"How is that possible?!" The Queen's face changed suddenly, if it was an ordinary outsider, it would be fine, but it was the Holy Light Power who was the most hostile to these undead creatures. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Obviously it's been fine for hundreds of years, why did this person and the Holy Light villain arrive one after another in just over an hour, just over an hour apart?" Angelida pointed angrily at Zhang Chao.

"He must have been sent by those people, and I suggest that he be executed immediately for the sake of the queen's majesty!" shouted Angelida, not that she was prejudiced against Zhang Chao, but that the undead's instinctive rejection of the living and the suspicious nature of women made her so directed at Zhang Chao.

Merck tapped on her skull: "Your Majesty, this matter is no longer within the scope of my barren brain, whatever your orders are, Merck will obey your will." ”

The scarlet scythe was raised high, and the rich blood slowly boiled and seeped out of it, as illusory and eerie as a cloud rising from a teapot.

Zhang Chao scratched his head innocently, feeling that he was really wronged: "If I say that this matter has nothing to do with me, will you believe it?"

The queen nodded solemnly and agreed: "Of course, you see that he has nothing to do with him, so this king has decided to dispel suspicion of him - he is certainly not a bad person if he is so good-looking." ”

Angelida: "I ......"

Merck: "......"

Zhang Chao: "...... That's a powerful reason, so strong that I don't have the slightest desire to complain. ”

This reason is very, but in fact, Queen Christina has a strong mental consciousness, although she seems to be naïve and ignorant, but with this intuition, it is simply an impossible task to trap her, otherwise, the ancient castle that has been inherited for hundreds of years has long been deceived by others.

Under the dark night sky, a group of knights in silver armor rode their horses.

"Captain, there's such a thick smell of death here!" Benz said in a low voice, frowning.

The Knights of the Silver Light are different from the Silver Light Guard, but they are the direct power of Lancelot, the power of believing in the Light, and among them, the Light of Naxim is the most powerful.

And compared to these relatively low-end Silver Light Knights, Naximis's Holy Light Power is completely based on his own cultivation power, and in the same level, it will not be weaker than the top Daoist disciples of Ionia, after all, the Knight Council is also a fairly large power group in Valoran.

On the other hand, ordinary Silver Light Knights, most of their strength is a quick method, and most of their lifetime achievements can only stop at silver, and their strength is not outstanding compared to ordinary casual cultivation.

Of course, Benz is an exception, this guy's father is a close comrade-in-arms of Naximis, and with this level of connection, he still belongs to the kind of Silver Knight with more potential for promotion.

"The Holy Light will guide us to victory!" Naximis did not hesitate at all, in this ancient castle, the aura of death is not very strong, even if there are some undead creatures who are not weak, they will be turned into ashes under the power of the Holy Light to restrain them.

And, more importantly, the high-level undead have a habit similar to that of dragons, they habitually collect treasures, gold, and gems, just like the dungeons in the game on Earth, which is a good place for every powerful warrior to farm countless times and make a fortune from it.

Naximis licked the corners of his mouth, if he could find any powerful treasures in this castle of the dead, he would definitely be able to offset his mistakes when the time came to give them to Lord Lancelot or the king, and if the treasure level was higher, it was even possible to go further and move the position under his ass again.

"Silver Knight, charge!" Closer, closer! Naximis could even clearly see that above the door, two gargoyles with wings were struggling to crawl out of the door, screaming at them.

"Evil undead creatures, welcome the punishment of the Light!" Naximis raised the bright silver spear in his hand, the muscles of his entire right arm swelled, and the cyan veins burst out, like the arm of an ancient unicorn, and he flicked the right hand of God ten million times, and then threw it hard!

The bright silver cavalry spear with the runic energy he poured into it violently was like a javelin that shot rapidly, and suddenly turned into silver light and quickly came to the sky in a flicker, and then suddenly burst into a sky-high brilliance.

"Angels descend on earth and purify all yin spirits!"

With the sound of Naximis's prayer, a magnificent figure fluttering its wings slowly condensed from the splendor of the sky like a tower of sand.

Her body was covered with the most gorgeous silver-white battle armor, and her scarlet battle skirt was like an iron-blooded battle banner inherited from ancient times, which was full of boiling killing power.

This creature of beauty and danger is an angel, and according to legend, an angel is nothing more than an honorific title for the immortals of another world far away from the Runeterra.

But they do possess the power of the Holy Light that is far more powerful than the ordinary powerhouses of the Runeterra, and they can be called the spokesmen of the Holy Light in the human world, both in terms of image and style.

If the Light is really God, then they must be angels!

"Are you calling me?" the angel slowly opened her eyes, her eyes full of golden light with an iron-blooded killing aura, her snow-white wings covering the sky, her long golden hair like a waterfall, scattered over her delicate shoulders.

Naxia Maximis nodded respectfully, "Venerable Oracle, according to the contract signed between Lord Ashram and the God King of Kyle, we give our faith, and Lord Divine Envoy needs to help us cleanse us of evil. ”

The angel nodded lazily, "The reputation of the Immortals is far better than that of you humans. ”

She held aloft the blazing sword in her hand and pointed it directly at the two gargoyles trembling in the light.

"Poor puppet, meet the judgment in the light!"

"Damn, it's angels, the most vicious and evil creatures!" Merck tapped his skull, reverberating like thunder, "Your Majesty, please allow your general to go into battle and remove the head of this evil creature!"

Merck was surrounded by raging smoke, turning into scarlet armor that covered the rusty old armor he originally had, and sixteen majestic bone spurs stretched out, like an unyielding will to question the sky, and let out a rolling roar!