Considering their stamina, everyone's speed was not fast, and everyone maintained a high level of vigilance. After knowing that they had become the target of the black mission, no one dared to let their guard down. Compared to yesterday, the atmosphere was very oppressive. No one talked and laughed with each other, and they really couldn't laugh.
Until noon, the forest was very quiet. There were very few magic beasts. Seeing that the young magicians were tired, Han Jin stopped. At this time, the sound of flowing water came from the front.
In the Tarasha Mountains, water was very abundant. Springs and rivers were undoubtedly good places to rest. The clear water could wash away the tiredness of people's bodies. There were all kinds of fish living in the springs and rivers, which could be used for a change. Also, the flow of the springs and rivers wasn't constant. Every time there was a rainstorm, the width of the water would increase a lot. Day after day, year after year, the banks of the water would be relatively flat and clean. Therefore, when the mercenaries rested, they would always set up camp near the water.
"Wait a minute!" Léger's figure appeared in front of everyone. "There are a few mercenaries there. We should go in another direction."
"How many mercenaries are there?" Han Jin frowned slightly.
"Two. They are all warriors."
"Let's go upstream," Sassoux said.
"Are we shameful?" Han Jin sneered. "Let's move on!"
Maybe it was because he drank a lot of dragon blood, or maybe it was because he had mastered the art of alchemy, but his self-confidence was unprecedentedly high. Anyway, Han Jin's attitude was getting more and more aggressive. Not to mention a few mercenaries, even if he met Dean Scott of the God's Language Magic Academy, he wouldn't give in. He even attacked first and injured the ninth-grade swordsman, Harry! In the past, who would have thought that Han Jin would be so arrogant?!
Léger was stunned. Then he shrugged his shoulders and walked forward. The others hurriedly followed behind Léger.
After walking past a huge ancient tree, the area in front of them suddenly opened up. On the bank of a small river, two soldiers were sitting on both sides, talking and laughing loudly. Seeing Léger and the others coming out, one of the soldiers stood up and jumped to his companion's side, giving way to the right bank of the river.
The two warriors were about the same size. They were both very burly, but they were a size smaller than Morrisons. Their appearances were different, but their temperaments were very similar. When they talked and laughed loudly, their cheeks shook, and their laughter was loud and forthright. However, there was no smile in their eyes at all. They were calm and indifferent, which gave people the illusion that they were brothers.
Seeing the two warriors, Chipango's expression changed abruptly. He couldn't help but look around as if he was looking for someone. However, he hid it very well, and the people around him didn't notice anything strange about him.
Both of them didn't have the habit of greeting strangers, and were busy with their own things. At first, the young magicians were a little nervous, but later, Han Jin sat on a rock close to the shore. Although his posture was very leisurely, with one hand supporting his chin, his eyes wandering, and even his toes tapping on the water, all the magicians felt at ease. After a period of training, they had all become much smarter. They knew that Han Jin was deliberately sitting there to block the enemy's attack route. If the two mercenaries suddenly attacked, they would have to go through Han Jin first.
Sassoux frowned. He felt that the two warriors in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he'd seen them before. Han Jin's eyes had a thoughtful look. Obviously, he and Sassoux had the same feeling.
After a while, the young magicians sat together to replenish their food. The two warriors in front of them were roasting something with a fire. A fragrant smell came with the wind, and the smell was very tempting.
"Friend, do you want one?" A warrior stood up with a grilled fish in his hand. "This is a big mouth fish. It's very delicious."
Before Han Jin and the others could say anything, a clear angry shout came from the forest. "Stop right there!"
A dark light that was hard to detect with the naked eye shot out from the forest and penetrated the rock behind the warrior like a bolt of lightning. Then, countless tiny cracks appeared on the rock. The cracks gradually widened, and the rock that was more than a meter tall was quietly turned into a pile of tiny gravel. What was even more frightening was that the gravel was still breaking apart. In the end, it even turned into dust. As the wind blew, the dust rose high into the air like a faint mist.
The warrior's expression suddenly became very ugly. He looked around and asked tentatively, "Edwina, is that you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, two elven archers walked out of the forest. Compared to the two warriors in front of them, these two elves looked more like sisters. Their hair was blue, and their noses, eyes, lips, and even their figures were similar. The soft armor they wore and the longbows in their hands were exactly the same as well. The only difference was that one of the elves had a pair of curved eyebrows, which added a bit of elegance to her, while the other elf's eyebrows were like blades, giving people a sense of sharpness.
"Julia, why are you here?" The warrior's expression became even uglier.
"Why can't I be here?" the elf called Julia replied coldly.
