Amid the crisp sound of the wooden structure cracking, a gorgeous blood-red color came into her eyes. In the coffin, the blood clan that was supposed to be sealed by the grace of the "Ancient Moon" has now been separated from its head. Blood gushed out from the smooth cross-section of the neck, forming a small pool at the bottom of the coffin, bright and transparent, like a whole piece of ruby. Chapter 493 Camp The "distorted land" is in the gray forest called "gray wilderness" by the people of the last country. Hill has been traveling and adventuring with 105, the angel of the "True Creator", for nearly a week. During this time, she killed more evil spirits than she had seen in the past decade or so, and covered a greater distance on foot than the expedition team that the Last Kingdom had assembled and sent out with the entire nation's strength. What is even more shocking than these "superficial" achievements is that, thanks to the flame containing the power of "purification", every evil ghost she destroyed in this unprecedented journey... was truly "destroyed"! It is not just as simple as destroying the bodies of these monsters, but also using the divine power of the "Fire" realm to completely kill the root cause of their creation and mutation - the "Rust Plague" curse! It can be said that the achievements of this new girl with a very shallow resume in the Last Kingdom in just one week... in some aspects, she is even more impressive than some high-ranking priests of the Final Church.
"The direction should be correct... This way, we have already walked nearly half of the way." Hill half-knelt on the ground, holding a "flame" of platinum and red-orange in one hand, and condensed a flaming blade with the other hand. He cut the roots of a big tree exposed on the ground, and launched the power of "purification" to remove the rust in them. After a week of actual combat training, her clothes were visibly torn and dirty, and her originally shiny orange hair had become messy and gray due to the fatigue of the journey. However, these changes in appearance did not make her look miserable. On the contrary, those bright eyes revealed an unswerving determination, and that face, which originally had a distinctly immature look, was also full of steadiness and decisiveness. The carelessness and dishevelledness of her clothes and appearance only added some substance to her mature, capable, steady and reliable temperament. Cautious, resolute, courageous, rational... Hill may not be a qualified leader now, but he is definitely an excellent explorer. "If nothing unexpected happens, we should be able to reach the nearest Last Kingdom camp in four to five days." As she used the miniature version of the Man of Flame to cut and peel the dried tree root in her hand, childish and sweet words floated to her ears. Hill couldn't help but put down the work in his hands and looked up. He saw the familiar petite figure standing quietly under the tree a few meters away, with his back against the trunk and his hands resting comfortably on the back of his head. Although the simple and wide long cloak was covered with dust and mud, it still remained smooth and intact, with almost no wrinkles and no damage at all. The half of her pretty face that showed from under the shadow of the hood was as clean as flawless white jade, without any trace of the dust that would be associated with adventure and conquest. Even though he had gotten used to her presence these days, every time Hill saw her, he would always have an illusion: It seems that the current situation is not a desolate wilderness with nothing and far away from civilization, but a resort with pleasant scenery, tranquility and comfort. This made Hill always wonder: What kind of girl is under that big hood and cloak? What does she look like and what is her figure like? So much so that I had the urge to go forward and take off the hood... However, reason and respect ultimately allowed her to restrain this rude desire every time. Retracting her gaze, she continued to trim the tree roots with the dagger made of flames, while casually saying: "Master 105, if the effect of the 'third layer' gray fog is to teleport us randomly... then where are Elder Julian and Deacon Otilia? They... should be okay, right?"
