Before Frila could react, Angele pulled her violently into the carriage, avoiding a broken knife that was spinning towards her.
"Be careful!" Angelet patted the little guy's face to make him wake up.
Boom! !
There was an explosion immediately outside the carriage, as if something exploded. The dazzling red firelight shone in from the car window, dyeing the entire car red.
In the dense green woods, a ball of golden-red flames exploded. The golden-red flame air waves formed spread in all directions like water ripples, hitting the trees of the convoy, causing a series of vibrations.
The carriages and livestock in the motorcade were all pushed several meters away.
Angele¡¯s bullock cart shook violently and moved more than three meters to the left, leaving black friction marks on the ground.
In the center of the golden-red explosion, only the lower half of the black-cloaked leader's body was left standing, and half of the leader's head was still on the ground.
"Uncle, you can't escape, you can't escape." Half of his mouth came out with a sharp female voice, and the resentment in it made people shudder.
Snapped!
Hylia crushed half of his head with one foot. Unable to escape, he looked back at the lady in black behind him.
The lady is slowly taking back her right hand, and her left hand is still holding a small white ball with delicate golden patterns engraved on it. Seeing Hylia's gaze shift, the lady smiled slightly.
"This is a high-end holy light bullet sold by the church. It is very powerful. It is very lethal to witchcraft creatures, ghosts and monsters, but does little harm to living people and ordinary things."
"It is indeed very powerful." Hylia looked at the white ball, still feeling frightened. At that moment, a ball suddenly flew behind him and exploded. In the golden red flames of witchcraft, he thought he must have died. Unexpectedly, he was only blown away a certain distance, and his whole body was safe and sound.
The lady was about to continue talking when suddenly there were faint footsteps in the dense forest.
Angelet also looked out of the window from the carriage. "People from the church?" He frowned. I didn¡¯t expect people from the church to come so quickly. He had obviously gotten rid of these people for a long time, but now he was caught up with them again.
Frella opened her bright eyes in his arms, as if she was still recalling the moment just now. Between life and death, she seemed to be frightened all of a sudden.
Deep in the green forest, a group of figures in silver-white armor were approaching quickly. When these people saw the messy battlefield, they were a little stunned, led by a female knight. His cold eyes scanned the crowd, and finally landed on Hylia.
"Found it, send the signal!" She ordered her deputy in a cold voice, and she stepped forward alone, pulling out the broad sword at her waist with a clang, and the edge of the silver blade slowly lit up with a subtle white light.
The pace of this female knight was heavy and powerful, without any hesitation. It was slow at first, then became faster and faster, and became more and more urgent. He waved his broadsword several times with both hands and rushed toward Hylia.
"Heresy!! Die!"
The female knight actually rushed directly to Hylia.
Hylia also remained silent. When he saw the female knight's face clearly, he wailed, turned around and ran away. The 'girl' in white followed him with ease, showing no signs of taking action.
"Lady Diana, I'll see you again in the future!" Hylia shouted loudly from a distance, and she and the female knights chased each other, and soon disappeared into the dense forest.
There were only red leather armored guards and the corpses of thieves left. The lady in black frowned, standing there not knowing what she was thinking. Looking at the direction Hylia left, he didn't look back for a long time.
Some of the guards who were still alive began to pick up the bodies of their comrades, cursing. Most of their faces were numb and calm. It was obvious that such things did not happen occasionally.
Angelet got out of the bullock cart, glanced at the lady in black, and gently whipped the black bull.
The guard leader who promised him to follow the convoy was repaying something with the lady in black.
Angele didn¡¯t bother to say hello, and hurriedly drove the sugarcane ox cart silently and ran towards the woods in the other direction.
With the sound of clanking, the gray-white ox cart quickly and bumpily drove into the other side of the forest and gradually disappeared around the corner.
Angele drove the ox cart, a flash of blue light flashed in his eyes, and he adjusted the route of the ox cart slightly, making a circle silently, and rushed towards the direction where Hylia and others left.
No one can be seen in the convoy of ladies in black behind them, and the green-eyed man who caused the dispute is nowhere to be seen.
There are lush dense forests all around, and the golden light is cut into pieces and flows continuously.On the carriage, on Angelet's clothes. A strange whining sound came from far above my head.
"Where are we going?" Friela got her little head out of the carriage. She held the saw cross sword tightly in her arms.
"Just find a place to spend your whole life." Angelet replied casually.
"Huh?" Friela's face was stunned.
Angelet turned around and pinched her cheek. "You really believe it? We are now considered wanted criminals by the church. When we see the knights of the church not running away quickly, why do we stay here to seek death? In short, we can't follow the original route. We have to find a place to hide first."
