"Sagimang Avalanche!"

It hardly took any more knowledge of the arcane to identify it, and Penny immediately knew the name of the spell - because there was only one spell that could create an avalanche on the flat ground, and before he could react in time, he was swept into the snow waves, and the sky was suddenly dark.

He was terrified in his heart, he was wrapped in this wave, even the most calm heart would jump hundreds of times in an instant, the feeling of upside down brain congestion made him almost want to be unconscious, but he knew that he couldn't faint, if he hit a tree or boulder or something like that in such a high-speed snow flow, it would break a bone or burst his brain!

Although Penny tried to stay awake, a thick and strong tree that was rapidly approaching more than thirty meters away reminded him that he was not too far from the end of death, and he reached out with all his strength to push it, pressing his palms on the trunk of the tree, only to hear a clear cracking sound of his arm bones, Penny's arms were in sharp pain, his eyes were black, and he still couldn't stop his head from hitting the trunk.

He closed his eyes—in fact, even if he didn't, he couldn't see anything because of bloodshot eyes, and he waited only to hear the 'click' of shattering and then where to report—and he didn't have any useful and useless superfluous thoughts before he died in his previous life.

But after a sharp pain in the skull and neck, there was no imaginary cracking sound, the trunk was much softer than expected, and the body seemed to be supported by two solid branches, a large amount of snow rolled through his body, gradually calming down, he was glad that when he was puzzled, he suddenly heard a weak cough above his head, and at the same time felt a little warm wetness in his neck, as soon as he looked up, he saw the pale face of the holy warrior who was vomiting blood, and knew the reason why he did not hang up.

If there is a soft cushion between the hard trees and his head, I believe that the chances of survival will be greatly improved, and it is clear that Penny is lucky.

And the two branches that held him so that he could not continue to be swept away by the snow waves were Serra's slender but not weak arms.

However, bearing this level of impact and squeeze head-on, the Paladin's lack of a construct or a ferocious creature was obviously unsupportable, and Penny struggled to twist his neck cramped from the impact, and lifted his head off the shattered scale armor on Serra's chest, and felt that the frequency of the ups and downs there was not right, obviously, many ribs were broken.

"You ......" Penny opened his mouth to say something, but his brain went blank.

"Ahem—"

The paladin's arms drooped limply, Penny's body slid to the ground, and Serra swelled twice in her throat, vomiting out a mouthful of blood, like pouring water from a large water bottle, but the color of the water was a black, crimson color.

A gust of wind blew, and she fell to the ground like a penny that had been blown down.

“...... Tyr Protector...... "The holy warrior barely raised one arm, and the divine light spread from the blood-stained emblem on his chest, and the somewhat sunken chest gradually plumped, Penny breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked:

“...... Are you okay. ”

"I didn't ...... No. Serra sat up, her face still pale, blood still flowing down from the corners of her mouth - such a serious injury, although a daily holy heal can save his life, but the concussion of the internal organs is impossible to completely heal, the treatment can only go so far, she moved to Penny's side, trembling and clasping her hands, began to pray for the divine spell, a soft light shone on Penny's body, the hot warm current poured into his broken arms, and he suddenly felt the painful numb bone crack regain consciousness.

This healing spell is not as powerful as the Holy Healing Technique, it is impossible to heal the broken bones, but it can effectively reset the muscles and bones and clear the bruises, although the sharp pain makes Penny grin, but he understands that if he doesn't feel anything, it will only be worse.

"Hug ...... I'm sorry, Mr. Sean, but that's all I can do. When Serra finished his spell, she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, looking very weak.

Penny barely raised his upper body, and the muscles around the arm bones that had just healed were sore again, and he fell down with a 'hiss', cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he reluctantly smiled at the holy warrior:

"Thank you. ”

"You're welcome...... Ahem, Mr. Sean, you ...... It also saved my life. Serra finished the sentence with difficulty, and took two breaths before getting back to her feet, and dragged Penny, who was in a daze, to the side of the tree, leaning against each other and panting:

"Mr. Sean, are you really a red-robed mage?"

"Yes. Penny nodded, not saying anything superfluous, and in his opinion, it was not some shady identity.

Colleagues who have traveled to other worlds, such as slaves, thugs, hooligans, turtle dukes, miscellaneous servants, brain-dead rich second generations, waste wood concubines, terrorists, and even shemales with different surnames, can endure these identities, compared to these, Penny is just a reserve civil servant of a rogue regime, and this identity is always better than those titles.

