In the spring of 2383 in the ancient god calendar, the Youming Mountains.
The morning mist was slightly cool, and the sunlight filtered through the gaps in the dense forest, casting jagged golden pillars of light on the mist-shrouded mountains.
In the midst of the trees, countless flowers bloom to the sun and flourish.
This is a demonic mountain range close to the Great Rift Valley, starting from the "hometown of the Black Knights" in the south, and stretching westward, spanning a distance of nearly 1,000 kilometers.
Three years ago, the abnormal movement of countless demon wolves in the dark land began from the Youming Mountain Range, although the demon wolf rampant was only a flash in the pan and did not last, but it had also attracted the vigilance and attention of many people.
At this time, there is an expedition team to solve this puzzle and march through the forest.
"Come on, come on, Visa, Karin, Diego, Jones, the Academy Awards are beckoning to us, you guys hurry up, okay?"
Using her precious wand to sweep away the grass and trees in her way, a cute girl in a golden soft hat beckons to her companion behind her.
The five members who made up this expedition were obviously from wealthy families, and it was evident from their equipment alone.
The girl's mouth is a dark shaman with long golden hair, wearing a gorgeous black robe, on the robe, the totem of the two-headed bird flows in the sunlight with the glow of amplification magic, just a set of such robes, in the dark place is enough for an ordinary family to eat for half a lifetime.
What's more, on her uncloaked head, two small sharp horns were exposed, which were symbols of the orthodox demon race.
Behind Wei Sha was a handsome young man with a gorgeous long sword pinned to his waist and a round shield on his back, and he had no sharp horns on his head, but this didn't mean anything, adult demons all had the ability to restrain the demon horns.
Generally speaking, the women of the orthodox demon clan do not usually put away the sharp horns, because the female horns are small and beautiful, and in terms of the aesthetics of the demons, it is quite a pleasing sight.
But the men's sharp horns are much longer, and although they appear strong, they are sometimes very obstructive, so it is only when they demonize and become berserk that the magic horns, which symbolize authority and power, are revealed, and the long swords and shields are inlaid with several magic crystals of no less value than the robes of the Visha shaman.
He wears a valuable light silver armor, a magically blessed silver armor that is not inferior to steel armor.
His name was Diego and he was a knight of the Empire.
Walking in the third place is a black-haired herbalist named Karin, she doesn't have any expensive equipment on her body, and she doesn't have magic horns on her head, because she carries an herb box, it seems that she is weak and needs the help of the big man with the giant sword behind her from time to time, but she will immediately wipe away the beads of sweat and say to him: "Brother, I can do it, don't always think that I will fall" "But you're going to fall," said the warrior named Jones with a smile.
This sister of hers will fall from time to time on the flat ground, let alone in the mountains, so he will still follow her closely and help her from time to time.
"Don't go too fast, Illya."
Diego raised his voice and said, "This is not a place for tourism, the book says that the Youming Mountain Range is very dangerous, there are all kinds of magical beasts, we have to be careful, and now the fog is so thick, you don't want to get separated." ” "Yes, Ilia, Diego is right, and Karin can't walk as fast as you," Visa replied as she took two quick steps.
"Okay, okay, it's foggy, I'll just blow it away" Illya raised her wand and raised her voice: "In the name of Karrytil, summon the most unruly spirit in heaven and earth, my name is Freedom" This is a pure wind prayer, that is, there are no fancy changes, just a direct attraction of wind spirits to blow away the fog.
Among the various types of magic, this kind of magic is the most basic thing, and it doesn't take much magic to succeed, but this time, despite Illya's good magic cultivation and the combination of a staff with amplification ability, the wind power that should have been summoned has not moved at all.
The anomaly immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Diego pulled out his long sword with a "bang", took a few steps forward, and pulled Illya back, Jones also turned around and pulled out the giant sword, the five slowly approached, Jones asked, "What's wrong?"
Ilia frowned: "I don't know, just now, I think the magic element is so messy" "Chaos" Listening to Iliya's words, Karin said in a trembling voice, "I heard the teacher say that if many people die, the magic elements will be chaotic, just like the battlefield after the killing, most of the magic elements will not obey the orders of the spell, can you say" She didn't say anything, but the meaning was already clear, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and looked around, although the fog was shrouded, but as far as the sun could see, it was a peaceful and peaceful scene, where there were traces of wanton killing.