The young magicians moved, but they didn't act rashly. They just formed a formation and surrounded Yalina and Sassoux. Léger's figure quietly disappeared, and Morrisons stood beside Han Jin with his sword in hand. However, Sunier's expression was very strange. She stared blankly at the two elves, her eyes full of surprise.
"Hayden, you're willing to sell your soul to the devil for just three dragon crystals, right?" the other elf said coldly. Obviously, she was Edwina.
"I … I don't understand what you mean." The warrior called Hayden shook his head, but his movements were very slow, or rather, very difficult.
"Where's Gibran? Get out here! " Julia shouted. Her two blade-like eyebrows were already furrowed. It seemed that she was very emotional.
Chipango's mouth was wide open. When he saw the two warriors, he thought that the Red Vanguards had already set up a sure-kill ambush here, so he had been thinking about how he could escape. Who knew that this would happen? How … how could the Red Vanguards have internal strife?
A figure flashed out from behind a tree more than a hundred meters away on the other side of the river, and then slowly moved towards them. Julia's gaze was locked on Gibran, but Gibran's gaze didn't move. He didn't dare to look into Julia's eyes. His expression was as ugly as the two Warriors'.
"Gibran, I'm not questioning you as a companion!" Julia said coldly. "I'm asking you as your fiancée, and I hope you can give me an explanation. Why?"
"Julia, I really don't understand. Why are you so angry?" Gibran spread out his hands, but his fingertips were trembling violently. This was almost impossible for a high-level thief. "We just accepted a mission. Because the target was a magus, I didn't want you to be in danger, so …"
"So you purposely made us go to the Eastern District?" Edwina sneered. "Gibran, you're very smart, but don't treat us like idiots! When you made us leave, your eyes had already revealed your secret! Gibran, I admit that you have feelings for Julia. If you weren't worried about Julia, you wouldn't have let us see through you so easily, but … we still can't forgive you! "
"What's going on? What's going on?! " The warrior called Hayden jumped up and shouted in a frantic tone. He pointed at Sunier. "Alright, I admit. When we were investigating, we found that the little elf had come to the Lily Hotel to look for you. She might be your friend, so … we hesitated. But can a little elf compare to three dragon crystals? They're dragon crystals!! "
"Don't f * cking spout nonsense!" The other warrior was furious. He pushed Hayden to the side and said with a heavy expression, "Julia, Edwina, don't be angry. Hayden likes to talk nonsense! Actually … Actually, Gibran already told us that no matter what happens, we can't hurt that little elf! Really, I can swear on my life! "
Julia and Edwina looked at each other coldly, not saying anything.
"Julia, Edwina, I think you can understand that we really need those three dragon crystals!" The soldier said in a sincere tone, "Especially you, Julia. Gibran is ruthless to the people outside, but how does he treat you? He treats you like a treasure bestowed by the heavens, the only one in his life. Can't you see how much he likes you? If necessary, he's even willing to cut out his own heart for you, Julia! Now, for a little elf, you're treating us like this, treating Gibran like this. Have you forgotten that we've gone through fire and water together and faced all dangers together? Is it really worth it?! Plus, we never wanted to hurt her! "
"Little elf?" Edwina laughed bitterly, then waved at Sunier.
Julia's face turned pale. The warrior's heart-wrenching words reminded her of the past. She would be lying to herself if she said that she did not care. There was a saying, 'Blood is thicker than water.' They fought together, shed blood together, shared happiness together, and endured hardships together. She would still remember the name 'Red Vanguards' even after a few decades, let alone forget about it now. She would remember every single member of the Red Vanguards because this was her other home!
Sunier walked towards Edwina without hesitation. Morrisons was a bit nervous and purposely blocked Sunier, but Sunier avoided Morrisons expressionlessly and continued to walk towards Edwina. Clearly, she had a very special relationship of trust with the two elves.
"She's Sunier!" Edwina gently held Sunier's hand. "Do you know what Sunier means to us elves?"
"What does it mean?" Gibran asked with difficulty.
Edwina's other hand reached towards Sunier's mask, but she pulled back halfway and whispered, "Sunier, is that okay?"
Sunier sighed and reached out to take off her mask. Seeing Sunier's face, Gibran and the others' expressions changed again and again. Their eyes were filled with panic, confusion, and nervousness. With the experience of the Red Vanguards, they obviously wouldn't be mesmerized by someone's beauty. They were shocked by something else.
