The Face Changing Warrior

Chapter 296 Sniper

Arslan never felt this weird.

In this hall of the temple, it was still so empty, the surrounding huge candlelight was swaying, and the shadows on the ground seemed to be floating.

The aloft Master Prometheus was still mysterious, Arslan knelt there on one knee, with his head hanging down, and he could still feel the gaze on his back that made him feel depressed.

She sighed slightly, raised her head, and said solemnly, "Is this your order?"

"It's the decision of the Presbyterian Church." Prometheus's voice was calm and without a trace of emotion: "The envoy of the Bright Empire must die on the land of Roland mainland... You must complete your mission before they go to sea. You know, above the ocean, we cannot deal with the navy of the Sauron Kingdom."

Arslan suddenly felt an extremely strange feeling in his heart.

When facing Prometheus in the past, I always felt a kind of inexplicable pressure deep in my heart, as if the person above him was an invincible-even unmatched existence. Even if Prometheus just stood there quietly, he seemed to be able to see through all his thoughts with a random look. Standing in front of this person, he was like a sheep facing a lion. Although this lion is always so calm, there is always something in the peace that makes him fear from the bottom of his heart...

But today, Prometheus is still standing in front of him, the thing that makes his heart scared, it seems to have become a lot...as if...

He is weak? !

Arslan was taken aback by this thought. Although she hung her head, there was a murderous look in her eyes unconsciously.

If... if I shoot now, or just need a sword...

Once this inner thought came out, it would grow wildly like summer weeds. Arslan was so excited that his body trembled slightly, his fists were secretly squeezed.

But then, feeling the gaze on the back seemed to be a lot sharper, the heavy pressure, and the gaze that seemed to be an entity, the stabbing Arslan almost felt a tingling sensation, and a drop of sweat fell on her forehead. , Finally sighed, raised his head slightly, and replied in a respectful and serious tone.

"As you wish, Master Prometheus!"

After speaking, she stood up gently, lifted her cloak, and strode out of the main hall of the temple.

Prometheus behind him watched quietly as the strongest warrior of the dragon race walked out, and he was the only one left in the hall again. He seemed to sigh secretly.

"These reptiles are getting more and more uncontrollable..." He seemed to pursed his mouth lightly: "One paladin doesn't seem to be enough... Then, let's add another..."

The day of departure has arrived.

Lord Lord Roddy, the special envoy of the Bright Empire, took his mysterious companion on the journey home. The king showed sufficient respect and courtesy, and even personally took the guard of honor to send Roddy and his party out ten miles outside the capital city.

Subsequently, the old wizard Master Sith also became an entourage, according to the king, the old wizard will become their guard.

The other one who followed the team was Princess Ruolan. The high-sounding saying is that the princess represents the royal farewell envoy... but most people would rather believe that the princess is the three beautiful female companions coveting the envoy.

What regrets Ruolan is that Sete, Heisha and Nedith have always been sitting in the carriage without showing up, and Princess Ruolan, uh... Given her weight and size, she cannot squeeze with the three beauties. In the same carriage.

And she was wearing a set of mighty knight armor, riding a specially selected high war horse-Roddy even doubted whether the war horse was specially bred, it is probably based on that abnormal war team war horse. The monster horse created by the training method. Otherwise, how can you carry Ruolan?

Departing from the royal capital, after three days of unhurried or slow journey, the subordinates announced that after walking twenty miles ahead, it is a port in the southern part of the Sauron Kingdom. From there, it only takes three days to go to sea. Arrived in the Empire of Light.

A mountainous terrain appeared on the horizon, and a narrow valley mouth in the distance.

Roddy was riding on the horse, seeing the terrain in front of him, couldn't help sighing.

This is really the best place for an ambush.

I have already realized that something will happen in my heart, and Roddy is very satisfied with the three days of calm ahead. The whip in his hand pointed to the gorge in front of him, and Roddy smiled and said, "Is that the only way to the dock?"

The old magician was riding a horse beside Roddy, smiling and saying: "Yes, go through that place, and the port is further ahead."

Roddy smiled and said, "The terrain here is a bit strange. There are few mountains on the mainland that are so close to the coast."

