Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 339 Night Owl Team, Turtledove

Echelle's words made the atmosphere a bit stiff, Lyle and Rhett stopped eating, and the cold wind blew the cloth bag of firefly lights.

And Nia spoke without looking at the atmosphere at all. "Lyle, if you won't eat it, can I have some of your leaves?"

Nia has grown up, and she will notify herself when she grabs food, and with the new chewing sound, Lyle feels emotional.

This is also growth.

Nia's voice is like the ticking sound of pushing the pointer to rotate on the dial, and the still picture is alive again.

Keira wiped the corners of her eyes lightly with her fingers, and she returned to her usual calm smile.

"Thank you, Grandpa, I feel better after I tell you."

"...I have my arms ready for you at any time, dear."

"Although I know that it is almost impossible for you, Grandpa, to rule the country again, I always have that impulsive thought in my heart, and those trivial things really make me a little out of breath." Kaila smiled, with a smile on her face after the rain. Sincerity like a rainbow.

Echelle stroked her head. "You're doing well, Kayla."

Kayla closed her eyes, enjoying the comfort of her family.

"Grandpa, do you remember what day tomorrow is?"

Echelle narrowed his eyes.

"It's homecoming day."

Keira then explained to Lyle and others.

"The Leweather have their own understanding of death and burial. Our people have a tradition of returning soul and body to the wilderness."

"On the day of return, we will place the bodies of the dead in the depths of the dense forest, so that they will become the nourishment of nature and soil."

"Life is a cycle, and we are inseparable from the cycle of nature."

"Returning Day is a very important festival for the Leweathers." Keira looked at the three of them. "Tomorrow, I will give a speech in condolence to the dead."

"Can you come? Even if you can't show up and stand in the corner, I hope my speech can be seen by grandpa."

"After all, this is what I want to tell Grandpa Echelle."

Echelle quickly agreed to Keira, and at night, the three of them were sent to a room specially for guests to rest.

In the middle of the night, Lyell had already fallen asleep, and Echelle fell from the hammock, and the sound of his feet hitting the ground was not as loud as the breeze blowing leaves.

Moonlight shone on the planks, on Rhett's iron armor.

Echelle sat down beside him carelessly.

"I seem to have put too much pressure on my lovely granddaughter. The role of our older generation as a role model is deeper than imagined."

"..."

"Kayla was a wonderful child, and even though I still had a close relationship with her after death, I didn't see the pressure she was hiding."

"..."

"You saw the way she vented. That's the burden we leave to our children after we die."

"..."

"...You know what I want to say. We have fought for a lifetime, Reddrea. Even after death, we still don't like each other. We are enemies, we are friends, and we know each other's thoughts. Since my Kay There will be so much pressure to pull..."

"My granddaughter, Queen of Deria, Lina Deria, must be a strong person."

"No matter how strong a person is, there will be times when they need parents, especially her dead-headed grandfather who has never returned to his former kingdom because of the life-and-death estrangement."

"..."

"Tie Wangba, do you still think this homecoming event is irrelevant?"

"Driya has a will of her own."

"Tch, after the return day is over, I will take the night owl team to Deriya to investigate the enemy's situation. No matter what, I will definitely observe how my neighbors are doing."

"...I will monitor your behavior and ensure the order of De Ruiya."

"Your skin is as thick as your armor."

The jungle at night is scary.

Its darkness is not only terrible in itself, but also includes the monsters lurking in the darkness.

The breath of the goddess of the wind blows the crazily growing grass blades, and after being trampled by humans during the day, they are so sick that they almost fall down at this moment.

It seems that lodging is reasonable.

With a scream of death, a sharp arrow pierced the void that made the blades of grass fall.

The invisible enemy is exposed.

The radiance like water waves flowed on the golden metal armor, flickering like sparks for a moment, and then hidden in the shadows.

A cold voice came from the surrounding dense forest, making the evening wind even colder.

"Your hiding is useless. In my eyes, your fire of life is really an eyesore."

A sharp arrow shot out from behind the hider, as vicious as a poisonous snake.

The blade of light pierced the darkness, burning the flying arrows to ashes.Deep eyes, set behind the mask, scan the shadows around them, looking for the attacker.

"Holy Light..." A thin figure appeared on the branch, with a distorted and deformed body and moss-covered white bones, making the pale soul flame even more vicious. "It turns out that the hypocritical Holy Light can also disguise itself as a hiding mouse."

The aroused emotion caused the psychic energy to ripple on Lovedy's skin, and the holy energy warblade bloomed on his arm, pointing directly at the cold dead.

"Undead, you are much weaker than your words."

Crow, Death Hunter Greer let out a creepy laugh.

"Hehehehe, human beings don't hunt by brute force, you ugly monster, I will bury you in the soil of Levithur as the price for your threat to my homeland."

