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Kevin carried Darko through the dense forest at a rapid pace, while the orcs pursued relentlessly. www.biquge.info From time to time, Kevin took out the scroll from Darko's spatial ring, either blessed himself or attacked the orcs behind him. Swift Movement and Light Body Techniques are very useful spells in Trials, and Darko has prepared enough of them to be used up until now. Even so, it was still very difficult for Kevin to run with a man on his back, and the sweat from his body soaked his magic robes.

The orcs lost the support of the totem, and their speed returned to their limit, which was on par with Kevin. The distance between the two sides was always more than fifty meters, and the orcs could not get close, and Kevin was unable to pull away. The situation of the two sides chasing and fleeing in this way has evolved into a situation of competition for endurance, and whoever runs out of physical strength first will lose the advantage. As a mage, Kevin's stamina is obviously inferior to that of an orc, but he is not far from the entrance to the Canyon of the Eternal Night. As for whether there will be someone at the mouth of the canyon and whether the people of the Dark Church will attack him, these are all Kevin selectively did not think about, he is afraid that thinking too much will let his reason prevail, so he will be directly teleported back to San Diego. In that case, it would be tantamount to putting Daktronics in danger.

Suddenly, Kevin felt that his eyes suddenly became open, with a lush forest behind him, and a small patch of low grass in front of him, apparently cleared from time to time to prevent sneak attacks. Behind the grass was a whole tall cliff, but directly in front of Kevin, the cliff seemed to be split by an invisible force, and a vertical gap appeared. Behind that gap, there was an incomprehensible darkness as far as the eye could see. This is the northern entrance to the Canyon of the Eternal Night, the only way to St. Owen.

Kevin rose to the last of his strength, stepped up his pace, tore open the last feather fall spell and cast it on Darko's body, making the burden a little lighter. The mouth of the valley gradually narrowed in Kevin's eyes, and it was not until he crossed some invisible boundary of the mouth of the valley that he could see the bleak scene of the valley obscured by black fog. There was no Knights of the Dark Church as he imagined, and he felt a sense of loss in his heart, and he stumbled under his feet and fell to the ground.

Kevin then realized that he had not fallen to the ground, that he was being held by an invisible force that had not left the ground. Darko on his back was also lifted by this power and floated aside. Although Kevin was physically and mentally exhausted, he could still distinguish the spell that was close at hand, this was not a qi magic, but an out-and-out magic technique! He raised his head and looked ahead, only to see an old man in a red robe walking slowly towards him, this figure was not that Kevin didn't see it just now, but under the comparison of the surging orcs behind him, this figure was almost negligible.

Kevin found that from the beginning, the attention of the red-robed old man had been focused on Darko. The red-robed old man approached, and Kevin saw two golden pupils, which were so dazzling that people ignored the appearance of their owner.

"I haven't seen you for a year, have you already molded your body? Your soul has become so strong that I almost can't recognize you, little guy from the Nike Raymonds family. The red-robed old man said slowly, and then the palms of both hands were attached to Darko and Kevin's foreheads, "Well, I have a good partner." ”

Kevin faced the palm on his forehead, and was shocked to find that he was powerless to dodge, and the magic that controlled his body seemed to imprison his movements. But then Kevin only felt a warm current poured into his soul, and his depleted spiritual power was immediately nourished by this warm current and became active again. Looking at Dakko on the side, his complexion gradually became ruddy, and he must have recovered a lot. Kevin was shocked in his heart, a person with such a powerful ability must be one of the few in the plane, and when he contacted the red robe on this person, Kevin immediately thought of a possibility.

"I helped you recover some of your mental power quickly, but his mana seems to have dried up, and he needs your help to take care of it again. The red-robed old man said this to Kevin, and then he walked towards the entrance of the canyon, and while his right arm was stretched out, the red robe on his body went away with the wind, revealing the delicate golden armor inside, "A savage and ignorant race, humility is not a sin, ignorance is." ”

Kevin suddenly found that the magic power that supported him was gradually disappearing, and his body was free again, although his body was still weak, but his mental power had recovered most of it. He hurriedly held Darko's body next to him, slowly lowered him to the ground, and then took out the powerful magic potion and fed it into Darko's mouth little by little, while Kevin was also watching the man with his spare eyes.

A milky white light shone on the old man, his strength had always been at the level of a cardinal before, but when he walked towards the mouth of the canyon shrouded in milky white light, his strength would rise a layer with every step, and when he walked to the entrance of the canyon, the milky white light suddenly stopped, but instead of it, the infinite white light radiated from his own body, at this time his strength had reached the level of the holy level!

Kevin finally confirmed his guess at this time, as a cardinal in red, he has the strength of a saint, he can borrow the power of light in the dark camp, and he can fight in the way of law and war in the form of a priesthood. He is the greatest séance in history, Diopas Narich!

As Narich strolled to the entrance of the canyon, a frenzy of orcs rushed to the narrowest part of the entrance, and the two collided without any tricks.

