In mid-air next to the underground river, the space suddenly distorted. Several figures and a pile of debris suddenly appeared from the air and fell to the ground one after another.
Hyatt was lying on the cobblestones, struggling to stand up, but the weakness and weakness after using his powers made him unsuccessful several times.
No. 17 got up and ran over to help Hyatt up.
"Leave me alone, go see Leoric!" Hyatt's legs trembled, and he tried his best not to fall down again: "He is the task of the master's mother's oral sex."
No. 17 came to the unconscious Leoric, listened to the other person's heartbeat, and turned back nervously and said: "Sir, his heartbeat is already very weak. He may not be able to survive after a while."
Looking at the half-body of No. 33 next to him, Hyatt gritted his teeth and said: "Everyone evacuate to the ferry of the underground river! Let's set off immediately!"
The group walked for ten minutes and arrived at a hidden ferry crossing on a tributary of the underground river in the Holy Acropolis.
A two-masted armed sailboat was docked there, and busy figures could be vaguely seen on it.
The approach of Hyatt and his party quickly attracted the attention of the people staying at the ferry.
After a conversation, Hyatt brought the hastily retreating people to the deck of the sailboat. He braced himself and began to direct his men to escape from this place as soon as possible.
"On the 17th, let the crew set sail as soon as possible! The enemy may find this place at any time. Staying for a second longer will increase the danger!"
"Yes, leader!"
"No. 21, go find No. 52 and ask her to stabilize Leoric's life signs as soon as possible, at least until she leaves the Holy Acropolis."
"I see."
"On the 27th, help me onto the side of the ship and make sure everyone can see me. I can't fall down at this time!"
The brigantine slowly sailed away from the river bank and traveled along the underground river into the distance. As the ship sailed faster and faster, the people on board seemed more and more relaxed.
Hyatt took off the hood of his robe and then took off an animal mask carved from wood, revealing the dark face of a Southern Empire man.
At this time, No. 27 also removed the mask on her face, revealing her original face. From that appearance, she turned out to be an Arab girl with slightly dark skin and a handsome appearance.
"Father, are we safe?" No. 27 looked at Hyatt, with the fear still in his eyes.
Hyatt shook his head: "Selma, it's too early to say it's safe now. We can only be considered safe when the ship leaves the border of the Holy Acropolis and sails into the Kingdom of Ronaville."
"The enemy of the church we met underground used two unrelated powers, so he should be a successor, right?"
Listening to his daughter's analysis, Hyatt nodded first, then shook his head: "He is indeed a successor, but not only does he use the two powers of 'speed' and 'freeze', that crossbow arrow is about to
When he was shot, his skin turned into metal in an instant, which means that he can still use "metal skin"."
"Able to use three powers, is there such a successor in the church?"
Hyatt pondered for a while and then said: "That man was wearing the holy robe of a church deacon. Sinclair called him Fairchild. It stands to reason that a successor who can use three kinds of powers would be the blasphemous person in the church.
Among the apostles, he should be considered a high-ranking official. This person's information should also be recorded in the Presbyterian Church. However, according to my memory, the Presbyterian Church knows nothing about this name. This is too strange...
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Selma thought about it and said, "Could this person have been hiding in the dark and not registered as a blasphemous apostle?"
"It's possible, but there's another thing that worries me. The two followers around him, the Beidao female warrior, have almost monster-like reflexes and body coordination; the black-armored knight has excellent strength and
In terms of destructive power, it is comparable to the most powerful legion warriors. No matter which one of these two followers, they can easily squeeze into the top ten ranks of the Dispute Legion, but now they are acting as thugs under a church deacon. You know this
What does it mean?"
Her father's words made Selma fall into deep thought.
Hyatt sighed deeply: "This man named Fairchild may be more terrifying than we thought."
"Chief! We can already see the light at the entrance of the cave. We will be able to leave the underground river soon!"
The sound from the watchtower brought a relieved smile to Hyatt's face.
"As long as we can leave this ghost place, sail south to find a safe port of call, and complete Leoric's resurrection ceremony, the mistress's mission will be successfully completed."
Selma had a puzzled look on her face: "Father, I don't understand why the mistress cares so much about Leoric?"
Hyatt said seriously: "How can you and I guess the mistress's intentions?"
