Salin was agile and left as soon as he said he would. The wind and snow were so strong that Salin could not fly with two people, so he had to lead the way on foot. They went all the way south. After walking less than ten miles, they heard the sound of a horn in the distance.
"Damn, we've been discovered!" Salin heard the horn and knew the situation was not good. He grabbed Conan the Barbarian and lifted his leather coat. On the back of the barbarian, he saw a divine rune.
It was an old trick, but very effective. Conan the Barbarian had long been targeted by the Vatican's hunting team, but he did not know it yet. The hunters were tracking Conan. When he and his people gathered, they could catch them all in one fell swoop.
"My bad luck is back." Salin muttered. The Divine Characters imprinted on Conan's back were like magic lanterns in the dark of the night. To the hunting team of the Church, the Divine Characters were like magic lanterns in the dark. If Salin wanted to avoid the people of the Church, the best way was to leave Conan behind and fly away with Neris.
For a Mage to give up a follower, other than being a little embarrassing, there was no moral burden.
The Vatican's hunting team would not have a senior priest from the Cardinal Institute or the Church. They should be from the Inquisition, or maybe there were Black Deacons. The people of the Inquisition were fanatical and dangerous. Their members were also extremely complicated. Some were even bandits subdued by the Inquisition.
With the name of God, these people were even more unscrupulous and more brutal than before they joined the Inquisition.
Salin took off the glove on his left hand. His left hand had almost recovered, but if he cast the divine spell again, Salin was worried that he would become an undead again. A Mage's hand was very important. When learning new spells, they needed to cooperate with gestures. Salin's hand was fused with the leaves of the Tree of Life. Every time he cast the divine spell of the Goddess, he had to extract the power of life from it.
This power was easy to use, but it took a long time to recover. It would take a few months for this hand to return to normal. These months, Salin had been struggling to learn new spells.
Now, as long as he used the divine spell, he could erase the divine rune left by the Vatican on Conan's back. Without this mark, it was easy for Salin to hide in the mountains with the barbarians and imps.
"Sir Mage, what's on my back?" Conan asked in horror.
"A small mark. Kill the person who made the mark and it'll be gone." Salin put down Conan's clothes. He still didn't have the common sense to use the power of the Goddess. Blindly running away was not a solution. This place was less than three hundred miles away from the camp, and the magic alarm could not be sent back. However, if a battle were to occur here, the three Sovereign Kings would soon notice.
"Neris, prepare the scroll." Salin sighed. He took out a scroll and unfolded it. A dazzling white light soared into the sky. The white light exploded high up in the sky, creating a violent explosion.
Let's call for help first. It was a distance of over a hundred miles. If the three sovereigns were to rush over, they wouldn't even need an hour. Salin calculated in his heart and sped up, bringing Neris and Conan into a forest.
The trees in the north all shed their leaves in winter, but these trees had not been cut for thousands of years. Each of them had a diameter of more than one meter. The thickest tree had a diameter of more than three meters. It would not be a problem to hide a person horizontally.
Salin used the Cloud Walking Spell alone and climbed up a tree more than thirty meters tall. Neris and Conan climbed up two other trees respectively. Neris and Salin sandwiched the tree Conan was hiding in.
The distant whistling sound was getting closer and closer. It suddenly stopped more than five hundred meters away.
Salin sneered. These people were cautious. Unfortunately, he had decided to lose money this time. He would not let a single person from the Vatican leave. Now he had a lot of Level Five scrolls. Neris still had a batch of low-level scrolls. He would use them all on this team and bombard them with magic. He didn't believe that he couldn't take them down.
The wind blew the snow, and the forest was hazy. Salin's perception spread out and penetrated into the snowflakes, forming a huge net. The snowflakes hit the tree trunks, blew into the gaps of the dead trees, and circled around the low mound. Salin's perception became clearer and clearer. He had already discovered two intruders.
Middle-level Swordsman? It would be very dangerous if they were to get close and suddenly attack. Unfortunately, he was on a tree. Unless he was a Sword Saint, he could only be slaughtered.
Salin was not in a hurry to attack these two people. The distance was too far, and using his mental power to attack them would only slightly injure the two intermediate Swordsmen. Moreover, the person in charge of the hunt would not only be intermediate Swordsmen. The Vatican had a strict hierarchy, and the person leading the team would at least be a black-robed Priest from the Court of Judgement.
If he did not kill the Priest, the other members of the hunting team could recover quickly. The people from the Vatican were only this troublesome. As long as the Priest was there, the injured people could quickly recover.
Conan the Barbarian lay on the tree crown nervously, looking down. He knew that Salin was using him as bait. It was fair. The trouble was his own, and he certainly could not let Salin be the bait. However, the people from the Vatican could be said to be extremely vicious. Hundreds of his people had been captured, and the atmosphere within a thousand miles was foul because of them.
