Considering the remoteness of the wilderness, Huoan let the mercenaries accompanying the caravan take turns to watch.

The fatigue of the journey made most people fall asleep quickly after nightfall.

Roland is the dead, and does not need to eat, nor does it have to sleep and rest.

However, at this moment, she did not sit quietly in a corner of the team as she had been in the past few days, but focused all her attention on the two dark tribes not far away.

For five days, they have been observing Roland.

Different from the curiosity of the thief Heson and the alertness of the dwarf Franken and the concerns of Hoan, their hostility and dissatisfaction are gradually escalating.

Although Roland didn't understand where he was making the two dark tribes uncomfortable, the only thing that was certain was that they had gradually become a tendency to attack, especially tonight.

The tense atmosphere of ready-to-run enveloped the caravan, and most people did not notice it at all. Only the thieves and dwarves sensed the subtle changes. Even the caravan leader Huo An did not feel the possible struggle between the three dark tribes who had hitchhiked halfway.

Here comes...

At midnight, just as everyone was sleeping well, Roland opened his eyes that had been closed all the time, and his obsidian-like eyes were dark red in the night.

The Undead Eye, which was more thorough than the Dark Clan, easily found the Dark Snake wandering on the tender grass.

These dark creatures with curses and poisons were crawling quickly in their direction without making any sound.

The thief and the dwarf widened their eyes, and they were pretending to be asleep, but they were full of energy watching the endgame that was about to happen.

Although the Dark Snake is not a superior monster, its poison and curse are enough to deal with ordinary people, and even low-level rookie mages.

He used the summoning technique at the beginning, and Roland roughly understood their identity.

Either a priest or a sacrifice.

In the Great Dark Age, the domains of mages and priests were distinguished very strictly. They were not as chaotic as four thousand years later.

The summoning technique is still the realm of divine art at this time, and it is the initial skill given to the clergy by the gods in their respective fields.

However, it is obviously not feasible to use the Dark Snake to deal with the Dead.

Because the undead has no life, since the body is dead, the poison is naturally useless. It has extremely high resistance to curse and can even be ignored.

Several dark snakes passed through the piles of goods, restless horses, and when the sleeping crowd arrived around Roland, they all stopped moving forward.

They were very confused and hesitant about their attacks. In addition, the unique aura of the undead also made these monsters wandering in the abyss demon realm scared.

"What's going on, Ansa?"

Two Truks whispered, communicating in languages ​​that belonged only to them.

The slightly smaller man saw that the dark snake was released for a long time and hurriedly asked his companion. From the sound, he could tell that this was a woman.

"Elician, the Dark Snake was very hesitant. Could it be that the other party's rank was higher than us?" Another man controlled the Dark Snake he summoned, but no matter how many attacks he ordered, the snakes from the Dark never followed the intention.

"Impossible...Baritoya cannot cultivate new priests so quickly. We... wait!!" The male Truk priest known as Ansa suddenly realized that the dark snake he controlled began to retreat.

"I'll do it!" The female priest took out a short staff in her arms without any haste. The rapid and low spell woke up the leader of the shallow caravan Huo An.

"Seeds of chaos, shadows of war, evil hearts, bloodthirsty bodies, evil things from the darkness, chaotic monsters, come and devour your offerings."

A sweet smell came out of the faint evening breeze, with a confusion, which made the people who were gradually awakening confused by the sudden transformation.

Although I felt a little tingling on my skin and I could sense the cold, the fragrance of flowers covered up the danger and reduced people's alertness.

The thief quietly took a few steps back and found a sturdy wooden box to hide his body.

The dwarf pulled out the mace that had been hanging around his waist like a decoration, and also found a relatively hidden place to hide.

Before Huo An could hurry to greet his son and a few confidants, a black shadow condensed into a shape in front of him.

"This is really a big feast..." The human-shaped monster appeared in the middle of the caravan with the summoning. The strange appearance similar to the elves made the mercenaries who were watching the night stunned.

He did not take the humans around him seriously at all. The monster summoned by the two Truks focused all his attention on Roland.

"Dead bone... no, it's the Dead Knight." Warcraft, with a somewhat excited expression, asked in words that people couldn't understand.

Roland was silent, the breath seemed familiar, and she tried hard to find a character in her mind that could match her.

"No answer... is it a default?" The monster turned its pale fingers at will, and immediately several invisible wind blades attacked Roland in the air.

"Huh..." Seeing that the wind blade had not approached, it disappeared without a trace.

This human-shaped monster put away its arrogant expression.

Waving his hands, he summoned a continuous round of dark thunder, slashing towards Roland one after another.

Fortunately, her position was on the edge of the caravan, with no horses or humans except for a few boxes of goods.

When the strong wooden boxes turned into Jiaoduo by lightning strike, the monster turned a pair of purple thin pupils to the two Truks who summoned it, because it had seen clearly that the one who had resisted its spell attack was a once vague protective barrier.

It is neither the magical wall forged by the mage with magic power nor the shield of the clergy from faith, but the elemental barrier that belongs to the protection barrier of the higher lunar year, and can only be possessed by the "god".

"Ignortic idiot... even your strength dares to challenge a demigod who is higher than yours."

"What..." Before the two dark tribes could digest this information, they saw that the monster they were relying on turned into shadows again with the scent of humanity and merged into the night.

"As Haas's family, he summoned evil shadows from the Abyss Demon Realm. Is this the secret that you have to escape from your own tribe as a priest?" Instead of asking in common terms, he changed to the language of the Truk clan. Roland finally understood why he was hated and attacked.

After the Night Shadow God Has and the evil god Shasili sealed Rafa, the reason was all because of the powerful catastrophe authority.

Because he was dissatisfied with Haas's monopoly, Shasily, who was angry and embarrassed, once instigated the orcs to fight with the night elves. After Haas learned about this, the two gods fought in the Star Ghost Realm. As a result, Shasily was defeated and exiled to the vain outer realm.

From then on, Haas ordered that all family members should not have any connection with the evil gods, and all those who commit crimes will be killed.

Perhaps it was precisely because of the dark aura on them that they misunderstood and thought it was a pursuit soldier from their tribe members.

After reaching this result, Roland also relaxed his vigilance a little.

However, before she could speak, a new accident once again put the entire caravan into a new crisis.
Chapter completed!