Bend the bow, take the arrow.

"The hunt has begun."

The whistling of arrows, the sound of light blades cutting flying arrows.Two shadow users began to fight in the dark.

Greer's arrows could always find a hidden angle to aim at the protoss' eyes.And those shining light blades can always resist attacks in an anti-human offensive way.

Lovedy's figure keeps getting closer, and both sides know that the balance of victory is tilting, and it only takes one blow, and the war blade can bring the death hunter back to death.

Greer was forced into close combat, parrying protoss attacks with his withered longbow and dodging deadly shimmering blades.The hunter of death, dancing on the brink of death.

"You could have been hiding in the dark. Your concealment skills are very advanced. I couldn't find your trace. It was a stupid decision to fight me head-on, Archer." Lovedy caught his flaw, and the light blade Sweeping, the next moment will cut off that fragile spine.

"Facing smart prey, hunters always have to throw enough bait." Greer's spine broke automatically just before the high temperature of the light blade touched it. There was the sound of a rope tightening.

How could an archer choose melee combat, unless he prepared a trap.

All the movement along the way, under the guidance of the death hunter, reached the target location.In order to prevent the vigilance of the protoss, Greer even stepped on the trap himself.

"Hi buddy, I'm Undead."

The organ was triggered, and arrows shot at the two from three sides like a rainstorm.

Greer is undead, and although he was quickly tied into a sieve, his laughter continued.

The arrow glowing with cold light appeared in Lovedy's eyes, and the sense of crisis made the light of the protoss shine even more.

"Light, burn my fighting spirit." The dark warrior's light blade fluttered in the air, and the sparks ignited by the broken arrow illuminated his high fighting spirit.A series of ping-pong sounds of metal collisions, and the battle dance of the protoss miraculously protected his vital parts.

Only a few minor scratches remained on the armor.

click.

When the protoss finished dancing and stood on the ground, that was another danger signal he heard.

"Second wave."

The sound of a bear trap being activated.

Relying on his agile body and inertia, Lovedy flew back the moment before the iron teeth closed tightly.

"The third wave."

A mechanism ejected from the grass was like a racket and slammed onto Lovedy's back. On the strong wooden board tied with ropes, pickets were waiting for visitors.

Lovedy flew forward with a huge impact, and in the air, a web of rope was spread to bind him to the trunk of the tree.

"Fourth wave, call it a day!" On the grass, a figure climbed up, his clothes were camouflaged with leaves of grass, and he had obviously stayed here long before Lovedy was caught.

"Good job, Greer! You're a good bait, of course, my trap is even better!" The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy moved closer to the tied Lovedy, looking at the strange creature.

"Oh, sir, you are much uglier than Xiong Blind. Can you tell me about your master, I am curious who has such strong perseverance to endure your strange appearance, or is there a problem with his aesthetics?"

The boy babbled and waved a dagger in Lovedy's face. "I may need to poke some small holes in you. Pain is a necessary procedure for interrogation. I personally like this process. Bullying people is a very happy thing."

"But you're such an idiot. Levither has always been covered with vegetation, and you can't move around in trees like a ranger. Why do you need to be invisible? Those blades of grass completely exposed your tracks?"

Lofty, who was bound, was not annoyed by defeat. He looked at Greer, who was standing not far away, drawing an arrow from his body, and stared at the boy with those bright eyes.

"In the face of intelligent prey, the hunter always throws enough bait."

In an instant, Lovedy fell out of the net. Protoss are half-energy creatures, and physical restraint is useless to them.

The shining blade of light pressed against his neck, and the boy immediately raised his hands, accepting the identity swap.

"Good ability, Mr. Greer, you got me killed."

"I surrender, handsome sir. I am the turtledove of the night owl team. I am good at making traps. I am a logistics staff. Don't hurt me. I have a sweet mouth and a nice way of speaking! Whatever you ask, I say! Just let me live, I will Immediately treason!" The turtledove's teeth were chattering, with a look of fear.

Lovedy's nerves hadn't reacted yet.

A small object spat out from the turtledove's mouth, struck Lovedy's neck skin, made a ding sound, and fell to the ground.

It was a blow dart with a poisoned tip.

silence.

"Damn it!" Turtledove cursed directly, her blow dart could penetrate even a few centimeters of wood, but the monster's skin didn't break, what a hell.

Damn it, I'm really doomed, I hope the country can give us a martyr.

Loveday looked at the small thing on the ground.

"what is that?"

Turtledove's eyes rolled, and things seemed to be turning around, so he laughed.

"That's my 'good friend' medal, a gift, originally intended to be worn on Mr.'s body with a kiss. Haha, this is our custom here, don't be surprised."

"You and I hit it off right away, just like seeing my brother who has been dead for many years."

"Brother, give me a way to survive, okay?"

(End of this chapter)