Global Monster Online

At nightfall, the team of the Saint Geliuji had completely left the Forbidden City of the Kingdom of Dragons, and because they had no access to the village or shop, they chose to camp in a small forest with fairly good visibility.

Originally, one of the saint's scheduled itineraries included a detour from the Forbidden City to the Far Windia Kingdom and New Qiluo City. Therefore, the route has been planned early in the morning. And according to the original plan, they should be in the nearest small city now.

As for the delay, it was purely due to the sudden heavy rain that hindered the trip.

"This rain is a bit strange. Please go down and be vigilant."

In the temporary camp, Zhaertu walked slowly back and forth, and the rainwater would automatically bounce away if it fell three inches outside his body, as if he was covered with an invisible raincoat.

Although it didn’t take long to reach the epic level, and the time he stayed in the early stage of the epic level almost occupied more than 90% of the time after Chartu became a super strong man, this swordsman once defeated Zhaertu with a single sword. A fierce man who surpassed the Holy Dragon Knight.

As expected of the man who returned from the garrison in the abandoned land last time and has the title of King of Swords. In the team, various envoys from the major leagues looked at this vicissitudes of life man with peace of mind.

The torrential rain shows no signs of abating.

Chartu stood in the camp with his sword in hand, his eyes always looking forward, and he had not blinked once for quite some time.

Suddenly, Chartu frowned. He seemed to hear some rain and sounds other than human voices!

The sound is coming from under your feet!

Chartu sneered, and the long sword in his hand came out of the wooden scabbard. It was inserted into the ground with a snap. At this time, only several sword lights were seen in a hexagonal symmetry, shooting from the soil to the sky from a place three meters away from him.

At the same time, the six sword lights that broke through the earth seemed to force something out of the ground!

Bang bang bang!

Six shadows fell to the ground next. It turned out to be the bodies of six people.

Chartu shook his head, but at this moment, the six people lying on the ground stood up staggeringly.

The rotten skin, eyes with only the whites of their eyes, and the dark red blood flowing on his body, all of this made Chartu feel like... "Like a rotting corpse!"

The previous sword light had clearly penetrated the body of this rotten corpse, but this kind of injury could be fatal. Obviously it doesn't have much impact on these rotting corpses.

"Is that all? Huh."

Zhaertu swung his sword with its scabbard, and in an instant, a beam of light like a full moon emitted, cutting off the six corpses in front of him.

Looking at the rotting corpses that were separated into two parts and no longer posed a threat, Charto did not relax, but frowned tightly in thought.

The temporary camp in front of me turned into a cemetery at some point. Small mud puddles bulged, and pairs of rotten arms. It was sticking out from the soil and pressing it to the ground!

ah--!

A scream was suddenly heard in the camp, which came from a certain messenger's tent... Countless rotting corpses crawled out at this time.

Even though he had returned from the abandoned land and had seen the horrors of various indigenous races, Chartu couldn't help but feel terrified at this time.

"Saint..."

Charto frowned and turned over instantly. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the saint's camp and called out: "Your Highness, something happened in the camp, Your Highness? Your Highness!"

Charto took a deep breath, "I'm offended. Your Highness!"

He opened the tent, but there was no one inside.

However, at this time, a chilling laughter fell from above the camp. Under the dark clouds and in the mist of heavy rain, there was a gray-white skeletal figure!

"Big Alliance, I will take revenge on you... This is just the beginning! Hahahahaha!!!"

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Looking at this graceful figure walking very dexterously in the exquisite bedroom illuminated by light yellow candlelight, and constantly groping for furniture that can be placed everywhere in the room, Zhao Er gently He said yes.

This quiet sound immediately startled the other party, and he looked back.

Under the candlelight, the two looked at each other. Zhao Er took a long breath and said softly: "Later I remembered that the Cashel space crystal is not only a material for making storage props, but it is also a kind of material used for storage. A natural prop for positioning and long-distance teleportation.”

"That's it... I didn't expect that Lord Chosen Earl has such rich knowledge... It really makes Kaliuji feel extremely impressed."

Appearing here at this moment is Her Majesty the Saint who has already left, Geliuki Fafnir!

And the location where it appeared was in Princess Yuluo’s bedroom!

Zhao Er closed his eyes and bowed slightly: "Gui'an, Your Highness the Saint."

"Good evening, Your Majesty the Earl." Geliuji reached out and picked up her light yellow dress, gracefully made a lady's bow, and then chuckled: "So the Earl is interested in appearing in Princess Yuluo's dormitory late at night? No wonder the Earl Your Majesty, you don't have much interest in Geliuji. Her Royal Highness is indeed a beauty with a little time."

