"So that's the case. I thought you were here for the ruins, but I didn't expect it to be to track down the dead."

Mercenary Commander Yaro and Ryan walked side by side. The forest could not ride a flying eagle, and all the itineraries had to be walked.

After talking to Ryan and the others, the Boca Mercenary Group members learned why they saw church members in the deserted forests.

"Because of rumors that there are undeads appearing near the ruins, we are planning to see the situation. After all, we have reached the investigation of the mission, not to clear it. We only need to confirm that there are undeads appearing, and report back to be considered to have completed the mission." Kru's answer was in a proper manner, and nodded to the only female among the mercenaries.

"Hello, priest. May the goddess bless you." The female priest lowered her head, folded her hands on her chest, and chanted her prayer softly.

She was just an ordinary low-level priest, and the other party was a priest with a third-level sun emblem. She could no longer salute herself first by a man as usual.

Similarly, Knight Templar Ryan also enjoyed a greeting from the female priest.

Yaro told Cro about their general purpose, because he suspected that the undead was also in this area, so the mercenary group entered the ruins during the rainy season.

Of course, he hid about the discovery of Blood Wings in Legu Town.

After all, the church and Tarasha are incompatible. Since they want to use the church members' outstanding abilities to deal with the undead, they cannot let them know that the leader-level blood wings are nearby.

During the chat, Yaro exchanged information with two church members to talk about what they knew about the dead.

The boy with a big bow on his back jumped to the commander, his curious eyes stayed on Darcy, who was silent, and he showed extremely strong interest in the green longbow on his back.

"Can I take a look at your bow?"

The boy asked in a low voice, and Darcy turned around and refused clearly in response to his expectant gaze.

"no."

"It won't work for a while?"

"The elves never lend their bows to others. Huine, don't make trouble, come back soon." The old mage waved to the aggrieved young man.

"So stingy, I just want to see his bow." The boy returned disappointed and wanted to touch the bow with his own hands.

If you use it to shoot arrows, it will definitely be farther and faster than the one you are at hand.

"Silly boy, that bow is good, but it is not an elf bow." The old mage leaned into Huien's ear and whispered; "After this mission is over, let the team leader buy you a night elf bow. That is the real quality, much better than the orc bow you use now."

"Night Elf's bow... I heard others say during training that night elves' bows are not suitable for humans, and it is difficult to exert real effects with our strength." Thinking of our dead companions, a lonely expression appeared on the boy's face.

"My companions were killed by the lich...Master Husson, do you think I can survive until this mission is completed..."

"Everyone says you are a stupid child, so don't think too much about stupid child." He caressed the boy's head lovingly, and the old master's worried eyes turned to the distance.

At the end of the forest is Lake Azell, where there are the ruins of Ellison, the legendary dream capital.

Countless adventurers and mercenaries died here, and the Boca mercenary group could not enter the interior of the ruins without losing most of its main force.

But... if he didn't find the Blood Winged Knight and ask what happened, how could the leader be willing to return like this? He had always wanted to avenge his dead subordinates.

The joy that had changed temporarily because of meeting outsiders suddenly became heavy.

"The mage is right, I really can't call it a good bow." In order to comfort the boy who became extremely lost, the half-elf who never talked to strangers took the bow as the topic and tried to break the dull atmosphere.

"I have heard that the best bow is the flash of the Baronso, which Serati, a half-elf, used by one of the seven heroes four thousand years ago. None of them in history are stronger than it in terms of range or power." The boy immediately let go of his sadness.

"No……"

The mage Hesson and the half-elf Darcy shook their heads at the same time.

If you want to talk about the best bow, there is only one.

"Derick's troubles are also called the magic bow. Only it can be called the strongest bow, and it is also the only bow made of raw materials from the branches of the world tree.

Although its attack distance is not as far as the Sarglith's gun and its power is not as strong as the flash of Baronso, its unique magic piercing ability can easily break the magic barrier, and even the dragon clan cannot resist the power of this bow.

If ordinary people use it, they can break the mage's protective barrier from a long range. If it is used by the demon archer... it can reach the point of directly killing an entire mercenary group with magic.

During the Great Dark War, he was once called one of the top ten dark magic weapons and was the king of the bow."

After listening to the old master's story, Huien's eyes lit up; "It's so amazing... but it's a legendary artifact after all." Some regrets, most of the things that were brought with them were not real, and even if there were, they had already been lost.

"It does exist." Darcy's words made the people nearby who listened to their conversation turn their eyes to him.

"Two years ago, I saw the power of the magic bow with my own eyes in the Northern Ice Crystal. No matter how strong the priests formed, the thunder arrows with dark elements could easily be defeated. In combination with advanced spells, batches of Templars were killed by magic before they even reached the enemy camp."

"You are talking about the Night Elf King. The last owner of the Magic Bow is the Night Goddess. After she ascended to the Star Ghost Realm, the heir of the Legendary Bow could naturally be her Blood Alliance contractor." The old wizard sighed. Although he had never experienced it personally, he had listened to the soldiers returning from the north that even if the Night Goddess was lost, the Elf King alone would be enough to make all the knights on the front line frightened.

Human priests and mages are simply unable to deal with the big elves who have entered the field of superior elemental elves, not to mention those fierce and warlike night elves.

Isn’t it obvious that the warriors trained in bloody environments and human knights who always need to abide by rules and regulations. Whoever is stronger and whoever is weak is stronger?

Regardless of strength or speed, the nobles of the Holy Empire sent a large number of troops to the north, so it was simply to let the soldiers die.

"etc!!"

A trace of blood came over the wind, and he felt this unusual smell keenly, and Darcy warned.

The mercenary group immediately calmed down, and the experienced mercenaries took out their weapons one after another, forming a circle back to back, and observing the surroundings with vigilance.

"Here." He ran towards the direction where the smell of blood came, and the half-elf's shout led all the people over.

"So disgusting..." The female priest turned her head and did not dare to look at the scene in front of her again.

The adventurers, mercenaries and thieves who were removed from their clothes were all naked on wooden stakes to death on the ground except the grass.

Except for the head and limbs, most of the body's flesh has been cut off, and the white bones look particularly terrifying against the dim light.

"It's a barbarian, be careful."

The wizard Hesson issued a warning, which was the custom of the savages who had lived in the north, and used the invaders who had broken into their territory to dig their flesh as a warning.
Chapter completed!