Soul of Burning Steel

The foot of Mordus Mountain is a rolling hill, but the winter snows have filled the depressions, and it looks like a white plain instead.

In the middle of the night, the cold wind howled in the darkness, but even if the vision was blocked by the flying snowflakes, people could still see a golden light in the vast snow.

In the territory of Moldova, the camp of the Scarlet family is located in a pine forest on the hills at the foot of the mountain. It was originally a den of a group of ice wolves, but it is now occupied by humans. What is dazzling is the huge hexagram logo emitting golden light in the sky over the center of the camp.

The Scarlet family set up the camp here after consideration. This hill has a relatively high terrain. If there are powerful mages stationed there, they will be able to suppress the entire foot of Mount Modes from a commanding height. In addition to the terrain advantages, the view to the south here is wide, which can echo with a team of elite heavy knights of the Scarlet family not far from the shore of Lake Barnier.

In a large tent at the center of the camp, Brandon was frowning as he listened to the ranger's report. He saw that the ranger had been running around in the snow for a long time, so he asked the ranger to sit down, drink a sip of hot tea and talk slowly.

Then, in the ranger's grateful narration, the blond swordsman couldn't help clenching his fists.

"This group of lingering heretics!"

Brandon was furious, and he hammered the wooden table in front of him heavily. The fragile table collapsed on the spot, and even the teacup on it was shattered.

"It's okay, I lost control for a while, you continue to talk." Came back to his senses, comforted the ranger with a stiff expression, Brandon took a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down, and asked calmly: "You just now It is said that Herras the Blighter is heading straight towards the Black Forest of Moldova along the forest around the Unfrozen River of Major, and no one survived in the two villages along the way... Then are there other villages and towns on his trajectory? ?”

"Yes, there are White Leaf Town, Russ Village and several hunter camps along the way, but Dahl and Andeni have already gone to inform them."

Thinking of the two villages that had turned into ghosts, the ranger swallowed, and then described the situation clearly, but when he recounted the scene at that time, he couldn't help shivering: "The speed of the wither is not as fast as No hurry, my brother is riding a dragon blood horse, and should be able to evacuate these villages early... After all, Herras will not chase creatures that are not within his vision, this is his habit."

After hearing the news, Brandon let out a long breath, but his expression still did not relax. After questioning the ranger a few more times, the blond swordsman waved him back to rest.

The tent door was closed by the respectful ranger, and the blond swordsman who stayed alone in the tent was silent for a long time, and then sighed.

"The situation is worse than expected...Although I know that any plan may have accidents, this development is still too unexpected."

Since May of Starfall 833, the cultists on the entire continent of Mycroft have suddenly entered an active period, not counting the lunatics in the far south who flowed with the mad dragon and spread the plague, similar to the demon sacrificers, the abyss Scattered cult groups such as the Callers are also emerging in endlessly. The surrounding areas of big cities are fine, but in relatively remote rural border areas, entire villages have been massacred and sacrificed several times.

The Northland is naturally not exempt from customs. Although the number of cultists destroying in the Northland is relatively small, the quality is far superior to other regions. You must know that most of the events of demon summoning and evil god sacrifices, It was all done by bewitched mortals, and even if there were cult members involved, most of them were marginal members who only knew a little bit about the teachings. However, most of these cultists who appeared in the Northland were official members, and even a few were priests who could use blasphemy.

Moldavia has Miss No. 3 stationed in the main city, who can easily identify all suspicious elements, but the Moldavian leader is not so lucky. Verdani can't complete this job by herself, so she can only send Brandon from the imperial capital. Also called to help.

Not long ago, Brandon, Verdani and Joshua joined forces to wipe out most of the cultist gathering places in Moldavia and Moldova. The blond swordsman originally thought that this matter had come to an end, and the territory had resumed. Peace was restored, but unexpectedly, an ancient ruin suddenly appeared in Mount Mordus.

The situation thus became chaotic.

Countless adventurers, archaeologists, mages and weird characters from all over the world are moving towards the Northland at the same time. Their goal is the Moldova Territory. This originally quiet and cold northern land is instantly filled with footprints and Accents, hotels and restaurants throughout the main city and surrounding villages are overcrowded. There are indeed some scum among the adventurers. Thanks to these people, the security of the territory has become a big problem.

In order to coordinate the contradictions and guard these powerful adventurers and mages who are not lacking in gold, Verdani and Brandon can only stay in the main city alone, and stay alone next to the ancient ruins near Mount Mordus. Everyone is too busy to spare, so they can only entrust their daughter to Joshua, who is relatively relaxed.

In fact, Brandon and Verdani have no interest in the ruins. They just want to ensure the safety of the people in the territory. The blizzard seems to be over in the past few days, and the formal exploration and excavation work will start immediately. Both of them are thinking Let these guys finish exploring as soon as possible, and then restore everything to the original state, but accidents always happen frequently, and Herras is the biggest bad news.

"The people in the two villages, even more... I thought that these cultists had been driven away, but I didn't expect them to be interested in the ruins."