Boom! The white light was great, and Narich stood still, while the dozen orcs on the other side turned into a pile of fragments of severed limbs and flesh, and the orcs who were swept towards the periphery by the momentum of the blood foam in the sky. The momentum of the entire orc wave was stagnant because of this, and the orcs in front of them were splashed with the flesh of their own kind, and even the orcs who were not afraid of death were shocked, and then the orcs in the rear still squeezed forward according to inertia, thus causing a chaos, and the chaotic stampede immediately buried the lives of dozens of orcs.

Narić's left palm swayed, and clusters of white light shattered the orcs in front of him as if they were substantial, and the sturdy orcs flew upside down as soon as they were touched by the white light. Narich's right hand was not idle, and a large mass of milky white light was kneaded and shaped by his right hand, and in the blink of an eye, the rudiments of the weapon could be seen.

An orc warrior who was noticeably stronger than the average orc rushed forward, picked up a massive stone hammer, and smashed it head-on at Narich. Narich's figure seemed to flicker, and the orc warrior's movements froze, and his eyes looked at his chest and abdomen with an incredible look, which had been pierced by a hole the size of a palm, and then wisps of white light burst out of the orc warrior's hole, and then his whole body was paralyzed, and the inside of his body had been completely destroyed by divine power.

In a short period of time, the light cluster in Narich's hand was shaped into a strangely shaped weapon, this weapon was shaped like a club, but it was not vertical but curved and coiled, like multiple short bows put together, and the two ends of the strange stick shape were one positive and one backward and two curved blades, the blade of which was facing inward, and it felt like a dragon's jaw. The blade is also composed of white light, but it is more condensed than the light of other parts, and its luster has a metallic texture.

Naric looked at the weapon in his hand and swung forward, as if adjusting to the feel. The trajectory of the weapon condensed by the white light formed an arc, spreading a distance of ten meters in front of it at a not fast speed, and then all the orcs within ten meters found that their upper body had fallen to the ground, because their lower body had been separated, and the fracture was a smooth section, clear and flat, and not even blood flowed out. What followed was the screams of the orcs, but soon the cries gradually fell until they were cut off, and then the various internal organs in their bodies spurted out, and the tenacious intestines and fragments of various organs splashed on the orcs behind them, indescribably hideous.

The frenzied orcs were stopped by the blow for a moment, but Naric did not stop, he took half a step back with his weapon in both hands, and then stabbed forward. The sharp blade at the top of the weapon rotated at an angle with the thorn, becoming level with the weapon, and then emitted a beam of light the size of an arm.

This beam of light stabbed out towards the orcs, directly penetrating hundreds of orcs before disappearing, and a large hole the thickness of an arm appeared on all the orcs in this line. The vitality of the orcs is tenacious, and the holes in their bodies are still not fatal, and even some orcs are still roaring forward without being hit by the vital point. However, in the next moment, all the orcs who were hit by the beam paused in unison, and then milky white flames emerged from the holes, and they fell directly to the ground and died.

With this weapon in his hands, Narić's killing efficiency increased exponentially, and each slash would take the lives of a dozen orcs. Occasionally, the onslaught of a few orc warriors would bring about a climax of the attack, but Narich increased his attack speed slightly, and the climax suddenly collapsed.

The entire orc race that flocked to the entrance of the Eternal Night Canyon formed a constant trend, the orcs in front wanted to retreat, and more orcs in the back wanted to squeeze forward, and the result of the two-phase wrestling was that they still marched forward at the same speed, but no matter how much they advanced, the orcs in the front could still only reach the entrance of the canyon.

As the sun climbed, Narich's surroundings were already filled with orc corpses several meters high, so much so that Narim needed to stand on top of the tall corpses and condescendingly slash the incoming orcs. Narić had been constantly observing the attacking orc colony during this time, and they had no chief in charge of commanding, only a shaman and no totems, just watching from a distance. Narich guessed that the chief was most likely killed by Darko and Kevin, so it's no wonder that the orcs have entered a state of madness that is not afraid of death.

Tens of thousands of orcs besieged it, and even the divine power of Narić was exhausted. When the milky white light on Narich's body dimmed, the besieging orcs immediately became angry, and they let out a roar in unison, and rushed forward with an even more violent attack.

"Fearless because of ignorance. Narim sighed, then gathered the white light on his body and held it up to the sky, and in an instant all the white light in his body dissipated, replaced by a deep darkness that enveloped Narich.

The darkness was so abrupt that it was still light at hand, and Narich's surroundings seemed to enclose the curtain and nothing could be seen. A few orcs rushed into the darkness, and no more sound came out, as if they had lost any trace of existence. When the curtain fell, I saw that the orcs had fallen to the ground, and there was no wound on their bodies, but their eyes were already filled with black. And Narić, who was standing in the center of these orcs, the milky white of his whole body had been replaced by pure pitch black, and the darkness was circulating on him one after another, giving people the illusion that the place that was hidden by the darkness seemed to have really disappeared.

Even the fury in the white light had been a powerful attack before, but now the unknown power in the darkness was even more formidable.