Before Frila could react, Angele suddenly pulled her into the carriage, avoiding a broken knife that was spinning towards her.
"Be careful!" Angelet patted the little guy's face to make him wake up.
boom!!
There was an explosion immediately outside the carriage, as if something exploded. Dazzling red firelight shone in from the window, dyeing the entire carriage red.
In the dense green woods, a ball of golden-red flames exploded, forming waves of golden-red flames that spread in all directions like water ripples and hit the trees of the convoy, causing a series of vibrations.
All the carriages and livestock in the motorcade were violently pushed several meters away.
Angelet's bullock cart shook violently and moved more than three meters to the left, leaving black friction marks on the ground.
In the center of the golden-red explosion, only the lower half of the black-cloaked leader's body was left standing, and half of the leader's head was still on the ground.
"Uncle, you can't escape, you can't escape." Half of his mouth came out with a sharp female voice, and the resentment in it made people shudder.
Snapped!
Hylia crushed half of her head with her foot. She turned around and looked at the lady in black behind her.
The noble lady was slowly retracting her right hand, and her left hand was still holding a small white ball with delicate golden patterns engraved on it. Seeing Hylia's eyes move over, the noble lady smiled slightly.
"This is a high-end holy light bullet sold by the church. It is very powerful. It is very lethal to witchcraft creatures, ghosts and monsters, but does little harm to living people and ordinary things."
"It is indeed very powerful." Hylia looked at the white ball, and he was still frightened. At that moment, a ball suddenly flew behind him and exploded. In the golden red flames of witchcraft, he thought he would definitely die.
It fell. Unexpectedly, it was only blown away a certain distance, and the whole body was unharmed.
The lady was about to continue talking when suddenly there were faint footsteps in the dense forest.
Angelet also looked out of the window from the carriage. "People from the church?" He frowned. He didn't expect the people from the church to come so quickly. He had obviously gotten rid of these people for a long time, and now he was being chased again.
Up.
Frila opened her bright eyes in his arms, as if she was still recalling the moment just now. Between life and death, she seemed to be frightened all of a sudden.
Deep in the green forest, a group of figures in silver-white armor were approaching quickly. When these people saw the messy battlefield, they were a little stunned. The leading female knight glanced at everyone with cold eyes, and finally
It fell on Hylia.
"Found it, send the signal!" She ordered her deputy in a cold voice, and stepped forward alone, pulling out the broad sword at her waist with a clang, and a subtle white light slowly lit up on the edge of the silver blade.
The female knight's steps were heavy and powerful, without any hesitation. It was slow at first, then became faster and faster, and became more and more urgent. She waved the broadsword with both hands several times, and rushed towards Hylia.
"Heresy!! Death!"
The female knight actually rushed directly to Hylia.
Hylia also remained silent. When he saw the female knight's face clearly, he wailed, turned around and ran away. The 'girl' in white followed him and walked easily, without any sign of taking action.
"Lady Diana, I'll see you again in the future!" Hylia shouted loudly from a distance, and she and the female knights chased each other, and soon disappeared into the dense forest.
The bodies of the red leather armor guards and thieves were left on the ground. The noble lady in black frowned, standing there not knowing what she was thinking. She looked at the direction Hylia left, and did not look back for a long time.
Some of the guards who were still alive began to pick up the corpses of their comrades, cursing and cursing. Most of their faces were numb and calm. It was obvious that this kind of thing did not happen occasionally.
Angelet got out of the bullock cart, looked at the lady in black, and gently whipped the black bull.
The guard leader who promised him to follow the convoy was giving something back to the lady in black.
Angele didn't bother to say hello, and hurriedly drove the sugarcane ox cart silently and ran towards the woods in the other direction.
Amidst the clanging sound, the gray-white ox cart quickly and bumpily drove into the other side of the forest and gradually disappeared around the corner.
Angele drove the ox cart, a flash of blue light flashed in his eyes, and he adjusted the route of the ox cart slightly, making a circle silently, and rushed towards the direction where Hylia and others left.
No one could be seen in the convoy of ladies in black behind them, and the green-eyed man who caused the dispute was nowhere to be seen.
There were lush dense forests all around, and the golden light was cut into pieces and continuously flowed on the carriage and Angelet's clothes. A strange whining sound could be heard from far above his head.
"Where are we going?" Friela got out of the carriage. She held the saw cross sword tightly in her arms.
"Just find a place to spend your whole life." Angelet replied casually.
"Ah?" Friela's face was stunned.
Angele turned around and pinched her cheek. "You really believe it? We are now considered wanted criminals of the church. When we see the knights of the church not running away quickly, why do we stay here to seek death? In short, we can't follow the original route. We have to
Find a place to hide for a while."