"Oh" Furila then remembered that she was a wanted criminal, and her big bright eyes suddenly dimmed. She wiped a few handfuls of sweat from her face with her sleeves, and most of the discoloration ointment on her face was wiped off.
The birthmark on my forehead has turned from black to gray, and it will obviously disappear completely in a short time.
¡°Then where can we find a place to stay temporarily?¡± she asked.
Angelet didn¡¯t reply and pointed forward.
Friela looked forward in the direction he pointed.
In front of the lush woods, a majestic snow-capped mountain with white mixed with gray spots stands quietly, with a light white mist lingering on the top of the mountain.
The snow-capped mountains reflected some dazzling snow light, which made Friela unable to open her eyes.
¡°So high.¡±
Angelet smiled and rubbed her head. "Go check out our food and see how long we can live up there. And that includes this old cow, by the way."
"oh."
Frella retracted her head and got into the car.
Angelet also slowly closed his eyes and continued to explore the entrance to the mysterious world every day.
After such a long period of research, there have been many times when the dark entrance to the microscopic world has undergone some changes. The darkness of the entrance will gradually lighten and then recover along with the wavy curve.
Angelet summarized the laws of these changes and found that in different periods of change, the intensity of interference and rejection from the outside world is also different.
What he is trying now is to analyze the trajectory and pattern of the interference force field when the entrance interference is the weakest, find a way to crack it, and test the mental power deeply.
Force field analysis is the most difficult. There are thousands of different change curves in a random range of one centimeter that need to be statistically recorded. This is a long-term cracking process. Angelet calculated the current total progress and found that it was only 2% progress. It is estimated that it will take a long time to truly crack the force field and penetrate the mental power into the microscopic world entrance.
Slowly opening his eyes, it was already afternoon. The sunlight above his head was slightly golden and red, shining diagonally from behind, making the shadows of the bullock cart and Angele grow long on the grass.
¡®It took 8 hours. The progress is paused. The chip feedback sound slowly sounded.
Angelet took a deep breath and looked around. The big trees are straight and tall, with brown and gray-black trunks that are slightly damp. The leaves on the upper branches are dark green, and some are covered with a thin layer of white frost.
Some thin black cows have stopped unconsciously, their tails swaying uneasily.
The surroundings were quiet, without any sounds of animals.
Angele glanced around, got out of the bullock cart, lifted the curtain and looked inside the carriage. Furila was sleeping in a daze holding a saw and a sword.
He circled around the carriage and soon stopped in front of a sparse cluster of gray-black bushes. Slowly stretched out his hand and pushed it in with a sudden force.
There was a crash.
He picked up a little leopard with black and red spots by its neck.
Woo. Woo! !
The little leopard struggled in Angelet's hand with its teeth and claws bared, and made a threatening cry. The small claws scratched Angelet's skin like daggers, but there were no scratches.
"The black-spotted leopard's territory? You can just follow it to find that one." Angelet gently dropped the little leopard and let it fall on the thick muddy ground of fallen leaves.
The little leopard turned over and stood firm, and immediately ran behind him.
Angelet followed the little leopard forward. After walking for about two minutes, a silver stream appeared in front of him. On the opposite side of the stream, on the slope of the rushing water, there was an arched earth-gray wooden door embedded in the black soil slope. . Like a tunnel entrance, leading to the slope underground.
The wooden door is made of light yellow vertical strips of wood, tightly closed, and has a stone gray-white border on the edge. There is a slender black torch stand on each side in front of the door. The flames on it have been extinguished for an unknown period of time, leaving only two balls of black ashes.
Angelet slowed down his steps and looked left and right along the stream. The stream flowed down from a high place, along the whiteThe creek winds downwards until it reaches the depths of the woods with no end in sight.
The creek is only two meters wide, and clusters of green aquatic plants are slightly swayed by the water.
"This is it."
Angelet ignored the little leopard that had run away without a trace. Instead, he turned around and brought the bullock cart over. He spent more than ten minutes letting the black bull drink water by himself. Angelet returned In the carriage, close your eyes and rest and wait.
The sky was getting darker and darker, and two gray figures were vaguely walking towards the lower reaches of the creek.
One of them was Hylia, who was in a state of embarrassment, with a few bloodstains on his face. He was carrying a thin man in gray on his back, and was moving forward step by step.
Behind Hylia was the beautiful 'girl' in white, still following Hylia with a cold expression. Her white clothes were like snow, which was in sharp contrast to Hylia's dirty gray cloth clothes.
Helia raised her head and looked in front of the creek, just in time to see Angele's gray and white ox cart carriage.