Conan was very nervous. He held the stone axe in his hand, and did not take out his bow.
The archery skills of the barbarians were average. It was enough to deal with Magical Beasts, but not the hunting team of the Vatican. As long as the arrows did not hit their vital parts, these people would soon be full of vigor again, and use more brutal methods to deal with his people.
The two middle-ranked swordsmen finally showed themselves. Following closely behind them were at least thirty warriors.
These people were all dressed in black cotton armor, and they wore balaclavas, revealing only a pair of eyes. A thick layer of white frost had already formed on the nostrils and mouths of the balaclavas.
There were more people waiting outside the forest. Salin used his senses to probe, and found that there were more than a hundred people in this hunting team.
Was it really necessary for a hundred people to deal with three people?
Salin did not know that almost all the barbarians in this area had been hunted down. All the hunting teams had gathered together to look for the last remaining survivors.
Conan's people lived nearby, and the hunting teams had not been able to find them. This time, they felt a magical wave from Conan, and a few teams immediately joined together and decided to capture Conan.
No matter whether the people Conan came into contact with were his people or outsiders, the hunting teams would not allow this matter to spread.
The Inquisition's hunting behavior was not supported by the Cardinal Institute, and now the Vatican was also in turmoil. These people did not want to cause any trouble for the three heads of the Inquisition.
The two intermediate Swordsmen both had machetes in their hands. They stopped and let the people behind them move forward, slowly approaching the tree that Conan was hiding in. The black cotton armor of the Inquisition Warrior could not hide the evil smile under his mask. It had been a long time since they had caught a barbarian. If they did not gather enough people, they would have to spend the winter in this damn place.
After capturing this guy this time, they must torture him. Although there were no torture tools in the Tanggulas headquarters here, the people of the Inquisition were very talented in these techniques, and could always come up with ways to torture people according to local conditions. Let this barbarian take everyone to the settlement, gather more than twenty teams, and deal with them in one go, then return to Tanggulas to report.
Seeing these hunters enter in batches, Salin felt that it was a bit tricky. Just as he was hesitating about how to deal with the guys from the Inquisition, on the tree that Neris was hiding in, two three-meter-tall Construct Puppets jumped down, making a loud bang.
The Construct Puppets' bodies were made of metal and extremely heavy. This caused snow to fly all over the sky, and two large pits were smashed on the ground. The Construct Puppets waved their weapons and rushed towards the Inquisition Warriors.
The Inquisition Warriors had changed into cotton armor in this environment, and no one wore metal armor. One of the two golems wielded an axe, while the other wielded a bladed spear. The puppet holding the bladed spear raised its hand and threw the spear, like a light cavalry throwing a javelin.
The spear whistled out, and a Inquisition Warrior did not dodge in time, and was pierced through the lower abdomen by the spear!
An ordinary bladed spear was more than two meters long, and the weapons used by the Construct Puppets were specially made. This spear was more than four meters long, and the front blade was as wide as a strong man's palm. The blade easily tore through the cotton armor, and the lining of the armor was also broken. The broad blade of the spear passed through the Warrior's abdomen, and cut the Warrior's spine from behind. No creature could withstand this spear, and it was difficult to heal it with divine spells.
The two intermediate swordsmen immediately shouted in Tanggulas language. They never thought that the enemy they encountered in the woods would be Construct Puppets. There must be a Magician nearby, and without a Magician, the combat power of these two Construct Puppets could reach the peak.
When the Magician was not attacked, the control of these two Construct Puppets would be more flexible.
These people were still a hundred meters away, and Salin's Water Cut could not attack them. If he used a scroll, it would be difficult to control them from such a distance. Salin saw that many of these people were carrying metal crossbows, and he did not dare to show up rashly. If the people from the Inquisition used special alchemy crossbows, it would also pose a threat to his magic shield.
The two Construct Puppets chased after her, and Neris' figure flashed between the treetops, jumping from one tree to another. The control range of the Construct Puppets was a little close, and Neris could only follow the Construct Puppets forward, but she did not need to go down the tree to fight. Everything was left to the Construct Puppets, and she only needed to command from the tree.
The black-armored Warriors of the Inquisition immediately discovered Neris. Six Warriors faced the Construct Puppets, and the other six bypassed the Construct Puppets, took the metal crossbows on their backs, and were about to shoot. They saw that the figure in the tree was terrifyingly flexible, as if it could fly, passing through the treetops.
This forest was not dense, and the distance between the trees was more than ten meters. The black-armored Warriors knew that even if they climbed up, they could not catch up with this person, so they could only use crossbows to attack.
Salin calmed down, and he began to search for the location of the Priest. The black-robed Priest was more difficult to deal with than the white-robed Priest. If there was a Black Deacon in the team behind him, he could not be killed by the Black Deacon's divine spells.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
