This contempt and power made the elves hidden in the darkness extremely angry and started to commotion. Several people wanted to take action.
This is the result Griffith wants. Although he does not have all the information, Galadia is under siege, Sidious has become an enemy, and the tragic scene of several corpses lying on the ground is vivid.
This is the residence of the consul, and the battle broke out here. There must have been drastic changes in Canaan that could shake the foundation.
As for why, this is not what he cares about. Griffith must persist at all costs until reinforcements arrive. For this reason, he resolutely decided to stand up and attract the attention of all enemies.
He took back his conviction and took off the strong shield behind his back. When he came here, he had already realized the crisis of the situation, so he was naturally fully armed.
All the enemies in front of him are extraordinary, but even so, he will fight until his last breath.
Griffith drives Minos:
"Minos, prepare to move the corpses on the ground. In addition,
"Tell me about the existence behind you."
…
Galadia's eyes had begun to shed bloody tears. She stood up, held Griffith's shoulders, and hid behind him. The scarlet magic eyes swept over the attacker who was about to move, and once again condensed the thrilling ghost.
like flame.
"Retreat," someone suddenly ordered in the darkness, "Enough time has been wasted, leave now."
Sidious looked expressionlessly at his sister hiding behind his broad shoulders, then took a deep look at the menacing would-be knight, and then glanced at the thunder-like blade on the Archon's corpse.
A ball of ethereal fire immediately ignited the place, isolating him from his holy sword. Sidious was speechless, and slowly walked forward and disappeared into the air as if he were stepping onto the steps of nothingness.
The dangerous atmosphere disappeared one after another, and they took away several corpses farther away, leaving behind the remains of the Archon and Lars. The garden entered an icy silence.
Galadia covered her eyes that were shedding tears of blood, looked at the cold and decaying corpse on the ground, couldn't help sobbing softly, and then burst into tears.
"Garadia, I'm here," Griffith leaned down, held the trembling girl in his arms, and comforted softly, "I'm going to summon the Canaan guards right away, and they will protect you.
Then we will pursue these attackers and make them pay."
"No, no!" the girl cried heartbreakingly, but still held his shoulders firmly, "I am Galadia Villanoy, the eldest daughter of the former consul, and now she is probably
The first heir of the Villanoy family."
The extreme sadness, anger and madness had dissipated from her eyes. While holding back her tears, Galadia said in a choked and hoarse voice:
"Pack up the equipment and weapons, let's run. We must go to meet my mother and Ms. Aviana Silver immediately."
I was naive... Griffith reacted almost instantly. The crisis in Galadia has not been resolved, and the situation is still dangerous.
The archon of Canaan and his relatives suddenly fell. His eldest son is likely to be the mastermind, or at least the main suspect. The political power of Canaan is about to face huge turmoil, and many forces will compete for the vacuum of power. Here at any time
It is the Kingdom of God on earth, but judging from my experience over the past two days, it is not perfect.
Under this situation, searching for and retaliating against the attackers was no longer their business.
The daughter of the former consul reacted almost immediately. Although she is still a girl with a simple mind in daily life, her instinct for politics and power has already been subtly engraved in her heart. In other words, the tragedy of her family is causing her to grow up rapidly.
Whoever can obtain her will be able to lay claim to Villanoy's power and wealth in the name of the successor. She must not be controlled by other forces until there is a reasonable explanation of the incident.
"No matter who it is, as long as they get me, they will definitely be detained. What happened here tonight is all made up by them." Galadia wiped her face desperately, but the tears mixed with blood could not be wiped clean no matter what, "Ge Ladia
Riffis, you will definitely be killed.
"As long as the situation is stabilized, they will find ways to allow me to give birth to an heir, and the power and surname of Villanoy will be passed on again.
"Hurry up, other forces will soon find something strange here. Pack up the equipment before they arrive, and then we will run to the west!"
Griffith immediately stood up. Just as he was about to leave, out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the long sword inserted into the Archon's body. This glorious sword was like condensed thunder and lightning, and the blade was as saturated with melted snow as it was a dazzling ice blue.
The sharpness makes it impossible to look away.
"Bring Hanguang with you," Galadia also noticed the sharp blade, "This is a powerful holy sword. Although it cannot break the soul binding with Sidious and cannot use many abilities, it is also very sharp as a weapon.
"
Griffith carefully pulled out the sword from the Archon, and at the same time found that the Archon looked familiar. His appearance was as withered as a mummy, but he could still vaguely see his former appearance.
He is Estas? An elf who had a chance encounter last night. I never expected that when we meet again it would be like this. Wait a minute, did he know something in advance before he came to look for me? A prophecy or a conspiracy? Last night, I was actually
A strange aura was felt outside the temple, and then he appeared. This must not be a coincidence.
The Archon knew my name, so why did he hide his identity from me? What was the purpose of his conversation with me?