The blond swordsman rubbed his forehead wearily, and said with a wry smile: "Herras the Blighter, isn't he active in the western mountain range? He actually came to the Northland for this relic, and no one found it along the way. What are those people at the border doing?"

Although he was in a bad mood, Brandon knew that no matter how much he complained, it would be useless. He stood up and walked back and forth in the tent, with a plan in mind.

"The other party is at the peak of extreme intent, close to the legendary powerhouse, we can only ask Mr. Nostradamus or grandfather to take action."

Although Brandon looks gentle and humble on the outside, he actually has his own arrogance in his heart. He has always disliked asking others to help him with things he can solve by himself, but now he really has no choice but to ask his elder brother to help him. The ultimate powerhouse at the same level as Herras made a move. The other party was the high priest of the cult, and the blond swordsman believed that they would not refuse this reasonable request.

"As for Joshua..."

A name appeared in his mind, and Brandon stopped walking. He frowned and thought for a long time, and finally sighed slowly: "Forget it...he just came back from the Battle of the Holy Mountain and the Wild Dragon."

Because he was in Mount Modes, he hadn't received the notification from the Moldavian lord's mansion, so he didn't know that the soldiers were on the way.

For this friend who is younger than himself but whose strength has progressed extremely quickly, Brandon has always had complicated feelings in his heart. He admires the other party's character, admires his strength, and is slightly jealous of his strength. They are all very clear and admitted one by one. Brandon has always understood that human emotions are complicated. He is indeed a little jealous of Joshua's progress in strength, but he also knows what the other party has paid for it.

In the two years since the two knew each other, the soldiers had been fighting, or were they on their way to the battlefield—the Kuroshio Current, the Great Ajax Mountains, the alien world eroded by chaos, the dragon's lair, the holy mountain mad dragon battlefield, Joshua did not Without the slightest rest, without the slightest fatigue, he has been devoting himself to the battle with all his heart.

Brandon believed that he would never be able to achieve this kind of simple lifestyle and personality, so he also understood that even if he had the same heritage as the other party, he could not have the same speed of progress as the other party.

"What's more, the other party is the peak of extreme intention, the protector of the evil god who is rumored to break through the legendary realm..."

Turning his head and looking at the map hanging in the center of the tent behind him, Brandon murmured, "Even if it's you, you can't beat him."

distance.

The icy wind is like a blade, and the dark clouds are surging.

Endless blizzards fell from the thick clouds like ink, making everything in the world pale, but there was a raging black river in this white world, howling with the wind and surging waves, even in the extreme cold of tens of degrees below zero Can't make it freeze the slightest bit.

And an ordinary town is located beside this surging unfrozen river.

Mai Zhe Unfrozen River, Baiye Town.

This is a commercial town located by the river. Houses with gray roofs are gathered beside the tributaries of the long river, forming a settlement erected on artificial canals and tributaries. area.

White Leaf Town got its name because it is rich in a kind of potion with white leaves. This magical plant called Frost Flower Grass is one of the raw materials for the potion of concentration. During the harvest season, there are a lot of people here, and countless merchant ships flock here Come, buy these petite flowers and plants. Although the residents of Baiye Town have to pay a high potion trade tax because of this, their lives are far more prosperous than ordinary people in the Northland. There are often parties held here in the middle of the night, and no matter what time of day, you can always hear the laughter of the residents .

But now, it fell into a dead silence.

The blizzard was pouring down, and the black clouds like thick ink poured down from the sky, connecting with the distant ice field, I saw dazzling arcs entangled deep in the clouds, and then suddenly burst out a lightning that tore the sky,

boom!

Tree-like forked lightnings occupied half of the sky, accompanied by rumbling roars, which seemed to make even the blizzard tremble.

However, the thunder overwhelmed all the sounds in the world, but it could not overwhelm the sound of a few regular footsteps.

Tap, tap, tap.

A tall man walked silently on the stone road of the small town. His footsteps overwhelmed the roar of the wind and snow and the roar of thunder, becoming the only sound in this space.

The voice of all things was weak because of his existence. Every time the man took a step forward, the earth dried up a step visible to the naked eye. The insects and ants lurking in the nest froze to death under an inexplicable fluctuation. The tiny bacteria in the soil No body was spared, and the thousand-year-old trees beside the road were no exception. They gradually withered and decayed with the pace, and finally dissipated into equal gravel in the strong wind.

The earth thus became a Jedi devoid of any life.

The man's pace is not fast, but rather slow, but every step of his is extremely regular, and there is no slight error in the distance between two steps. Even the most shrewd measuring ruler in the hands of the strictest mage can't measure the slightest difference .

boom!

There was another thunderclap, followed by pale lightning, and the man's appearance could already be seen.

This man was muscular, wearing a black robe, his face was as sharp as a statue, and his dark green curly hair hung down against his temples, making that expressionless, machine-like face even more ruthless.

This man's eyes are like a vortex, a vortex of death that can bury and swallow everything in the deep sea. Lightning cannot take away his sense of existence. It also became insignificant, as if it was just the crying of a child.