The old magician nodded, but his facial expression was a little strange: "This long mountain range is not natural... but a man made it. The mountain range in front of the Lord Earl uses large-scale earth magic. A natural barrier created."

"Oh?" Roddy's eyes lit up.

The old magician smiled faintly: "Hundreds of years ago, in the era of Emperor Abbasid of your country, in a war between our two continents, your country’s Thor’s Whip crossed the Thunder Strait, and both of us fought near here. There was a big battle...Because it was too difficult to defeat your cavalry regiment on the wilderness plains, and there were plains in the plains nearby. There was no stronghold to handle. At that time, almost half of the magicians on the Roland continent were used to make it. Such a mountain range serves as a natural barrier!"

Having said that, the old magician pointed his finger at the gap in front, which was a canyon.

"That place is a gap created by magic. At that time, we Roland people built a fort there, and there we firmly resisted Thor's Whip against the coastal area. In the end, Thor's Whip was unable to penetrate because it was fighting across the sea. Our hinterland was firmly trapped and died there."

Speaking of these past events, the old magician seemed a little proud. After all, the number of times that the Roland people defeated the Bright Empire was too rare. That victory was once featured in the history books of the various kingdoms in the Roland continent.

Of course Roddy knew the history, but just nodded slightly.

That period of history is just an example of the dizziness of Abbas the Great in his later years. In order to conquer the Roland mainland, almost half of the army of the Bright Empire was launched. As a result, it was blocked by the powerful Roland Navy at sea. Most of the army was lost at sea, and the army that could land was also dilapidated, lacking supplies and materials. With this situation, coupled with the fact that the Roland people created such a mountain range here, the failure of the Bright Empire is not surprising.

Seeing that the team gradually approached the valley, the valley was not long, standing on this end could faintly see the exit on the other end. Obviously manpower is limited. The natural mountain range that was created by the power of the entire Roland Continent magician back then was not too tall.

Looking at Roddy and not answering, the old magician also closed his mouth. After all, facing the most powerful military commander in the family, he said how good his side is, the old magician is not so cheeky.

Besides, in the most recent war, hundreds of thousands of troops were beaten up and all surrendered. That is a fact that can be seen in front of us.

Sith was faintly anxious. Before coming, the king's order was to take advantage of the chaos to kill Roddy while the temple was sniping. But it has been three days since I walked all the way, and the sniper of the temple didn't even see a shadow.

Seeing a dangerous terrain ahead, the old magician had the same idea as Roddy.

This place is undoubtedly the most suitable place for sniping-besides, this is also the last chance left on this road.

Sure enough, when this thought flashed through the hearts of Roddy and the old magician, a royal knight escorting the guard suddenly shouted: "Someone ahead!"

I saw a white horse slowly ran out of the valley!

Immediately sat a knight. The knight was wearing a set of pure black armor. The bright red cloak was hunting in the wind. The sword in his hand was different from the huge sword used by ordinary knights. It was a thin and long sword. Long sword.

Immediately, the knight was not wearing a helmet, with long hair fluttering in the wind, and that cold face was solemn!

"Your Excellency, Lord Roddy, I'm sorry, your way forward can only end here!"

Arslan didn't seem to raise his breath and shout, but the seemingly calm words came from a distance and fell into everyone's ears very clearly!

Immediately, the paladin waved his hand gently, and a group of heavily armed black-armored knights filed out from the canyon!

Each of these knights wore black armor, and the only difference from Arslan was that their cloaks were all white.

The equipment and armors of these people are all in the style of the standard holy knights, but the white cloaks represent that they are not ordinary holy knights soldiers, all are high-ranking knights with high ranks!

There were not many people on the other side, only about 300 people, and a dense, falling formation was lined up along the intersection of the canyon.

The long sword in Arslan's hand was raised high and swiped twice in the air. Immediately from the mountain range, several figures floated up. Those people were wearing white magician robes, and then strong magical fluctuations in mid-air faintly spread!

The magic fluctuated so strongly that even the old magician Sith's face changed a little!

Five magicians were floating in the air, the middle one, wearing a bright red robe, like a red cloud.

Old Sith's face tightened, and he said solemnly: "The saint in red!"