Chapter sixty nine
Xinying's endurance is getting longer and its flight time is fast. It is rarely affected by the external environment. Its huge wings spread in the cold air. It didn't take long to land on the cold winter fortress. Just as the stars are shining, a team of hundreds of people left the cold winter city...
Some guards saw it and couldn't help but wonder. They grew up in the cold winter city since childhood, and naturally knew about the knights in the cold winter city. There were many teams in the cold winter city. The team in front of them was called the Cross Guardian Army, which consisted of the oldest soldiers and knights in the cold winter city, and was also the most crowded team in the cold winter city.
Usually, most of them live in the cold winter city and teach some young servants from time to time. Now they rarely do tasks. This time they don’t know what the task is, so they actually sent so many people at once.
The Hebrew tribes connected to the right side of the cold winter city and passed through this place. Naturally, they would not notice it in the Fortress. The guardians rushed along the way without any pauses along the way. In this way, they quickly passed through the indigenous tribes and entered the volcanic group.
It took two days like this. Along the way, because of the rugged mountain road and the rapid march, four veterans accidentally fell off the cliff and were buried on the march. Even so, the march did not stop at all, and they passed through the snow, and the shadow of the tribe had already appeared at their feet.
The Knight who led the team was an old man about sixty years old. When his figure paused straight on the snow, he looked at the faces that showed fear, with no sympathy in his eyes, and it seemed even colder than the temperature outside.
Waving his arm, the soldiers behind him rushed directly to the crowd like beasts with fangs...
The soldiers waved their weapons, and under their weapons, there were no men and women, no elderly or children, only blasphemers, blood dyed the space of the night red, and howlings penetrated the jungle. When all the sounds disappeared, the soldiers rushed into wooden houses, and cried out from the room, and soon they became silent again.
The blood gradually penetrated the space and did not disappear like the last time. After collecting it, the knights led the soldiers to stop in front of the old knight, and balls of beating flames filled the space under the night.
The soldiers stood outside the flames. When they saw the figures rushing out of the flames, the weapons in their hands immediately understood them. Then, they threw them all into the flames. After the flames were extinguished, only unrecognizable remains were left. From beginning to end, no one of the knights used arrows.
When everything turned into wreckage, the figures of the knights then took off their clothes and left. The night became deeper with the flashing light. The unknown cold wind blew across the space, revealing the unprecedented coldness. When the morning light was revealed on the treetops, when the darkness shrouded on the wreckage gradually retreated, what was left in the world?
Perhaps, there is only silence left!
The knights' injuries healed one after another, but with the gradual recovery of their bodies, the atmosphere in the Bulu Fort still seemed very strange. Since the news that the magic technique could only accelerate healing but could not restore the vitality of their arms, Lancaster did not take another step out of the fortress.
His actions affected everyone in Bulu Castle, and all the knights also understood how much the loss of an arm would have to do for the knight, not to mention the last name on this knight.
Kaz ~!
The wooden door of the fortress was suddenly pushed open, which scared Weirs, who was about to push open the wooden door.
Xia Zuo's figure walked out of the fortress, tied the rope behind the chain armor, which was very convenient to untie it, but if you want to wear it, someone needs help from behind. Seeing him ready to go, he seemed to have no rest for another night.
I don't know why, since Xia Zuo came back this time, Welsh always felt that Xia Zuo had changed a little. When standing beside him, he always felt a sense of fear, as if there was an extremely terrifying beast standing beside him, but this was obviously not fear, but it seemed to be an instinct in the deepest part of the soul.
In addition to this, after returning to Bulu Fort, Xia Zuo was obviously silent, and sometimes he would sit quietly on the chair and stare blankly, which surprised Weirs even more!
"He hasn't come out yet?" Xia Zuo asked, and Welsh reacted immediately, nodded quickly, opened his mouth but said nothing.
"Just say anything!" After getting Xia Zuo's approval, Weirs obviously felt a little more courage. "The longer the time, the more toxins there will be in his arms, and then..."
Hearing this sentence, Xia Zuo couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Although Xia Zuo firmly believed that he had done nothing wrong, for the knight, the blow of disability was far greater than death.
"Actually, there is no way to cure his arm..." Xia Zuo's body was shocked, and his hands immediately grabbed his shoulder. Welsh took a cold breath from his mouth, and he felt that the bones on his shoulders seemed to be crushed by him.
Xia Zuo withdrew his hand awkwardly. Weir looked at Xia Zuo angrily, then quickly withdrew his gaze, and then wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Just a bottle of potion, the broken arm can grow again!"
As long as magic is added to the potion, the effect of the potion can be increased multiple times, and this is the so-called potion. The more powerful a magician is, the greater the effect of the potion. According to legend, it can not only keep people young forever, but also bring back to life. However, the potion today is used to spread disasters and plagues in the vast majority of people.
He glanced at Weirs, and under Xia Zuo's gaze, Weirs hurriedly lowered his head and lost the courage to look at him...
The light in the depths of his eyes kept beating. Finally, Xia Zuo walked back to the fortress. Just when Weirs felt strange, Xia Zuo walked out of the fortress with a cross sword. Weirs' face turned pale and couldn't help but take seven or eight steps back. His eyes were full of fear, and he regretted that he had come up with some bad idea!?
However, Xia Zuo pulled out the cross sword not for him. He grabbed the scared Welsh, who was so scared that his legs were weak, and walked towards the fortress of Lancaster. When he arrived in front of the door, he kicked the wooden door open. Suddenly, a stench came to his face.
"Get out of here, I don't want to see you!"
Lancaster's voice revealed a little trembling, and he could no longer hide the pain in his body, but his tone still showed indifference and strangeness.
Xia Zuo ignored it and stepped directly into the fortress. He saw his figure curled up in the darkness at this time. Several snow crows were attracted by the breath and stayed at the window of the fortress. A strange light passed through the gap in the window and enveloped his face, but it looked so pale...
Lancaster seemed to have sensed something, his eyes turned slightly, a little fear appeared in his eyes, and his voice became hoarse, "I don't need your help, get out of here!"
Xia Zuo ignored it and walked towards his curled figure step by step until he walked in front of him and blocked the light outside the window. Lancaster's figure was not weak or afraid, but he couldn't help but tremble, but his already rotten arm was hidden tightly in his arms...
Xia Zuo's figure stood under the starlight and did not move. Weirs' figure stood behind him, holding his breath unconsciously. When the faint light moved away his figure, a torn and painful sound suddenly sounded from the darkness. The crow docked on the window was so scared that it flew away from Bulu Fort!
Chapter completed!