Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 712 Whose Holy Relic

The Grayland Desert, the most extensive desert in the continent of Arad, is located in the west of the Delos Empire and in the east of the Canyon of the Dead.

There have always been mysterious rumors that the Delos Empire may have built a transfer device or a similar secret base in a large desert no-man's land, but no one knows.

Taking advantage of the moonlight to identify the direction, Hutton Marr should be in the southwest, so it is right to go there.

"Blood smell?"

The tip of his nose suddenly smelled a very clear fishy smell, which was different from the smell of the sea on his body. With the smell of the evening wind, it was even more disgusting.

And in the boundless desert, there is still such a pungent smell, it is conceivable that the number of deaths is definitely not a minority.

About 50 meters behind him, there is a sand dune piled up by the wind, like a small hillside blocking the view, and the smell of blood is coming from there.

Cautiously bypassing the past, the scene behind the sand dunes is shocking. A group of Delos soldiers, about 30 people should be a small team, including horses, all fell in the desert.

All of them died in an extremely miserable state, as if they had suffered great torture and terror during their lifetime.

"Is this... made by the magic gunman, or...?"

His brows were slightly frowned. Judging from the sophisticated standard armor, this team should be the elite of the Delos Empire, with an average professional level. They should be strong if they can be easily eliminated and there are no other corpses on the scene.

Call ~
A gust of wind came from behind, and the blood was overwhelming. The smell of the blood of more than 30 corpses combined was far less pungent than that of the attacker alone.

Ye Lin's eyes were indifferent, and he turned around calmly, his left hand covered with crystals grabbed the opponent's weapon, which was a long sword.

Ding!
The sound was clear and clear, a sword was blocked, but a raging flame suddenly burst out from the sword body, the heat wave hit, Ye Lin's face changed slightly.

What shocked him was not that the other party knew magic, but that this kind of flame was actually the same as Xu Zu's ninja secret technique.

The special flame produced by mind energy and magic can burn blazingly even in water. Ordinary people simply don't have enough talent to cultivate.

Could it be those, the ninjas who fled to the Delos Empire, the people of Belisk?

With a sharp turn in his mind, Ye Lin was slightly taken aback when he saw the attacker behind the flame.

It was a pair of eyes with different colors, the right eye was red, the left eye was magnificent lavender, a rare heterochromatic pupil.

"Sauron?" He called out tentatively.

The heterochromatic pupil he knows so far seems to be only Sauron who is influenced by Sherlock, and her whereabouts are erratic, wandering in the continent of Arad.

"It's you?"

The voice of the answer was very obscure and difficult, and Yelin only realized that the other party's clothes were torn, his breath was short of breath, and his expression was in unbearable pain.

"Don't move, look at me!"

In Sauron's unbelievable eyes, he brushed aside the flaming blade, looked at the pair of different-colored pupils, and shouted solemnly, "Go back!"

Things can be figured out with one thought, and Sauron abused the power of predation again. The power of the conflict nearly collapsed her sanity, and she was influenced by Sherlock.

In an instant, carrying Mr. Luo's will, the tyrannical mental power sank into the opponent's mind, crushing and crushing one-seventh of the soul.

"You... have become so strong now!"

Sauron covered her mouth and coughed a few times, bloodshot eyes filled the corners of her mouth, her black leather pants were torn in many places, and her tights also had numerous sword wounds.

Sure enough, no matter how fierce a woman's temperament is, her skin is delicate and warm.

Handing the other party a glass of water, he frowned and said, "Miraz is looking for you, haven't you met?"

"I hid, I was afraid, I couldn't help but eat her strength."

Sauron didn't care about the rips in his clothes, he simply rinsed his mouth, drank it and then lay on his back on the sand, looking at the bright moon, and asked casually, "Why did you appear in Germany?" Ross Empire?"

"From above, it fell from Anton's position. I jumped into the sea."

"Oh, it's dead?"

She knew that there was an apostle Anton in heaven, and Esla specially sent Louis to observe the final result of Anton.

"No, but I killed its spiritual symbiont. The current Anton is just a tortoise who just wants to fill his stomach."

"Are you strong now?"

"Ah."

Yelin shrugged. There is nothing to hide about this. His name of "Sword God" has been spread like a legend in Arad.

