556: Chapter 265: Scouting the Enemy_3 556: Chapter 265: Scouting the Enemy_3 Hearing Little Gold Coin’s situation is so good, Ron felt very relieved.
Although it was difficult to bow on horseback, he still slightly leaned over and bowed his head: “Thank you again for kindly taking him in.”
Leon shook his head: “I should thank you for sending a magic apprentice with excellent talent.
That child thinks of you every day.
Seeing your deep relationship, once the undead are eliminated and the war is over, why not just adopt him as your son?”
“That’s exactly what I intend to do.” Ron said with a smile.
“Eliminate the undead…”
Yevan murmured, repeating Leon’s words, and sighed heavily.
In order to protect his family and people, he wouldn’t stop swinging his sword before falling, but now facing the corpse ghosts that couldn’t be exterminated even if he broke his long sword, there seed no hope of victory.
“Mr.
Leon, can we…really win?”
Leon looked at Yevan’s bewildered eyes, nodded imperceptibly, and stated lightly as if just stating a fact:
“I can find a way to lead you to victory over the undead…
I already have a strategy, but for now, let’s address the issue of military rations first.”
Yevan looked at the confident Griffin Baron, his heart settled.
After experiencing nurous defeats and retreats, for at least this mont, the courage and faith he witnessed the other party bring when descending from the sky months ago seed to return to his chest.
Leon smiled, turned his head, and looked towards the river branching from the Rushina River, heading south through the territory of Kantadar, known as the Ustato River by the Southern Kingdom.
Across the big river, a gloomy and all-covering sea of clouds seed to demarcate the boundary between the realms of the living and the dead.
He knew himself that what he just said to Yevan was actually a lie.
How to defeat the undead, at this mont Leon had no clue.
Reaching the Holy City Rolannar was undoubtedly his top strategic goal.
But now with Kantadar launching an eastward expedition and the undead catastrophe sweeping across the land, a re few hundred kiloters seed like an insurmountable barrier.
…
…
thousands of miles away.
On the vast wilderness, only rare exotic beasts appeared, the cycle of life and death shrouded in endless desolation.
The disaster happening in the distant southwest seed unrelated to the desolate northern mountains of this continent.
Until in the underground passage connected by the unfathomably deep gorge, countless heavy footsteps entered the dark domain that no intelligent life had stepped into for a long ti.
Who knows how many desperate and dead ends were passed…
On the enormous and pitch-black underground platform.
As countless sturdy and solid silhouettes held up torches, slowly illuminating the ti-worn and dilapidated massive circular structure.
Gao Limu couldn’t wait to push through the throng of Forbidden Guards.
His rough large hand reached forward to touch the base of the colossal structure, feeling the ancient runes and carvings belonging to the ancestors.
Like a wanderer returning ho after six or seven centuries, it seed as if once this boundary gate opens, it would reveal the holand their lost tribesn had been desperately searching for…
“I believed your words, Gao Limu, but after eating dust for months, all I see now is a useless ruin!”
A dwarf with a muscular scarred body, hair styled like a horse mane, carrying a war hamr, ca to the side of the King of Steel Furnace Castle, complaining discontentedly.
Gao Limu’s aged face recovered from the excitent, he shook his beard and looked at his cousin: “At least what the Lord of Felu said wasn’t a lie…
Such a concealed and deep subterranean relic, not even marked on the ancestral Underground Tunnel Map, how could he weave sothing so precise?”
“…Then go find him imdiately!
Make him activate this so-called boundary gate, at all costs!”
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