Orthlyss was like a ghost as she passed through the forest, with the Ash Sword Saint following from a distance. The two of them walked for a few minutes, but Orthlyss suddenly frowned.
She raised her head in a certain direction. The deeper they went into the forest, the more she smelled something she hadn't smelled in a long time.
"Eh?"
"What's wrong?" Brando asked in his mind.
"There's the smell of blood. It's so thick that it can't be dispersed. Are there any monsters nearby?"
"The smell of blood? Let's go check it out — "
"This isn't the time to be nosy, little one."
Brando didn't expect Orthlyss to be so unfamiliar with the Black Forest. Monsters fed on magic. Even if they occasionally attacked other animals, there shouldn't be such a thick smell of blood. Brando was worried that the adventurers would be attacked, which meant that there might be unknown dangers lurking around.
But it shouldn't be. Since the Flame King Gretel had the experience of trekking through the wilderness, the Wind Elves shouldn't have been any better. Or perhaps the Black Forest of this era was different from the past? He shook his head and said: "Let's go check it out, Miss Orthlyss."
"Oh?" Orthlyss suddenly stopped. She narrowed her eyes and looked in that direction. Then she shot forward like an arrow.
This sudden change in direction caused Mephisto, who was following closely behind, to frown slightly. He raised his vigilance slightly and followed behind.
Orthlyss — Brando didn't pay much attention to the Ash Sword Saint behind him. She passed through three tall trees covered in moss. The smell of blood in the air was getting thicker and thicker.
Then she suddenly stopped.
The forest in the valley suddenly opened up in front of them. There was a small open space in front of them, but the scene in the open space was too horrible to look at. The grassland seemed to have been smeared with a layer of blood. There were human limbs and blood-soaked organs everywhere. Corpses were spread from one end to the other. There were at least one or two hundred corpses stacked on top of each other. There was even a thin layer of snow on top of each other.
However, the white snow was also soaked with crimson blood.
Both Orthlyss and Brendel gasped at the same time. Even though Orthlyss was used to fighting and killing, she had not seen such a fierce battle in the past few centuries.
The air was filled with the thick, nauseating smell of blood.
"They're from the Holy Cathedral of Fire." Brando recognized them at a glance. "Almost all of them were wiped out." He confirmed this when he saw the corpses of two low-level priests under the layers of corpses.
At least two priests had died in a single battle. This was a serious matter.
In fact, the clergy of the Holy Cathedral of Fire were divided into three categories. The first category was the High Priests of each country. There were a total of eleven of them, and it could be said that the Holy Cathedral of Fire was the core of the Holy Cathedral of Fire's power.
Then came the High Priests, High Priests, and Lower Priests of each region. These people belonged to different factions and were the backbone of the Holy Cathedral of Fire. In order to truly become an existence of this level in the Holy Cathedral, in addition to having a firm belief in the Golden Fire that the Holy Cathedral of Fire served, one must at least possess the strength of a Gold Rank.
The Lower Priests were the same as the Reserve Knight of the Holy Cathedral of Fire, but their status was much higher. Because they were few in number, the loss of one was a great loss to the Holy Cathedral.
Therefore, every Lower Priest should have at least three Reserve Knight of the Holy Cathedral to protect them. In other words, there were at least eight Gold Ranks among the corpses here.
Brendel sucked in a breath of cold air, not because of the strength of the Holy Cathedral of Fire, but because he was wondering what kind of trouble these guys had gotten themselves into, for such a powerful team to end up in such a miserable state. He immediately recalled the corpses of the Holy Cathedral of Fire's subordinates that he had discovered a few hours ago.
He frowned deeply. This BOSS was a little too ridiculously strong.
At this time, Orthlyss heard a noise behind her. She turned around and saw the Ash Sword Saint walking out of the forest with a giant sword on his shoulder. He was stepping on the dried twigs on the ground, making a cracking sound. Mephistopheles chased after Brando and thought that he had led him into a trap. But when he saw the tragic scene in front of him, he could not help but be stunned.
He frowned and asked: "What's going on?"
"He must have been attacked by demons."
"Hmph, Cruz's lackey, you deserve it." The Ash Sword Saint said indifferently. At this moment, the two of them did not seem to be talking to each other like enemies. The grey-haired man took out his sword and pointed it at Brando: "Well, since you know you can't escape, come with me obediently."
Orthlyss was stunned. She thought that this guy was really stubborn. But when she was about to take out the brooch that the Regent Princess gave to Brando, she suddenly heard Brando say to her in her mind:
"Something is coming from the west, Lady Orthlyss."
