Chapter 650 Two Ways

"We have less than two months left to leave the range of the dark clouds. At that time, these disaster victims can leave the shelter of magic and head north to find a place with lush water and grass to settle down," Nelson said, standing on the vines pulling the "convoy". Man topped and said to Andros beside him, "Congratulations."

"Where's Hai Erbo?" Andros looked behind him nervously, but he saw nothing but darkness. "We've been away for more than a month, and he hasn't caught up yet. It's unreasonable."

"At least he won't catch up in a short time, and that's all I can tell you, Andros," Nelson said succinctly, "Until I have a definite weakness, he won't act rashly, he is too cautious. people."

"Thanks to you……"

"But the eyes in these dark clouds are staring at me all the time, so what you should do is not to 'thanks to you' here, but to play your leadership level and speed up the schedule," Nelson looked up at The dark cloud, the dark cloud he was staring at immediately stopped churning when he felt the gaze. This kind of oppressive feeling made him feel anxious. No one can still be calm when they know that there is a whole living creature that spreads across the peninsula above their heads, "I don't know How long will it take for him to discover that I am not invincible, but I believe that day will not be too far away, if by then we are still crawling like snails on the land of the peninsula, I am afraid that all previous efforts will be in vain, you just put these people Gather to die together, grand joint burial, Andros."

"I understand," Andros nodded, "I will recruit them as soon as possible."

"The rails are not enough, Haierbo dare not approach, but he is sending his servants to attack the mayflies, rollers and slabs that are paving the road in front of him all the time. I am afraid that there will be no new towns for the disaster victims you will encounter in the future." They lived," Nelson said in a low voice, "We need to make a choice, Andros, I can only allow them to follow the team, but you know, there is almost no way out."

"..."

His guardian silver falcon spread its wings and hung above the two of them, piercing the fog with sharp eyes, looking at the increasingly dark road ahead.

It appeared to those below that Hermes of the Three Greats was once more beholding all things in his form of Vadfernir.

"Let's talk about something happy, we are here now," a leaf was dragged to the two people on the top of the tree under the control of the wand, and the map of half of a boot was drawn in an instant. Nelson pointed to the A light spot in the north-central position. Above this light spot, two red light spots, one west and one east, were extremely conspicuous in the dense city-state signs. He pointed to the light spot representing himself with his wand, and pulled it upwards. Pulling, a dotted line extending to the northwest spread out, "I will soon leave under the dark clouds."

"How much longer?"

"You have to ask it every day, I still have to tell you, I don't know, but according to our speed, we will face the choice of going west or east in a week."

"Which direction do you prefer?"

"I tend to let most people go to the direction of Larissa in the northeast. The traffic in that city-state is very convenient, and it is much easier to walk than the west road. Then go north along the trade road and cross Macedonia to enter the territory of the Thracians. The Thracians After being expelled from the Kingdom of Macedonia, they have been thriving in the northeast of the Balkans. The shadow of Haierbo has not yet spread there. The roads and facilities there should be relatively complete. As long as they pass through the Stemon Canyon, they can be dismissed on the spot. "Nelson turned his head, glanced at the towns moving on the railway tracks dragged by the vines, shook his head, and said, "Let them live and eat on the continent of Europa, maybe they will evolve into a new tribe .”

"The Thracian..."

A look of worry appeared on Andros's face, "They are not a hospitable and moral nation, I am afraid they will hurt our people, and I heard that they have been colluding with the Persians in the east for a long time, do we need to To claim a piece of land for those who follow us?"

"Andros, do you think I look like a Greek?"

"..."

"Now is not the time to discuss geopolitics. Aren't you afraid that after you seize their land, they will turn around and join Haierbo's command, and have a tense and exciting double-sided battle?" Nelson said calmly, even a little coldly, " Have you already planned to snatch other people's homes before you are out of danger? Why don't you stay here and grab Haierbo's land?"

Andros looked at Nelson's blond hair, and was speechless when he refuted him. Nelson didn't say much. He understood that even if an ancient Greek wizard like Andros possessed magic that is well-known in history, he couldn't escape the shackles of the times. He simply stated how powerful he was, and after crossing the Stemon Canyon, his mission had been completed.

"What's more, Larissa is not a small city-state. According to what I have learned, they lasted for half a year before being broken by Haierbo's army of dementors. That is to say, Larissa's wizards are no better than us There are few people in the search, and after the city was broken, they retreated all the way north, and they still retained a lot of vitality, you may consider joining them," Nelson swiped his wand, and an upward dotted line extended from the light spot representing Larissa City, "They have already arrived on the European continent, and they are ready to counterattack at any time. It's just that the fragmentation is too loose. I can't contact even a wizard. This matter can only be done by you."

"Why don't we go the way they walked?" Andros asked, having a deep grudge against the Thracians, "Continue to go north, rushing all the way out of the encirclement of the dark clouds."

"Do you think Hai Erbo will let two waves of people run out of his control on the same route?"

"Okay," Andros shrugged. "And to the northeast? You seem to have drawn a line here, too."

"Are you crazy?" Nelson drew several horizontal and vertical lines on the left side of the map, and they merged into a pocket, enclosing the dotted line ahead, "Do you think you only need to turn over a mountain to get from Tekmon? We Will fall into the trap of the mountains, and then stand to die on the edge of the Danube plain, I can fly over the mountains, and then you drag the city to climb the rocks?"

"Then why did you draw a dotted line here? I thought it was one of the alternative routes." Andros was a little uneasy, and after observing for a while, he realized that these mountains had been visited by him before. But misled by the dotted line, he acted like an outsider without common knowledge of geography, "I remembered that the city-state there lost contact with us a month after the dark clouds appeared."

