Heaven’s Intention

The sea is rough and the night is deep

Romon carefully paddled the Clippers under a low cliff. Drop the anchor.

No springboard needed, just a jump, and Romon fell on a rock.

"Oh, God, finally arrived." The two men paled and jumped up.

I struggled in the sea all day and night, this is a memory that I will never forget.

"Sony and Sacomo, when you arrive at the manor, you will be in charge of the housekeeper and the guards. Do you understand the internal and external clothing of the manor? Do you understand?" Romon stepped forward. Although he was at night, he could still see the cliff. On the rocks and jungle.

The terrain began to rise step by step, the trail was rugged, and the two followed, responding: "Yes, sir, you can rest assured that this is our job, and we must make the lady's manor. No one dares to defy."

Although the bell is now a second-level druid, but his temperament is weak, the last time Romon came to check it, he found that the following servant Yang Fengyin was in violation, which made Romon very angry.

"You just understand." Luo Meng said, the mountain breeze and the sea breeze combined, blowing extremely cool, refreshing.

Romon walked all the way, leading the way ahead, as long as Romon walked the road is safe.

When turning around a trail, all of a sudden a **** smell came from the wind.

Luo Meng stood still and said, "No, there is a situation ahead."

Sarcomer, a mercenary soldier, came forward cautiously, sniffed, listened, and also changed color: "Yes, there is a battle, it is still going on, sir, what should I do?"

"Before dawn, we have to rush to the town. There are a lot of outsiders in the town, and it is not obvious. You can take the carriage to the manor." Luo Meng snorted and said, "It's not too early. It's not a detour. . "

"Yes, lord!"

At this time, he had come down from the cliff and came to a large open flat, full of jungle, and the **** smell became stronger and stronger, making the three more cautious.

In the distance, the sound of fierce fighting has been heard.

"Hey, there is a smell of Druid spells in the air." Romon took a few steps and was shocked, the fluctuations were too familiar.

He thought about it and said, "The two of you prepare first, follow me!"

"Yes, sir!" Both knew that the lord was a powerful druid, and of course he dared not disobey.

Luo Meng stepped forward, he had night vision, he saw many corpses piled up everywhere.

In terms of costumes, there are bodies of local villagers and mercenaries, some of which are mixed with deaths. But there are still undulating bodies of Druids.

Before catching up again, I saw a burning village, and dozens of mercenaries were violence against the last batch of villagers in the village.

Perhaps it was because the combative druids and soldiers were dead. These mercenaries drove out the women, and tore off their clothes to commit violence.

Luo Meng's eyes shrank, flashing intent, but did not act immediately.

The mercenary's breath gave him a familiar taste.

It seems to have the breath of being killed by the bright and upright, only the army has.

Perhaps it was an official secret operation, and Romon was not willing to cause trouble. When he was preparing to return along the same path, suddenly, among a group of mercenaries, a man turned back fiercely, surrounded by firelight, so that Romon Can clearly see that this person's eyes flashed strange light.

"Here, there is another here!" The man hissed.

At this sound, the mercenaries around, almost without thinking, turned and pulled the trigger.

"Poof!" Seven or eight crossbow arrows shot sharply.

Luo Meng was frightened, tumbling violently, only to hear the sound of "poo", a crossbow arrow had cut a deep blood on his shoulder.

The breath of death at that moment made Luo Meng sweat upright.

Behind Sony, a scream was made, and Luo Meng glanced at it. A crossbow has penetrated his shoulder.

Sacomo responded faster, as soon as he rolled, the sword was pulled out.

In the blink of an eye, Romon reached out his hand without hesitation, the power of the fire field, making it fireball, with the instantaneous skills of a few words, condensed on the hand.

"Fireball, is it a mage?" The opponent immediately recognized the spell: "Wait ..."

"Boom!" The fireball exploded in the middle of the group of people, and flesh and blood flew suddenly, even the leather armor could not resist.

The general core temperature of fireball is 1000 degrees, but with the level 2 fire field, it rises to about 1300 degrees, and the airflow of the explosion has also been enhanced by a few percent.

The army is the most dangerous existence, the key is to have the power to legally kill and kill, they basically do not consider wrong killing-killing the wrong will kill the wrong.

Therefore, when confronting the army, the only way is to pour out all the killing and firepower immediately.

The flame of the explosion immediately attracted attention. The so-called mercenaries who used violence from the village turned back fiercely.

Sarkomer growled. Pounced, and slammed against the dying soldier who was blown up and killed.

Blood splatter.

Even Sacomo was so decisive that Romon didn't care.

