Chapter 595: Engagement (2)

The team dressed in linen cloth roamed through the mountain forest, the scorched wooden crutches were held in their hands, and they went silently.
The closer it is to the Principality of the Windy Wind, the more obvious the mountainous landforms. The team of the Plague Church, which was heatedly discussed in the laughter, is moving forward in this uncomplicated mountain forest.
They did not show the power of "epidemic disease" to nature, and there were no residues of germs on their way.
Because they don’t want to reveal their whereabouts, because they know very well that if they are confronted head-on, they will never be able to defeat the legendary black dragon. Their gods can no longer continue to lose their ‘divine power’.
They went to the Duchy of Winds this time to spread fear. As long as they could spread death through the plague, then their purpose was achieved.
According to unreliable information, although the Principality of Sad Wind has developed a drug for the treatment of cysts, it has only produced that drug. As for other plagues, they should still be helpless.
Although for many years, the naturally spread plague and the plague they spread can be eliminated by divine magic, but this does not mean that they have no ability to create a plague that cannot be eliminated by divine magic, just to prevent the gods from anger, they only Selected some'secondary' plagues.
The true "level" plague cannot be removed even by magic, just like the cells that naturally grow in the human body. In this case, how can magic remove the "natural" and "harmless" things?
They have long been able to create the plague, but it has not been used.
Even this time, they did not plan to use the "level plague", as long as the plague infected people reached a certain number, can the Principality of Sad Wind cure the infected people? They expressed great expectations.
The leader of this team is an old man with skin as dry as bark.
Although the surface looks weak and can't help but the wind, in fact, the old man walked vigorously, not to mention the sturdy teachers behind him, even if he was allowed to race against the horse.
Even when approaching the border of the Principality of Sad Wind at the fastest possible speed, the old man seemed relaxed and comfortable. This degree was far from reaching his limit, and even the church members behind him had already begun to breathe a little. However, apart from some sweat coming out of his body, he didn't look much changed.
This team is moving forward in silence. They are now located not far from the Principality of the Winds, even as long as they enter the Principality of the Winds, they can start their plans.
The old man's eyes were closed, but even so, he was still able to confirm the direction and the correct path.
They bypassed all the settlements along the way. They could not be exposed to people. Once they appeared in front of them, someone might recognize them soon.
Some small villages may not have this kind of thing, but they do not want to take the risk. Anyway, even if they have been living in the mountain forest, it is not difficult for them. It is better to say, just right!
The druid does not walk in the mountains and forests. He must go to the human society to join in the excitement. This is the strangest thing.
Before, they had arranged for people to go to those camps to spread the news. Although on this way, their people also showed that the local nobility seemed to be doing similar things to them, but this did not hinder their actions. , Instead, they are not a small help.
Before they received the news again, the nobles seemed to wake up suddenly, desperately wanting to smooth this thing, but this matter was no longer under their control from the beginning.
After the rumors spread, even if there were official rumours, there were more people secretly wanting to fan the flames. This matter has long been out of the control of those nobles, but until now, they have just reacted.
However, it is too late!
"Celtic, how far is it from the Principality of Sad Wind?"
The old man of the team leader asked the person behind him that his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if he had spoken from a real dry tree, and the words seemed to be full of decay and decay.
"Admiral, there is probably about ten minutes away." The strong middle-aged man called "Celtic" replied in blunt, universal language.
The plague church is different from most churches. There are no divisions such as bishops and priests in the plague church. Some are only ‘ambassadors’ and ‘popes’. Further down, there are only ordinary church members.
"Ten minutes..."
The distance of about ten minutes is not far for them. They are now close to the Principality of Sad Wind, but the elderly feel that they may not be able to continue to approach.
The old man's footsteps slowed down, as did the druid behind him.
They do not understand why the elderly should slow down, but the rank concept in the plague church is serious, and the superiors want them to do what they can't resist or question, they can only do it.
But soon, they knew why the old man did this--
They walked for more than ten minutes with their usual walking speed, and their eyes were suddenly bright. A gray and spacious road lay in front of them, and beside and behind them were lush forests.
Winter has passed, and spring has just arrived. The snow in the mountain forest has not yet completely melted away. The coldness still exists in the air. They should have been able to feel the cold. However, a heat wave came at the moment they walked out of the mountain forest. .
They turned their heads to look around, but saw a black man with two horns in his arms, standing in the middle of the road with his arms around him.
After seeing the man, everyone's heart sank.
The wind of sorrow wind The Grand Duke of the Principality of the Principality, Cervantes Doig.
Has their plan been exposed long ago? Or do they actually have traitors?
Otherwise, how could the Black Dragon Duke know that they would come from here? !
Obviously they have been protected by the "Shadow of Death", and any prophetic spell cannot predict their whereabouts.
It was unexpected to pass the eyelid of the fortress behind Grand Duke Black Dragon through ~EbookFREE.me~ and caught a surprise.
But I didn't expect that they were caught by surprise!
The old man looked silently at the humanoid black dragon standing in the middle of the road without saying a word. They had already been seen by the black dragon—when the black dragon existed, he might have appeared to them.
After watching for a while, the old man took a step back.
He did not choose to retreat, because from the beginning, he had no room to retreat. From the moment he felt that he was already present, his choice was left to fight.
The actions of the old man followed the church, and they were not without a little fear in their hearts. The prestige of the black dragon was unknown and unknown in the upper class, as a plague church church sent to this dangerous place for missions. Public, of course, cannot be a leisurely generation.
However, since the superiors have already acted, what reason do they have to back down?
The old man came to a position that was safe enough for him, facing the black dragon, one person and one dragon started the confrontation.
But obviously, this cannot last too long, and soon, the old man took the lead in breaking the calm.
"My Excellency, are you the only dragon here?" the old man shouted loudly. "Behind you, is a fortress right? The soldiers and knights in that fortress just watched you with a dragon against us." Are there so many people? Isn't this to their dereliction of duty?"
"As a soldier, it is not a shame to let your loyal lord fight alone."
Black Dragon's eyes were indifferent and calmly replied: "As long as they can do their loyal duties and do their own jobs, then naturally it is not a shame!"
"You, what else do you want to say?"
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