Chapter 28 Part II

Everyone rode their horses again and ran along the foot of the mountain. Three seconds later, there was a hoarse scream from the heights, and the gargoyle fell down with the arrow. Then all the circling reconnaissance gargoyles found the enemy and turned around and rushed towards them!

"Neutralize them all!" Alex shouted.

The three responded in unison and drew their weapons. Joyce hugged Ze's waist with one hand, leaned on his back, and pressed the scripture with the other palm. He began to mutter the words of God in his mouth. And the more the chanting of the divine art became, It turned louder. At the moment when fifteen gargoyles rushed, Alex drew his sword beautifully, there was light on the sword, he dragged the long sword diagonally, and made a stroke next to his head!

The gargoyle screamed and landed, and then Ze handed the reins to his left hand, and his right hand pulled out the boomerang pinned to his waist and threw it. The boomerang swept away with holy light. The gargoyle was decapitalized and burst out dark green and smelly blood!

Forrest lashed out with arrows, and in an instant, everyone started working together, picking up a dozen or so gargoyles. The last one screamed in fear and ran away, but Roger raised his hand, his arm reaching back slightly, showing a long handle weapon, followed by a slanting shake, the long handle weapon made a metallic sound, and the iron pieces flew and fit in the clanging sound. He clenched the long handle weapon with both hands and slanted it in the direction the gargoyle fled.

The long-handled axe emits white light, and the arc-shaped white light shoots, cutting the gargoyle in half!

Alex cheered, the knights kept running around the rocks and continued to run, Forrest turned back and smiled: "Joyce! Good job!"

Joyce was happy. He didn't expect that the Holy Light would actually strengthen them so much. Roger turned back immediately and said, "After getting the stigmata, the power has nearly doubled!"

Ze also raised his hand, and recalled the boomerang, his mouth twitched slightly, and Alex said, "Don't be too happy, you still need to practice! Go up the mountain from here!"

They arrived at the ancient gate leading to the northern ice field. In front of the gate stood two towering stone sculptures, with statues of goddesses on the left and right sides. Joyce on the left seemed to have seen it before, the Holy Maiden of Light.

The climbing road was icy and slippery, so everyone dismounted and walked. When passing by the sculpture on the right, Joyce couldn't help looking up and asked, "What is this sculpture?"

Even Alex didn't know, everyone led their horses onto the mountain trail, Roger turned back and explained: "The one on the left is the Saintess of Light."

"I've seen her." Joyce took the initiative: "What about the one on the right?"

Joyce slipped under his feet, Ze immediately grabbed his hand and said, "Be careful, you wanna break your neck? Watch the road!"

Joyce was held tightly by Ze, knowing that Ze was really nervous about him for a moment just now, so he smiled at him.

Roger said gently: "The second statue is also the mount of the true God, but she is already dead, and her name is the goddess of the night."

Joyce nodded.

Roger explained to his companions: "She saved the hero king's life thousands of years ago, but sacrificed herself. It is said that she is the hero king's lover. Her body is buried in the hometown of night elves, the Forgotten Forest. ."

"Really?" Forrest nodded. "I don't know."

"Have you heard of... like ballads or something?" Joyce asked.

"I did not stay in the forgotten forest for long," Forrest said. "I left Forgotten Forest to live with my mother, and then went back a few times, but each time I stayed there for no more than a year."

Roger said: "We are all very grateful that you did not stay in the Forgotten Forest for a long time, Elvie boy. You are gentle, honest, and loyal, and have inherited all the advantages of human beings."

Forrest laughed. "Thanks for the compliment, Roger."

Joyce discovered the characteristics of Roger. He was very knowledgeable. He knew almost everything, and all the knowledge he knew was unheard of in books. He asked many questions curiously, and Roger explained them to him one by one.

Joyce: "Is the power of the goddess of the night very powerful?"

Roger: "It was mentioned in bibe that the Goddess of the Night is stronger than the Saintess of Light. She is in charge of the power of the stars and can hit the enemy with the falling star spell. The earliest origin of astrology was granted by the Goddess of the Night."

Joyce: "That is why astrology isn't classified as magic?"

Roger: "Yes, but there are places where astrology still feels a little evil."

Joyce: "I've seen the Saintess of Light as a whale, but I don't know what the Godness of the Night looks like."

Roger laughed and said, "Well, interesting question, what do you think she would be?"

Joyce shook his head, completely unable to guess, and Roger added, "Use your imagination."

Alex said, "Another whale?"

Everyone laughed.

Joyce: "A tree?"

