Release that Witch Chapter 412: Dive In

The world is dark, whether it's the sky, the ground, or the ocean.

Greycastle Although the central and southern regions will not be covered by endless heavy snow, the effects of Months of Demons cannot be avoided. The sun cannot be seen from above and gray clouds cover the entire sky. The earth rose from the pale fog, buried all the dirt, rocks, and jungle, leaving only a black and gray mountain peak, protruding from the clouds and mist, winding its way to the southern end of the mainland, and this is also the target of the Nightingale group.

When flying in the sky on Macy, she deeply experienced how terrible the unshielded cold wind was. Even wearing the special windproof clothing handed to her by Her Highness set off, her scarf and cuffs could not withstand the cold. Especially the ears and fingers will soon lose consciousness due to low temperature and have to stop often to rest for a while. Therefore, it only takes half a day to fly at full speed, and it finally extends to the next day.

"We're here," Lightning moved closer to her.

Nightingale poked his head and saw that the ridge below his feet became much lower, as if sinking into underground, a city built on a mountain looming in the mist, this should be their target Fallen Dragon Ridge .

"Let's land," she patted the wide back of Macy, "be careful not to let others see it."

Ah! ”Macy nodded, gathered wings, gliding down. The mist blew across the face, and soon enveloped the three of them. Until landing, Nightingale found that the visibility around was amazingly low, almost fifty steps away. , It ’s hard to tell what is far away.

This is good news for witch, at least not easy to find.

After entering the mist, the world will appear in true colors. She is not worried about crashing into the arms of Church's Judgement Army because of the thick white mist.

"You guys are waiting for me here," said Nightingale. "It shouldn't take long."

"His Highness asked me to provide vigilance in the air," Lightning shook his head.

"Also call me for emergency contact to prevent you from tying the target goo!" Macy turned into a fat pigeon again, crouching on the little girl's head.

His Royal Highness is making a meaningless entrustment again, Nightingale reluctantly thought, "Since this is the case, then set off."

The world turned into black and white for a moment, the fog disappeared, or in other words, they changed into other forms, which could no longer hinder their observation. Everything in front of me was suddenly clear. The dark city wall appeared two hundred meters away and extended from one side of the mountain, connecting the city and the mountain like a hood. Compared to the outer wall of Longsong Stronghold, this stone wall is much shorter.

Nightingale walked to the wall, easily found the entrance made of twisted lines, took a step forward, and he was already behind the city wall.

This city is about half smaller than stronghold. Just looking out of this part of the mountain wall, it is more like a small town. But Fallen Dragon Ridge original body is located among the rocks, and the feudal lord castle is embedded on the mountainside and can be seen from a distance.

Nightingale confirmed that Lightning and Macy followed into the city, and walked straight towards the castle.

This job is no stranger to her, and can even be described as very good.

When driven by the old Glen, sneaking into other noble mansions and castles is a common task. Most of these houses have the same structure. The owner of the mansion always sets his room in the most central and spacious place. At that time, she was not free to penetrate the partition wall, she could only hide her figure, carefully avoid possible traps and God Punishment Stone, and steal the letters and document/secretary hidden in the cabinet.

Now that there is fog, let alone nature, the God Punishment Stone inlaid at the corner of the castle channel shows a black hole without light, as striking as a bright moon hanging in the night sky. The hidden organs also had nowhere to hide, and its twisted contours slowly moved like earthworms, and she could easily destroy them through the walls. Within the sphere of influence, Nightingale can move at will as she pleases, and the walls, door leaves, and roof are nothing in her eyes.

Into the largest room on the top floor, she found her goal.

While never seen the other party, Nightingale immediately confirmed that this person was Fallen Dragon Ridge feudal lord, Marquis of Speer Percy. Because the blue magic power brightness is running in the opponent's body, it is also the only color in the misty world.

Marquis is sitting at the desk, her quill pen is flying up and down, it seems to be writing something. She is about thirty years old, wrinkles have been crawling around her eyes, silver curly hair and plain robes are more prominent Older. Nightingale checked the room carefully. There was no God Punishment Stone in the room, and there was no mechanism. The only weapon on the other side was a short crossbow hidden in the sleeve. The structure was exquisite.

After leaving a mark by the window, she gathered up the mist and showed her figure.

"Hello, Lord Speer Percy Marquis."

The sudden sound made the other party tremble with coldness, quickly raised head, and Nightingale's eyes in front of him, then calmed down quickly, "Who are you?"

Nightingale couldn't help but think of the scene when he first met with His Highness Roland. The first reaction of the other side was to turn around and run away, and he had to use a dagger to leave him behind. Now he can't help but think of it.

"My name is Nightingale and I am from Western Region Border Town. As you can see, I am an witch."

"I think so, except witch, no one can uninvited," Speer pretended to be calm, one hand slowly extended into the sleeve, "You do n’t know come in should be knocked before Door? "

"The greeter is the guard, not you," Nightingale chuckled. "Rest assured, I didn't mean to hurt you. I just came here to talk to you ... so you don't need to use the dark in your sleeve. Crossbow. "

Speer froze, then his face sank quickly. "You know a lot," she pulled out both hands and hugged her chest. "Say, what are you doing here?"

"I brought the message Border Town feudal lord, Western Region guardian, Greycastle Fourth Prince, Roland Wimbledon," Nightingale bowed slightly. "Now he has established a new order witch in Western Region that can live with ordinary people and work together to improve. Hope You can go and assist him. "

"Four ... princes?" The Marquis frowned for a moment, "is that incompetent who is often used as a joke between noble?" A ridiculous expression appeared on her face, "What a joke, Border Town feudal lord? He was just a victim rebel King was assigned to the wilderness! "

"Timothy is the real usurper," Nightingale corrected. "And it won't be long before he will be pushed to the throne by Prince Roland. But these are not the points ... Your Highness hopes to use your magic power channel Strengthen the ability of a witch, I wonder if you would like to go to Border Town? ".

(To be continued.)