Othua's War Banner

Chapter 471 0470: Spark

Roxani beckoned, and footsteps came from behind.

Gema started to move forward, but his body was swaying like a marionette, strange colors floated in the pupils of his eyes, and there was a slight murmur in his mouth.

He traded it all for Ravenous Bridge for extraordinary power.

There is a looming "spirit" floating above Gema's head, some kind of nightmare born in the darkest corner of the forest.

This thing belongs to Roxani.

It was it that planted the seed of the curse of the proverb in the depths of Tu Zhanwa's heart, and it is he who is now responsible for manipulating Gema's dream, making him cycle in the cycle of paranoid and unable to extricate himself.

Greedy Bridge said: "You can obviously turn the following group of people into undead warriors, why keep them alive?"

Roxani glanced at him naturally.

"Gift."

she says.

Greedy Bridge seemed to have got the answer he wanted.

Roxani can't predict the behavior of "Ken Bouvier", even if she uses the ability to peek into the future, she can't do it, but she will still use other means to create some events that can affect that young man.

"I believe now that you don't love him."

Greedy Bridge talked to himself. "Because you will hurt him deeply, more cruel than me, than anyone else... hurt him."

Roxani stood up, waved his hand and summoned a dazzling magic circle under Gema, the purple hired inscription showed a ring-shaped bite, and floated out of the surface and began to rotate slowly.

Transmission array.

Luoxani and Greedy Bridge sneaked into the Red Maple Heights and planted a mark before, and now she wants to send Gema back directly, and use it as the most critical pawn in launching a general attack.

Gema's body began to twitch and move wildly, the roar swayed in circles, and those eyes regained focus.

He woke up a hundred miles away from the Red Maple Heights, and he had forgotten everything about Roxani and Greedy Bridge in his mind, but the power in his hands and the situation of the Beishan Alliance were very clear.

Gema marched towards the dome in his tattered and bloodstained cloak.

Along the way, he heard the discussions of the hunters, the rumors about Mr. Mahalu leading a team to aid City, and the news of the triumphant return of the Warrings, and the preparations for the official opening of the Warrings Assembly...

"Time is up."

Gema raised his head, eyes full of bright red silk thread, fixedly staring at the red maple plateau.

……

Ken looked to the side and saw Quema talking to the scouts.

They are passing through the [Turkan Canyon] at the fastest speed, following the map of the northern territory marked in the notes, taking a small road to keep up with the marching route of the main force of the Beishan Alliance.

The flood of undead almost scared people to death.

Under the leadership of Ken, the mercenaries explored the situation of the encirclement as quickly as possible, then broke through the encirclement horizontally, bypassing the main direction of the hunters' attack and continued to look for the traces of City.

Ken even broke up the team and marched quickly according to a fixed arrangement, advancing in sections, just to increase the speed.

This amount of undead tide must be heading towards the dome of the Red Maple Heights, and if the Beishan Alliance did not have its own note map, it would be impossible to find the right way in the dark wasteland.

Ken was so anxious that he put on the damaged wolf-head mask again to hide his emotions, trembling, and slowly tightened his grip on the reins.

Even so, they still lost their way at the junction of [Red Maple Heights] and [Jianyu Ice Bay].

The war horse snorted on the edge of the cliff, and the enchantment effect brought by the law ring spit out smoke-like mist.

Ken looked down at the entire tundra from a high position, and as far as he could see, there were all hunting animals on the move, and there were groups of things flying in the sky, with several heads, constantly spewing flames or making strange noises...

Below are werewolves, half-beasts, alienated monsters, and a dense crowd of corpses that cannot be distinguished.

"Boss, where are you going?"

Quema leaned over on the panting Feilang.

If City led the troops back, they would either meet their own team or be buried in the wilderness.

Ken could hear the meaning behind the words, and said firmly, "She's not dead."

When Siti left Santon Kaya, in order to repay the help of the Shanwen tribe, he specially made an accompanying ornament with ore with bond effect and gave it to Siti.

As long as it is destroyed, it can sense the direction and distance.

Ken made a thousand pleas in the back of his mind—crunch it, City, please crush it, tell me where you are.

He turned around at the rein, surprised to see how few people were with him.

"Ah... yes... we have been running around without sleep for more than two days..."

Ken's words were heavy.

He knew that the mercenaries couldn't even accompany him to climb the peak to look far away.

The troops gathered below, because the plan of marching in stages dragged on for a long time, so they barely kept up with Ken's rhythm and maintained considerable combat effectiveness.

"Battle banner."

With no one around, Quema whispered the truth. "We don't have the energy to find people in this dead sea. Everyone believes in you, so please find the most likely direction. There is only one chance."

Kuima has followed him the longest and has learned a lot. After keeping silent, he can understand the overall situation in the most detail.

Ken also settled down to think carefully.

They advanced in the wasteland for two or three days. Since the undead wave broke out, the Beishan Alliance should have also experienced the process of fleeing in a similar period of time.

They suffered heavy losses and were mentally exhausted.

The fact that Siti and the other battle banners have not been separated means that there is a clear direction of travel.

If you want to find a target who can convince everyone in this kind of place, and who is sure enough to lead the team out of trouble...

Relying on his own understanding of City, Ken began to think about it.

"Sharp Ice Bay!"

He gripped the reins again, breathing heavily, too excited to hold on to the right answer.

Quima believes Ken is right, because he sees the light again in the battle banner's eyes.

The mercenary troop stood up again, followed the leader and continued to advance in the sea of ​​corpses. The potholes caused by the falling lava boulders left shocking marks around them.

Destruction will force people to unite.

The mercenary knew that only Mr. Maharu was qualified to lead everyone, so no one refuted and did so silently. At the same time, he began to worry about the northern natives who were scattered in the wasteland.

Ken ran along the edge of the battlefield with 1000 men.

There are a similar number of follow-up reinforcements on the road behind him.

Not long after the team rushed out of the swamp, they could clearly feel that the undead wave was splitting up. All the monsters they saw before were heading towards the Red Maple Highlands, and the rest were chasing the Beishan Alliance.

Ken was glad he finally found it.

At the same time, he was also very flustered, there were at least 2 hunting animals in front of him, and countless leaders...

(End of this chapter)