Roger discovers that the flames channeled from the amulets have an unexpected effect on the Shadow Servants, and although they can't destroy the shadows, they can at least dispel and suppress the latter. But at this moment, Roger began to worry about the other situation, the shadow was always entangled at his feet, and he really didn't want to experience that he couldn't get rid of and couldn't avoid.

However, the shadow servants had no fear or intelligence, and they still rushed forward one after another, even if their weaknesses were already grasped, and they did not have the slightest intention of changing their tactics.

The attention of both of them was largely focused on the shadow servants who kept pouring out of the hall. The black shadows that surged across the ground like sludge were endless, and no matter how many Roger and Senna eliminated, they would always flow like a tidal wave. The only thing to be thankful for now is that these things don't have intelligence: they only rush to their targets along the shortest path, and Senna just needs to guide the Holy Flame to get there, and trust me, it's something to be happy about for Senua, a magical idiot.

The holy flame on the amulet seemed endless, and with a strange pungent aura, the barrier formed by the holy flame burned even more fiercely. began to have a direct confrontation with the Shadow Servant, and I have to say that this 'city friendship' brand is not bad.

And Roger jumped a few steps out of the narrow path at the door. Although Roger's will is indeed extremely strong, he can temporarily resist the spiritual erosion of the shadow servant, but he does not dare to be too big, that apocalyptic scene Roger does not want to experience it repeatedly, and in the case of trying to avoid direct contact with the shadow servant, Roger fights and retreats.

Senna was relieved to see Roger withdraw, because seeing that Roger would also have a shadow on his body, she was always worried that the holy flame would also burn Roger, and as the scruples in Senua's heart were lifted, a holy white light appeared in her eyes, and the power of the holy flame surrounded her into a cyclone like a storm, making her holy for a while.

Senna slowly rose into the air under the support of this cyclone, and the holy flame was like a chaotic air mass, and the fire was carried into the air by the air current, and it was a band of energy intertwined with blazing flames and brilliance. These frenulum are scattered. Piece by piece, they plunged into the tide formed by the Shadow Servants, and through assimilation and devouring, they constantly turned those shadows into pure energy and dissipated them in the air.

The dark shadow of the divine servant and Senua's flame intertwined, creating a strange blend of black and white in the room for a moment.

Senua's side shone with a scorching glow as bright as the sun, and even the ground began to soften under her brilliant light,

With a solemn sound, a burst of bright light erupted from her body, the air around her trembled and hissed, and a dazzling pillar of light instantly enveloped the entire building, and at this moment, Roger's vision seemed to be occupied by this white light.

As the white light faded, Roger found that the pyramid was intact, but the shadow servants that kept pouring out of the gate were all gone.

It seems that the high priest of this tribe is quite clever, this subspace is getting more and more interesting, staring at the amulet floating on Senua's chest The light has dimmed, Roger touched his chin and thought, "Sure enough, I still can't look directly at that amulet, this is a victory for friends in the same city?"

Roger was watching the play here, Senna floating in the air over there, staring at the fragments of shadows on the ground that had not completely dissipated, and looking at the amulet in his hand that had dimmed his light, and he couldn't believe that this was what he had done, of course, these were not the most critical things now, and he saw that the matter was imminent.

"Help me, pull me down! I can't fly!" Senna hugged her knees in mid-air, hugging her knees and curling up together. I didn't feel anything about the shadow servant just now, but now that the battle is over, although it is only less than two meters above the ground, the cyclone still drags her, making her body float up and down, which is enough to make Senua, who has never seen these magical scenes very much, tremble.

"Don't worry, I'll be there in a minute. ”

After the attack and the destruction of the holy flame just now, the frog roasted by himself was not damaged, but was driven out of the fat in the flesh by the flames, and roasted on the ashes of the fire with a little spark left, although the taste is still indescribable, but at least it looks a lot better.

Could it be that my 10,000 years of bad luck are finally coming to an end?

The author can answer here, Roger, this guy wants to transfer, or wait for the next life, watching the protagonist being abused is the greatest pleasure of my life, cough cough, back to business, the main story.

This Roger is snickering in his heart, the evil Murphy's law once again shows its reliability (again, again, the author is by no means deliberately rectifying Roger), the light of the talisman floating in Senua's palm seems to be aware of the disappearance of the surrounding danger, and the light that lingers on it flickers like a light bulb in bad contact, and then suddenly extinguishes, and of course the cyclone that holds Senna also dissipates, and soon in the stone pyramid in the wilderness, there are two screams.

"Heaven and earth, I wonder why it is so hard to eat a hot meal. ”

Kneeling in front of the ashes of the fire, Roger cried without tears as he held the roasted frog that had been slapped into the ashes of the fire by Senna, turning into a piece of cake, no matter how hungry he was, he couldn't stop talking about such a puddle of things at this time.

