.

"I don't know, but its dukedom dates back to the Briggs dynasty, and it says it was bred by some member of the royal family of Briggs. There has been an official canonization, as for what will become what it is now. It won't say. Belif walked ahead and replied without looking back.

"Carmelita. Have you heard anything about Grand Duke Mutombo?"

Gehr turned his gaze to the goddess official beside him, but unfortunately, the erudite goddess official only shook his head in return.

Leaving their doubts behind them for a moment, Gehr and the others made it through the passage without a hitch, and joined up with the Gudar who had remained in front of the entrance of the passage.

Now that it was getting dark, it was not wise to make a walk through the woods at this time.

In fact, Gudar had already arranged a camping place for tonight when they went to meet the Grand Duke of Mutombo in Belif.

It was a clearing near a small stream, and after inspection, it was not only a good source of water, but also provided some fresh fish. Makes tonight's meal a little more abundant.

According to Beliff, this is within the power of Grand Duke Mutombo, so there are no large predators and terrible indigenous tribes, and it is safe to rest here.

After a night's rest, the convoy set off again, this time targeting the Altar of Gumur.

In the following days, the convoy did not encounter any problems, not only because of the accuracy and validity of the maps provided by Grand Duke Mutombo, but also because everyone in the convoy was now considered elite. The worse ones have been eliminated.

Seven days later, on the edge of the swampy area in the middle of the Great Fidak Forest, a convoy was moving quietly.

The dampness, the stench, and the occasional ankle-sinking dirt were the convoy owners' reflections of the swampy edge.

"There should be two or three days to go. I remember from that map that after leaving the swampy area, the Altar of Gumur was almost there. Gell tilted his head. Looking at the unchanging bleak scenery outside the car window, he said.

"Let's be careful. Something is wrong...... "Camerita whispered.

Gehr nodded, and touched the part that was tied to the inside of the calf. There's a small, inconspicuous bump.

It was a small dagger made from the claws of Rakumo, made by Gehr from the broken claws that he had deliberately hidden when he met Rakumo on the ship.

Although this claw is very sharp, there is still nothing to be done about this chain, Gehr can only retreat, get the sharp part of his claw off, and turn it into two short daggers, one for each of Carmelita, which is the last means for the two to protect themselves.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped.

Gehr looked outside, and there was no sign of danger, so he got out of the carriage and took a look.

After getting out of the carriage, Gehr saw that Belif and Goodard were discussing something at the front, but by this time their discussion had come to an end, and before Gehr could walk over, Belif had already disappeared into the woodland ahead with a group of people who had left.

Seeing this, Gehr stopped stepping forward. Bertalman and Booms, though under the control of Belif and Goodard, could not vent their hatred for Gehr and Carmerita, but it was always inevitable to try to embarrass Gehr, and the others couldn't say anything, and now that Belif was gone, Gehr was completely bored by coming forward now.

Gell wandered around the carriage for a moment, then made a convenient appearance and went to the grass behind a tree trunk, quietly dug up a handful of purple weeds on the ground and put it in his pocket, and walked back to the carriage before the guard followed.

This grass is called Wattle Grass, and it contains a strong narcotic component, but it is a good material to be used to apply weapons or to heal wounds, and it was discovered by accident when Gehr was staying in the swamp area these days, and now he has taken the opportunity to collect a little for backup.

In a short time, Belif and his party who had left the group returned, a few fewer in number, and the rest were all with a strong bloody aura, and based on similar actions these days, Geerzhi said that they should have exterminated another small tribe of aborigines.

Although there is a detailed map provided by Grand Duke Mutombo, it can only be used as a reference, after all, there are too many strange races in the forest, this kind of small tribal movement is very frequent, and the convoy will inevitably encounter, and these aborigines have always had little contact with friendship, greedy and bloodthirsty, and will attack as soon as they see the convoy, so now as soon as the convoy meets the small tribe of the aborigines, the armed personnel of the Holy Spirit Sect will take the lead in launching a sneak attack.

It's just that even if it is a sneak attack, it is inevitable that someone will be injured or even die for various reasons. It looks like two more have been attribution today.

Gell saw that there was nothing to do, and got into the carriage again.

Soon. The carriage started again, quickly throwing the scenery out of the window behind.

......

Two days later. The convoy had broken out of the swamp area and officially entered the outer jungle of the Altar of Gumur.

As we approached the Gulmul Altar, the canopy above our heads became denser and denser, and even if the sun was scorching, less than half of the sunlight could shine in, but fortunately there were no enemies here, or all those who entered this area had been wiped out by the rulers here.

As a relic of an ancient and powerful dynasty, the current Gulmul Altar is not without an owner, just like the foul-smelling fellow that Grand Duke Mutombo said. However, Mutombo hated the owner of the Gumur altar. But it also clearly has some scruples about it or them.

So if Belif and the others want to reach the Altar of Gumur successfully to accomplish their goal, there are still quite serious tests waiting for them before they can do so.

Moreover, the test soon appeared.

After entering the area, the armed personnel of the Holy Spirit Cult had raised the security level to the highest level, especially the sentries wearing yellow-green camouflage leather armor, long daggers strapped to their thighs, and armed with bows and arrows, scattered around the convoy, monitoring every move around the perimeter.

While the sentries were on guard of their surroundings, a small footstep suddenly came from the woodland on the side.

"Who!"

In the midst of the sentry squad leader's questioning, the sound of the bowstring being taut was also heard. It was the sound of several sentries around them filling their bows, and at this time their bows and arrows were aimed in the direction where the sound came, and their eyes were blazing, like falcons.

"Strangers. Get out of this place, right away!"

A soft and beautiful female voice sounded in the forest, and a black figure slowly walked out of the woods.

This is a beautiful woman. Her black hair is like a waterfall and she has a beautiful face. He is well-proportioned and wears a garment woven from black feathers. It looks as mystical as this forest.

"Who's it? stop!"

The sentinels did not let their guard down because it was a beautiful woman, and all their bows and arrows were aimed at her for a moment, while the captain of the sentry yelled at her to stop coming any further.

"Who am I? How dare you break into my home, and you don't even know who I am?" the woman in black laughed, her voice so sharp that the listener could not feel the joy contained in it.

At this time, Belif and Goodard, who received the movement, rushed over, and Gehr and Carmelita also mixed in with the crowd that came over.

"Syndicate the Witch?" Belif stood in front of her, confronting the strange woman.

"That's right, you know me, so your purpose is me or the Altar of Gumur?" the woman in black glanced at the group, her face showing that she didn't care about the bows that would shoot at her at any moment.

"We need to use the Altar of Gumur, use it and leave, and we don't want to conflict with you who rule the area. ”

"Don't want conflict? Hehe, you go into the master's house at will, and then make a mess of the master's house, and drive the master away, this is called not wanting conflict. The woman in black sneered, and her laughter was like a strange night owl, very weird. "If you don't want to die here, get out of here, or I'll twist your heads off one by one and make them my new baby!"

"How did the owner of the Briggs dynasty become a witch? I don't remember you bereaved dogs that powerful. Facing the syndicate's completely unspeakable look, Belif also sneered in return: "You monsters with twisted souls, who are qualified to be the masters of this place." ”

"You seem to know me well. The syndicate looked at Bellive, his expression slowly changing from calm to doubt, "Strange smell, it seems familiar...... Where have you smelled it? disgust...... That's right, disgust...... I remember, the smell of the Holy Spirit, you are the Holy Spirit!"

The syndicate's voice grew higher and higher, and at its worst it turned into a terrible roar.

And at this moment, the attack of the armed cultists had also been launched under the orders of Belif. (To be continued......)