Ilia raised her staff and summoned again: "In the name of Karrytir, summon the most unruly spirit in heaven and earth, my name is Freedom" As soon as the spell fell, the wind elements around him suddenly became violent, and the mist surged like a huge tide in the furious sea, enveloping the five people in an instant.
The wind roared like a knife through the woods.
After a few moments, the violent wind subsided, and everyone finally saw the situation in front of them.
The primeval forest, which originally seemed to be vast and boundless, showed its exit not far away.
It seemed to be a green field full of flowers and plants, but it was already red with blood, and everyone raised their vigilance and walked slowly, and at last, the whole field came into view.
"Ahh Diego also turned his head, and Jones looked at the tragic scene ahead, frowned, and covered his nose.
It wasn't a battlefield for humans, the bloody meadows were littered with broken monster limbs, and it was clear that there had been a sizable monster fire here not long ago.
In this battle, there are probably two kinds of Warcraft involved.
In front of them, a demon wolf had its neck torn and covered with tiny wounds, and its death was very tragic, while the other confiscated with a large number of deaths was much smaller, shaped like a cat, with sharp fangs and a blue tinge, and purple-red blood flowed from their corpses, a poisonous demonic beast whose name was Purple Blood Raccoon.
Although the wind that had just been brought by Fang was violent, the range was not large, but it was centered on them, blowing away a circle with a radius of about ten zhang, and the fog on the field slowly filled over.
I don't know how big the battlefield is, but in the range they see, the number of demon wolves and purple-blooded civets is probably as many as hundreds, and these corpses are rarely complete, as far as the eye can see, full of all kinds of flesh and blood fragments.
It took a while for Diego to recover: "Well, I think they haven't been fighting for long, I'm afraid they'll come back, let's take a detour." ” The proposal was obviously a little late, and as soon as he finished speaking, he heard only a "squeak", and a small purple-blooded civet jumped out of the hazy mist, and it stood on the corpse of a demon wolf, tilted its head and "squeaked" again.
"Squeak" "Squeak" "Squeak Squeak" In the mist, there were voices of harmony one after another, and I don't know how many purple-blooded civets came this way.
"Oh my God, this" "Run" Jones let out a low cry, took his sister's hand and ran in the direction where he came, and the other three also hurriedly ran, and when Diego looked back, he saw countless purple-blooded civets breaking through the fog and chasing this way.
"I think Ilya you're right, if we can outrun so many purple-blooded civets, we'll get the academy prize."
A knight should have the demeanor of a knight, although he is in danger, Diego still does not forget to joke, but this is just a pleasure in the bitterness, Visa and Ilia are not fast enough, Diego has to run slower and take on the responsibility of the palace.
Seeing the purple-blooded civet behind him flying through the forest, he was already chasing closer and closer.
"I, I, I don't want any academy awards, I can't run," Illya retorted, her tone already crying.
Magicians are not good at running, although they can use magic blessings to make themselves run fast, but at this time, the magic around them is extremely unstable, and it is just a matter of not being able to attract magic blessings, in case a large number of wind blades fly towards them, it is not fun.
"You don't want me, if I don't get any results when I go back, where will I put my face?"
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the last exaggerated shout was because a purple-blooded civet pounced on his back.
With a swift turn, he swung his sword and slashed the purple-blooded civet in half.
The sword body reflected the golden rays of the sun, and with one of his jumps, a uniform five-pointed star was drawn in the air, cutting the three purple-blooded civets that followed into six pieces.
"I can't run, I don't know if it's counted," Diego muttered to himself, standing with his sword in hand.
Diego has the blood of the orthodox demon race, his own talent is extremely high, plus the division is famous, at this time he already has the strength of the great swordsman at this time, above Pedosaka, the level recognized by the Warrior Guild is probably from the second-level apprentice, followed by the first-level apprentice, swordsman, intermediate swordsman, great swordsman, swordsman, senior swordsman, and then up such as the sword god, sword saint and other titles, that is no longer the warrior guild can assess, but by the people's hearts recognized honorific titles, in general, Diego was able to pass the Great Swordsman assessment while still in the academy, which was enough to prove his strong strength among his peers.
Except for Jones, the other four of the five are the best in the academy, and as for Jones, he is a mercenary, and he has been experienced in a hundred battles, and in terms of combat power, he is the strongest of the five.