"Oh" Furila then remembered that she was also a wanted criminal, and her big bright eyes suddenly dimmed. She wiped a few handfuls of sweat from her face with her sleeves, and most of the discoloration ointment on her face was also wiped away.
.
The birthmark on my forehead has turned from black to gray, and it will obviously disappear completely in a short time.
"Then where can we find a place to stay temporarily?" she asked.
Angelet didn't reply and pointed forward.
Friela looked forward in the direction he pointed.
In front of the lush woods, a majestic snow-capped mountain with white mixed with gray spots stood quietly, with a light white mist lingering on the top of the mountain.
The snow-capped mountains reflected some dazzling snow light, which made Friela unable to open her eyes.
"So high."
Angelet smiled and rubbed her head. "Go and check our food to see how long we can live up there. By the way, we also need to include this old cow."
"oh."
Frila retracted her head and got into the car.
Angelet also slowly closed his eyes and continued to explore the entrance to the mysterious world every day.
After so long research, there have been many times when the dark entrance to the microscopic world has undergone some changes. The darkness of the entrance will gradually brighten and then recover along with the wavy curve.
Angelet summarized the laws of these changes and found that in different periods of change, the intensity of interference and rejection from the outside world was also different.
What he is trying now is to analyze the trajectory and pattern of the interference force field when the entrance interference is at its weakest, find a way to crack it, and delve deeper into the mental power test.
Force field analysis is the most difficult. There are thousands of different change curves within a random range of one centimeter that need to be statistically recorded. This is a long-term cracking process. Angele calculated the current total progress, and it seems that it has only progressed by 2%.
.It is estimated that it will take a long time to truly crack the force field and penetrate the mental power into the entrance to the microscopic world.
Slowly opening his eyes, it was already afternoon. The sunlight above his head was slightly golden and red, shining diagonally from behind, making the shadows of the bullock cart and Angele grow long on the grass.
'It took 8 hours. The progress is suspended.' The chip feedback sound sounded slowly.
Angelet took a deep breath and looked around. The big trees were straight and tall, with brown and gray-black trunks that were slightly damp. The leaves on the upper branches were dark green, and some were covered with a thin layer of white frost.
.
Some thin black cows had stopped unconsciously, their tails swaying restlessly.
The surroundings were quiet, without any sounds of animals.
Angele glanced around, got out of the bullock cart, lifted the curtain and looked inside the carriage. Furila was sleeping in a daze holding a saw sword.
He circled around the carriage and soon stopped in front of a sparse cluster of gray-black bushes. He slowly stretched out his hand and pushed it in with a strong force.
There was a crash.
He picked up a little leopard with black and red spots by its neck and pulled it out.
Woo. Woo!!
The little leopard struggled in Angele's hand with its claws and teeth, making threatening noises. Its small claws clawed at Angele's skin like daggers, but there were no scratches.
"The territory of the black-spotted leopard? You can just follow it to find that one." Angelet gently dropped the little leopard and let it fall on the thick muddy ground of fallen leaves.
The little leopard turned over and stood upright, then immediately ran behind it.
Angelet followed the little leopard forward. After walking for about two minutes, a silver stream appeared in front of him. On the opposite side of the stream, on the slope of the rushing water, there was an arched earth-gray wooden door embedded in the black soil slope.
.Like a tunnel entrance, leading to the slope underground.
The wooden door is made of light yellow vertical strips of wood. It is tightly closed and has a stone gray-white border on the edge. There is a slender black torch stand on each side in front of the door. The flame on it has been extinguished for an unknown period of time, leaving only two balls of black ash.
Angelet slowed down his steps and looked left and right along the stream. The stream flowed down from a high place and meandered down along the white ravine until it reached the depths of the woods with no end in sight.
The width of the creek is only two meters, and clusters of green aquatic plants are slightly swayed by the water.
"This is it."
Angelet ignored the little leopard that had run away without a trace. Instead, he turned around and brought the bullock cart over. He spent more than ten minutes letting the black bull drink water by himself. Angelet returned
In the carriage, close your eyes and rest and wait.
The sky was getting darker and darker, and two gray figures were vaguely walking downstream of the creek.
One of them was Hylia, who was in a state of embarrassment, with a few bloodstains on his face. He was carrying a thin man in gray with difficulty, and was moving forward step by step.
Behind Hylia was the beautiful 'girl' in white, still following Hylia with a cold expression. Her white clothes were like snow, which was in sharp contrast to Hylia's dirty gray cloth clothes.
Hylia raised her head and looked in front of the creek, just in time to see Angele's gray and white oxcart carriage.
Ahem.
The green net on his back stopped working, and he coughed out a mouthful of dirty blood, some of which even splashed on Hylia's shoulder.