Chapter 1397: The Holy See wants to invade the secret realm of elves?
There was a loud bang and the airship shook violently.
Archmage Heins looked gloomy and raised his hand to pat the magic circle in front of him. On the magic circle, a ray of light rose up and spread out in all directions, showing the surrounding scene in the cockpit:
There was nothing unusual in front, left, right, or above. But in the forest below on the right rear side, a ball of white light was rapidly expanding, expanding, expanding, and it was about to gather enough strength to start attacking.
On the translucent light wall, all kinds of information and data were brushed down like a torrent. Near the white light and at the bottom of the airship, a large number of messages kept alarming:
Enemy attack!
Enemy attack!
Enemy attack!
A radiant sword, with the properties of holy light attack plus sword energy, level seven, breaks the airship's defense cover, breaks the power system, and the airship is about to lose power...
Within a hundred meters upward, downward to the ground, and within a thousand meters horizontally, there are no control spells such as dimensional anchors, dimensional locks, and space cutting;
Within one thousand meters in the horizontal direction, there are five strong energy points, the nature of which may be ancient trees, fire monsters, aquatic monsters, holy light system, holy light system, the energy level is...
Archmage Heins quickly scanned the alarm messages and sneered slightly. Two Nine Rings, just two Nine Rings, dare to come here to ambush him?
Even if the Holy Light spell has restraint on the necromantic system, the necromancer never fights alone!
His thoughts moved slightly, and he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
With a loud bang, the airship exploded in the air, with a shock wave that was stronger than the eight-ring Yangyan explosion, carrying flames, metal pieces, magic crystal fragments, and various parts sweeping in all directions;
Among the shock waves, there were also several figures with a strong aura of death.
The figures may be empty or real, the auras may be strong or weak, some are thrown high, some fall weakly downwards, some fly with blood spilling into the sky, some flash rapidly, pulling out a long string of shadows, clearly moving rapidly.
Use teleportation...
"God said: Let the dead find rest."
A clear prayer sounded from the jungle. The sky was filled with white light, and in a moment, wisps of black smoke rose from the figure in the sky.
Several figures, when illuminated by the white light, immediately appeared as translucent ghosts and burned fiercely. In a moment, they turned from black to gray, from gray to white, from white to transparent, and disappeared.
"...He escaped!"
"You can't escape!" said another older, calmer voice. Among the many figures, an inconspicuous one appeared quietly 500 meters in front of the airship, in the shade of a big tree.
Down.
In the white light that filled the sky, a particularly solid beam of light instantly followed down, blasting the figure, together with the big tree and the roots under the big tree, directly into a huge pit.
"You still have experience."
The younger Radiant Swordsman breathed a sigh of relief. Almost at the same moment——
The shadowless ghosts had already sneaked up from the soil and pounced towards the two attackers. At the same time, nine dark gold skeletons and nine death knights formed a formation and surrounded them from all directions.
It wasn't until the two attackers were entangled that Archmage Heines appeared hundreds of meters away, armed with defense, concealment, teleportation and other spells. His hands were flying, and eight-ring and nine-ring necromancy spells were raining down.
falling like...
"Hey, why do some people always think that they can deal with a nine-ring mage from the council in just these two moves?"
And the Nine Rings and the Nine Rings are also different... The Nine Rings that have just entered the seventeenth level, the Nine Rings that have been settling in the Eighteenth Level for a long time, and the Nine Rings that have advanced to the Nineteenth Level and started to sprint towards the legendary Nine Rings, there is a gap.
Very big!
It won’t be a problem for someone who is level 19 or five or six who are level 17!
The explosions and battles in the forest naturally alarmed the elves. The ancient trees swayed their branches, flowers bloomed, and pollen blew, spreading the news far away;
The birds in the forest fly up, relaying the news one by one, to the friends in the center of the forest;
In the river, the huge anaconda lazily twisted its body and dived into the water...
Master Heins solved the battle without too much difficulty. In fact, the most troublesome thing for him was to capture the two enemies alive - at least one of them alive.
From afternoon to dusk, from dusk to night, two of the nine dark gold skeletons were scattered, two were injured, and three of the nine death knights were smashed. He finally found an opportunity.
The ghost in the bone robe whimpered and howled, and quietly attached itself to the glorious swordsman. Then, while the other party was not paying attention, he gave the cardinal beside him a blow...
"Phew, we finally caught them all." Archmage Heins recalled a death knight, made the horse he was riding kneel down on all fours, and sat on the saddle himself:
"Catch both of them, and it will be easy to torture... Damn it, my airship was blown up, and all the cargo in the airship was blown up... It's very troublesome to transfer one of these things...