The five of them cultivated well, so they came in confidently, but they didn't expect to encounter such a dangerous situation, but despite this, everyone was still not afraid and turned around to stand.
Diego and Jones went one after the other, protecting the three women.
Diego's swordsmanship was sharp and swift, and the purple-blooded civet "squeaked" and rushed up, and every time the light flashed, it was cut in half.
Jones is holding a giant sword that is nearly a man high, but in this dense forest, he is a little unwieldy, but he is used to being a mercenary, and there are powerful murder weapons all over his body, and the giant sword can often turn in incredible places, smashing the purple-blooded civet who is about to break through the defense line into a meat pie.
However, compared to Diego, who was killed cleanly, Jones's body was bloodstained soon after the start of the war, which was extremely tragic.
Among the other three women, Karin is a herbalist who has no combat power in her own right, and all she can do is to clean up the aftermath, which is useless at this time.
Illya's magic is also greatly limited by the environment, she is lively by nature, although she has excellent magic power because of her bloodline and hard work, but she is very lacking in magic control ability, she summoned the wind blade several times, the first two times did not react, and the last time she lost her head, the huge wind blade cut down an ancient tree, almost hit Diego Then, she didn't dare to move.
As for Visha, as soon as the battle began, she threw a handful of powder into the sky, and the golden powder descended, forming a six-pointed star array on the ground, and then she closed her eyes and began to pray.
The magic on the black robe began to move, and the pattern of the three-headed bird was about to come out "Squeak" After leaving dozens of corpses, the purple-blooded civet began to be afraid, but surrounded the five people, flying and jumping in the forest, and several feeders jumped out, wanting to sneak attack, but they were also defused one by one.
"Do you have any ideas, it looks like they're going to be consumed with us."
With a sigh of relief, Diego asked.
Jones said, "How about killing it?"
"How can we kill us and run as fast as them, they chase all the way, and they still surround us" "We'll hold out for a long day or so, and when the elements calm down, I'll kill them with big magic," Ilia proposed.
"We'd better kill the big magic first," Diego dismissed the idea with a slight change in his face for some reason.
"How about setting it on fire?"
"Nope."
Jones retorted.
"Why?"
"I know that."
Diego smiled bitterly, "More than twenty years ago, the imperial army surrounded and suppressed the rebels in Montoya City, chased them to the Youming Mountain Range, and also set fire to the mountain, burning all the rebels to death in the mountains and forests.
However, on the eve of their triumphant withdrawal, countless three-eyed saber-toothed tigers and tooth-patterned leopards rushed into the reveling barracks, almost annihilating them.
It's okay to say that if you burn something you shouldn't, then you can."
The Three-Eyed Saber-toothed Tiger and the Toothed Leopard are both high-level magical beasts that have third-level strength from birth, and it is common to evolve to the fourth and fifth levels.
Everyone was silent for a while, but they heard the sound of "squeaking" in the forest suddenly became chaotic, and then the wolf howls of "whooping" came one after another, killing from the woods on the side "The Demon Wolf's Revenge is Coming" As soon as Diego's words fell, Wei Sha, who had been silent, suddenly opened her eyes, and the magic pattern of the three-headed bird on the black robe shone brightly.
"Myka Amara" The five-character spirit sounded in the air, and then, everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and the space quickly stretched away as if it was compressed, and they broke out of the encirclement at an unimaginable speed.
The demon wolves were like a torrent, killing into the position they had just been in "Whew, I'm so tired, I feel like I'm going to turn people inside out," sat on the ground, and the pale Wei Sha said her feelings in a tone that was close to moaning, but the feelings in it were quite pleasant.
The dark shaman borrowed magic power with the spirit of words, and Wei Sha's ability at this time could only send out a four-character word spirit, although this time with the help of the magic circle, it took a long time to accumulate power, but to send out a super-level five-character word spirit, it was still a little powerless for Wei Sha.
Fortunately, she finally succeeded, which also means that her cultivation has been further refined.
"Visha, you're so good" Iliya, who has always been straightforward and innocent, rushed up and hugged Visa, kissing her pink cheek fiercely, and everyone echoed her.
"Ilia, stop making trouble."
Weisha blocked Illya who wanted to kiss her a second time with her hand, "Help me up, okay, I don't have any strength at all, I can't locate this kind of movement, where are we?"
She struggled to her feet with Ilia's support, and was about to turn her head to look when a wind rose behind her.
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