Roger said sternly: "The Saintess of Light and the Goddess of Night, used to be the mounts of the True God, Joey, it is hard for me to imagine that the True God would ride a tree and fly in the sky."

Everyone laughed, and Joyce smiled embarrassedly: "This guess is stupid."

"Why are you guessing like that?" Roger asked interestingly, with a blush on his face.

Joyce and Roger looked at each other, Roger had changed positions, and walking in front of Joyce, he turned his head from time to time. Joyce thought that Alex was right, Roger was really interesting, polite, gentle and yet personable, knowledgeable, and unpretentious. Roger always blushes when he talks to him.

"I don't know." Joyce thought for a while and said, "It's just a sudden thought."

Roger nodded and said, "You guessed right, her original form was a tree."

Joyce: "..."

Roger explained to the crowd: "The Saintess of Light and the Goddess of Night used to be two huge trees. Their fighting forms were whale and dragon. The fighting forms were based on the creatures in this world, and they were transformed after learning. In her initial form, she was a goddess with thirteen wings."

Joyce nodded.

The group did not speak, and Joyce worried that he seemed a little annoyed, so he was embarrassed to ask again.

Seeing that he was silent, Roger was a little cautious and asked, "Why didn't you ask?"

Joyce: "Am I being too noisy?"

Ze replied, "Indeed."

Forrest turned back at the front of the line, smiled and said, "Are you sleepy?"

Roger said sympathetically, "Didn't sleep well last night? I'll carry you."

Alex said: "Roger, let him walk, he needs to exercise to build his physique."

Roger smiled gently: "It's okay, Scott, this mountain road is difficult, I will let him down when the ground is flat."

He bowed slightly, and Joyce lay on his back and let him carry it. Although Roger was an alchemist, he was very strong. He must have been trained by traveling around the earth. Joyce was lying on his back. On the back, he just felt very comfortable.

After walking the mountain road, Roger carried him behind Ze, and when everyone began to mount the horse again, Joyce was still a little sleepy and reluctant to come down. When they reached a village, the sound of horse hooves stopped.

Joyce fell asleep completely all the way. He looked out from behind Ze and saw only ruins in front of him.

Ze's face was solemn, and he whispered, "Don't talk."

The knights came back from the investigation, and Alex said: "It seems that this place has been destroyed by the undead army."

"I found a lot of supplies." Roger came over with a pocket and said, "We can spend the night here. I believe the road ahead is less safe than the village."

Alex said: "Rest on the spot after dinner, there is no need to camp, Forrest and Freed go ahead to explore the road, be sure to come back before the morning, and calculate your own time."

After several people had dinner, Forrest and Ze wrapped the horseshoes in cloth and went down the mountain to explore the road. Alex pondered on the bonfire, and Roger suddenly said, "According to the situation on the scene, at least two guardians are still alive. "

Joyce asked, "What is a guardian?"

Alex glanced at Joyce, and Joyce hurriedly said, "Sorry, I also want to do it for everyone..."

"It doesn't matter," Alex said. "Just ask if you don't understand. This is a good habit."

Roger patted Joey's head with a smile and said, "I also often ask questions, and I have a strong thirst for knowledge."

"The guardians are the ones who guard the gates of the north." Alex said, "there is their outpost in front of the goddess statue. This is also the last human village on the northern continent. Joey, I want you to try something."

He motioned Joyce to get up and took him to the cave behind the house, where many corpses were piled up, and Joyce looked at the frozen corpses all over the floor.

"Purge them," Alex said.

"I'll try." Joyce's mood was very low. Seeing these dozens of corpses, including children and old people with open eyes, he couldn't help feeling sad.

Holding the holy bible, he meditated on the divine words of purification, and his body emitted a white holy light, and an illusion loomed behind him. Roger and Alex witnessed the entire purification process, and the corpse shone faintly. At that moment, The ferocious face of the dead gradually became gentler, and under the illumination of the holy light, countless luminous particles diverged, then spun and entwined, and merged into a galaxy-like light belt, floating to the sky.

"So they don't turn into walking corpses again." Roger said solemnly: "Well done, Joyce."

Alex and Roger pressed their left hands to their right chests, bowed slightly to the piled-up corpses, and saluted.

During the long night, Alex was on duty in front of the bonfire, Joyce was a little cold, huddled in the blanket, and after a while, Roger walked up to him and whispered, "Can I sleep with you?"

"Of course." Joyce laughed and let him get into the blanket. Roger pulled the blanket and wrapped the two of them tightly. Roger's body was very warm, almost burning, like a natural stove. Joyce moved closer and Roger's face flushed instantly when he kissed his lips.

