Chapter 141 Search! Chase! (Second Update)

Explosions shook the canyon. The twists and turns of the cliff reflected the roar, stirring back and forth and spreading far away.

But Grete couldn't hear these movements in the cabin. The only thing he could feel was a deafening bang.

boom!

There was a loud bang.

Behind Gretel, the barbarian's arm holding the steel shield suddenly tightened. Gretel was also pressed forward and felt a tightness in his chest.

Bernard used the thrust to fly forward, and a huge wave of air hit him, almost pushing the powerful warrior more than two meters tall into the air.

Tsk, tsk, tsk... Fortunately, I'm well prepared...

Grete secretly rejoiced.

If he was careless and just put up a shield for himself, or simply let Bernard pull him away, he might be vomiting blood now, right?

He hung on Bernard's back and rushed out of the cabin. When we stepped onto the deck, the cargo ship was already swaying and starting to sink.

The barbarian simply gave up rowing. Instead, he grabbed the small boat next to him and swung it out with all his strength. Then he jumped up, stepped hard on the boat, jumped directly to the edge of the cliff, and flew towards the top of the mountain.

The moment they stepped onto the top of the mountain, a bright light bomb rose from the direction of the Lord of Glory's fleet, illuminating the surrounding areas.

They found it!

"run!"

Several people shouted at the same time.

The red-robed Bishop Hawk of the Lord of Glory Church was extremely angry. While others lead the main fleet, he leads the squadron;

Others sailed dozens of miles easily, but he crossed the rough seas, fearing and tossing hundreds of miles;

Others went straight to the opposite capital, and his opponent was a local count;

The palace coup on other people's side has been completed. He can just go there and accept the results. He still needs to calculate the time and ride the tide into the depths of the river, then march for hundreds of miles, go around to the rear of the other people's team and launch a decisive blow...

Such a gap, even if he performed his most beloved activity that day - the execution of heretics - could not make him feel any better. To make matters worse, in the middle of the night, when I was sleeping comfortably, I was woken up by a loud noise!

Hawke was awakened by a huge roar, his heart beating rapidly. He reached out and touched the water glass on the bedside. He took a sip and it turned out to be cold. He dropped the glass violently:

"What happened?"

"No...not here...it's somewhere far away..."

"check!!!"

The red-robed bishop gave the order, and a group of black knights immediately climbed up the cliff and followed the sound.

This team of knights belongs to the Inquisition and is not good at frontal combat. However, it is specialized in performing searches, arrests, interrogations and other tasks. A team of ten people, led by a level 9 knight, ran wildly upstream for a short time when they saw torn sails and splinters of wood floating down the current.

"Upstream!" shouted a sharp-eyed young attendant. The knight captain turned back and glared at him: "Wilbo, what does Chapter 7, Section 15 of the Holy Code say?"

The young attendant's cheeks immediately turned pale. He lowered his head, but he didn't dare not answer, or even answer slowly:

"God said, if you see strange things, don't be alarmed. Because I am with you and I am protecting you. You must be quiet and calm, comfort My lambs, and convey My grace to them."

"Confess to Father Richard when you go back." The captain said coldly and continued to chase. They followed the clues and turned around a bend in the mountain wall, just in time to see the cargo ship in front of them slowly sinking, with the last bit of the mast tip remaining.

"The ship sank." The captain concluded while standing on the top of the cliff. He then glanced at his subordinates: "What are you doing? Myron, go back and report to Mr. Hawke that a ship sank upstream. We are still investigating the details.

Lynch, go into the water and see how deep the water is in this section and whether the channel will be blocked;

Pine, Nick, you two go down the cliff to search to see if it is man-made and if there are any masters inside;

Myron, Gordon, Fitch, search forward..."

He gave orders methodically. Soon, messages one after another were gathered in front of the captain.

"Footprints found at the bottom of the cliff!"

"I found traces of rope climbing! This kind of mountain wall needs to be climbed with ropes. There must be someone in the team who is not above level 5!"

"The planks on the bottom of the ship are largely broken. It's not scuttled! There's not much oil on the water, so it's not burning with oil! What sank the ship was either alchemy equipment or magic! There are mages in the team!"

"There are no dead people in the water! The boat was deliberately brought here to sink, blocking our road..."

There are more and more clues, and the situation is becoming more and more obvious. The captain did not wait for all his subordinates to return before issuing the second order:

"Chase! Follow the ridge and chase forward as quickly as possible! Notify the back that there are heretics maliciously sinking ships and blocking the holy fleet. We are searching for the enemy's location and need magic help!"

News from the Inquisition Knight Team reached the red-robed bishop one by one.

Bishop Hawke could keep his expression unchanged at first, sitting at the walnut desk and drinking tea slowly. The wide sleeves drooped straight, and the golden thread on the sleeves reflected the candlelight without any ripples. However, when he heard that "big ships can't pass, and it will take at least three days to clear the channel," he finally succeeded and threw the teacup again:

"Damnable heretics! Let them step up the search. Who is leading the team? Benjamin? Give him the order to capture those heretics. Burning! Burning! Well, they need to show the enemy's traces? Go and ask Ya Master Sa, ask him to activate the Great Light Technique!"

The knights of the Lord of Glory were searching for traces of the enemy, and the task force that had successfully sunk the cargo ship was still running wildly. Bernard didn't let Grete get off the ground at all, he just carried him and continued running forward. Master Daniel cast a floating spell on himself, jumped forward, grabbed the edge of the steel shield, and hung it beside him like a kite.

The group of people didn't even dare to light torches. They rushed to the foot of the mountain and fled eastward along the mountain wall. This had been discussed long ago: heading south was the direction back to the main camp. It was a flat plain for hundreds of miles. If caught by the opponent, it would be a dead end. The only way is to go east and use the cover of the mountains, maybe the other party won't be able to find them!

He rushed out two or three miles in one breath. Just when the mountain wall began to twist and they were about to hide in a depression, a white light suddenly appeared behind them!

Grete looked back in horror. Far, far away, a man in white robes flew into the air, holding a spherical magic object in his hands, and thousands of rays of light shot out. The man lowered his head, looked down, and prayed. His voice seemed quiet, but it reached Gretel's ears calmly:

"My Lord, you are the origin of all things, you are the creator of the world, and you are the only holiness. My Lord is the greatest, my Lord is the highest. Your eyes see everything, and all evil has no escape..."

After a long prayer ended, the ball suddenly became brilliant and shone for miles. The dazzling white light illuminated Gretel's side as if it were daytime!