"The warm cliffs there are rich in herbs and minerals. Haierbo's strict defense there is no less intense than that in the south. I'm afraid we can't get out of the only pass."

"Since you already have a plan, why do you pretend that there are two paths for me to choose?"

"I only gave you a suggestion for a road. As for how to go, it is up to you," Nelson retorted. "The line I marked is my own route."

"You...you?" Andros didn't digest Nelson's words for a while, and he was stunned for a while. He recovered, stared at Nelson with a calm expression, and asked in a low voice, "Are you leaving? Why?"

"Do you think that with me here, Hai Erbo, who has been staring at me, will let you leave the peninsula?"

"That can't—"

"Don't worry, I will leave these magical creations to you, and I will call them back when you pass through the Stemon Canyon." Nelson's tone seemed to be stating a fact that was decided a long time ago, " I plan to go north."

"you……"

Andros saw firmness on Nelson's face, knowing that his determination was irretrievable, he lowered his head and sighed, without saying anything.

"I helped you buy time for a few months, and I still say the same thing, this is your war." Nelson did not tell him his identity as a time traveler, but only emphasized the difference between them, "Your crisis must be faced by yourself. right."

"I see."

"It's good to understand, ha, there's nothing I can do if I don't understand."

"I have another question."

"What?"

"Did you really come down from Mount Olympus to help us?"

"Huh?" Nelson turned his head in surprise and looked Andros up and down. His hair was still so thick, like a savage, "Didn't you make up this damn triple great Hermes yourself?"

"Ha ha."

Andros scratched his head, "You found out."

"Take this leaf away, it will tell you when you get to the corresponding place," Nelson jumped off the vine man, "I'm going to see Pythia, don't follow me."

...

Someone in the moving town near Vineman saw Vedfornir blew and disappeared into the clouds, and then a white cat jumped down from the vine, and actually saw Hermes within a day The two forms, the news quickly spread among the iron chains.

Andros is an excellent leader. On the way Nelson fled north with his city-state, he continued to accept the residents of the destroyed city-states along the way, those city-states that were only sheltered by some not powerful wizards During the three years when the darkness fell, he had been hiding and surviving, but with the expansion of Haierbo's power, these city-states that were previously invisible to him also became his raging targets. He didn't even use them to create dementors anymore, but just mowed Wheat generally gathers their souls.

Andros's act of accepting these broken city was originally opposed by many people in the city-state. Their food was very short, and even with the help of magic, they could not feed so many refugees, but Andros quickly used his actions He reversed people's views. According to the characteristics of the city-states along the way, he arranged suitable jobs for the refugees received based on the mobile towns where they gathered, and stipulated the total amount of labor that people in each city-state must provide if they want to stay in the team. Under his overall planning, not only did there not appear to be a shortage of resources as expected, but on the contrary, this group of running cities became prosperous again.

Nelson gave him a very high evaluation. He even felt that if the history of magic in ancient Greece hadn't been lost so severely, his contribution to the Chocolate Frog should not just be a powerful battle wizard with a Patronus, but an outstanding city-state leader.

Amidst the cheers he was used to, Nelson jumped into the deep pit next to the Vineman, and landed smoothly at the bottom of the underground city-state that had been vacated as a magic factory.

He walked into Andros' former room, looked at the vine cocoon that wrapped Pythia, clutched his wrist, leaned his shoulders against the wall, and slowly slid to the ground.

"Tell me your name...outlander..."

Green scars in the shape of ouroboros appeared on the skin of the wrist that had long been restored. The mouth of the snake holding the tail opened and closed, as if talking, and Nelson also heard "hissing" words mixed with snake language.

"You are so brave, mean Haierbo," Nelson's forehead was covered with sweat from the pain, but this did not prevent him from responding calmly in a frivolous and mocking tone, "You are not in your lair How dare you come to me? Want to know my name...you will see it on your tombstone."

Nelson's voice and tone were received by the mayflies at hand without any change, and instantly crossed a long distance, bursting in Hai Erbo's blood vessels, and through the self-proliferating miniature mayflies that had not been cleaned up by the magic of death, in his body sounded inside the body.

This was originally a simple temptation in a secret room, but when Hai Erbo heard Nelson's voice sounding in his body, the unknown fear immediately made him cut off the first contact with Nelson, and he went crazy Scratching the skin of his chest with his sharp nails, he wanted to drive out those intruders who thought he had completely solved it.

But Nelson's voice still came from his chest relentlessly, as if a soul that was constantly eroding him and that did not belong to him was being bred in his body.

"I'll stop at Tecmon for a while, waiting for you, Hai Bo," Nelson gritted his teeth, grinning brightly, as if Hai Bo was right across from him and could see his expression, "ready to accept Your fate."

"Give me back the Pythia, or I won't let you go!"

Hai Erbo said a panicked and cruel word, Nelson opened his mouth wide from the wound on his wrist, and swallowed his own snake tail in one gulp, actually eating himself!

The stinging pain completely disappeared. Nelson calmly let out a long sigh of relief, leaning against the wall, and said softly: "If threats are useful, why do you need a wand? Hai Erbo, the magic you left on the priestess has already stripped you naked. Lay naked in front of me, your magic, your curse, the source of your power...I know yourself better than you."

This plain threat had a huge effect. Nelson could no longer feel the magic power of Haierbo's temptation. He rested for a while, closed his eyes, and entered the illusion.

...

"Where's the prophet?"

Hai Erbo rushed out of his palace, grabbed the collar of the loyal servant at the door, and shouted angrily, "Let him come to see me!"