Chapter 308

"Sir, we have loaded all the property in the territory."

A wolf-like cavalryman came forward to report. As habitual robbers, the speed of looting was amazingly efficient.

Field carefully stored the eagle eggs in the carriage.

"You take the convoy away first and wait for me to meet up in a hidden area in Maple Leaf Territory." Field took out the pre-marked map and quickly issued an order.

"The soldiers have left, and the next thing will be left to Rosaria." Field took a deep breath, looked at the crazy villagers around him, and said coldly, "They are just some garbage, don't be lenient."

Fengyou Territory seems to be somewhat urbanized.

The mark of the corrupt goddess fell to the ground, and the villagers who were originally waiting to die suddenly felt a chill from the inside out.

At noon that day, the continuous mountain rain finally ended.

The fresh mountains and wet air are refreshing.

The two who cleared the imperial guards, Biska and Anzhu, rode snow-white warm-blooded horses slowly towards Fengyou Territory, followed by a caravan.

"Have you ever fought with the people of Night Owl?" Anzhu kept wiping his long sword, and the light of the sword reflected his eyes.

"Hey, when talking to people, look into my eyes." Biska protested angrily, then put one hand on her waist and shouted with a harmless expression, "I have only been officially employed for three months, and I don't have a chance. If I catch them, I will love them well."

"Then you'd better not run into my sister, you will die ugly."

Anzhu smiled grimly: "Of course, I will avenge you."

"Don't bluff me, whether it is the Shadow World Sect or the Night Owl, they are all garbage among garbage, and they are not our opponents at all."

Biska laughed awkwardly twice, wanting to get angry, but thinking of Anzhu's terrifying ability, she had no choice but to interrupt: "Let's go to Fengyou Territory quickly , Baron Fengyou is the rising star of our family. He is a very good person. We will receive the highest standard of hospitality. In addition, I will cover all the expenses of this trip. "

"Miss Biska is really beautiful and kind."

The thin merchant who followed behind came up with a wretched face, greedily glanced at Biska's thigh, rubbed his palms and said: "Modifying the trade route is very costly. If it weren't for Miss Biska, our caravan would not do such a loss-making business."

"Thank you for your hard work, dear Mr. Terry, thank you for the assistance of your Changge Merchant Association."

Biska thanked sweetly, but the disgust and contempt on her face were not concealed at all.

"Oh, Miss, you are too polite. You actually remember my name." The merchant was so happy that his nose was full of snot bubbles. "It's really an honor. Today is the best day of my life."

Anzhu snorted coldly. She knew what kind of character Biska was. She just looked kind and gentle.

"Wait, there's a smell of blood in the forest."

An Zhu's expression froze, and he suddenly turned over and dismounted. His eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water. He tiptoed and quickly rushed into the forest.

"Hey, wait for me." Bisca hurriedly followed.

The two quickly rushed into the woods, followed the direction of the bloody smell, and saw a horrifying scene.

The tattered corpses on the ground were piled up like garbage. Most of the armor on the body was taken away, and the slightly more valuable jewelry or excellent weapons were also looted.

The soldiers of the Night Territory were extremely professional in robbing.

"The Wind Tour Territory is in trouble. There are no survivors here." An Zhu put away his knife, "The soldiers were killed by another army. The enemy's strength is very good."

"This... This is terrible."

The people in the caravan also came and were deeply shocked by the scene before their eyes.

Terry was sweating profusely. He took out a silk scarf and kept wiping his face: "I have been to many places in the empire. Such tragic scenes are really shocking. I am afraid I dare not take this trade route."

"Shut your mouth."

Biska scolded Terry, her heart pounding: "Quickly rescue Fengyou Territory, it must be the damn Shadow World Sect. It seems that the missing Shadow World Sect deacon has hidden in Fengyou Territory, which is our family's territory."

"Let's go."

Anzhu took the task very seriously, and the two immediately rushed towards Fengyou Territory.

When they could barely see the city, the entire Fengyou City was shrouded in a layer of strange and terrifying gray fog.

The wind peregrine falcon that was originally hovering had fled to other places, and the whole city was filled with a chilling dead air. Screams and monster roars were heard from time to time in the city.

"It's like this again! The corruption disaster has come."

Anzhu gritted his teeth: "This is the fourth city polluted by corruption. What's going on? There is a border wall blocking it.How could there be a corruption disaster? Could it be that the Shadow World Sect possesses the power of corruption? "

"No, no..."

Biska's mentality exploded.

This is the territory of their family. Although it is only a barony, they have bitten off a piece of meat. What's more, the younger generation that the family has high hopes for is now unknown.

"I will make the people of the Shadow World Sect pay the price.

Biska was furious and immediately rushed to the city shrouded in gray fog.

"Why is Rosaria's promotion so slow this time?"

Field hid in the gray fog and saw the two people who purged the imperial guards with the artifact telescope. He also sighed: "What you fear will come true. It doesn't come early or late, but at this time. I hope they won't suspect me in the future."

After all, I often go in and out of the northern border, which is easy to arouse associations.

Turning his head to look at Rosaria, her goddess mark is still in an activated state, and the power in the land is being absorbed by her crazily. The surrounding flowers and plants withered and rotted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The promotion has lasted for three hours.

Seeing the people who cleared the imperial guards approaching quickly.

Field stood up, put on the mask, suppressed his inner uneasiness, lowered his voice and said loudly: "Don't come in, Miss Bisca, there is a trap in the city! Ahem, damn, this place has been occupied by the deacon of the Shadow World Sect."

The two afterimages that were originally rushing in quickly stopped at the same time.

If it was an ordinary call to stop, the two would not pay attention at all, but when they heard the people inside, they could call out their names and knew that the deacon of the Shadow World Sect must not be an ordinary low-level person.

"What happened inside?" An Zhu looked around vigilantly and asked vigilantly.

"It was the bastard Baron Fengyou. He had long since defected to the Shadow World Sect and killed everyone in the territory in an attempt to create the Killing God!"

"What nonsense, idiot." Bisca was directly anxious.

Baron Busby is a member of his own family, so even if he really joined the rebels, he must keep it secret.