Vol 3 Chapter 65: The Way of Atonement for Saints (Part 1)

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"clang--!"
Stabbing the dagger hard into the ice, the gray pupil who gripped the hilt clenched his teeth and stepped on the edge of the cliff desperately, his right hand was still trembling with a certain tremor until half of the body was hanging, almost hanging on him "Arrogant"!
"Although I have known for a long time that none of your wizards have practiced, I also have trouble climbing hard to let me know that you have worked hard, Lord Isaac Grantham ?!"
"Of course I am working hard, otherwise what do you think I am doing ?!"
"The weight of your whole body is on me!"
"Then you should be more grateful, because it shows how much I value you; just like the human cervical spine and vertebrae only exist to support the brain!"
"You know you will die as soon as I let go ?!"
"Why do you think I won't be on you before going down?"
"Shut up! Don't give me more reasons to kill you!"
"I think your kind of thinking is very dangerous, and it's easy to have trouble!"
… "Ka!" Suddenly a crack appeared in the ice layer stuck with the short sword. The two who were still arguing stopped suddenly, their eyes widened and they swallowed hard.
"Just now, did you ..."
"To shut up."
"Okay." Isaac stopped talking immediately, and his body, which was two feet taller than the gray pupil, hugged his shoulders tightly, and the good baby bit his lower lip tightly, his expression terrified.
"Click!" Second time, Lucien clearly felt that the fixed daggers were starting to loosen!
Gray pupil swallowed hard and slowly raised his head; fortunately, less than half a meter from the top, this distance can also jump up.
"Isaac."
"Ok?"
"Get ready and start the countdown."
"Oh!" Isaac, who had shrunk, nodded again and again after a few deep breaths:
"Three, two, ah ah ah ah ah !!!!!!"
Just before shouting, Lucien, who was clenching his teeth, almost tried his best to throw him up!
Isaac curled up in a scream, continually flipping in the air, and fell into the snow on the top of the peak in a standard dog nibbling posture!
"Click--!"
In the next second, the dagger fell off with a sound; Luisen turned around in the air almost at the same time, stabbed the dagger into the ice again by inertia, rolled over and started, stepped on the hilt of the foot, jumped to the top, and ... " "Slap!" Lie down beside Isaac with a bang.
"I really want to stab you with a sword now!" The gray pupil looked expressionless: "Why wouldn't Holy Cross punish you asshole?"
"You Ermeng people are really interesting. Even our Luotaier people don't believe in goodness and kindness." Isaac, who was so frightened, still said no good at his mouth: "Now I say good people Without longevity, the scourge will last for thousands of years! "
"Wouldn't it be possible for a person like you to live forever and be young forever?" Lucien rolled his eyes.
"... I know what you mean, for the time being blessed and accepted."
For a moment of tranquility, only the sound of a snowstorm was left at the roaring peak; the two who nearly died struggling to get up, looking at an icefield cliff extending from their feet to the distance, narrow enough to allow only two or three people to pass at the same time .
A road leading to the legendary dragon king city.
Although a dark-haired wizard went to the Cliff Mountain for "something special", both Isaac and Lusien left the guard's camp overnight and proceeded further east in the Valley of Blood.
At the dawn of the next day when the two set off, a huge avalanche suddenly came from the direction of the cliff cliff, and several surrounding snow mountains and cliffs collapsed to varying degrees. The guard camp was tragically collapsed. Fortunately, no personnel appeared. Casualties, but lost a lot of materials.
Edward had no choice but to give up the search, leading the legionnaires of the guard to meet Cliff Hill and Brandon; and Isaac and Lusien, who had left a day earlier, just missed the avalanche, knowing nothing Embarked on a journey to find Niederhogg.
Of course, what they didn't even think about was that a dark-haired wizard was not only late, but was already in front of them ...
"This is the place where my brethren and I set off from the last search." The gray pupil said to himself while carving a mark on the cliff rock with his dagger in his hand:
"All this could have been avoided, but the captain of the church knight said that this might be" revelation from the Holy Cross ", even if nothing is obtained, it must be traced ... from the beginning to the end is unfounded speculation."
"But it was because of his stupid and incomprehensible order that I found the legendary Niederhog, and that all the robes who wanted to believe me were hanged on the gallows as deserters."
"But you survived." Isaac blinked, holding his shoulders with both hands: "The only one who survived."
"Yes, I became the only person in the entire search team that survived-if I chose to disobey at the time, the best ending would be to die at the sentry tower."
A little self-deprecating emotion appeared in the corner of Lussern ’s mouth. He pulled away the snow beside the rock and picked up a broken sword that had been rusted. Ranger's sword; of course, a ranger nearly a hundred years ago! "
"Pay attention to the patterns on the hilt and the weights on the tail, all of which are almost a hundred years old and have the emblem of the Turin family-if I really expected it well, I am afraid this long-lost ranger It was under the command of the 'Black Duke'! "
The gray pupil's expression was very serious, and the curious Isaac looked at the hilt in his hand and accidentally glanced at what seemed like a sudden stun.
Immediately following this "arrogant maniac" in Lusien's incomprehensible gaze, he once again lay on the rock beside him in a dog-guzzling posture, staring at some inconspicuous stare with wide eyes. Engraving in the shape of a cross.
"What, what?"
"I don't know if the" Duke of Black "really came here as you said;" Isaac murmured, and the business directly from his throat was like a moan:
"But there is no doubt that this is the way to Niederhogg!"
"Just because of the nick?" The gray pupil frowned. "I guess it might have been engraved by some ranger at that time. It's a mark to return."
"No! You don't understand it at all-it's absolutely impossible for this sculpture to be engraved by 'Which Ranger', absolutely impossible!"
The excited Isaac knelt almost on the ground and stared at Lucien with an extremely pious expression: "This carving of the Holy Cross was a standard pattern of the Holy Cross coat of arms nearly five hundred years ago. It has not expanded to the present scale, and it has absolute influence and right to speak only in the Saqran region! "
"So the holy cross coat of arms at that time was also known as the 'Ancient Sacran Cross', and it is not the same as the holy cross nowadays-there is no similarities except for the cross shape. It is absolutely impossible for cavalry to engrave such symbols! "
"Only one person can engrave it--abandoning the ignorance of faith, the only person who recognized the" truth "hundreds of years ago, the former missionary of the church, and later the first wizard," Logan wearing a hat '.'
"What you found is his road to Niederhogg!"
Wearing a hat, Logan, a missionary who has abandoned his faith, the first wizard ... The expression of Lushen who heard these is even more incredible than Isaac ~ EbookFREE.me ~ is even more incredible:
"Isaac, you ... where did you hear about this-I mean about‘ Logan in a hat ’is the first wizard, and was once a believer in the Holy Cross?

"These are the top secrets of the Nine-Man Star Wizard Tower. In theory, only the twelve veterans of the Wizard Tower are qualified to know the truth-in order to find Niederhog I will of course collect as much information as possible, otherwise you think I am coming Is it woolen? "
Isaac Grantham, who straightened his waist, raised his chin proudly; the next second, his ear moved slightly, frowning and looking at the other side of the cliff:
"I said, there seems to be some movement over there?"
"How is it possible that this is already the easternmost side of the Valley of Blood Skeleton, and even the Icefield werewolf can never be born in such a place ..."
The voice came to an abrupt halt, and a gray sweat bead oozed out of the forehead of the gray pupil with his eyes widened. He slid across the trembling cheek and fell on the snow without any trace:
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