Joyce rested on his arm. He slept for almost a day today, and now he is still a little energetic, so he buried himself on Roger's shoulder and thought about things, the situation of the Pope, and the apostate Ibran.

Roger and Alex both felt the change in Joyce's mood at the same time. Alex glanced at it, walked over, and touched Joyce's head to comfort him.

"What are you thinking?" Roger asked. "Can you tell me?"

The cold wind blew endlessly across the mountains.

Joyce whispered, "Ibran."

He just said the name, and Roger understood.

"The soul and the spirit, the ego, are hard to understand," Roger whispered.

"Have you felt the stigma shake? I'm afraid one day, I will be like Uther." Joyce's heart surged with a strong sense of insecurity, and it was because he knew Ibran's apostasy, and he worried about it and shook. He was afraid that one day Alex would leave him, and Forrest, Roger, and even Ze who had just known each other for a day.

Roger whispered: "I believe that the Knight Commander and neither of us, any of us, came to you simply because of our love for you."

Joyce held his breath, and Roger added: "Besides you, we have a self, and this self exists because of the love for you, and never gets lost. So don't be afraid, we will not lose ourselves like Ibran. ."

Joyce asked, "Is this why Ibran apostates?"

"It's just my guess." Roger said: "I and Scott discussed this issue repeatedly along the way..."

"Ibran's depravity stemmed from his fear of losing," Alex interjected. "He was afraid of losing his life, losing his youth, losing everything he had, even losing..."

"...his priest." Roger added: "It was just a seed in his heart. I think he may not have realized it himself, but driven by this strong desire, he was gradually affected by the underground of the sanctuary. The influence of that...that god, and lost himself."

Alex said, "That's what I told you, Joyce, never be afraid to lose."

At that moment, Joyce's mood became extremely peaceful. He leaned in Roger's arms and responded softly. Roger's cheeks flushed, and he lowered his head to kiss his forehead.

"Can he find himself again?" Joyce whispered.

"Perhaps." Roger said, "It depends on the strength of his companions. I believe his brothers will not give up on him."

"It's like we won't give up on Hugh." Alex said solemnly: "One day, I will bring him back."

Joyce closed his eyes reassuringly, worrying about being expelled gradually.

In the middle of the night, Ze's voice sounded.

"Nearly 100,000 combat units are coming." Ze said, "We have to leave immediately, or we will be drowned in the undead tide, hurry up!"

Joe fell into a daze, and Ze picked him up and said, "Hold me tight."

Forrest said: "Better retreat, it's too dangerous."

"Hurry up." Alex said: "We will definitely be able to cross the tide line, their target is not us, hurry up! Get on the horse!"

The knights quickly mounted their horses and left the village in the middle of the night, and Alex said again: "Throw away all the weights!"

"Where is the undead tide?" Joe asked, "Are you all right, Ze, are you hurt?"

He felt that Ze was shaking a little, and he hurriedly reached out to touch his body. Ze said embarrassedly: "No! Not now! It's just a little cold! Stop touching it! What else are you doing besides eating and sleeping!"

"You..." Joyce was so angry that Alex shouted from the front: "Everyone keep up! Don't pull out of combat formation!"

Ze rode the galloping horse and shouted, "Rush down the slope!"

The horse neighed, Ze led the charge, and rushed down the almost steep mountain wall. Joyce felt a burst of weightlessness, and immediately shouted, Ze impatiently said: "My ears are going to busted! I should have thrown you down!"

Joyce said: "Throw me down and you can be dismissed and go home!"

"Didn't you hear it!" Ze gritted his teeth and said, "The knight commander said he threw away the weight..."

The four war horses rammed along the steep wall uncontrollably. Joyce was almost thrown off the horse's back by the momentum, so he had to use all his strength to hug Ze's waist tightly. They left their perches and rushed to the west of the vast grassland. Running at all costs, Joyce finally saw the most spectacular scene when the sun rose from the eastern horizon and illuminated the entire earth.

That is the black undead tide.

The army of 100,000 undead came over the mountains and hills as if the dark tide was advancing rapidly, and they were at the easternmost edge of the tide, which was exactly perpendicular to the direction of the tide.

"Three minutes." Alex said: "Arrived at the Krengel River opposite, fellow knights!"

The four of them shouted at the same time, and Alex rushed out like an arrow from the string, followed by Roger, Ze plus Joyce in the middle, and Forrest in the rear.

"May the Holy Light be with you!" Alex roared, and the four knights rushed into the plain with the priest, racing against time to snatch the plains that are crossed by the undead army.

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