The explosion shook the canyon. The twists and turns of the cliff reflected the roar, stirring back and forth and spreading far away.
But Gretel could not hear these movements in the cabin. The only thing he could feel was a deafening loud noise.
boom!
There was a loud noise.
Behind Gretel, the barbarian's arm holding the steel shield suddenly tightened. Gretel was also pressed forward, feeling a tightness in his chest.
Bernard used the thrust to fly forward, and a huge wave of air hit him, almost pushing the powerful warrior more than two meters tall into the air.
Tsk, tsk, tsk... Fortunately, I'm well prepared...
Gretel secretly rejoiced.
If he had been careless and just put up a shield for himself, or simply let Bernard pull him away, he would probably be vomiting blood now, right?
He hung on Bernard's back and rushed out of the cabin. When he stepped onto the deck, the cargo ship was already swaying and starting to sink.
The barbarian simply gave up rowing, and instead grabbed the small boat on the side and swung it out with all his strength. Then he jumped up, stepped hard on the small boat, jumped directly to the edge of the cliff, and flew towards the top of the mountain.
The moment he stepped onto the top of the mountain, a bright light bomb rose from the direction of the Lord of Glory's fleet, illuminating the surrounding areas.
They found it!
"run!"
Several people shouted at the same time.
The red-robed Bishop Hawke of the Lord of Glory Church was extremely angry. Others led the main fleet, while he led the squadron;
Others sailed dozens of miles easily, but he crossed the rough seas and struggled for hundreds of miles in fear;
Others rushed directly to the opposite capital, and his opponent was a local count;
The palace coup over there has been completed, and he can just go there and accept the results. He still needs to calculate the time and ride the tide into the depths of the river, then march hundreds of miles, go around to the rear of the other party's team and launch a decisive blow...
Such a gap, even if he performed his favorite activity that day - the execution of heretics - could not make him feel any better. To make matters worse, in the middle of the night, when he was sleeping comfortably, he was interrupted by a loud bang.
Wake up!
Hawke was awakened by a huge roar, his heart beating wildly. He reached out to touch the water glass on the bedside, took a sip and it turned out to be cold, and threw the glass down:
"What happened?"
"No...not here...it's somewhere far away..."
"check!!!"
The red-robed bishop gave the order, and a group of black knights immediately climbed up the cliff and followed the sound.
This team of knights belongs to the Inquisition and is not good at frontal combat. However, it is specialized in performing searches, arrests, interrogations and other tasks. A team of ten people, led by a level 7 knight, ran upstream for a short time when they saw torn...
Sails and splinters of wood kept floating down the current.
"Upstream!" shouted a sharp-eyed young attendant. The knight captain turned back and glared at him: "Wilbo, what does Chapter 7, Section 15 of the Holy Code say?"
The young attendant's cheeks immediately turned pale. He lowered his head, but did not dare not to answer, or even to answer slowly:
"God said, if you see strange things, do not be alarmed. For I am with you and I am protecting you. You must be quiet, calm, comfort My Lamb, and convey My grace to them."
"Confess to Father Richard when you go back." The captain said coldly and continued to chase. They followed the clues and turned a corner of the mountain wall. They were just in time to see the cargo ship in front of them slowly sinking, and there were still some things left.
The last bit of mast tip.
"The ship sank." The captain came to the conclusion while standing on the top of the cliff. He then glanced at his subordinates: "What are you doing standing still? Myron, go back and report to Mr. Hawke that a ship sank upstream. Details.
We’re still exploring;
Lynch, go into the water and see how deep the water is in this section and whether the channel will be blocked;
Pine, Nick, you two go down the cliff to search to see if it is man-made and if there are any masters inside;
Myron, Gordon, Fitch, search forward..."
He gave orders in an orderly manner. Soon, one message after another was gathered in front of the captain.
"Footprints found at the bottom of the cliff!"
"I found traces of rope climbing! This kind of mountain wall needs to be climbed with a rope. There must be someone in the team who is not above level 5!"
"The planks on the bottom of the ship were largely shattered. It wasn't scuttled! There isn't much oil on the water, so it wasn't caused by burning oil! What sank the ship was either alchemy equipment or magic! There are mages in the team!"
"There are no dead people in the water! The boat was deliberately brought here to sink and block our road..."
There are more and more clues, and the situation is becoming more and more obvious. The captain did not wait for all his subordinates to return before issuing the second order:
"Chase! Chase forward as quickly as possible along the ridge! Notify the back that there are heretics maliciously sinking ships and blocking the holy fleet. We are searching for the enemy's location and need magic help!"
News from the Inquisition Knight Team reached the red-robed bishop one by one.
Bishop Hawke could keep his expression unchanged at first, sitting in front of the walnut desk, drinking tea slowly. His wide sleeves drooped straight, and the gold thread on the sleeves reflected the candlelight without any ripples. However, when he heard
When "the big ship can't pass, it will take at least three days to clear the channel." He finally succeeded and threw the tea cup again:
"Abominable heretics! Let them step up the search. Who is leading the team? Benjamin? Give him an order to capture those heretics and burn them! Burn them! Well, they need to show the enemy's tracks? Go and ask Ya
Master Sa, ask him to activate the Great Light Technique!"
The knights of the Lord of Glory were searching for traces of the enemy. The task force that had successfully sunk the cargo ship was still running wildly. Bernard did not let Grete get off the ground at all, but just carried him and continued to run forward. Master Daniel set a trap for himself
Using the floating spell, he jumped forward, grabbed the edge of the steel shield, and hung it beside him like a kite.
The group of people didn't even dare to light the torches, so they rushed to the foot of the mountain and fled eastward along the mountain wall. This was what had been discussed long ago: going south was the direction back to the main camp, and it was a flat plain for hundreds of miles. If they were caught by the opponent,
There is a dead end. The only way is to go east and use the cover of the mountains. Maybe the other party can't find them!
They rushed out two or three miles in one breath. Just when the mountain wall began to twist and they were about to hide in a depression, a white light suddenly appeared behind them!
Grete looked back in horror. Very far away, a man in white robes flew up in the air, holding a spherical magic item in his hands, and thousands of rays of light shot out. The man lowered his head and prayed, his voice seemed to be
There was no sound, but it reached Gretel's ears calmly:
"My Lord, you are the origin of all things, you are the creator of the world, and you are the only holiness. My Lord is the greatest, my Lord is the highest. Your eyes see everything, and all evil has no escape..."
After a long section of prayer ended, the ball suddenly burst into brilliance, shining for miles. The dazzling white light illuminated Grete's surroundings as if it were daytime!