"No..... I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention when I came down just now..... Wait a minute, what were you doing when I asked you to pull me up?"

"Bad power, bad power. Roger was glared at by the indigenous girl, naturally he lost his temper, his eyes drifted to the side, and he said curtly: "Don't talk about the two of us first....... Take a quick look at your pet, it doesn't look so rosy. ”

"Ah, Gugu. ”

The frightened Senna remembered that there was still an injured Gu Gu's stubble, and hurriedly turned around, and saw Gu Gu a horse there, licking the wound pitifully. Beauty Nest

Although the Shadow Divine Servant is a half-physical shadow, the damage caused is real, even though Gu Gu is protected by bone armor, but after all, it has been rampage in the Shadow Divine Servant pile for so long, and it is already blessed by the Holy Tree to be able to pick up a small life.

Touching Gu Gu's wound that was still bleeding, Senna felt distressed for a while, Gu Gu had been with him for so long, when had he ever suffered such a crime? Quickly took some water from the black and unrecognizable water tank on the side, heated it, and cleaned Gu Gu's wound.

Covering his squirming wounds, Roger shook his head and walked out of the house, it was true that the water that this girl boiled was too hot, and Gu Gu's hooves were burning with the smell of meat, looking at Gu Gu's pitiful big eyes, Roger was really afraid that this horse did not die in the hands of the shadow servant, but fell in the hands of Senua.

As the shadow fragments dissipated, the doorway seemed much emptyer.

Roger was about to crouch down to check the remains of the blockade boulder for signs of corrosion, but his hand stopped a few inches away from the boulder.

The cold white mist was slowly gathering on the boulder blocking the doorway, and it was like a layer of breathing light, slowly floating on the boulder.

Roger froze, but pressed his hand up anyway.

The boulder was rough and cold, and the upper half was missing, leaving only choles of corrosion, as if it had been corroded by acid, and Roger reached out to caress those marks, but the boulder was more fragile than he could have imagined, and a large amount of sand fell on the spot.

No...... Not sand falling from bricks!

Roger looked at his fingers, flicked them slightly, and then watched as his skin and flesh fell apart like dry sand sculptures, and the yellow-brown sand fell from between his fingers, followed by his palms, wrists, forearms......

Calmly staring at his only skeleton arm, Roger looked indifferent and looked a little disdainful, "Really, you can't stop pretending to be a ghost, I'm out of the illusion just now, is it interesting to fix these things that are not interesting?"

Taking a deep breath of the cold air and fantasizing about the tide receding, Roger felt something strange on the soles of his feet, and when he looked down, he found that he had stepped on the thick snow at some point.

The hills were already the most inhospitable and uninhabited places, and the snow had spread so much that the desolate wilderness and the end of the horizon had become a looming snowfield, and the surrounding scenery seemed more and more monotonous, with no vegetation in sight on the undulating hills, only the unchanging pure white spreading endlessly along the winding and rugged ridgeline.

Broken stumps and broken columns appeared in the clearing that remained. Everything was covered with a thick layer of snow, and snowflakes kept falling from the darkness, whirling and pouring on Roger under the stronger and stronger winds of the strange wind. Roger looked up, the amorphous pitch-black patches still rolling under a kind of gray-black canopy, endless darkness.

I don't know if that's what Senna said about black erosion, Roger thought.

Snow was falling from the darkness, and the whirlwind was blowing the snowflakes on his face, because the terrain was too low for Roger to see the scene in the distance, but it was certainly not much better.

"Hey, I didn't ask you what your name was?" Just as Roger was stunned, Senua's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Just call me Roger, my full name is too tongue-in-cheek, and I guess you're not interested. ”

Is this a bandaging of the horse?muttering to himself, Roger didn't intend to turn back, but he twitched his nose and asked a familiar smell of burnt.

Roger, who was enduring the gluttony just now, couldn't bear it, how could he pretend to be high, and hurriedly turned around, and saw Senna stuffing a piece of black barbecue into his hand.

"This ...... This is compensation for ruining your roasted unicorn frog before, and it means nothing else. ”

I don't know if it's too cold, Senua's face is flushed, and she stuffs the barbecue meat from Yatsujin to Roger and runs back into the house, leaving Roger alone in the wind

Can you let such a stingy girl give me her rations...... Does this girl like me?

Chewing on the obviously burnt and a little too salty barbecue, the word suspension bridge effect floated through Roger's mind, and suddenly he had an inexplicable premonition, after so many years of being single, this is finally going to be handed over?

"Ah...... Ah Qiu!"