This was actually a question that she cared about very much. She had not spoken out loud before because she wanted to avoid it. But now, as the Last Kingdom approached and she herself matured, she could not and did not want to avoid it. "Who knows? Since it's random, there's no way to predict it." Qi Ji shrugged. She knew Julian's whereabouts. After all, she had set the "landing point" for his teleportation, but she had not said it clearly in front of Hill: "We can only pray to our Lord that they are teleported to a relatively safe place... However, maybe the actual result is beyond our expectations? Whether it is a positive expectation or a negative expectation..." This statement was indeed a bit of a riddle, but Hill didn't expect to get a clear answer, so he didn't say anything. After successfully processing the tree root in her hand into a simple spear, she stood up with it in her hand, wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand and said: "Then let's continue on our journey... According to the direction of the 'resting place', the nearest long-term camp is 'Camp No. 19'. The specific location... should be over there." For some reason, when she said the word "resting place", her eyes, which were originally full of determination and courage... flashed with a trace of obvious loneliness and sadness. …… ………… …… Four days later. After passing the last layer of tree wall, Hill finally saw the outline of a building in the distance that she had not seen for a long time but felt particularly familiar to her. The four or five-meter-high brick and stone wall bends back and forth at a sharp angle, eventually connecting end to end to form a symmetrical and regular star shape. This structure consists of two layers, one large and one small, nested in each other, like a sharp flower blooming in the vast forest. There are U-shaped battlements on the tops of the two walls, and scattered crossbow beds are placed on the walls at equal intervals. The obvious and vigorous spiritual fluctuations from the direction of the building are transmitted into Hill's inspiration. It was obvious that rather than being called a "camp", this was more like a fortress, a military fortress with extremely strict defenses both physically and spiritually. Camp No. 19, one of the long-term camps in the Last Kingdom farthest from the headquarters, is equipped with military forces and city defense strengths that are among the best among all long-term camps. "Huh... we're finally here." Looking at the gray bastion that peeked out from the layers of treetops, Qi Ji suddenly narrowed his eyes, as if sensing something unusual, and smiled at Hill teasingly: "Then let's go quickly." "Master 105, wait a minute." Hill stretched out an arm to block her way: "I feel...something isn't right." "What do you mean?" Qi Ji asked back with a smile. "Uh, Master 105, you've already figured it out, right? Stop teasing me..." Hearing her slightly teasing tone, Hill realized that Qi Ji had actually already noticed the problem, and he gave a dry laugh with a slightly embarrassed look on his face. "If you really can't see that something is wrong, then it only means that you have suffered in vain during this period."
Qi Ji said half-jokingly, and then he didn't keep the secret any longer, and pointed to the top of the bastion wall: "The equipment is quite complete, but there is no one here. As a camp guarding the most dangerous border, the people inside shouldn't be so lax, right?" "Yes, but I sensed obvious spiritual fluctuations, which means that there are people inside, and it has not been abandoned or conquered." Hill nodded, looking suspicious: "That's strange. Where are the people on the city walls and in the watchtowers? It's impossible that they all deserted..." "Actually, there is another possibility." Qi Ji raised the corner of his mouth with interest and said in an ambiguous tone: "There are strong enough people or teams guarding the city walls, so there is no need to worry about the invasion of evil spirits from the outside world. Therefore, the personnel originally used to guard the city walls have been deployed to other places where they can be used." "Someone strong enough?!" Hill was shocked, then shook his head in disbelief: "Impossible. No matter how powerful a Silent Soul Wizard is, he has no confidence to maintain the safety of a border camp by himself. If a leader makes such a decision, it would be irresponsible for the lives of thousands of people in the entire camp. It is a serious dereliction of duty and will be held accountable by the Church of Redemption!" "Really?" Qi Ji shrugged indifferently: "Yes, but that's the general situation." "Then is there anything unusual?" "Of course," Qi Ji said, "For example..." She pointed at Hill again: "Like someone like you, someone who is outside the 'norm'." ==================== It's a new week again, everyone remember to like this before going out~! Also, the college entrance examination is tomorrow. I wish all the senior high school students to perform exceptionally well, get their names on the list, and be admitted to their favorite schools! Chapter 494 Reasons for Avoidance "Boom! Boom!" Hill walked alone to the main gate of the bastion wall and cast the basic spell "Mage's Hammer" without domain, knocking on the three or four meter high wooden double door as a stepping stone. A low and heavy muffled sound suddenly rang out. "Excuse me, is anyone there?" She waited for a few seconds, until her inspiration detected that the spiritual fluctuations in the fortress showed obvious signs of movement, then she shouted a few times at the top of her voice. After nearly half a month of actual combat experience, not only did her control over the power of the divine aggregate in the "flame" field improve significantly, but her own spirituality also became significantly more refined. In terms of the strength of spiritual power, Hill is now basically no different from a high-level righteous mage. However, since there are not enough materials and venues for her to experiment with new and higher-level spells during her adventure, she is still one step away from becoming a true high-level wizard.
