The night wind on the grassland was still roaring, but the atmosphere tonight was a bit strange. On the way toward the mountainous area of ​​the villa, there were at least four teams that could be seen at a glance. At the front was the church team led by Father Aaron with a serious face, and closely followed by the Noorist Royal Guard. Unlike these two teams that were relatively close, the third team was a little far away, with a horse team in the Nordic temple style. After the Nordic temple team, there were groups of three and three, not along the road, but scattered very open, as if they were a little afraid.

With a strong British style, you can tell at first glance that it is a magician's convoy, but instead followed slowly.

"What happened?" Karen looked at the teams behind him and asked Aaron with some concern. Although Aaron reported on that day, he also said good things for Karen, so Karen was not punished. He was just a student of the church knight, and he might not be able to become a regular person after a while.

"It's a long story." Taren looked ahead with a serious expression, "This is the secret of the church. I can't tell you to listen. But... after you get there, no matter what you see, you must quickly clean it up, and then don't ask anything or say anything."

"I understand." Looking at Aaron's expression, Karen knew that this probably involved some secrets of the church, and it was indeed not something he should have asked about.

Aaron sighed: "Actually, I don't agree with doing this, it's just..."

He shook his head. He didn't say anything, but just drew a cross on his chest.

"As for the team behind, we don't have to pay attention to them. We have the right to enter the villa first. As long as we move faster, cleaner, and leave no traces, they will not find anything when they enter later."

"I know." Karen agreed. He knew something. Aaron did not tell him, but was inconvenient now. He also knew that the church must be doing things that are not related to the so-called light and sacred, or even contrary to contrary, which made Aaron so entangled. But he was not a dogmatist or a believer, and he had to say a purer pursuit. That was actually pure power, so he was very open about such things.

The more you want to adhere to the idealized belief and protection, the more you need strength. Justice and kindness that have no strength to guarantee is just a illusion that is sad and cannot be persisted and maintained.

He understands this better than anyone else.

Aaron and Karen no longer talked, and the church continued to rush forward quietly and rush, while the Royal Guard behind was much quieter, and there were two women who could see at a glance that they did not belong to this team, wearing women's armor and women's robe, hiding their faces under the helmet and pockets.

Compared with these two silent and quiet teams, the Nordic Temple convoy behind is much more lively. In the carriage of the only carriage, Loki was complaining dissatisfiedly.

"You talk about the private affairs of our Nordic temple, what fun will you come to join in with the guests from another world?"

Lancome just snorted at Rocky's complaint and looked at Sebastian.

"Uncle, please answer!"

Sebastian seemed to have not had enough sleep, and was dozing off with his eyes closed. He knew that Lancome had stepped on him hard, and then he yelled and answered Loki.

"His Highness Loki, you can't say that. You must know that from the moment we reached an agreement with you, our group of people have prospered and lost with the Nordic Temple. Moreover, this is not Nordic. If there is something wrong with you, what is going on here? It will be a huge loss to the Nordic Temple. I heard that you are not a god who is good at fighting."

That's right, but why do you feel like you're slapped in the face? Loki was a little confused, but he didn't care about this, but instead had his eyes dripping into the two of them again.

"Since you said you are here to protect me, then do you follow my command and arrangements later?"

"Dream!" Lancome gave him a blank look, "Don't expect to use us as shields and cannon fodder again."

Sebastian nodded and agreed: "I am frank, Your Highness Loki, you may be very good at conspiracy, but I really can't believe in you in the matter of placing troops and commanding battles."

"Then what are you here to do?!"

"We..." Sebastian slowly glanced at Lancome, "We just watched the fun and saw if we would meet people from the same world as us. Of course, we will also take action when necessary. Please rest assured that you will not let you fall in this foreign country."

Unlike the noisy convoys of the Nordic temples, and from the two silent but nervous teams in front, the silence of the magicians in Great Britain is leisurely quiet.

But it was not really quiet, and the mages were talking with their mental power.

"Is there really no need to do anything? Mr. Merlin."

"No, our friends said, this time we are here to watch the show, so we must stay far behind. When needed, throw a few fireballs to pretend, so that there will be no casualties, and don't hurt the other party."

"Mr. Merlin, you mean, our allies have done the matter tonight."

Master Meilin just laughed, but didn't say anything, but the other mages naturally knew it, so a group of men laughed.

However, all the teams were unable to reach the villa, and they were stopped by people before entering the valley.

Two people.

A man, a woman.

A helmet with a strange and chilling look like a helmet forged by ice and cold iron, with a translucent blue armor. In the translucent dark blue like a ghost, something black seemed to cover his whole body.

Another woman, who seemed to be a tree demon or some other race, was covered with lush leaves and vines, and there were strange red flowers blooming sporadically between these leaves and vines.

Only two teams recognized Zhou Chu's helmet, one of which was naturally a church team. Aaron naturally had seen a copy of the helmet and knew the appearance of the real Lich King's helmet, so when he saw this man, an idea immediately emerged in his mind.

Is the clone finally here? To eliminate those replicas.

He thought so.

The other recognized team was the awakened people of the Nordic Temple, and it was still Lancome. She looked at Zhou Chu in a little surprised, then stretched out her hand, pointed at Zhou Chu, and looked at Sebastian again.

"Uncle...that's the Lich King?"

"It should be." Sebastian looked at it with interest for a while, and then answered Lancome, "But it should not be true, but it is true..."

"What does it mean, make it clear!" Lancome stretched out her feet angrily and kicked Sebastian.

"In other words, this is not the real Lich King in World of Warcraft, but another guy like us, but he has gained the power of the Lich King."

"Oh." This description made Lancome understand what Sebastian mean, then looked at Loki and asked Sebastian, "But what does this have to do with the church?"

"I don't know this, but maybe there will be an answer later." Sebastian said, then smiled mysteriously, "I also know why Loki came."

Hearing Sebastian say this, Loki just snorted but didn't say anything. Whether Sebastian can see it or not, he must come.

Seeing these two people sitting on the rocks above the valley, obviously trying to block the way, Aaron turned over and dismounted, walked to the valley, and looked up at Zhou Chu.

"Although I don't know where you are, I think you must know where we are going, and our purpose, and perhaps you also know the answer we want to know?"

"Of course I know." Zhou Chu made a hoarse and chilling voice. As he spoke, cold mist spewed out through his helmet. "Everything has been destroyed by me, and it doesn't make any sense for you to go again." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!