"Sunier is the descendant of War God Abraham and Elf Messenger Doreen!" Edwina said word by word. "Right now, we are Sunier's friends regardless of status, but if there's any danger, we elves will not hesitate to die for Sunier, including our queen! Do you understand? "
The atmosphere became deathly silent. After a while, the warrior called Hayden suddenly roared. His voice was as unpleasant as if someone had cut it with a knife. "Are you mistaken?! If this little elf … No, Lady Sunier's identity is so noble, then she should be hiding in Wild Willow City. Why are you elves allowing her to run around? Why?? "Even the stupidest person would know that they had violated a taboo that should never be violated!
"After reaching adulthood, traveling around the continent is a tradition set by War God Abraham. Hayden, do you have the right to question Abraham?" Edwina said coldly.
Han Jin was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he understood many things. Morrisons was wild and unrestrained, while Léger was arrogant and stubborn. Why would they both give in to Sunier? This had nothing to do with Han Jin! It had nothing to do with strength! It had nothing to do with personality! Morrisons hated women being rough with him. Sylvia would often pull his ear, and if she angered him, he would even hit her on the spot. However, whenever Sunier was angry, he would be like a frightened rabbit, running away as far as he could. Why?
War God Abraham, Elf Messenger Doreen. Han Jin was too familiar with these two names. Sassoux would often talk about epics, and every time he did, he would definitely mention Abraham and Doreen!
During the invasion of the Abyssal Race, the surface races were at an extreme disadvantage at the beginning. It was War God Abraham, Holy Knight Gotha, Elf Messenger Doreen, and Mountain King Dante who held up the last line of defense for the surface races. It could even be said that without them, the world would not exist today.
After decades of war, Abraham and Doreen's strength had already shown signs of breaking through to the twelfth level. What was after the twelfth level? Demigods? Or gods?? No one knew. People only knew that Abraham and Doreen had become the nightmare of the Abyssal Race. Wherever they went, the morale of the Abyssal Race army would drop to the lowest point.
Their supreme strength alone was not enough to make them legends that people would remember and sing about for countless years. The key was that they were a pair of heroes full of tragedy, and they even acted out a love story of life and death.
In the early stage of the Abyssal Race's general retreat, a black dragon named Havana sought refuge with Mountain King Dante. Now people insisted that it must be a conspiracy of the black dragons! Havana used vivid words to describe the future of Mountain King Dante: the Abyssal Race was about to retreat, and the continent would definitely be unified. Then, who would be the real king?
Dante's ambition soared rapidly. He thought hard for a long time and set up a large-scale banquet, inviting Abraham, Gotha, and Doreen to attend. Gotha discovered that an army of the Abyssal Race was quietly sneaking into the depths of the continent, so he chased after them with his army. He did not have time to attend the banquet, but Abraham and Doreen did not suspect anything and gladly came.
However, Dante suddenly attacked Abraham and Doreen at the banquet!
Abraham was a human, but Doreen was an elf. Everyone knew that an elf's life was much longer than a human's. At the end of the war, Abraham was already old. It was a sad thing to be a hero past his prime, but Doreen was still very young. Once, Abraham worriedly asked Doreen what would happen to Doreen when he felt that his life was gradually fading away. Doreen answered him in a casual tone. Nothing could separate them, not even death.
Abraham laughed and alienated Doreen from then on. He did not doubt Doreen, but he knew her character well. She looked weak on the outside, but she was resolute on the inside. She would do what she said she would do. Abraham also took in a dozen young and beautiful maids, and he fooled around with them every day. He hoped that his behavior would make Doreen feel disgusted. No one would die for a person they hated. This was the only way he could think of.
Unfortunately, after decades of husband and wife, Doreen understood Abraham too well. She even knew the whole process of Abraham's blonde hair gradually turning grey, and the origin of every wrinkle on Abraham's face. She loved this man very much.
At the banquet, Doreen used her own actions to put a full stop to her promise. Abraham was hit by the Tree Demon's Entangling Roots and could not escape, but Doreen had countless opportunities to use the Space Scroll. She did not leave but stayed by Abraham's side. Compared to this man, the mission of the Goddess of Nature, the responsibility on her shoulders, and the hope of her people were so insignificant! She knew that Abraham, who was regarded as the leader of the whole continent, would also abandon everything for her!
This sudden change caused the races on the ground to pay a heavy price. Abraham, the God of War, and Doreen, the Elf Messenger, died. Damtin, the King of Hills, was seriously injured, and nearly half of the dwarves who were willing to follow him were killed. Humans, Elves, and Dwarves were originally the three strongest races on the continent. In order to achieve his ambition, Damtin, the King of Hills, dragged his own people down with him.
But this was not the end!
When the Saint Knight Gotha heard the news, he vomited blood and fainted on the spot. When he woke up, he immediately led his army back to the Kingdom of Dwarves.
