V1.Chapter 91

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There are three legendary troubadours.

They are all monster-like beings, who can cast legendary spells like wizards, master legendary combat skills like warriors, and escape into the shadow plane like thieves. These three legendary troubadours appeared in different eras, but their abilities are all very terrifying. As the most professional soy sauce professionals, they are the model of all kinds of slack, and the troubadours happen to appear among them. Over such unreasonable monsters!

Hell Poet is one of them.

Legend has it that he was a chant before his fall, a believer favored by a certain god. Later, it is said that he was seduced by the lord of hell and eventually fell into the incarnation of evil.

There are not many records about the hell poet, but the record he left behind is very brilliant. And he also created the "Apocalypse-Hell Prologue" among the three forbidden songs. It is said that this forbidden song has a total of six sections, and the power of each section is equivalent to an eight-level spell. If these six sounds are matched together, it is the legendary 'hell descends', a legendary spell with terrifying power. He was one of the legendary Aboriginal professionals active in the turbulent years, successfully taking down three weak deities who held the priesthood of music. And take this as an opportunity to become the evil god who controls the priesthood of music.

The Hell Poet was also a master of blasphemous words, and there were many men of evil who served him in exchange for power!

If what is written on this dossier is true, then he should have performed the first paragraph of "Revelation-Hell Prologue". Despair was injected into the spirits of other audience members as a mental mark, if the will could not resist this force. They will commit suicide after feeling endless despair. Sorren had heard of the name Sacred Chant City, and it seemed to be a city far away. As for whether or not this happened, he could not remember. At that time, he had never been to such a remote place.

There are many mysterious powers in this world.

Some beings master fields that are completely beyond the imagination of mortals! The caravan mistress fell silent. She took a deep look at Sauron and asked, "Are you leaving today?"

Sauron nodded lightly and replied, "Yes."

The hostess of the caravan's expression was obviously a little complicated, and there was a hint of disgust in her expression looking at Sauron. Shen said: "That's good. I'll go with you."

"Ah?!" Sauron raised his head in surprise and said, "Why?"

The hostess of the caravan glanced at him unhappily, and said in a condensed voice: "I don't worry about Vivian, your strength is impossible to protect her when she encounters some danger. I don't want to see her because of your stupidity. In danger, if she hadn't really cared about you, I really wanted to teach you a lesson!"

Sauron was a little speechless, but he could sense the caravan's hostess's concern for Vivian.

There are some things he really can't say, because it's not yet time, but the caravan mistress in front of him makes him feel a lot more friendly, and let's not talk about other things, it's just her concern for the little girl. It was enough to make Sauron feel good.

The hostess of the caravan glanced at him, and then said, "I will send you all the way to the elf kingdom, and then I will teleport back to the north by myself."

For a moment.

Sauron wanted to tell her that the North was also the center of chaos. But in the end he forcibly swallowed it back.

Maybe it's better to wait until the time is more mature, and the believers of the gods have no way to contact them, and then it is better to reveal something to her. At that time, it is almost the beginning of a turbulent year. Because this journey takes at least half a month, adding up to a month before and after, it is impossible for all the gods not to respond to any believer's prayer within a month. By that time, many powerful organizations in the world were aware of some upheaval in the kingdom of the gods.

During the two-year period of silence, many followers of the deity became panicked.

Some priests of the evil gods also continuously try to hold evil rituals in order to attract the attention of the gods. But in the end it didn't work. Many priests of the good gods also held large-scale ceremonies, and the elf kingdom even held special ceremonies of great grandeur. The consciousness that wants to summon comes, and in the end, there is no gain. Sauron remembered the reason very clearly. It is because this ritual will summon the legendary dryad queen, and then let a certain mortal mate with it.

It is also an ancient ritual for healing wounds in the forest.

"You wait here." The caravan hostess glanced at Sauron, then walked towards the back room, and said solemnly: "I want to prepare something, and Vivian will also prepare it. When we are at noon Set off."

Sauron nodded without refuting.

About half an hour later, the cute figure of the little girl appeared in front of her eyes. She put on her original clothes, and on her little feet were moccasin boots that had been washed cleanly. She walked in front of Sauron quite proudly, sat on his knees, then raised her feet and said, "Brother, look! Vivienne has grown up a bit! These shoes are just fine to wear. ."

Sauron didn't speak, just kissed her on the top of the head.

The little girl has some little gadgets on her body, but it doesn't look like a pure decoration, but more like some extraordinary quality props. Sauron never doubted the wealth of a high-ranking Northland witch. She was definitely a typical white and rich beauty in this world, and she was still at the level of a city lord. The Council of Witches has ruled most of the cities in the Northland, and their high-ranking members are almost equivalent to owning a large private territorial wealth.

When the figure of the hostess of the caravan appeared again, Sauron couldn't help being stunned.

It's not that there is anything special about the other party. In fact, the hostess of the caravan is only wearing an ordinary gray robe, which almost covers her whole body. If you don't look carefully, I'm afraid even men and women can't tell the difference. But the other party's outfit made him look a little familiar, as if he had seen it before.

Of course, this once was not from Amber City to White Horse City, but an impression in his memory.

He thought about it carefully, but he still couldn't remember it, so he put it aside for the time being. Some things can't be remembered. After all, short-term impressions are easily forgotten.

They set off at noon.

The hostess of the caravan had prepared a carriage. Many caravans had already left in front of them. The road to Fallen Leaves City was basically opened, but there would still be some scattered monsters in the wilderness, which was unavoidable. The ancient red dragon should still be building its own lair, and there will be no major incidents within a month or two. For the time being, it is a relatively peaceful period.

If you don't count the gradually spreading skinning event.

White Horse City is now like the first Amber City. There is obviously panic spreading in the city. The White Horse Guards, who have just experienced a big battle, are a little out of breath. Because of the power of the caravan mistress, they easily passed the check, and then Sauron started driving the carriage, leading the two of them towards the Fallen Leaf City. The carriage is specially customized, and it is very smooth and comfortable inside, without feeling the slightest bump.

The hostess of the caravan lay lazily in the carriage, with a special incense lit beside it, which smelled very good.

The little girl sat next to her and asked her if she didn't understand. Occasionally, she would look up at Sauron in front of the carriage, and when she was bored, she would climb out and sit beside him, watching the surrounding scenery go backwards. After watching for a while, he got back into the carriage, took out delicate snacks from his small pocket, and put them into Sauron's mouth, holding them with his hands with a face of offering.

It may be because there is an extra high-level mage.

This trip looks more like a trip. The caravan hostess can always take out a lot of things out of thin air, while squinting lazily and dozing off, while answering the little girl's endless questions.