While Griffith was thinking, Galadia came to his side, closed her eyes for her almost unrecognizable relatives, gritted her teeth and prepared to take off some accessories and equipment.
At this moment, the Archon's body suddenly shattered into pieces and turned into fly ash and flew away in the wind, leaving not even the crystallization of the extraordinary characteristics behind.
This scene almost defeated Galadia again.
…
They collected some gems, horses, weapons and clothes. Galadia put on hunting clothes and light armor that were easy to move as quickly as possible, and brought a bow and arrows. Griffith also found a weapon in the living room.
A shining silver lance.
He didn't have much time to search here, so he hurriedly grabbed some weapons and food and led the horse to wait for her in the garden.
"We ran west, entered the forest and left over the mountains," Griffith asked. "How much time do we have?"
He took a rough look at the map and conceived an escape route. Highways and border fortresses had to be avoided. Canaan's officials could not be trusted until he met Ms. Sylph.
"After Dad and others' psychic powers disappear, Nebula Temple will be in chaos within half an hour to an hour, and all forces will notice it," Galadia said. "If someone wants to arrest me, they will first
Use nearby men to search and delay until the extraordinary ones arrive."
Galadia has wiped off the blood on her face, but her spirit is very lethargic and her psychic abilities are somewhat confused.
"I just used the new ability of the magic eye and suffered some backlash," she said softly. "It will take a day or two to recover."
In other words, once we encounter a hostile transcendent, neither of us can resist. Griffith put away his thoughts and took her to run at full speed into the forest outside the city.
They took six horses with them, constantly switching horses to maintain speed, and moved through secluded lanes.
Two hours later, a patrolling elf force appeared in front of them. They were well-equipped, with twenty half-elf soldiers led by a spellcaster and ranger scattered at the intersection of two paths. The military horses were tied to
On the tree trunk on the side, it seems to be resting.
Although there are no city gates in Canaan, some watchtowers and outposts are built near forests and suburbs as bases for patrolling troops.
"Destroy or disperse them," Griffith leaned his lance on his shoulder armor. "They are not in formation or riding horses, so they are vulnerable."
"Wait, let me ask about the situation first," Galadia hurriedly stopped him, "They are my compatriots. If they are ordinary patrol teams, they will pass peacefully."
"They will report to their superiors and expose our traces," Griffith shook his head and said, "At least interfere with their communication."
Galadia nodded, took out her wand and started chanting. Soon, Griffith found that his ears were filled with a strange buzzing echo, and the echo crystal had lost its function.
The patrol found two people riding horses from the city. The ranger leading the team first noticed the consul's daughter and came to ask in a calm manner:
"Good evening, Miss Villanoy, where are you going with your entourage at this time?"
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"I'm going to the forest to perform some rituals," Galadia said, "Let's go there."
"There is something unusual going on over there with the orcs. We have received orders to guard against the intrusion of a small group of spies," the Elf Ranger officer replied respectfully, "Please wait a moment, we need to report it."
Griffith slowly put down his lance and silently swept across the team in front of him. The ranger officer looked at them without hostility. His fellow caster was using the echo crystal to contact his superiors, but it seemed unsuccessful.
Fidgeting with confusion on his face.
The half-elf soldiers have some signs of psychic ripples, but they are not powerful. They should not be the official Beyonders of Sequence 8. But they also wear beautiful silver helmets and armor, and hold spears and bows. There are military horses tied under the nearby trees.
He was eating horse food leisurely.
After waiting for a moment, Galadia asked the ranger leading the team: "It seems that there is a problem with your contact. I have no obligation to wait for you and will take my leave."
The ranger officer glanced at her, with no expression or emotion on his face. He nodded, took two steps back, and raised his hand to the half-elves:
"Kill humans."
As soon as he finished speaking, Griffiths had already drawn his gun and rushed over on horseback. He stabbed the ranger officer who was escaping quickly with one shot. He then pulled out a throwing gun on the side of his saddle and threw it at the spell caster who was preparing a spell.
"Bang!" The spear shattered the shield and lightly stabbed the caster's arm. Galadia bent her bow on her horse and shot an arrow through his throat.
But the half-elves around him didn't panic or scream at all. They were originally scattered on both sides of the road, but in a blink of an eye they had gathered, surrounding them in cold silence.
The five half-elf soldiers who reacted fastest grabbed their spears and were about to launch a volley. But the armored cavalry was much faster than them. Before the spears could be released, they rushed over and knocked them into pieces. Six of them were holding spears.
Soldiers immediately surrounded them. Wearing silver helmets with bright yellow and bright red feathers on their heads, holding three-meter armor-piercing guns, and hanging small anti-arrow shields on their left arms, they did not yell or shout, facing the menacing armor.
The cavalry launched a siege shoulder to shoulder.
They are really elite soldiers, and they are well prepared!
Griffith drew his musket and threw it at a spearman. As soon as the musket was released, he pulled out his gun and pulled the trigger at the gathered soldiers.