Fast Transmigration: The Strongest Speech Spirit System

Chapter 149 The Dragon Slaying Necromancer

The old man's wrinkled face showed an extremely excited voice. She couldn't help but took a few steps forward and came to the Knight of the Holy Golden Rose. Her old eyes seemed to be burning with inexplicable emotions and stared closely at her. Sistar, her shoulders were trembling, and she said eagerly: "You...what do you know?"

Facing the excited expression of the old man, the handsome Holy Golden Rose Knight remained indifferent. His pair of ice-blue eyes swept across the dark forest, looking at an unknown place, and a magnetic voice sounded in the silence: "This It depends on what Lord Wukashi is willing to tell us."

Wu Kaxi's expression became a little anxious, she almost looked eagerly at the Holy Golden Rose Knight in front of her, and said with gnashed teeth: "Say! I'll tell you everything! What do you want to know from me, an old woman, I will tell you everything." Tell you! Tell me what you know!"

After hearing this sentence, the Holy Golden Rose Knight nodded slightly. He looked at the old man and said what he wanted to know: "Where did Necromancer Moya go?"

"Biko Seaport! The largest seaport in Sita Continent! They are going to Keluo Island to find clues to the dragon's heart!" Wu Kaxi answered the question of the Holy Golden Rose Knight almost immediately, and she said anxiously: "You Tell me what do you know?"

The night in the forest lake is still silent, and the tree shadows are dormant in the unknown shadows, showing a vague appearance, like a black hole waiting for someone to be caught.

Kasi Wu was impatient and stared at the Holy Golden Rose Knight in front of her with her cloudy eyes. If it wasn't for the strong sense of oppression emanating from this person, she would definitely not mind subduing this light knight with powerful means. , forcing him to tell what he knew.

"Your Excellency Wukaxi, Sword Master Lanqier has indeed fallen into darkness forever." Said the handsome Knight of the Holy Golden Rose.

At that moment, the old man's old and stooped body seemed to be crumbling, but finally stopped. She glanced at the two people in front of her, and finally turned around silently, holding the weak oil lamp, and joined the Gale Demon Tiger beside her. Gradually disappeared into the darkness.

"Sistal," the cardinal on the side finally couldn't help but speak at this time, he looked at the handsome Holy Golden Rose Knight beside him, and asked, "God of Light, how do you know that Wu Cassie and Lanqier Juggernaut has an unusual relationship? However, to be honest, I am actually a little curious, what is their relationship? The fortune teller and the youngest Juggernaut seem to have no connection at all?"

The Holy Golden Rose Knight, who was questioned, glanced at the puzzled cardinal, so he said a word: "Knowing too much is never a good thing."

No one will know what kind of special relationship Wu Kaxi, who has lived in Forest Lake for many years and is over 100 years old, has a special relationship with the most promising and youngest Juggernaut in the former mainland, because this secret is indeed hidden too deep.

After all, the sword master Lanqier was only a flash in the pan. Before he had time to ascend to the throne of the strongest and make the whole continent admire him, he had already fallen into the darkness and lost his precious life.

People in the world can only say that Heaven is jealous of Yingcai, and few people even know how he died. After all, the truth has been covered up too thoroughly.Therefore, no one knows that the grandmother of Lanqier Sword Saint is Wukaxi, the greatest fortune-teller who is well-known in the Sita continent but has a bad reputation.

"The truth turned out to be like this!" Cardinal Willai was very surprised when he learned the truth. After he calmed down his surprised heart a little bit, he couldn't help but turned his head and asked, "If that's the case, what about Lanqier? Who are the mother and father? Even their identities seem to be a mystery."

The Holy Golden Rose Knight beside him didn't explain too much to his puzzled gaze, but said: "Since it's a mystery, it must have a reason to become a mystery."

Bishop Weilai said: "Why do I feel that there is something in your words? But, God of Light, what exactly do you want to express?"

In the end, the cardinal didn't get the answer he wanted from the Knights of the Holy Golden Rose until they arrived at Biko, the largest seaport on the Sita continent.

Different from the scene when the necromancer Moya and the swordsman Noah arrived at Biko Harbor, when the Knight of the Holy Golden Rose and the Cardinal arrived, the violent typhoon had disappeared.This is also the reason why the entire Biko town was empty and closed that night.

"My God! God of Light! What are these tough half-bloods doing? Playing sumo?"

Bishop Weilai looked in surprise at the place where many people gathered on the sand not far away. In the center of the crowd, there were two shirtless and fat guys fighting with each other.

The spectators stood outside the circle drawn with wood. They clenched their fists and looked eagerly at the two people who were fighting with each other. The deafening voice came over, almost waving the flag and shouting.

There are many races in the Sita continent. In addition to elves and dragons, dwarves and orcs, there are also other races such as vampires, witches, mermaids, etc. The two people who are fighting each other are two mixed half-orcs.

Of course, there were also half-orcs among the people who shouted around them, and Bishop Vilay even saw a dwarf.

Probably the footsteps of the two strangers disturbed them. After a while, someone discovered their existence, and then their eyes suddenly lit up.

The Knight of the Holy Golden Rose in golden armor is undoubtedly eye-catching. His golden hair is smooth and neatly falling on his handsome face, and his fair skin seems to exude a faint transparent white light.

There has never been such a good-looking person as Zhang in the small town of Biko. After all, most of the people here are vulgar orc hybrids. Of course, there are also hybrids of other races, but there has never been such a perfect and handsome person.

So the people in the small town turned their heads one after another. They were not looking at the two fighting people in the center. Instead, they were staring at the Knight of the Holy Golden Rose and the Bishop of Villers, looking back and forth, which seemed a little strange.

At least the cardinal thinks so. For him, as a bishop, he has undoubtedly been baptized by the eyes of others, but such exposing fanatical eyes still makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

After all, those believers of the light all looked at him respectfully and with restrained eyes, and they would not be so exposed like these people, so that the cardinal even wondered if he was wearing clothes.

(End of this chapter)