Perhaps the tone was too harsh, Thelma's aggrieved look made Hyatt feel soft, and whispered: "In my opinion, the matron hopes to use the resurrection ceremony to control Leoric, so as to establish a
The stronghold of the Presbyterian Church. The specific method is to use the succession election meeting to kill most of the ruling nobles in the Holy Acropolis, and then let Leoric's soul enter the body of Sinclair or Matilda and return to the throne. And the Lord
Mother can control the entire Holy Acropolis by controlling Leoric."
Thelma still didn't understand: "I understand all this, but what's the use of the mistress controlling the Holy Acropolis?"
Hyatt looked around and after confirming that there was no one around, his voice was almost silent: "The war between the Abbasid Empire and the Ayyubid Empire will soon be over. Lord Saladin, who has been favored by Allah, will soon unify the entire country."
In the south, the mistress wants to..."
Hyatt's words were interrupted by a sudden shout.
"Chief, heaven! Look at the sky!"
Following the shouts of the crowd, Hyatt looked to the sky, and what he saw in his eyes made him stand frozen in place.
A huge griffon hovered over the ship. A fully armed female warrior from the North Island took out a horn made of conch from her waist and blew a long and rich war sound.
"No!" Hyatt hurriedly turned to the dumbfounded crew members on the ship and shouted anxiously: "Oars out! Full sail! Throw away all unnecessary baggage on the ship! Speed up! Speed up!"
The crew members, who had just woken up from a dream, hurriedly began to carry out the leader's orders.
As the loud sound of the horn grew louder and louder, the second and third gryphons joined the circling ranks.
Hyatt looked at the sky, with only anxiety and uneasiness in his eyes. He put on his mask again, raised the oak staff in his hand, and shouted at the other people on the ship: "Ballista! Bow and arrow! Sling! Use everything you can use."
Bring out all the weapons for me! Get ready for war!"
Soon, the first gryphon, with its North Island Valkyrie, swooped towards the sailing ship.
As the height of the gryphon got lower and lower, an arrow was shot from the bow in the Valkyrie's hand, accurately piercing the throat of a sailor.
The people on the ship used all the weapons in their hands to shoot at the attackers, but the speed of the gryphon was too fast, and the result was little.
One after another, the griffins began to swoop towards the ship from different angles. The arrows in the Valkyrie's hands seemed to have eyes, harvesting lives one after another.
At this moment, Legionnaire No. 21 stood on the deck, his hands turned into claws, accumulating two small fireballs. He spotted a swooping griffin, and the two fireballs struck one after the other.
other side.
The griffon rolled to its side to avoid the first fireball, but was hit on the wing by the second fireball.
In pain, it lost its balance and fell into the river with the Valkyrie on its back.
Seeing the other gryphon knights rushing to rescue the companion who fell into the river, Hyatt finally let out a sigh of relief.
The threat from the sky has finally been temporarily lifted.
Just before everyone on the boat could rejoice for too long, a rapid sound of horse hooves came from the river bank, attracting everyone's attention again.
Twenty dark, heavy-armored knights, who seemed to come from the battlefield of the gods, rode tall and majestic horses and ran quickly on the river bank.
Hyatt looked at the group of black-armored knights and said dumbfounded: "How could there be such a fast horse in the world?!"
No wonder he was surprised. The river bank was overgrown with weeds and rugged rocks, making it difficult for ordinary people to walk, but this group of knights seemed to be riding on flat ground.
Hyatt, who felt bad, first looked at the group of knights who were chasing after them, and then looked at the river where the ship was traveling. He finally discovered the source of the premonition.
One hundred meters directly in front of the boat, there is a bend. The river narrows and the terrain is high, forming a natural jumping platform.
Just when Hyatt was just trying to figure everything out, the black-armored knight also rushed onto the platform at the mouth of the river. The leader of the black-armored knight stepped on the rocks on the river bank and jumped towards the deck.
Towards the sailing armed sailing ship.
Hyatt, whose heart was in his throat, visually measured the distance and murmured: "It's too far, there's no way he can jump up..."
What he didn't expect was that the leading knight jumped into the air, and as he was falling, something like a whip stretched out from under the armor of his arm and wrapped tightly around the mast of the ship.
The knight who rose into the air pulled hard with his arm, and the sailboat was pulled topsy-turvy by the huge force.
The knight also used this power to rush onto the deck with his men and horses.
Hyatt looked at the knight who jumped onto the deck and took off a sword as tall as a man from his back, his pupils dilated instantly.
He raised his oak staff and shouted loudly: "Meet the enemy!"