At present, his level of swordsmanship is only compared with Soderos and the Conqueror, and there is still a relatively obvious gap.

Magical power, after getting Wuxuan, ecological magic may be second only to Marr and is estimated to be on par with Katie. He has not compared other magical powers with people of the corresponding level, so he does not know the specific position.

Licking his lips, Sauron turned his head sideways, his two-colored eyes were extremely hot, as if he could melt him away, and murmured: "I really want to eat you and gain your power!"

"Uh..." Ye Lin rolled his eyes, coughed dryly, and asked tentatively, "How do you use your prey? Devouring the soul, or eating the body, if it's the latter, I might have a way to give it to you." you eat."

"Soul! Chew it up and swallow it, and I will even get a little memory of the other party."

"Ah... forget it then."

His legs were faintly weak and he quickly refused. He also lay on his back on the sand. The desert at night was extremely cold. Fortunately, he was wearing thick clothes, which evaporated the water when he fell into the ocean.

But Sauron, who was lying beside her, trembled a little, and her lips were white. Her thin leather jacket was useless in the desert to keep her warm.

He handed over a thick warm coat, waved it in front of her, and asked, "Have you ever preyed on the dark elf ninja who defected from Xu Zu?"

"You said that the kind of race with dark skin has eaten some, and the flame ability is quite good."

She didn't pretend to be tactful, she took the coat and put it on, the warmth slowly permeated her body, her expression was a little strange.

Except for Miraz and Rozberen who raised her as their daughter, few people cared about her who was mentally abnormal.

madman?

This is the most evaluation she has ever heard.

Then the two fell into a wordless silence, Ye Lin looked at the sky full of stars, and sighed softly: "If you don't want that woman, talk in your mind, I can help you get rid of it."

"unnecessary."

Surprisingly, she refused very simply, sneering again and again, with stubbornness: "Hehe, gathering the souls of seven people, in the eyes of the gods, can revive that woman, but I don't! I want to bind one-seventh, And use her power of predation wantonly."

"It's up to you, but if you can't bear the pain one day, you can go to Hutton Mar to find me, provided you don't get killed."

Patting the sand on his body, Ye Lin got up and prepared to leave, ending this coincidental and brief meeting.

"Someone wants to kill you." Sauron who was lying quietly said suddenly.

Ye Lin was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing in surprise: "Who has such a big resentment towards me, and this inexplicable self-confidence."

"Rosenberg, Ethra's order."

Before he finished speaking, his expression became serious, waiting for Sauron to tell more information.

If Rosenberg, who was only one of the seven prophets, had the intention to kill, he would not even blink his eyes. He was too weak, and they were definitely not on the same level now.

But Esla is different. Although Esla's own strength is not outstanding, there is a ray of hidden will cast by Herder in him.

Can he now understand that the so-called order to kill himself was ordered by Herder?
That bikini apostle, still can't help it, and doesn't want to let himself go to the devil world?
Sauron was also very puzzled, frowned his thin and long eyebrows, and said: "Rosenberg's power is the possession of the soul, he can summon the souls of ancient strong men, carry them with his body, and let them gain temporary power , Of course, the premise of summoning, he also needs a corresponding communication medium, which is commonly known as the holy relic."

She didn't understand the meaning of Esla's order, because the side effect of letting Rosenberg use the possession was that he, as the carrier, would die immediately.

It is a special power that can only be used once, and its power is naturally not to be underestimated.

However, there is a holy relic of a strong man in the Arad Continent, which can stably kill Yelin, who is now in the realm of the sword god, and may be even higher.

Kazan?

Although the Violent Hunting Squad knows the location of Kazan's weapons and armor, can the former general of the Perus Empire be as strong as Ye Lin is now?
Jiger, Hales, Rommel, Bererian... These well-known powerhouses either couldn't find the holy relic, or even if they pulled out a complete body, they couldn't see that they could defeat Yelin.

Suddenly, she looked up at the sky full of stars and the big magic circle invisible to the naked eye, thoughtfully.

Mal!

The legendary magician must be killed steadily.

"But it's not true. It is said that Mal doesn't seem to be dead yet. Where did the relic come from?"

Sauron patted her head. She couldn't figure out whose relics could be used to attack Yelin.

But her followers within the Brutal Snatchers, brought word that Rosenberg was already on his way to find the item.

(End of this chapter)