On the open space in front, red light flashed suddenly.

"Fourth-level natural summoning technique-fierce bear!"

The five fierce bears of "Peng" came suddenly.

"Kill!" Romon issued an order without hesitation.

As soon as the fierce bears who received the order appeared, they entered a fierce state. They all swelled up and down, their eyes turned red, and they flew up against the surrounding mercenaries.

Blood and broken limbs were mixed together suddenly, and danced in the sky among the bear claws.

"Intermediate thorns. Iron shaved thorns!" Romon took out a handful of seeds. Use this spell.

Iron thorns, spontaneously growing from the ground under the stimulation of natural forces, entangled towards the enemy.

The razor on the iron razor stabs into the leather armor, and suddenly it becomes a terrifying hell, they penetrate into the flesh and blood, turning the mercenary's body into a blur.

The first time this spell was cast with iron shaved thorn seeds, the effect was unimaginable.

Thorns itself pierced seven or eight mercenaries, and it intercepted the swarming enemies, and gathered a piece of thorns. Romon did not hesitate to point again: "Fireball!"

"Boom!" A dozen mercenaries suddenly turned into fire.

Only three minutes passed, and more than forty people fell to the ground, with few enemies left. This is the power of the intermediate druid.

Luo Meng pulled out his sword and stepped forward to kill the remaining people.

It has been a while since I became a high-ranking person, and the otaku personality on the earth has gradually gone away.

Instinctively, Romon knew that he would never do anything and never stop.

"... I'm Lord Nuyaman, the fifth-level mage, you heretics." The man who just shouted heretics didn't die, he struggled, a curse came out of his vague tone.

If it weren't for the village's exhausted spells just now, and Romon Thunder's attack that could not be concealed, this guy would not be so easily knocked down to the ground.

"Sony, Sacomo, did you hear anything?" Romon asked.

Sarkomer froze for a moment and immediately reacted: "Master, we have heard nothing."

With that said, he pulled Rasoni.

Sonia suddenly understood that he gritted his teeth, pulled out his sword, and the two stepped forward.

"You untouchables ..." The man opened his eyes and struggled. A curse came out of his mouth.

"Boom!" Two sounds, two long swords, thrust straight into his body, twisting sharply.

"Make everyone here a knife, we don't need to know anything, leave quickly!" Luo Meng shouted, just now these two swords, it is the name.

"Adult, you are really wise." Sacomo smiled with a cracked mouth.

In this scene, it is obvious that there is a dispute within the island country, and I just hit it. At this time, any excuse is meaningless. It is even more foolish to investigate what is the matter. .

At this time, in the village, the sound of puffing up the knife was endless, and the listeners were horrified.

"Sir, there aren't many people in the village. Do you want to kill them all?" After the knife was completed, Sacomo said in a low voice.

It is not trivial for a lord, still a fifth-level wizard, to be killed anywhere, and it is obvious that this group of so-called mercenaries bears the obvious signs of regular troops.

Having gotten into this trouble, the future is endless. Since all these people have been killed, the villagers who witnessed it are also a disaster, it is better to kill them all.

Speaking of which, Romon hesitated.

Luo Meng has learned to be merciless to kill hostile people, but to kill innocent villagers?

Luo Meng still hesitated.

At this time, a rustling voice came from the forest, and a person came over.

Luo Meng was shocked, holding a long sword, but when he saw the person standing in front of him, he couldn't help smiling.

A young woman, with blood gurgling on her shoulders and a child in her hand, she asked, "Stranger, did you save us?"

Her eyes shone a little with anticipation.

Luo Meng did not know how to answer this question, and hesitated.

"Stranger, are you also a druid?" The woman asked again, desperate hope in her eyes was exciting, she was a clever woman.

In the light of the fire, the baby she was holding was really looking at that day.

A couple on ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Romon shook his head and sighed, saying: "Yes, I am also a druid, I don't want to ask what happened, you quickly bring the rest of us, we will retreat.

"Adult!" Sakumo shouted somewhat unwillingly, leaving these people is a big disaster.

Luo Meng shook his hand bitterly, indicating that the topic was over.

"I am McCaya, there are not many people left in the village, but you protect us, lord, we will give you a generous reward, especially you are also a druid." , Speaking.

At this time, tears splashed in her eyes.

Behind her, five or six women, a dozen children, looked at Romon with anxiety.

Luo Meng sighed in his heart, the world is so big, there are always countless tragic things.

Encountered, why?

The risk and the thorns are only borne by oneself according to one's own heart. (!)