However, ordinary Faeron people obviously don't think so, such as Serra, seeing that Penny didn't want to explain, he lowered his head a little angrily: "But Mr. Sean doesn't look like a red-robed mage at all......"

"And what do you think a red-robed mage should look like?" asked Penny.

"This ......" Serra hesitated for a moment and looked up, "Just like those days ago, but Mr. Sean defeated them, isn't it ......"

Speaking of this, Serra's eyes lit up, and Penny shook his head:

"It has nothing to do with good and evil, the Red Robe Mage Guild is just a political organization, and there are all kinds of people in it. The Leesserman Witches, which has a much better reputation than ours, also has Fallen. ”

Serra was stunned, she really couldn't refute this sentence, even if there were blasphemous priests and fallen paladins in the church of Tyr, the names on the blasphemous tome were dense.

Then it is not surprising that a good person like Mr. Sean appeared in the red-robed mage society, with this thought, Serra saw the calm and gentle expression of Penny next to her, although she still couldn't let go, but finally believed it more firmly:

Mr. Sean is a good man, and there must be a reason why he appeared in the Red Robe Mage Society.

But he didn't know that the reason was relatively cliché - for power. If you know, you'll be disappointed.

Penny gasped for a while, felt that his strength had recovered a little, and stood up against the big tree behind him that almost killed him: "The enemy may be chasing and killing the lone person nearby, we are all injured now, if we encounter the enemy, but it is difficult to deal with it, let's go to the people of the Witches' Society." ”

It was a forced choice, and he couldn't cast a spell right now - because of the gestures.

Serra stood up, helped Penny, and staggered towards the village, and the two groped their way through the snow-covered forest, but it was difficult to find any trace of the village—it was estimated that it had been buried under the snow, and could only wander in the forest, and Penny's inspiration suddenly began to be agitated, as if something terrible was about to happen, and the other end of the soul connection, he did not know where the disobedient demon pet was, and he became even more annoyed.

As he walked, the paladin suddenly asked, "Mr. Sean, who do you think attacked us?"

"The Church of the Heartless, the Red Mage, or both. Perhaps the conversation would ease the irritability, Penny replied after a moment's thought.

"However, it seems to be very contradictory from the information available, you must know that there are members of the red-robed mages in the Church of the Heartless, but they have been constantly attacking the red-robed mage association...... It's also stirring up trouble in Lysserman's civil strife, what the hell is going on. Serra frowned, as a paladin who practiced penance in combat, she really had little talent for processing information: "It sounds like there are contradictions everywhere. ”

"If you knew that the Red Robe Mage Guild was divided into two major factions and were fighting happily, you probably wouldn't have that idea. Penny pursed his lips: "In the Desperate Eastern Regions, if you look into the causes of the turmoil in any region, most of them can be traced back to the internal struggle of the Red Robe Mage Society. ”

"Huh?" Serra opened her mouth, although she knew that Serge's red robe was not united, but such words came out of the mouth of an internal member, which made her feel extremely strange: "Why did such an organization exist for so long. ”

The question made Penny silent for a moment, he really hadn't thought much about it, and now that he thought about it, it was a miracle that a regime full of internal contradictions had stood for more than 400 years in the face of Searle's enemies on all sides.

"You mean that there are some people in the Red Robe who are using the Heartless against their political enemies, and that Lethman's actions are also for some political purpose?"

Penny glanced at the female paladin's thoughtful side face in surprise, a little surprised at her quick reaction, which was similar to what he had thought: "That's about it." ”

He sighed as he spoke, feeling more and more that Dean James had an unpredictable attitude when he issued the mission.

Dear teacher, what camp are you going to pull me into, or are you testing me lazy with this sore task?

Anyway, Penny, who felt that he had been caught in a whirlpool, began to have a headache, and he sighed, "I really shouldn't have come here." ”

Serra glanced at Penny suspiciously, and suddenly heard a voice in the air behind her: "Yes, this Mr. Mage, you really shouldn't have come here at this time. ”

Penny and Sierra quickly turned around, only to see a large expanse of magical energy flying through the air, and Serra shouted. Be careful', raised her sword in front of Penny, a large amount of magical energy hit her in an instant, her body flew and knocked Penny to the ground, Penny only felt pain everywhere in his body, but still opened his eyes, and saw six red-robed mages slowly descending to the ground, the hem of the mage's red robe in the middle was white lace; Penny's pupils contracted, and he subconsciously wanted to clench his fist, but the broken bones made him grin, and the nerves that had been tense seemed to soften all of a sudden.

