In the deserted small village, the corpses in one place witnessed this battle. On the battlefield, the power of divine power, shadow power, vindictive spirit and so on gathered together, constantly converging and impacting each other.

"Ah...damn it." On the original battlefield, under the buried house, a voice made a difficult voice, and then a big hand stretched out from the ruins.

The armor on Kayadis was shattered, and several wounds with inexorable supernatural power, he walked out of the ruins with difficulty: "Are these sacrifices crazy?"

"We just want the blood of some gods, do we rush over like crazy one by one?"

He looked at the corpses all over the floor, as well as the corpses wearing sacrificial robes that appeared from time to time in the same place, and couldn't help taking a sip.

"Kayadis, are you talking nonsense?" behind him, a weak voice also came over.

Curia was dressed in a black robe, and his body was also wet with blood at this time, looking very embarrassed: "If it weren't for these sacrifices that were notoriously difficult to deal with, the above wouldn't be able to send us out."

He walked out of the ruins weakly, seeming to have suffered a great loss in the previous battle, and his face was a little pale at this time: "But this time we hanged out a big fish."

"The red robe sacrifice just now can arouse the altar, and it is estimated that it will be promoted to the yellow robe in a few years. At that time, it won't be the two of us."

"Unfortunately, this old guy's life is not very good. Someone found the remains of the Hero King nearby. How could the sacrificial priests guarding them hide in the past." Kayadis said with disdain.

On the main plane, after thousands of years of law summarization, these forces following the remains of the Heroic King have also discovered some laws, that is, where there are the remains of the Heroic King, there will often be sacrifices of the Heroic King around them.

This is because sacrifices are more sensitive to divine power. Compared to other people, it is easier to sense Attis’ divine power, so they often choose to stay in those places.

"Unfortunately, I couldn't find that goddess." Kuria was a little pity: "That is the blood of the legendary hero king, with the potential to surpass the legendary blood, and it ran under my nose."

"Oh, don't think about it." After listening to his companions, Kayadis said disdainfully: "Such a precious bloodline, even if it is really caught by you, there will only be one handed in. Where is it for you to study. "

Behind him, there was a sound of horseshoes from time to time.

"My lord, I ran to the south in the opposite direction." A black-armored knight stood behind Kayadis, reporting to him.

"Chasing! This goddess is only a child and can't run far." Kayadis stood up and looked in one direction and ordered.

Behind him, the remaining knights from the previous battle began to converge spontaneously, and under his command, they went in one direction.

And in the distance, in the lush mountains and forests, an old red-robed priest holding a little boy in his arms, walking swiftly through the mountains and forests.

The mountains are densely forested and have not yet been developed by outsiders. It appears primitive, and it is extremely difficult for the large troops to march.

But for a transcendent who is close to two levels, it is naturally not a problem, so he deliberately shuttles into the mountains and forests, and dare not stop at all.

But at this moment, the appearance of this old-age sacrifice is not very good either.

The previous battle consumed too much vitality of the old man. In the old man, a little bit of life was already pervading, bringing a wave of grief.

A bit of grudge and the remnants of shadow power eroded his body at all times, undermining his own recovery, making his injuries more and more serious.

"No, I'm going to be caught up."

The old man had a keen premonition in his heart, and he was frequently warned at this time, giving him an extremely strong sense of crisis.

He knew in his heart that this was the reason the other party was still searching behind him, so he couldn't stop at this time.

But this has been running in the mountains, but it is also the way to die.

The opponent's is too strong, and there is a powerful wizard locking in his actions, which is not something that a red robe priest can fight against, and sooner or later he will be overtaken by the opponent.

boom! ! !

A heavy roar came from behind, with an extremely hot feeling.

There was a strong chasing behind him, sweeping the endless mountains and forests at once, and the huge fire element even ignited the forest.

Feeling this, the old priest gritted his teeth, the remaining divine power on his body urged again, the speed suddenly accelerated, and he rushed forward.

There was despair in his heart, feeling that he was surrounded by several strong men at the same time, and he could not help but hugged the boy in his arms.

As if feeling the stern atmosphere at this time, the boy shrank his body vigorously. Although his face was still calm, he couldn't help but feel even more frightened in his heart.

Despite his young age, the things he had experienced made him understand what he would end up with once he was caught by the group of people behind him.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes lit up.

