Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

On the battlefield, Walton was fighting with a high-ranking golden frost dragon knight, and he was extremely horrified.

"Where did the mistake go wrong? Why did it turn out like this?" After defeating the frost dragon knight, Walton looked around. Berg was also in a difficult battle and was besieged by two frost dragon knights.

As for his two subordinates in name, they had died under the icy breath of the silver dragon.

In the sky, the three bishops were already at a disadvantage.

Facing a real dragon, gaining abilities by plundering the dragon's blood is ultimately a counterfeit product, and was easily suppressed by the opponent.

"No, I have to escape."

Warton kept moving the battlefield around to create opportunities.

On the battlefield, there is never a shortage of smart people, and of course there is no shortage of fools.

A few dragon worshippers chose to betray their teammates to create opportunities for themselves to escape.

The hot magma devoured Weilin's opponent.

Half of the body of the dragon worshipper who turned into a black dragon was destroyed. Looking down from a high altitude, you can clearly see the flesh and blood squirming inside.

Weilin swung his sword and cut off the opponent's head, and a hideous black dragon head rolled to the ground.

"Seraphina, fly high."

"Yes, master."

The red dragon soared into the sky, wandering around the edge of the battlefield, constantly harvesting the lives of those who escaped.

For the strong who were determined to escape, Weilin could only temporarily avoid the edge and pick the soft persimmon.

As time passed, the balance of victory on the battlefield shifted to the silver dragon.

"Bang--"

Accompanied by a loud noise, a red dragon fell from the sky.

The death of the Dragon Worship Bishop here made the Dragon Worship believers who were in a bloodthirsty state sober up.

Seeing this, the other two low-level Dragon Worship Bishops of Soul Intention used their trump cards to repel the silver dragon fighting with them, and each chose a direction to escape.

"Magnus, Rodrick, you guys go after the green dragon, I'll go after the black dragon, we must not let these dirty bastards get away."

"Yes, Uncle Fineus."

The two low-level silver dragons said, and chased in the northeast.

"The remaining knights and dragons, follow Verin's command."

Ferneus turned his head to look at the battlefield, gave orders, and finally chased in the direction where the black dragon fled.

The battlefield gradually became calm, and Verin commanded Seraphina to land on the ground.

He was a little confused. The guidance of fate mentioned the teleportation array, but why didn't the Dragon Worship Cult use it? Is there any secret in it?

Just as Verin was thinking, other frost dragon knights landed beside Seraphina, quietly waiting for Verin's order.

"Knight of the West Wind, what should we do next?" A golden intermediate silver dragon landed beside Verin and asked.

"Scout the surroundings, search all possible hiding places, and find all the fish that have slipped through the net."

"Follow your orders."

The three gold-level silver dragons lowered their heads and answered, and then, according to Weilin's orders, each led a team of frost dragon knights to patrol the valley and eliminate the fish that have slipped through the net.

Weilin jumped off Seraphina and walked on the ground, looking at the doomsday-like scene around him, where the dragon-like bodies of the dragon worshipers and the bodies of the frost dragon knights were intertwined.

About one-sixth of the three hundred frost dragon knights died when they came.

Stepping on the ruins, Weilin took out the Qingmu staff and cast the spell [Tree Activation] to awaken two trees.

Looking at the terrifying faces on the trunks of the two six-meter-high trees, Weilin was a little amused, but this was the spell recorded in the Druid's Book, and his ability was limited, so there was no way to improve it.

With two free coolies, Weilin commanded two tree people to start clearing the ruins in the central area and exploring the situation inside.

Seraphina changed back to human form and followed behind Weilin. She looked at her master's actions with some doubts in her heart, but she did not ask. She believed that her master must have his own reasons for doing so.

After digging more than 30 meters down, a secret room was revealed.

Weilin frowned slightly and drove the tree man down first. After waiting for no danger, he jumped down.

The walls of the underground building were covered with a layer of ice. From the blood-colored ice crystals on the ground, it can be judged that these are the remains of the Dragon Worshipers.

Weilin put the Qingmu staff on the ground and began to sense the surroundings.

The magic circle here has been destroyed by the frost breath of Fineus, and it has become an undefended area. Weilin easily obtained the information inside the building.

"Follow me."

Due to the height of the two tree men, they can only stay here.

Seeing this, Seraphina followed her master and entered the building.

Passing through one room after another, Weilin came to a secret room.

In the middle of the secret room, there is the remains of a teleportation array, which is obviously completely destroyed.

What made Weilin very confused was how Fineus destroyed the teleportation array.

Squatting beside the remains of the teleportation array, Weilin followed the magic lines on it and sensed it.

Seraphina quietly guarded beside him, not disturbing her master's research.

After an unknown amount of time, cheers came from outside, interrupting Weilin's thoughts.

"How long have we been here?" Weilin stood up and asked Seraphina beside him.

"Master, it's been five hours."

"So long?" Weilin was a little surprised. He felt that less than half an hour had passed. "Let's go out first."

It was already dark when he came out of the secret room.

Looking over his head, he saw the bodies of two giant dragons, one black and one green, placed in the center of the valley.

Obviously, these two important figures of the Dragon Worship Cult did not escape from Fineus, and eventually lost their lives here.

After a night of rest, the next morning, several Frost Dragon Knights used ropes to hang the bodies of the Dragon Worship Cultists under the Frost Dragons and brought them back to Fineus City.

Near noon, the three dragon corpses were placed on the square of Fineus City. Under the propaganda of the Frost Dragon Knights, everyone began to cheer and sing the name of Fineus.

"Welin, why did you do this?" Fineus couldn't help but question.

"Brother Fineus, my strength is too weak. If the Dragon Worship Cult comes to me, I can't deal with it." Weilin explained with a smile.

Fineus took a deep look at Weilin. This excuse was poor. He knew that the other party had a low-level soul follower. In addition, the other party was a lord. Based on this, he inferred that there must be several soul-level extraordinary people in the territory.

Then the other party's purpose was very clear, to give all the credit to himself.

"Welin, I said a month ago that I can help you solve any problem you have. This is my promise to you." Fineus looked at Weilin and said, "From today on, you are my brother. My promise to you will be valid until the end of my life."

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