The forest on the border of frost country.
The time is close to midnight, the cold wind will bury all living creatures under the frost and snow.
Sheyer and his army were lucky that there was no snowstorm this evening, only a few sparse snowfalls fell, which was as quiet as the night of the holy sacrifice of the kingdom of frost.
"Prince, are you sleepy?"
Marshal Amter sat by the makeshift campfire, holding a cup of warm wine that had just been heated. The drink seemed to be the Marshal's fuel. With this thing, the giant bear like man could be full of vitality.
Sheyer is not very good at dealing with this kind of "frosty country style man", especially the liquor handed over by Marshal Amter, which smells too pungent in sheyer.
Does this country confuse the difference between alcohol and alcohol?
"I'm a little tired." Said sheyer, nodding.
"It's really frightening to be attacked by an ice dragon in the daytime. Your highness, go to rest first. I and my southern army will watch the night tonight."
Marshal Amter threw a piece of dry wood into the fire.
"That ice dragon can't get to the bottom of the canyon. At most, there are some frost wolves and snow demons. Don't worry."
"Marshal Amter, you have to pay attention to your health, too."
Sheyer didn't refuse too much. He took a look at the Marshal's injured leg, which had recovered a lot under the healing of Holy Light magic.
He left the place where the campfire burned and went into a tent that belonged to him only.
When he entered the tent, shayle's smile disappeared. He went to the bed and sat down. He opened the magic net's message.
More than 130 messages have been sent between sheyer and the fireman. In these records, the fireman told sheyer something he would never believe.
The conspiracy of the heretic courts of the holy land.
"The black wood forest fire."
Sheyer looked at the pictures sent by the fire preacher, which clearly recorded the evil deeds of the heretic court in the black wood forest.
After browsing the startling images again, sheyer opened the real library section of the caster's forum and found a book, the Journal of the heretic judge, with a total response of 130000.
This is also recommended to sheyer by the firemen. In this book, the origin of the judges and the operation of the organization are introduced in detail.
Sheyer opened the book's "did you find anything unusual?"
Two light spots appeared on the white light ball, nodding like human eyes.
“……”
With a positive answer from frost spirit, sheyer's heart became heavy.
Although the diaries of the heretic judges are narrated from the perspective of the first person, sheyer can still see that there is something wrong with the organization. The judges are not using the power of the light.
However, sheyer is still not sure whether what the preachers said is true, what is the relationship between the heretic court and the state of the church, and Do you have these dangerous guys in your army.
And now sheyer has to rely on his own eyes to confirm!
His consciousness gradually dissipated under the guidance of the spirit of frost. When sheyr opened his eyes again, he was already in the snow field of the canyon.
The ability that sheyer received from the power of frost spirit was to integrate his consciousness into the surrounding frost and snow.
Sheyr stood above the sky and scanned the camp in the canyon. Except for some of the night watchmen, the others were already in a deep sleep.
Guided by the spirit of frost, he approached the tent where the priests of the holy land were stationed, which was also the medical point of the whole army.
"Sleep in peace. I have healed your wounds." The priests in white soothed the wounded soldiers.
Snow into the snow shaire quietly floated to the back of the tent, when arriving at the most corner of the tent, sheyer felt the magic of the atmosphere.
But this can not affect shaire, a snowflake quietly drifted into the tent, sheyer through the eyes of this snowflake to see the scenery inside the tent.
The priest in the tent who treated marshal Amter's left leg during the day seemed to be arguing with a knight.
With the help of the spirit of frost, the snowflake was able to hear, and sheyer heard what the priest said.
"Why don't you let that ice dragon kill all these guys! One breath! One breath is enough to kill hundreds of people. You have to create an avalanche to push them into the Canyon The priest yelled at the knight.
What the priest said, let shaire directly stunned there, he also recognized the knight's body armor, is his own second army soldiers.
"At the bottom of the canyon engraved in the magic circle of the ceremony, we need living creatures as tribute." The knight's voice sounded very hoarse, and it didn't seem to be the voice that humans should have."What shall we do now! The "mental plague" that you are proud of has no effect at all! The great twelve Prince of the frosty country, SHEIL, saved the whole army
"It was the songs of the elves that influenced the integrity of the ceremony..." When the knight said this, his eyes suddenly turned to the snowflakes on the table.
Sheyer's eyes and the knight looked up, sheyer felt for a moment that he saw something terrible.
From the spirit of the tingling let sheyr wake up from the bed, keep breathing fresh air, tinnitus symptoms appear again in sheyer.
Ritual, sacrifice, spiritual plague
Sheyer held his head, his back was completely soaked with sweat. After a brief meditation, he opened the messenger's message, edited a message and sent it to him.
"What you said is true. Among my friends, it is true that Some of them were disguised by the heretic court. "
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