The keen sensitivity made him feel that there was a vague natural wave in front of him. Although it was extremely hidden, it seemed to have a unique traction with him, making him feel an extremely cordial feeling.

After sensing this, he glanced at the boy in his arms, sensed the power behind him, sighed in his heart, and made a decision.

Holding complex emotions such as guilt and luck, he did not hesitate at all, and decisively moved in the direction he had sensed.

Behind him, many powerful men who had been chasing saw the old priest's movements, and they also followed him, chasing in that direction.

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At the moment when the old priest made his decision, on the wasteland, Attis, who was walking quietly, was taken aback. His keen sense made him feel that something related to him was about to happen around him.

He wanted to ignore this matter and leave with the two entourages behind him, but a hunch made him stop and stop here.

"Is it related to Euleris?" This thought flashed in his heart, following this premonition, he quietly stopped in place.

Behind him, I saw that Attis stopped in place. Although the two followers were puzzled, they also followed Attis's heart and stood silently behind Attis.

Soon, they understood why Attis had to stop here.

An old man hugged a child, and rushed over himself, with blood and terrifying power on his body, and he seemed to know it was a trouble.

The old bard named Arras looked at Attis with a slight surprise.

Although it is not long, during the journey, he has roughly understood the personality of Attis, unlike the character who can manage such things.

But since Artis didn't speak, he also didn't say anything.

"It is a sacrifice to the **** of nature. I have seen this pattern in some books."

The elderly priest in the distance ran in the direction of Attis from a distance, the sacrificial robes on his body did not hide the slightest, making Aras tell the story.

After the old sacrifice, there were waves of power fluctuations, extremely vindictive, and various elemental powers, which seemed to be chasing and killing the old man.

Seeing such a scene, Artis sighed softly.

"It's just that thousands of years have passed, have my sacrifices fallen to this point in the main plane?"

This thought flashed in his mind, looking at the old priest who was walking fast in the distance, his eyes gradually shifted to the little boy in the other's arms.

In this little boy, he sensed a familiar breath and a trace of extremely thin blood.

"This is...my descendant?" He muttered to himself, looking at the child, a little lost.

boom! ! !

A huge fireball broke the silence.

In the front, there is a wizard wearing a red wizard robe, with huge fluctuations in the power of the fire element, and a powerful wizard is used to cover this area.

With the power of this wizard, even Attis and others are within its power range and will be affected by the opponent's witchcraft.

Attis looked still and waved.

In front of him, a little natural force slowly gathered from the surroundings and turned into a barrier, blocking all kinds of forces coming from a distance.

The violent roar resounded here, its power was enough to destroy a large mountain, but it could not affect this area.

Seeing this scene, everyone's pupils couldn't help shrinking, and their faces showed a little shock.

"This is the power of nature!!"

Standing in front of Atis, feeling the power fluctuation just now, the old man's face was startled at first, and then quickly turned into an expression of ecstasy and excitement, and quickly walked towards Atis.

There was another wave of fluctuations behind him. The wizard before that saw the old priest's movements and rushed forward without hesitation, but he hesitated in his heart after seeing Attis.

"Your Excellency." With a respectful expression on his face, he looked at Attis humbly: "These two people are the ones we wanted by our Protoss Club. If your Excellency has nothing to do with them, can you? Give them two to us."

He still knows the form, and is unwilling to make extravagances before he understands the purpose and strength of Attis, he just wants to solve this problem through negotiation.

But what made his face ugly was that Artis just looked back at the old priest and the boy in the other's arms, and didn't mean to reply at all.

This attitude immediately made the red-robed wizard's face sink. Especially when Artis looked at the little boy, it made him feel a little uncontrollable, for fear that the other party would see something.

"My lord, the two entourages around the other party are all ordinary people." Behind him, Curia wore a black robe, looking at Gerry and Arras beside Attis, reporting to the red robe wizard. .

Suddenly, the red robe wizard's eyes lit up.

Bringing two ordinary people to follow does not mean that you are not strong, but at least, this possibility can be reduced.

Moreover, Artis was watching the little boy carefully at this time, which also disturbed the red-robed wizard, thinking that the other party had already understood the boy's identity.

It is also easy to guess that a red robe sacrificial **** desperately escorted so many people behind him, what else is possible besides the goddess?