Paladin of Asgard

Ander said: "I bumped into a lord of Scrims, but I failed to kill him... I almost, damn it."

Luo Wei looked at the spear in his hand: "Is this the lord's weapon?"

"Yes."

With that said, Ander picked up the spear.

At this moment, a golden light flashed from Luo Wei's waist, and the pointer of holy light appeared, but it trembled slightly, and the direction it pointed was not very stable.

Rowe was startled, and then realized that since the spear was the weapon of Lord Scrims, it must be deeply stained with sin, which aroused the induction of the holy deed.

He thought for a while: "Ander, is the place where you fought this time far away?"

"Not far."

Luo Wei hesitated for a moment, then said: "If I have a way to find out the exact location of Lord Skreins, do you want to go and kill him with me?"

Ander didn't take it seriously: "How is this possible."

But Luo Wei asked repeatedly: "Will you go?"

Ander raised his head: "Are you serious? Can you really find that lord?"

"You know I know some magic." Rowe said, and then pointed at the spear, "As long as I have this, I can find Lord Scrims' hiding place."

Ander looked down at the spear in his hand, and was silent for a moment: "Although Lord Scrims is not strong, there must be a large number of Scrims around him. Just the two of us, won't we never return?"

"We don't need to fight other Skrins. I can find the precise location of the lord. As long as I kill the lord immediately and run away, the danger should not be great." Rowe added, "You know, once the lord dies, Skrin The flimsy discipline of the Sri Lankans would crumble in an instant."

Ander thought for a long time: "How accurate?"

"The error is only so small." Luo Wei gestured with his thumb and index finger, as if he was catching a bug.

"The battle credit belongs to you, and the spoils belong to me, how about it?" He continued.

He didn't know what spoils there were in Sklins' lair, but he thought there shouldn't be nothing.

Even if he really has nothing, he doesn't feel that he is at a disadvantage, after all, he can at least get a reward for revenge.

If you're lucky, a few more Scrims elites will come around the lord and take them away in one wave.

Ander was obviously moved, and thought for a while: "Let's call Wayne too, the three of us should be safe."

After being rescued by Rowe, Wayne quickly became a mutual friend of Ander and Rowe.

"Yes." Luo Wei agreed without much hesitation.

Ander: "When are we leaving?"

Luo Wei: "I won't be free until a few days later, um, three to five days. The specific time will be determined later, and you have to make arrangements."

As fighters, Ander and Wayne sometimes also patrol and stand guard, so they must find a time when both of them are free.

"This is for you." Ander wanted to hand over the spear.

But Luo Wei only took out the dagger, cut a piece off the wooden handle of the spear and put it away: "That's enough."

Afterwards, they called Wayne to discuss for a while, and the three of them reached an agreement, and decided to go behind the enemy's rear at night six days later and go to Lord Scrims' lair.

Although this is contrary to the discipline of the camp, the Asgardians have a strong admiration for warriors. As long as they can return victorious, the punishment is absolutely minimal and symbolic.

As for the reason why Luo Wei decided to wait a few days before acting, it was because of the swiftness potion.

Although with the help of the Holy Light Pointer, he was sure that he could reach Lord Scrims' bedroom all the way, but it was hard to guarantee that he would be chased by the Scrims, so he would be more confident if he brought the swiftness potion for emergencies.

Two days later, Luo Wei thoroughly researched the formula of the swift potion, and at the same time found a substitute for the swift grass, the shuttle-leaf grass, a fairly common herb produced by Vanaheim, with an 88% substitution rate.

That day he was busy making swift potions.

When it was almost time to set off, Luo Wei had already prepared six bottles of swiftness potion, which happened to be two bottles for each person.

night.

"What's this?" Wayne asked in confusion after taking the two bottles of swiftness potion that Rowe handed over.

Rowe said: "A potion that can increase our running speed. In case we are unfortunately chased and intercepted by a large number of Skrillians, this will be of great help."

"Get the potion, let's go now."

The moon was dark and the wind was high. Taking advantage of a group of patrolling soldiers not paying attention, the three of them sneaked out of the camp and entered the damp and dense forest.

Before setting off, Rowe clamped the fragments of Lord Scrims' spear in the holy deed.

At this moment, he looked down at his waist, and the Holy Light pointer of the holy deed was flickering, pointing firmly to a certain direction deep in the forest.

"Walk."

He stretched out his finger and walked in the direction pointed by the Holy Deed, followed by Ander and Wayne.

Lord Scrims' lair is not far from the camp.

The three of them were rushing at full speed, and after a few hours, the angle of the Holy Light pointer visibly shook, which obviously meant that the distance between the two sides was extremely close.

"Be careful." Wayne said softly, pointing forward at the same time.

It was a bunch of... no, a nest of Skrinsians.

At this moment, they are piled together in twos and threes, some are eating, some are biting each other, naked, like wild beasts... In fact, most of the Sklins should really be within the range of wild beasts, This is the judgment of the holy deed.

Within a radius of ten miles, there may be very few Scrims that count as intelligent life. They are geniuses among the Scrims.

The three of them carefully bypassed the Scrims and continued towards their goal.

It's just that as it went deeper, there were more and more Scrims people around, gathering in groups, all over the mountains and plains, and their body odor even condensed into bursts of stench, blowing towards the face.

The three of them tried their best, and finally quietly went deeper into another layer.

It was only then that they became anxious.

"What to do, there is no seam at all." Ander said.

Looking forward, Luo Wei couldn't help but frown and remained silent for a while.

At this moment, the Scrims in front of them were almost densely packed on the ground, and there were not many places to stay, let alone the path to sneak.

However, the goal is also relatively clear.

In the middle of the Sea of ​​Scrims, stands a half-length giant tree. The diameter of this giant tree is nearly ten meters. Several door openings have been cut out, as if it has been transformed into a building.There are very few Skrinsian buildings, and this is the largest one.

There are still some Scrims elites standing guard and patrolling around. Although the route is scattered, like a naughty child's game, it is somewhat lined up.

Undoubtedly, the most famous building transformed from half a giant tree in the middle is the palace of Lord Scrims.

The fact is exactly the same, the holy light pointer is pointing directly at this half of the giant tree.

But what is strange is that the pointer is still shaking slightly rhythmically, as if Lord Skreins is doing some kind of very rhythmic movement inside...