stjorthotic Chapter 120 The Plan Can't Keep Up With Changes
Chapter 120 The Plan Can't Keep Up With Changes
Just a glance!
A former Theocracy paladin who was at the peak of the holy level was frozen alive like this, and fell straight from the height of [-] meters!
Ronan even suspected that if the shadow wolf hadn't made a move, McGrove, who had been frozen into an ice sculpture, might become the first saint-level extraordinary person in history to be smashed into pieces.
The shadow wolf transformed into a shadowy hand and dragged the ice sculpture McGrov to the ground slowly.
After landing.
He took a deep look at the handsome and inhuman priest, and after nodding, he melted into a pool of black shadow and merged into Ronan's shadow.
Even though this priest is an ally of his own noble group, Shadow Wolf is still somewhat afraid of this Frostspeaker priest who subdues his opponent with a single glance.
Ronan pretended not to see it, put his right hand on his chest, and performed aristocratic etiquette, "Thank you, my lord priest, and Ronan will definitely repay you when he returns to the imperial capital."
Priests are strong!
It can be said that they are the top powerhouses of the Winter Empire, the top group of people who have visited the Northern Continent for many years!
In the early years, when the Winter Empire fought on the frontier, it was rumored that he made a move once, which was also a light and fluffy way of attack, but the enemy was inexplicably frozen into an ice sculpture.
Ronan was a little jealous of him.
Whether it is because he is afraid that he will see through his secret or because of other reasons, he wants to invite this great god away as soon as possible...
However, Colin seemed to lose interest after making the move. After a gust of snow, he disappeared in front of Ronan and the others.
Only McGrove, who was frozen into an ice sculpture, was left.
……
The news of Colin's move quickly spread throughout the Northland!
Not only the assassination forces who have been following Ronan like followers, but even the large and small local organizations and nobles in the North were silent for a while.
The name of a man, the shadow of a tree!
Aside from the deterrence of a strong demigod, the title of "priest" on Colin's body is what really scares those underground organizations and scheming people from Cold Winter.
For a time, every household in all the territories in the entire Northland lived a "good life".
Only Ronan was worried.
……
Ronan stayed on the snow mountain, listening to the news from Budbaren and others, he felt a little speechless for a while.
Gone!
It's all gone!
Originally, this wave came out for fishing law enforcement, but before a week had arrived, Colin, an old hunter, drove all the big fish away!
Now that the followers who followed behind are gone, Ronan is very depressed.
But... but it's not easy to have a seizure!
That priest is the umbrella of his own power, do you still want to scold him for doing bad things with good intentions?
Ronan didn't want to be stared at by Colin like that!
Strange!
But... Ronan is not without gains.
Not far away, McGrove's ice sculpture stands in the snow, the horror in his eyes is lifelike, and the reflection in the sun makes people feel chills.
Bud stepped forward and asked, "Young master, what should he do?"
Ronan looked at it for a while, walked up to him personally, and said, "Leave him alone, he's still useful if he stays!"
"Yes."
After a short rest, the group took off again and continued to the north.
Not long after they left, Colin's figure reappeared on the top of the snow mountain, followed by two Frost Whisperers, a man and a woman.
The two respectfully knelt down on one knee towards Colin and reported the progress of their mission.
"My lord priest, we have dealt with all the people sent by the Theocracy. The night owl hired by the southern aristocratic group ran away when the situation was not good. The princes stayed away, so we didn't move."
"but……"
"But what?"
Colin continued to look at the gradually shrinking convoy in the distance, without looking back, he asked, "How many teams did the Orc Empire infiltrate?"
"Your Excellency is right. Master Ronan is the only son of His Excellency the Warlord, and he is the heir of the future northern army. After the Beast King heard the news, he immediately sent a few elite troops. Do you want to keep it for Master Ronan? Practice your hands?"
The male Frost Whisperer raised his head and asked tentatively.
Colin nodded in agreement.
"After all, it's little Audrey's child, so she always has a few brushes on her body. It shouldn't be a problem to deal with a few orcs. Next, we're going to get down to business!"
"Where is the archbishop sent by the Church now?"
"The west side will enter the border of our country as soon as tomorrow night!"
"Okay, very good! Let's see how many times that old thing can take my shots!"
After all, the wind and snow all over the sky blew up again, sweeping the figures of the three into the wind.
In fact, there is one more thing that Colin did not tell Ronan.
This time, the reason why he came to help Ronan on a whim was not only the favor of Mrs. Audrey, but also the request of Princess Fiona.
Few people know that the priest Colin actually has a master-student relationship with Princess Fiona, and Colin also loves Fiona very much!This time, it was Fiona who was worried that Ronan would encounter an opponent she couldn't deal with, so she begged Colin, hoping that he would take a look at Ronan before going to the Western Territory.
But she guessed and didn't expect that, with just one look, she "saw" a saint-level apostate to death.
Horror!
【The Witch's House】.
Ronan brought the ice sculpture McGrov back here, and the sudden ice sculpture of a man attracted the attention of many witches.
There are even quite a few daring ones who want to touch it...
Fortunately, Ronan stopped it in time, saying that this was a shot by a strong demigod, and it is estimated that there is an indescribable frost magic power attached to it, so it is best not to touch it randomly!
Gwendelyn hurriedly waited for someone to find a tool and pushed it in.
in the conference room.
"Gwendoline, is the Gray Vulture back?"
"I just came back. If you have orders, I will ask her to come over."
"Thanks for your hard work."
Gwendelyn leaned forward, stroked her right forehead with her right hand, closed her eyes, and activated her talent.
After a while, a tall and thin woman in a gray battle armor stepped into the corridor with tidy steps. After knocking on the door politely, she walked into the room and saluted Ronan.
"Master Gui'an, Gray Eagle pays you the highest respect."
Among the thirteen witches, ranked fourth, the Scourge Witch, Gray Vulture.
Ronan focused his attention on Gray Vulture: a body of long gray hair was simply coiled at the back, reinforced in a special way to prevent it from falling off during the battle, Xin's tall and straight body, wearing a gray battle armor on the upper body, and a battle skirt on the lower body, Steel chains are tightly wrapped around her hands, a gray griffin soaring into the sky is engraved on her chest, and a strangely shaped sword is pinned to her waist. What attracts the most attention is her temperament.
Looking from a distance, everyone could feel a fierce momentum, like a sharp blade that has just been sharpened, rushing straight to the sky, an indomitable momentum.
Ronan looked into the eyes of the latter, and the figures of the people were clearly reflected in the black pupils, like a bottomless abyss, which was hard to fathom.
Among the thirteen witches, the one known for being the most physically destructive is by no means in vain.