Shaman from Afar

On the wild glacier outside Niederhogg, the three figures are desperately running.

There was no stop, no stop, and I did n’t even dare to look back. I was already panting for a long time, and the two of my heart beating were breathlessly breathing, sprinting through the mountain roads and glacier trails that only allowed three people to pass at the same time.

Especially the gray pupil who was carrying Isaac right behind the dark-haired wizard, and now his face was flushed, and he felt that his whole body was boiling and melting, but he still hugged the "arrogant" always Without letting go, he clenched his teeth closely and followed behind Loren.

"boom--!"

The endless tremors caused the snow and ice in the mountains to fall continuously, bursting again and again behind and in front of your eyes.

The most recent one was even above their heads, but this only allowed the two to run faster.

Never stop, this is the only consensus among the three people!

From the departure to the destination is only half a day away, as long as half a day is enough-the dark-haired wizard who has tried his best to gritt his teeth, and his beating heart almost burst out of his chest.

Even if the other party really owns tens of thousands of carrion demons, it is impossible to use them all to chase down three of them; at the moment, it can only hope that there are other things that are interfering with the white man with the beard, Fauda. You cannot use all your strength to overwrite yourself.

Hope is slim, but this is also the only chance, otherwise tens of thousands of monsters will swarm into the snowy mountains and they will die anyway!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom--!"

The tidy and orderly sound of stepping sounded continuously from behind, just in the blink of an eye, the pale "torrent" had been attached from the nearly vertical ice wall ants, and the queue rushed up from behind to the three people.

No matter how slow the speed is, no matter how far they are from the three people; just the one who has not stopped from the beginning, keeps falling, and constantly adding new monsters, comparable to the pace of the elite legion The sound makes the scalp numb!

"I said ... can we really run away?"

Isaac shook the shoulders of the gray pupils, and the trembling voice of Isaac almost couldn't bear the urge to not look behind him: "Just judge from the current situation, I feel like I have little hope!"

"Is it time to think about this ?!"

Lucien, whose cheeks had started to bleed and bleed, could not help but shouted behind him: "There is still a silver lining to continue running. Isn't it absolutely dead to stop?"

"I think you are completely fallacious. Even if we continue to escape and be caught up, it will be sooner or later-or do you think these monsters also need to rest in the intermission, or they have to make up for it after they run tired ?!"

"I think you really want me to throw you down, right?"

"I have said it before. Now I repeat it again. It is easy for you to have such rigid thinking!"

"To shut up--!"

The three who ran and quarreled while arguing constantly accelerated, turned sharply, and overturned in the mountains ... every means were used to get rid of the carrion monsters who were chasing behind them; Keep up with it slowly until ...

A cliff appeared in front of them.

"jump--!"

Isaac, who closed his eyes, shouted in his throat; the three retreating irrevocably, this time without any hesitation, jumped from the edge of the cliff and disappeared in a white snowstorm!

………………………………………………

The three people who were panting violently climbed into the cave staggeringly, looking at the pale pale withered figure that was falling from the cliff, slightly relieved.

The dark-haired wizard with dignified face held the mountain wall and stared at the outside of the cave; while Lucien and Isaac, who had been out of breath for a long time, collapsed directly to the ground, slowly recovering their energy weakly.

"I, I said ... Did you get rid of them?" The weak Isaac was lying on the ground, his expression almost dying: "There is still a long way to go, I don't want to wait until Nidho There was no excitement when I was at the gate. "

"Obviously I ran behind you all the way, why do you look more tired than me!"

The weak gray pupil could n’t help complaining, breathing slowly and said: “It ’s only temporary-there are at least tens of thousands of carrion demons in the entire Daxue Mountain, if the apostle of the 'dead corpse' really prepares Catch us and be discovered is just a matter of time! "

"Moreover, I suspect that Fawda probably let us leave intentionally!"

"Intentional?" Isaac gave Lusien a glance of disbelief.

"Lucien is right."

The voice of the dark-haired wizard suddenly came, causing the two lying on the ground to look up at the same time; Loren, slightly frowning, turned around, calming the heartbeat about to burst out of his chest:

"This is also my judgment-the other party probably guessed from the beginning that we will not tell him the truth, so in this way find the real entrance to Niederhogg."

"As long as ... keep on tracing, there will definitely be our last stop!"

In a word, Isaac and Lusien, who had just been relieved, became nervous again.

That ’s right, even without Isaac ’s wit, I ’m afraid that Fawda will deliberately make one or two of the three people “escape”; in such a nervous situation, there is no plan to escape There is only such a choice.

This is a "cat scratching mouse" game, escape is the only option, it is already impossible to win at a huge disadvantage.

Compared with Faoudda, who has a large army and is an apostle of the evil gods, he has too few cards in his hand-so poor that he wants to kill the encirclement, and it is difficult to save his life and the lives of those around him.

Since that is the case, at least you must jump out of the "game rules" regulated by the other party, and then do everything possible to find a new hole card in order to have a winning chance!

Brandon and his army are still in the wasteland of Blood Skeleton, in a position completely opposite to him; the army of the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain is thousands of miles away, and Connor will never go north for himself;

But ... there is at least one more person who must be near Niederhogg now.

"It's not a way to continue dragging on like this. You must evade the monster army of Fawda." Lucien, who was leaning on the rock, slowly stood up and said weakly:

"I'm going to be the bait, and Lord Loren and Isaac will take the opportunity to go to the entrance!"

"Ailman's stink boy, what are you talking about?"

"I'm not bullshit-this is a war, a certain sacrifice is necessary to achieve the goal!" The gray-eyed teenager looked down at Isaac with a self-deprecating chuckle:

"... I should have been hanged when I was at the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain; I am still a blessing of the Holy Cross and I have already earned it."

"Not to mention ... I am the only one of the three who does not know where the entrance is, and even if they are caught, they will not help; neither of you need to worry about me leaking and then ..."

"It has nothing to do with that!"

Roughly interrupted the words of the gray pupil, the dark-haired wizard who looked back looked out of the cave: "We have two soldiers-you and Isaac take the second route, I take the first; there I will try to attract their attention as much as possible before, this is my plan! "

"Lord Loren ..."

"Lucien!" Loren, who interrupted him again, turned his head back ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ staring at the gray pupil's anxious expression indifferently: "Your current identity is my guard, not the Boundary Mountain Fortress Legion Head of one of the flags-and I am not asking for your opinion now, but giving you orders! "

"By the way, when I was in the ancient wood forest, I used to win nearly a hundred elves who died to me-so I don't need you to tell me the necessity of sacrifice, I know it!"

Silent Lussine stared silently at the dark and deep eyes, and Isaac silently grabbed his right hand by the dust behind him, and dragged him with irresistible strength to the depths of the cave, Leave Loren alone.

It was not until the silhouette left that the black feather eagle on the shoulder of the dark-haired wizard disappeared in a burst of black smoke, turning into a teenager in a little red and black dress, and raised his mouth to look at him meaningfully:

"Ready?"

"Is this still what you said?" Loren, who looked nowhere, nodded slightly:

"It's time to go to the death match--!"