"
It has to be transferred from Nevis, from the mainland, all the way! Even if Nevis receives the news and has a ready-made airship transferred immediately, it will take at least a month!
Within a month, he would have to fly between the Mage Tower and the Elf Secret Realm on his own - flying over the vast jungle is still very troublesome...
"By the way, where have I flown to now? How should I go back? In other words, is it faster to go to the secret realm or return to the Mage Tower?"
Theoretically, this place is closer to the Mage Tower... However, it is so tiring to climb several thousand meters of plateau... Even with the flying and teleportation skills, it is still so tiring...
"who?"
"Forestkeeper, Yin Seer Qingye." Among the shadows of the trees, a voice as clear and clear as a spring, as clear as a song, answered:
"The forest told me that there was a battle here, so I came over to take a look. Master of Death, who are you? What just happened?"
"Huh... are they elves... You are here, great..."
Archmage Heins leaned back, spread his hands and feet, and leaned on the horse.
Finally someone leads the way!
Finally someone took action in the forest!
Finally, I no longer have to stumble around, fly above the forest, struggle to find and identify the direction, and be harassed by various flying monsters and insects!
"I am Archmage Hines of the Magic Council. According to the agreement between the Council and the elves, I came to the secret realm to get ore...I was attacked, and the attacker is here..."
An hour later, the fragments exploded by the airship were picked up, held, and carried by the monsters in the forest to a forest clearing, where they were piled into a small metal mound.
Yinser Qingye resolutely refused to let Archmage Heins take action, but blew an emerald tree flute himself.
Amidst the sound of the flute, the shrubs grow rustlingly and gather into a woven rattan cover on the metal mound. On the surface of the dark brown cover, emerald green leaves are used to arrange neat words, telling the visitor what is underneath.
"So, these two prisoners..."
"Can you please lead the way and send us to the Mage Tower?" Archmage Heins has already finished asking. At this time, he is confident and eager to get rid of the question:
"There are also your compatriots in the Mage Tower. Let's interrogate together to see what's going on? We can try to make them compensate for the damage caused to the forest..."
Yinser Qingye laughed. He shook his head slightly:
"Are you going to the Secret Realm? Then go to the Secret Realm as usual. We have many powerful hosts there, making it easy to ask questions. The news is sent back directly, making it less likely to leak. What to do at the Mage Tower is also more convenient.
.”
Archmage Heins nodded obligingly. Yinsel Qingye put the flute across his lips and played another short ditty.
A chubby little red bird landed on his shoulder, as if listening to his music curiously, until the last note ended, then it fluttered its wings and flew away.
"I'll let it send a message. Tomorrow morning, there will be a monster that will take us there." He bowed slightly and said:
"As for the damage to the forest, it will be able to repair itself after a few rains and a season or two. Your airship seems to be in greater need of compensation."
I actually think so too... A nine-ring radiant swordsman, a nine-ring cardinal, even if they squeeze all the oil out of their bones, it's actually not enough to compensate an airship...
Archmage Heins breathed a sigh of relief. It would be great not to share it with others!
The next morning, as expected, four big birds flew together, carrying Archmage Heins, Yinsel Qingye and the two prisoners, flying all the way to the deepest part of the Elf Forest.
This formation naturally alarmed the elves along the way. When they arrived at the edge of the secret realm, two legends and a dozen high-level spellcasters came out to greet them with serious faces:
"Raiders? Are they coming for the Magic Council or us? How do they know they can ambush you here?"
"Please ask." Archmage Heins spread his hands generously. Immediately, two tree men stepped forward, stretched out their branches, wrapped the two prisoners tightly, and dragged them into the secret realm.
"Name."
"Anthony...Anthony Freese."
"Mohari Pedros."
"Where are you from?"
"Kingdom of Brolin, Lower Lorraine."
"Glory Holy City!"
"What are you doing here?"
"Discover the mysteries here."
"What secret?"
"Pseudo Sun God..."
"Pseudo Sun God?"
"The latest powerful attack of the Pseudo Sun God, the Vatican has determined, is related to a certain kind of special ore... We need to find this kind of ore..."
"Then why attack the airship?"
"We analyzed the various ores in the Sun Temple and found none that met the requirements... Every three months, every six months, an airship takes off from the Mage Tower and enters the forest... The heretics are closely related to the false Sun God...
"
The two Elf Legends looked at each other and their expressions became serious. If these two people analyzed the information and acted on their own, then kill them and the information would be cut off here;
If someone analyzes intelligence for them and directs their actions, then even if they are killed, they cannot stop the continuous stream of intruders trying to enter the secret realm...
"Strengthen defense? Tell the ancient trees and monsters not to let strangers in? Or..."