There was a reserved arc at the corner of Zhao Er's mouth, and under the slightly surprised gaze of Her Royal Highness the Saint, he walked towards Princess Youluo's bed.

"Don't worry, I didn't do anything to this child. I just made her sleep a little more soundly." Kaliuki suddenly said.

Zhao Er nodded, and after covering the princess with a quilt, he turned around and said, "The Holy Lady must have some unavoidable reasons for returning home late at night, right?"

"Maybe I have forgotten something and want to find it." Geliuji said with bright eyes.

Zhao Nan opened his hand, and touched it with his other open hand. A tray containing more shining crystals appeared immediately, "Is the thing that Your Highness the Saint has forgotten referring to these soul crystals?"

A trace of passion flashed across Geliuji's eyes, and she took two quick steps, but stopped instantly, looking at the divinely chosen earl of the Dragon Kingdom in front of her with a wary look on her face. "Oh...it turns out it's not the case. I saw it wrong."

Zhao Er said with a pity on his face: "Isn't it? It seems that this is really the good intention of Her Majesty the Saint. In this case, I can use it with peace of mind."

As it spoke, it reached out and picked up one of the soul crystals in the tray, holding it in the palm of its hand.

unexpectedly.

"Asshole, that's my thing, auntie. If you dare to swallow one, I will definitely knock you out, then strip you naked and throw you on the street. I'll look for a few thick bull-headed women to ride on you, and finally give way to passers-by. Watch!

Zhao Er's palm trembled slightly, and the soul crystal in his palm fell to the ground in an instant, and rolled to the feet of Ge Liuji with a clanking sound.

It hesitantly looked at the woman in front of it who was known as the holiest in the Grand Alliance, and hesitantly said: "Saint... Your Highness?"

The girl in front of her, who had the even better Princess Youluo, put her hands on her hips like the most ordinary peasant women catching their husbands, and said impatiently: "What's your name? I'm standing here as a big person. , can’t you see it?”

The inconsistent postures of the saint did not arouse Zhao Er's doubts about whether the saint was genuine. It just nodded and said suddenly: "Is that so... No wonder His Highness is always surrounded by many attendants. Even that night, some swordsmen were peeping in the dark."

It smiled bitterly and said: "It is not to protect the safety of His Highness, but to prevent His Highness from doing anything that damages his image."

Looking at the even more impatient Ge Liuji in front of him, Zhao Er sighed slightly and said: "The big alliance is actually quite difficult."

"Hey. What are you talking about here?" Geliu Ji glared, and then her face changed slightly. He asked loudly: "Why are there five missing?"

Zhao Er was stunned and said helplessly: "It has been used."

"Use...use it!!!" Ge Liuji almost screamed, pointed at Zhao Er and cursed: "Do it!!! You know these writing soul crystals are the result of my painstaking efforts, bit by bit. Did you save it? Do you know how much effort I put into preventing the bastards around me from finding out? But you used five of them without saying a word! You, you, you, you bastard. You fought hard!”

She strode forward and nimbly tore open the hem of her dress, revealing a glimmer of cold light.

It was a small dagger tied to the white thigh. He took out the dagger and stabbed straight at him. His movements were smooth and smooth.

However, the fact that Her Majesty the Saint is only at level 40 of the Gold Rank has not changed.

The dagger was blocked by a light shield with a milky white shimmer. And no matter how hard Geliuji attacks, she can't be pierced.

"Your Highness the Saint, can you have a calm talk?" Zhao Er said softly.

"Ping your sister! Give me back my soul crystal!" Ge Liuji said hysterically.

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On a mountain peak somewhere, a person sat quietly and looked at the sea of ​​clouds, holding a small sachet in his hand, which was slightly fragrant.

Suddenly, a figure shot out from the sea of ​​clouds and occupied the young man's side.

A woman came with bright eyes and white teeth, "Achilles, the executive said that your arm has been completely restored. What are you going to do next? Catch up with the demon's crusade team?"

"I have this plan."

"That's great! It just so happens that I can go with you!" The woman smiled slightly, with a hint of cunning in her eyes.

The breeze blew and the slight fragrance entered her body. The woman frowned, her eyes fell on the sachet in the hand of His Royal Highness, and she subconsciously said: "This...was given to you by someone else, right?"

"This?" Achilles nodded calmly: "A friend gave it to me. I just took it out to take a look when I remembered it by chance."

"She must be a very important friend." The woman said sincerely: "A girl? Maybe she made it by herself. She must be a very gentle person."

"Gentle?" Achilles shook his head and threw the sachet down the cliff. In the woman's shocked eyes, he said coldly: "He's just a guy with a bad personality." ( To be continued.)