The Knight raised her eyebrows: "How did you know?"
"My Wind Spirit Spiders are disappearing. It's coming." The Wind Spirit Spiders had disappeared without a trace. Brendel's tone became urgent. He felt that the Wind Spirit Spiders were most likely the BOSS.
"Wait, something is coming from the east." Mephistopheles' tone suddenly changed.
Orthlyss's heart skipped a beat: "You mean there are two monsters?"
"It's hard to say, but no matter what, we should leave this place as soon as possible." Brando reminded her.
"But little one, if we retreat now, that monster will definitely attack," Orthlyss looked at Mephistopheles: "At such a close distance, I don't have the confidence to rush out. You are too weak. You won't be able to use Sky Patrol a second time in a short period of time."
This was the first time Brando was judged as weak.
He was only in his early twenties, and it was already a miracle that he had the strength of a Gold-ranked monster. What else could she expect? However, he knew that there was no point in arguing with this thousand-year-old woman. In her eyes, he was indeed weak.
He shook his head: "Let's exchange bodies. Let me explain."
Orthlyss did not object and immediately retracted her consciousness into the Space Ring. Brando's consciousness took over control of the ring. In the eyes of the Mephistopheles, Brando was stunned for a moment before his eyes regained their clarity.
"Something is coming." "You don't want to know what killed these people, do you?" Brendel asked, raising his head to look at him. His first words were alarmist.
Mephistopheles paused for a moment and was about to say something when he saw the young man take out a silver brooch from his chest. However, before he could see what the brooch was, a rustling sound was heard from the bushes beside him. Two people came out of the bushes.
"Greysword Saint-mephistopheles!"
"Veronica!" When Mephistopheles saw who it was, he and the woman immediately took a step back vigilantly and pointed their swords at each other.
"My Lord!" It was Scarlet's voice.
Brando looked up and his hand froze in mid-air. He could not help but grumble in his heart. So it was this old woman from the Empire who came from the east. Why did she come here again? And she even brought Scarlet with her.
Isn't this making things worse?
But risk often comes with opportunity.
Brando quickly noticed that the moment Veronica and Mephistopheles discovered each other's presence, they were completely focused on each other. It was as if they had completely forgotten about the existence of others.
Come to think of it, in a confrontation at their level, any carelessness could cost a person's life.
However, the tense atmosphere between the two sides was a good opportunity for Brando.
He took a deep breath and quickly gestured to Scarlet, who was standing beside Veronica, to quickly come to his side. Brando sensed that the number of Wind Elves in the west was rapidly decreasing. He was afraid that the BOSS would rush out of the forest.
He did not care if Veronica and Mephistopheles lived or died, but he was no longer a player who would lose a level if he died. If he was targeted by the BOSS, he would not even have a place to cry.
At this time, Veronica's attention was not on Scarlet at all. Of course, the red-haired girl also noticed this. In fact, when she saw Brando, she could not help but want to run over. She was worried that Brando would blame her for bringing Veronica here.
But when she saw that Brendel did not seem to mind, the rock in her heart finally fell to the ground. She let out a sigh of relief and carefully walked to Brendel's side, looking at her lord with some peace of mind.
But what she did not expect was that before she could stand still, Brando grabbed her hand and said: "Quick, follow me."
"Ah!"
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Even in the midst of the snow, Scarlet felt as if there was a stream of heat flowing from his hand all the way to her heart and face, causing her cheeks to burn as if they were on fire.
But she lowered her head and pretended to be calm.
Brando nodded. He first looked back at the west, then at Veronica and Mephistopheles who were confronting each other. Then, he looked around and found the direction he came from and ran in that direction.
Scarlet followed behind him and held her breath. She was at a loss as to what to do as the lord she admired pulled her and ran.
Her mind was blank.
She felt like a marionette that was being pulled by Brando in a certain direction. She did not know the direction, but she felt like she would die if she made a sound.
Scarlet could hear her heart thumping hard.
But Brendel did not notice Scarlett's strange behavior. Even though he felt that her actions were a little strange, his concern for the thing behind him suppressed his suspicions. Furthermore, he did not have the Fire Seed with him. He had given it to Amandina before he left, and the two of them were Gold-rankers. Without the Fire Seed, they could only last for a few hours in the frost.
They had to return to the White Stone as soon as possible.
But at this time, Brando suddenly heard the Wind Elf Orthlyss's warning: "Be careful, there's something coming from behind."
Then, Brando heard a sharp whistling sound behind his head.
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