"Oh, don't get excited, from the perspective of the surname, you basically don't have a chance, so it's better not to make too much effort. The Mentor of the Ring stared at Penny on the ground with a smile, "Can you know your surname?"

Seeing the holy warrior fall in front of him, I don't know if he is alive or dead. Penny almost blurted out, but luckily he still knew how to stall, and he tried his best to summon the disobedient guy who was his only hope of survival through the planes, and perfunctory: "My name is Nimitz Buffett, and I'm from Dragon Bay." ”

"Do the mages of Dragon Bay speak the lingua franca of the Serge accent, should I think you're here to communicate with us?" Penny felt the chaos on the other side of the psychic link, and his heart became more and more irritated, and his face became cloudy.

"Teacher, don't talk too much, some of the books in the guild say that it is unwise to be too verbose before defeating the enemy. The apprentice named Moda stepped forward and bowed.

"Yes, yes, Moda-san, this is indeed the style of our Red-robed Mage Society. The Ring Master nodded, and turned to Penny lightly, feeling a little bored, he had to do such a murderous thing himself, but if the political enemies within the Mage Guild got the handle, he couldn't make up for the loss by consuming tens of thousands of spell slots, so it's always good to be cautious.

So he waved his hands and chanted the spell and began to cast the spell.

From this point of view, their villains did a decent job, at least they didn't commit the bad habits of JJYY before the boss abused the protagonist in some novels, but this is obviously not good news for Penny, and at this moment, Penny clearly felt a strong signal coming from the other end of the soul chain!

"Come out!"

Penny shouted loudly, and several red-robed mages who cast spells were taken aback when they saw a large area of crimson flash burst out with Penny as the center!

"Be careful!" shouted the Mentor of the Rings, his instinct telling him that things had changed, and he quickly interrupted the spell he was casting and replaced it with defensive magic.

Oh!~

The light dissipated, and Penny was stunned to watch as a large number of blood-colored balls of light appeared on the ground dozens of feet around him, and in the frenzied beast roar, the balls of light transformed into all kinds of huge mutated beasts with pus flowing from their bodies, and the silver-haired mouse finally appeared from the huge portal behind him, and underneath it was a short, ridiculously humanoid monster with scales on its body.

The few mages present knew that this was a low-level demon - even mages should know about it, but their more attention was attracted by a large group of abyssal monsters with teeth and claws!

The mouse Belen saw Penny covered in blood, and saw a few red-robed mages not far in front, the cold glint in his eyes flickered a few times, a group of fierce tigers howled, and dozens of fierce beasts surrounded the red-robed mages from all directions!

"How is it possible!How could he summon so many monsters with demon surnames!**The master can't do it!!" The casting of several red-robed mages was almost immediately interrupted by the shock in their hearts, and a few who were not very steady immediately shouted out.

The presence of these abyssal creatures also short-circuited Penny's brain.

When did it become so nb?

He looked at the rat riding on top of the demon's head in shock, knowing full well that there was only one reason for the appearance of these monsters.

It seems that Lord Belen, who has traveled to an unknown different plane, has developed quite well.

The cunning demon Adi smelled the smell of a few red-robed mages and was intoxicated - they like to eat the flesh of powerful species, and this deep understanding of the laws of chaos allows them to quickly rise through the ranks until they reach immortality - for example, some invincible powerhouses in the chaotic plane like to increase their strength by devouring life in large quantities, until they are eaten up by countless worlds.

So it proposed:

"Master, these humans look like thin skin and tender flesh, and the smell of magical energy, can the great Laklas eat them...... Oops!"

The earnest proposal only resulted in a ferocious mental explosion, but Belen decisively gave the order to attack the beasts, and a large group of fierce abyssal demonic beasts roared and pounced on the red-robed mages!

"Get out!"

It's too late to cast your flying spell and fly away!

The Mentor of the Ring shouted, believing that the little devil was the leader of these monsters, because it stood out among the ferocious beasts, so he pulled out a scroll and chanted quickly, and a huge fireball rushed towards where the little devil stood, including the paladin and mage on the ground, and the little mouse above his head.

The hourglass on the little mouse's forehead flashed, and Penny only felt that his thoughts had fallen into complete silence in an instant, as if he had fallen into chaos.

The light of the portal drowned out Penny and Serra, and Belen's eyes returned to the red robe opposite.

The flow of time that belonged to it returned to normal.