After picking up Chris, Powell ordered the fleet to continue sailing.
More than a dozen ships raised their sails again and started a new journey.
Chris had nothing to do and roasted seagulls for the fifteenth team.
Not only that, he also took care of the holy knights on several nearby ships, gaining a lot of reputation points.
Therefore, above the fleet, you can often see knights of the seventh and eighth levels flying around chasing seagulls, splashing a lot of white feathers.
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In this way, the fleet traveled smoothly and encountered no other troubles.
In the afternoon seven days later, the Glory Mission successfully returned to Liuli City.
It's just that there were originally twenty ships when we set out, but now there are only thirteen ships left, less than half.
When the fleet docked at the port, Powell did not ask the porters on the shore to help with loading and unloading. After all, they were transporting corpses, including those of the enemy and some of his own.
Powell called the corresponding businessman and asked him to help hire a carriage.
Because there were too many, close to 400, Powell hired more than 80 vehicles.
By the time all the carriages arrived, it was already evening.
The holy knights took advantage of the darkness to carry all the corpses into the car and covered them with white cloth to try to ensure that they were not seen by outsiders.
And Akali, a ninth-level black magician with a special status, has a car all to himself.
Then, the Brilliance Mission made its way through the night without stopping at any time.
They need to return to Sun Moon City as soon as possible.
Chris also continued to march with the mission, but this time he was not in the fifteenth team, but rode on a drag root and walked side by side with Powell.
After the First World War on Crescent Island, he now has such qualifications.
At night, the stars flicker in the sky, illuminating the way forward for the Glory Mission.
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In the early morning of the next day, when the golden sunshine was shining on the earth, the shops in the city opened their doors one after another, and then they saw a convoy driving on the street, wearing damaged armor, some with injuries, and walked over
You can still smell the smell of blood from time to time.
Some of the less courageous people were frightened and quickly found a place to hide, not daring to look.
After a night of traveling, the members of the Glory Mission finally returned to Sun Moon City. They walked struttingly on the streets towards the headquarters.
Some people began to talk: "Those knights seem to be the glorious mission that disappeared not long ago. Are they going to perform some difficult mission?"
Hundreds of holy knights disappeared overnight, and no one knew where they went. This incident caused a small sensation in the aristocratic circle of Sun Moon City.
The person next to me quickly reminded: "Keep your voice down, don't ask about such things."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Radiant Mission returned to the headquarters of the Holy Knights.
An old man with gray beard and hair stood at the door, staring at them coldly, preventing the Radiant Envoy from entering.
The old man wore bright silver armor and held a long spear in his hand. Just standing there gave people a strong sense of oppression, as if he were an insurmountable mountain.
More importantly, judging from the aura he exuded, he turned out to be a ninth-level low-level strong man.
Powell dismounted, frowned and asked, "Bruce, what do you mean?"
"Oh, you still have the nerve to ask me?" Bruce sneered, "You took the entire mission away without the authorization of the mission leader. Do you know your guilt?"
Powell retorted: "Hahaha, I'm afraid you have forgotten that the deputy commander of the mission has the opportunity to go out with the entire army of the mission once a year, right?"
Bruce looked at the significantly reduced number of Holy Knights and said, "So, you are going to cause casualties to the entire mission?"
Chris, who was next to him, felt the strong smell of gunpowder, and the two deputy captains in front of him were obviously not very easy to deal with.
Powell said: "I have an important task this time, and I have achieved considerable results."
"I want to see what results you can achieve." Bruce sneered.
More and more holy knights gathered around, and the crowd was crowded.
Many people looked over curiously, waiting for Powell's next words.
"Brothers, let him see it!" Powell turned his head and said to the people of the Radiance Mission.
After receiving the order, the knights of the mission lifted the white cloth on the carriage, and the corpses of three hundred black magicians were exposed in front of everyone, arranged neatly.
Bruce's pupils shrank suddenly.
The people watching nearby also took a deep breath.
Unless it is during a war, it is impossible to hunt down so many black magicians. Those guys have weird methods and are very difficult to deal with. Even if they are far stronger than them, there is still a risk of capsizing in the gutter.
Bruce took a few steps back in shock and murmured, "How could that happen?"
Powell felt very happy and finally felt proud.
Suddenly, Bruce's eyes fell on Akali, and his heartbeat slowed down a beat.
The church also had information about the ninth-level powerhouse of the Black Dragon Palace, so he recognized Akali's identity instantly.
Bruce looked at Powell blankly and asked, "Where did you learn about their whereabouts and how did you hunt them?"
The ninth-level magician is particularly difficult to deal with. Even if you can defeat him, it is very difficult to kill or capture him alive because there are too many ways to escape.
Powell chuckled and said, "Do you think I'm stupid for telling you such an important intelligence source? Don't block the way. I'm going to report to the regiment leader."
With that said, he pushed Bruce away and walked into the headquarters of the Holy Knights in a big way.
People from the Shining Mission drove a carriage and accompanied Powell in.
Their appearance caused an uproar among the Holy Knights.
"Oh my god, there are so many seventh-level, eighth-level, and even ninth-level experts. How did they do it?"
"It's unimaginable."
The magic power on the black mage's body has not dissipated, so he can feel his level during his lifetime.
Jeffrey, Moulton and others held their heads high, their faces full of pride.
The hunted black magician is the best record. Even in the entire Church of Light, there has been no such success for several years.
Chris put away his drag and walked side by side with Jeffrey.
The red armor is already conspicuous enough, but if he is also riding a horse, he will stand out from the crowd.
He didn't like to join in the fun, so after escorting the carriage over, he went back to the room where Team 15 was stationed to rest early.
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The brilliant achievements of the Glory Mission spread to the entire Sun Moon City like a prairie fire. In less than half a day, almost everyone knew about it.
Killed three hundred black magicians, and they haven't appeared for many years.
Some nobles secretly inquired about what happened, but were very disappointed. They did not hear any useful information.