Chapter 1311 Offensive and Defensive Momentum

Having lost a bit of strength, Cindell could only stand there gasping for breath until the three-story tall monster ran in front of her with the fierce wind and the smell of wild beasts, and she didn't move, because she really, really didn't have any strength! Only this mammoth-like one-horned monster was spewing thick snorting white vapor, and it spun around in place impatiently, glaring at the blue-skinned witches around it, as if it was about to launch a deadly charge.

But the witches were not afraid, and their leader said directly to Xiandale: "Come back with us! A unicorn can't save you! No need to resist uselessly. This will only make it and you hurt more!" Someone next to him smirked: "Just use the heat to absorb and suck the physical energy of this unicorn, which happens to be our food." Hahaha~~~"Medium frost witches can directly drain the target's life force through the spell of guò heat absorption, and transform it into their own life.

It's really a unicorn~~~ Xiandale was at a loss, she couldn't help but touch the skin of the unicorn next to her, which was as thick as a pillar and as rough as a grinding stone, and suddenly slipped down seven or eight tears, silent. And the fierce witches around have already begun to recite cold spells, and some people hate and say: "The female cubs who eat inside and outside are still fascinated by men's rhetoric." A potential traitor, it would have been cleaner sooner!"

"Shut up!" the leader turned to Cindell, "I have invited you by the order of the Winter Goddess, and you must carry out this order no matter what. The god Rari may have heard your prayers and called for the help of a wild beast from nearby. However, I have slain four of these beasts alone. It doesn't matter if there's one more. Anyway, you have to go with us! Do you go with us by yourself, or will you be seriously injured by us and carried by us?"

Seeing that Xiandale was very tired and silent, she said again: "I am a man of words, you come with us, I promise: what happened just now will not happen." No one is allowed to embarrass you. But if you don't follow us, then ~~~ depends on their opinions. Immediately, he drew out the Extreme Cold Demon Power Javelin that was chilling behind him.

Finally, the tired fairy dell with his cloak moved his mouth: "I~~ will go with you~~~." Then he turned and touched the restless giant monster, "Are you really sent by the god Rari to save me?" But I think ~~~ I think they might be able to save it too~~~ You go. I'll handle my own affairs~~~"

She walked over to the frost-shrouded shrine maidens. The monstrous unicorn had understood her, and watched them slowly depart, with a restless and frustrated snort, and then let out a long roar, and turned and walked into the silent woods. A qiē was restored to calm, and only the cold wind whirring in the mountains was blowing, blowing in everyone's heart.

After a day of cold and fast gliding, a strong flying figure like a griffin suddenly appeared in the sky above the mountain, and was immediately recognized by the witch leader: "It's a forest ranger! He's riding a phantom beast! Damn, it's still more than twenty miles away from our castle, and their patrol range is already so far?!"

The witches next to them cursed again, but their tones were much weaker than before, and they all hurriedly hid in the cracks of the rocks in the ravines next to them—if they saw them, they would immediately attract a large group of forest rangers or flying Bogan statues, which was really frightening! Some witches already complained with hatred: "I didn't have such trouble encountering the Gora Church before. ”

Yes. Although the Church of Para is huge, the Holy Warriors and Battle Priests are determined and powerful, and they are quite powerful in destroying evil slashes and radiant rays. But often one temple in one village or one temple in several villages. The forces are scattered. And the mobility is not enough, so they can't quickly gather into a fist, so the army they organized has arrived in the first place, and the army of the frost witch has gone to the second place. By the time they arrived at place B, they had already gone to place C and attacked in various areas. When the shrine maidens turned and fled, it was difficult for them to chase after them in the snow and ice. ...,

Therefore, although they can restrain the shrine maidens in terms of personal combat power, they are often defeated by the shrine maidens. The power is huge, but it has become a sieve full of loopholes. So in vain I watched the witches grow bigger. As for the smaller number of rangers, they are scattered very thinly. It's almost insignificant.,When you see the witch, you can only run away.。 In the eyes of the shrine maiden, it's really a scum-like group.

But now that they are all upside down, the rangers who were originally few in number and scattered have the ability to fly quickly, and can quickly concentrate into a force, "As long as the witch attacks one of their strongholds, the people from the other strongholds will quickly gather over, and in turn can break the witches one by one." In the future, the offensive and defensive situation may change greatly, are these scum going to ride on our heads?