Behind this man, there are scattered cold corpses. Their bodies are shriveled and emaciated, as if their blood has been burned. From the wrinkled faces, it can be seen that what happened before them What pain and despair.

In front of these withered corpses was the corpse of a ranger holding a longbow. It could be seen that he seemed to be leading the villagers out of the house and was preparing to evacuate, but unexpectedly encountered the most vigilant target. Judging from the posture of the shrunken corpse, the ranger seemed to want to fight back, but before he could take out the arrows from the quiver, he died silently.

Suddenly, a little girl sobbed softly from the house next to her. The sobbing only appeared for a moment and then stopped immediately, as if her mouth was covered by someone.

But the man who killed most of the villagers didn't notice, and still walked forward step by step.

He walks without bypassing any obstacles. If there is a ditch in front of him, he will cross the ditch. If there is a river in front of him, he will walk on the water. If the house is blocked, he will smash through the house, and if the tree is blocked, he will break the tree. This man is just like a machine, just stubborn Move toward the goal that has been predetermined, and don't care about the surrounding situation.

Heramos the Blight only kills enemies within his field of vision, destroying targets that stand in his way, and if he can't see you with his naked eyes, then he won't attack.

But the next moment, sharp cries and wailing passed through the barrier of the wall and resounded throughout the town, and the man who seemed to never stop stopped his footsteps.

Because in front of him, several figures in gray and black robes appeared.

"Priest Randall."

The man said with a calm, mechanical voice like steel rubbing against each other: "You should wait for my arrival in the cave in the target area. Your behavior is not in line with the plan."

"Herramus High Priest..."

The leading man in the gray quaint robe knelt on one knee, facing the man in front of him, even if he was irritable and irritable, he did not dare to be presumptuous. The priest named Randall spoke as clear and calm as possible "There's been a change in plans, and that's why we're here," he said.

As soon as he finished speaking, several men in black robes came out from the houses by the roadside. The blades in their hands were covered with blood, presumably the blood of those survivors.

"Although it's a bit presumptuous, Your Excellency, your habit is too easy to leave survivors." Randall nodded towards these men in black, asking them to go to other houses to see if there are any survivors. Then he said in a persuasive tone: "This is quite detrimental to our church..."

In the middle of speaking, Randall's voice became smaller and smaller, and then fell silent, because the man was staring at him with extremely flat eyes without the slightest emotion.

"What's the change in the plan?" Herramos' voice echoed in the street, as indifferent as ice and snow: "Describe in detail, there is no need to omit it."

"Yes, yes!" For this high priest like a machine, Randall did not dare to hesitate in the slightest. Although he knew that the other party would never attack his companion, his instinctive fear could not be suppressed. Immediately opened his mouth to describe the various disadvantages encountered by the Plague Order in the Northland, emphatically mentioning another priest, Sina, who was lost in Moldavia.

"Priest Xina." Heramos closed his eyes, he sensed for a moment, and then concluded: "She is isolated from the world, but she is not dead."

"Really!" Randall felt a burst of joy when he heard that. He knew that the man in front of him had this ability. Randall originally thought that his friend had already died in the hands of the Earl of the Northland or sat down in the dragon's mouth, but he did not expect that the other party was still alive, but this did not change his mind. However, just as the gray-robed priest was about to speak, he immediately closed his mouth.

Shaking his head to make the other party silent, the man with dark green hair turned his head to look in the direction of the Western Moldavian leader, and said flatly: "Priest Randall, I already know your thoughts, you want to ask me to take revenge The arrest of Priest Xina's power is in line with the teachings of the church, and I accept it."

"When the ruins excavation plan is over, I will go to Moldavia, rescue the priest of Senna, destroy its main city, and kill its residents."

Herramos' tone was straightforward, as if he was not talking about an evil massacre plan, but was saying that he had to go to work tomorrow and eat bread at night.

There was a whirlpool of light in his eyes: "But now, the ruins excavation plan is the top priority."

"Yes!"

Randall, who was completely read through his mind, was soaked in cold sweat, but he had long been accustomed to Heramos' ability to read people's hearts. The gray-robed priest stood up, and he said with some hesitation: "But the high priest, Moldavi Ya's lord is the dragon slayer Joshua, he also has the strength of mid-level or even high-level extreme, should we be more accurate..."

But at this time, Heramos had already started to step forward again, and he didn't respond to Randall's words, and he didn't care.

But it's not arrogance, and it's not indifference.

This is work.

The whistling sound of the blizzard became clear and powerful again after the man left, and screams and begging for mercy came one after another in Baiye Town, and the scattered cultists were completely wiping out all survivors.

And Randall, who was left behind, was silent for a long time, until the other party disappeared into the snow curtain, and then he let out a long sigh.

"Maybe..." He said with a wry smile, "He really doesn't care."

This is the second update.

Let me say an important thing. My grandma suffered a sudden cerebral hemorrhage a few hours ago. I will take the plane back to China at 12:00 Beijing time this evening. For it at the beginning of the month.

I just had a holiday recently, and I could have resumed normal updates, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen.

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