Damtin was shocked and sent a messenger to see Gotha. He promised to share the continent with Gotha, but Gotha did not say a word. He waved his hand and ordered the messenger to be pushed out and killed directly!
Normally, with Damtin's ability, he would not do such a stupid thing. However, the saying "blinded by greed" told people that no matter how smart a person was, he would become a real idiot under certain conditions for some reason!
Damtin sent another messenger to see Gotha. He offered the Underworld God Armors he had collected to Gotha. He only wanted to keep the territory of the Kingdom of Dwarves and give the rest to Gotha. Still, Gotha did not say a word. Push out the messenger and kill him!
One of Gotha's most trusted subordinates came out to stop him. He said that the Abyssal Races were still threatening the continent, and he could not do anything that would hurt his friends and make his enemies happy! Gotha raised his spear expressionlessly. "Kill!"
However, in front of a group of horrified subordinates, Gotha finally said, "If I can't even protect my comrades, then what's the point of protecting the continent?"
Don't underestimate the power of morality. Many dwarves thought that their king was too despicable and shameless. When they heard that Gotha's army had arrived, they all came out to greet them. But Gotha's answer was still the same: kill!
In the end, Gotha massacred Damtin's main city and killed Damtin, who had not yet recovered from his injuries. The elites of the Dwarven Race were also killed in that battle.
Gotha's experience was as cruel as Abraham's, but their personalities were different. Abraham was an emotional leader, while Gotha was a tough guy. He had been captured and tortured cruelly, but he did not shed a tear. The army that he had spent countless efforts to build was besieged. In the end, he only escaped with a few guards, but he still did not shed a tear. He had a huge family behind him. When the Abyssal Races saw him as a thorn in their side, they captured a large number of his family members and executed them one by one in horrible ways. Among them were his father, mother, his uncles, and his underage son and daughter. He still did not shed a tear.
But in the face of the remains of Abraham and Doreen, Gotha burst into tears. Whether it was strength, personal charisma, or strategic and tactical leadership, Abraham was a well-deserved leader. He was also the only person that Gotha admired from the bottom of his heart. Now that Abraham and Doreen were dead, and Damtin had also died in his hands, he had no other choice. He could not cooperate with a guy that he hated so much. Could he, alone, support the whole war? So he cried, cried for the future of the world, cried in despair!
According to the epic, Gotha's loss of self-control affected his subordinates. The people's cries were earth-shattering, and the scene was extremely tragic! After bringing back the remains of Abraham and Doreen, Gotha destroyed his war spear with his own hands and left. Since then, no one knew where he went.
It could be said that this was the weakest time for the surface races. The four heroes almost left the stage at the same time. However, the Abyssal Races were also weak. Suddenly, there was a rebellion underground. They could only give up this great opportunity and retreat underground.
The God of War Abraham, the Saint Knight Gotha, the Elf Messenger Doreen, and the Mountain King Damtin formed an invincible iron wall. But in the face of benefits, it collapsed in the blink of an eye. It was really a regrettable thing!
The Saint Knight Gotha's revenge was too cruel. All the dwarves that appeared in his sight had to be buried together with Abraham and Doreen. He was criticized by some people who were full of justice. In the end, he ignored the threat of the Abyssal Races, abandoned his responsibility, and left. He was even called a 'coward' by others. On the other hand, Abraham and Doreen were tragic heroes. Even the most critical people could not find fault with them, so Gotha's influence was far less than the latter two.
Morrisons and Léger were humble, and Gibran and the others were in awe of Sunier. It was the glory left behind by the God of War Abraham and the Elf Messenger Doreen. It was the supreme glory! For many years, this glory had been influencing generations of powerhouses. It told them what justice was, what faith was, and what loyalty was! Although the chaotic situation had been going on for a long time, and justice, faith, and other good things were collapsing and being forgotten everywhere, facing Sunier, looking at the Divine Spark mark on Sunier's forehead, and recalling the deeds of Abraham and Doreen, even the most arrogant people would become cautious, or at least have a sense of awe.
"Julia …" Gibran said in a trembling voice. Only then did he realize how stupid he had been.
"Stop!" Julia suddenly raised her longbow and said word by word, "Back off, I don't trust you!"
Gibran's body suddenly froze. With every word Julia said, his face turned paler.
(Originally, I could have posted it at around 5 PM, but I stopped halfway and was condemned by all of you, so I could only bite the bullet and continue writing. For the sake of the word count, please forgive me …) (To be continued, if you want to know what happened next, please go to www.qidian.com to read more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!) (Author's note:
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