At this point, they can't go on with it. Fortunately, the sheep rangers in the sky outside had flown away, and they cautiously stuck out their heads and observed for a long time before they dared to get back on the road. Just like the rangers who had met them before. What a ~~~ shame!

"You can't go back!" said Xendell as they continued to walk on the steep slopes of the snowy mountain, "Rangers are in the sky, and their insight is supernatural, more than twice as powerful as ordinary spells, and they can see things for miles in the sky like eagles. The further you go to your stronghold, the more rangers there are. You can't hide from their patrols. Unless you burrow into the ground, you won't be able to go back!"

The leader flipped his hand and slapped her in the face coldly, staggering and rolling to the ground: "Don't forget—you are our captive after all! Those rangers must have been commissioned by my teacher, and if I am willing to speak, I will be able to help you settle things peacefully. Mae Kaili's followers are simple people~~~"

"Hmph, hum~~~" The leader of the witches with a blue ice face sneered contemptuously: "Simple? Hmph, maybe they are very simple." But so many forest rangers, so many high priests, are they gathered for you, a girl, you take yourself too seriously!" Cindell said slightly angrily, "It's not all for me, but because you are too cruel and unethical. You have set off a cold wind, looted on a large scale, and caused so many humanitarian disasters, and no one can stand it! As long as you are a mentally normal person, you will be stuck in your throat. So as long as someone raises the banner of righteousness, everyone will ~~~~"

The leader flipped his hand and slapped her in the face: "If you are ignorant, don't make a big fuss!" She glared fiercely at the empty but ready to volley the enemy's sky, and her voice was as cold as the wind in the air: "What a bullshit humanitarian disaster, what a bullshit righteous flag." If there is no big plot or big profit, they will only come after taking medicine! In the past 10 years or so, how many times has the banner of righteousness been raised by the Church of Companions? They have not been able to hire any helpers when they have paid for it. Are these rangers all crazy people like no other?Hmph, there must be some new skills, and they have big plans!" Then he sneered and scorned Cindell, "Don't take yourself too seriously. If the Church of the Forest Goddess is willing to move such a big battle, they must have their plan. If you rush to make peace, you will ruin the good things of others. Maybe someone is in a hurry and does the same. Then plant it on our heads and go on the offensive. ”

Xiandale said stubbornly: "Your villain's heart is too strong. Anyway, you won't be able to go back to your stronghold!whatever you want!", but the other party cast a disdainful look: "They can't attack my stronghold at all, they only dare to stare outside." Naturally, I have a way to go back!"

That night, she climbed to the top of a snowy mountain, and used her magic power to shape the ice that had accumulated on the top of the mountain for many years into a sharp and hideous ice spike altar. After a while of deliberating with the guards of the stronghold dozens of miles away in the ice, there was a rumbling sound of concussions and attacks and defenses from the direction of the stronghold. Is there a wisp of magical light and shadow floating between the mountains, it is the battle that broke out. ...,

"They're all drawn over!" the leader ordered the tired crowd to move forward immediately: "Hurry up and get within ten miles, just get there!" Sure enough, there were no forest rangers or Bogan statues flying in the dark sky, presumably fighting with the giant objects in the stronghold. Let them assault for more than a dozen miles. Finally, it stopped at a river that was not frozen.

Then they stripped off their clothes, including Cindell's, and plunged her headlong into the icy cold spring. They swam in the water for a minute, and just as Cindell could barely hold her breath, they burst out of the water—surrounded not by the sky and the earth, but by an enclosed underground hall.

It turns out that they have built secret tunnels long ago, and used spells and natural rivers to cover them!

After walking along the rudimentary tunnels of solid stones and ice cubes, they swayed for a long time, and finally came to a magical iron door made of black iron in exhaustion. When the gate was opened with a spell, they entered a strange subterranean fortress filled with flickering ice crystals.

There are many floors up and down, large and small underground corridors, round or square dim rooms, light and dark magic mechanisms or special guards, and even rumbling underground rivers and natural solid arch bridges, plus some eerie places similar to dungeons, all form this half-natural, half-man-made fortified fortress.

And the leader was already sitting on a cold, sword-edged throne composed of polyhedral ice edges, and spoke to a crystal clear mirror next to him—a hazy and glorious court scene appeared in the mirror, as if in the glorious hall of red and gold, there were hazy men in brilliant red robes and full of demonic power speaking. The leader frowned and talked to him about the emergency supplies.

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