In terms of pure frontal combat power, she is fully confident that she can compete with most of the middle-level "requiem masters" in the Church of Redemption. No matter what, she had enough strength to give her some confidence. Facing this heavily guarded fortress with a strange atmosphere...she was able to maintain basic composure and not appear panicked. After standing there and waiting for a few minutes, she sensed a spiritual wave that was breaking away from the interior of the fortress, rapidly approaching the main gate of the city wall, and climbing up the wall in a flash. She raised her head, and within a few seconds, she saw a head popping out from the battlement. It was a simple-looking young man wearing a helmet, with an expression of half shock and half confusion on his face: "Who's out there?" Hill waved at him and shouted in response: "It's me! Hill from the Seventh Parish. Two weeks ago, I participated in the exploration of the 'Abyss' with Great Elder Julian and Deacon Otilia!" After hearing her brief self-introduction, the soldier looked confused at first, as if he was trying to recall Hill's identity based on this information. But soon he shook his head as if he had given up thinking and answered loudly: "Oh, wait a moment, I'll open the door now, please pay attention to the safety around you!" Obviously, as an ordinary grassroots soldier guarding the border, he did not know Hill and did not know the details of the abyss exploration activities. However, in this eternally silent land, what is there to doubt or worry about when facing a living compatriot? A few minutes later, a small door the size of an ordinary house door on the city wall next to the main gate was pushed open, and the soldier stood inside the door and waved to Hill: "Come in quickly!" Hill subconsciously reached out and wiped the divine "flame" hidden inside his clothes. After confirming that the white, gold, red and orange flame was still burning silently and without temperature, he trotted through the small door and entered the camp. "Little girl, why are you out here alone?" The soldier closed the small door, fastened the bolt, turned around and looked up and down at the dusty Hill, and asked in confusion. Looking at her like this...it was obvious that she had been surviving in the wild for quite a long time, but how long could a person survive in the Gray Wilderness? How did she end up in the Gray Wilderness alone? Could she be someone who had unfortunately fallen behind? There don't seem to be many troops around here recently? Oh, not really. A small-scale team arrived at this camp from the headquarters a few days ago. But that team has a very important person in charge, so no one will be left alone. So where did she come from? Hill did not answer his doubts. He looked around and observed the situation in the camp, then asked: "What happened here? Why aren't people on the city wall? Aren't there people on guard?" "Eh?" Hearing her question, the soldier suddenly showed a very strange look of surprise, as if Hill had asked something incredible: "Little girl, don't you know yet? I thought the news had spread throughout the entire Last Kingdom." "What's going on?" The soldier did not keep the secret. His eyes suddenly lit up with a glimmer of longing and piety, and he said earnestly: "The great 'Pure White Gate' bestowed divine blessings and gifts, and promoted the sixth generation of 'Pure White Pope'. She is now resting in our camp!"
"The sixth generation of 'Pure White Pope'... is born?" Hill raised his eyebrows. In fact, she had vaguely guessed this possibility when she was talking to 105 outside the door, but when it was actually confirmed, she still felt an uncontrollable shock. "Hey, why are you looking so sad? Well, we are safe now, there is nothing to worry about! Why don't you go into the inner city and take a rest? The Pope is there, maybe you can see him!" The soldier gave a few naive giggles and led Hill through the gap between the two city walls and into the "inner city" through a small door.