For Zhang Yu, the Flood Desolation Imperial Level is a legendary realm, and even the two guide mages he thinks are very strong mention it, it is beyond the reach of the dust. It is said that www.biquge.info there are only twenty or thirty Flood Desolation Imperial Mages in the Alliance, each of which has the mana to destroy the city.

How could such a strong person die so miserably here?

Deceptive, right?

Zhang Yu's face turned pale, and his heart was filled with despair, a magician of his ability, weak as an ant, wouldn't he definitely not be able to get out alive? He became a magician just to make it easier to survive, but he didn't expect to provoke the Grim Reaper.

Should he accept his fate? Why?

Zhang Yu stood in the shadows, holding the knife in his hand tightly, and a strange cold light suddenly flashed in the silent and dim blade. A blast of extreme cold spread throughout his body from the palm of the knife, making his teeth chatter, and after a while, the chill turned to burning again, and his body seemed to explode from within.

He realized that something was changing in his body, but he couldn't open his mouth. On the side, Dawn and Lance focused on the corpse and did not notice anything unusual about him.

"Lance, do you have any impression of this half of the formation map?" The morning sun smoothed the wrinkles in the fabric and spread it out on the ground.

Because it was hastily painted with blood, and then crumpled into a ball, the pattern on it became blurred, and maybe some of the blood was still stained by Claude. Lance is not proficient in formations, so he doesn't see any fame.

"Something seems to be written on the back of this," Lance picked up the cloth and flipped it over, revealing a few scribbled words written on the back.

Mugwort...... Elsa?!

"Elsa is a member of our team, why did the captain write her name?" Lance was puzzled. In short, it's a clue.

"Claude has a wound on his finger, and there must have been one of the formations and the text that he wrote, or both." Dawn pondered for a moment, "Elsa, maybe it's the key to cracking the meaning of this formation diagram. Maybe the other half of the picture is in her hand. ”

"Let's look a little deeper, and we might find Elsa. It's just ......" Lance glanced at Claude, tears glinting in his eyes.

He knew that if he found Elsa here, she would already be a corpse. If you can't find it, then Elsa, as a missing person, is afraid that it will be more than lucky.

Lance and Elsa are childhood sweethearts, joining Claude's team together and becoming heaven and earth royal mages together, and their friendship has long gone beyond friendship. The reason why he rushed into the church to investigate was also to find Elsa as soon as possible.

When he thought of Elsa and the other teammates in a desperate situation in this place, he was indignant and angry, and the injuries on his body suddenly became serious, and his weak body shook a few times.

"Don't worry, maybe she left through another exit, since someone left her name as a clue, there must be a different chance." Chenxi comforted Lance for a few words, and suddenly noticed that Zhang Yu had been silent from just now to now, and turned to look.

Zhang Yu stood behind with an expressionless face, the treasure in his hand flashing with a little light. Dawn noticed that the light on the knife was completely different from before, taking on an eerie dark green, like clusters of ghostly fire. A familiar dark power spread from the knife, enveloping Zhang Yu's whole person.

"Zhang Yu, what's wrong with you?" Startled, Dawn walked over alertly, trying to wake him up from his stupor.

But seeing Zhang Yu raise his head, a pair of eyes also emitted a faint glow of green light like two clusters of ghost fire, a crying smile opened at the corner of his mouth, and the power of darkness around him suddenly rushed towards the morning light.

Of course, this power is not the mana of a magician, and it is slightly different from the black mana, but she is sure that it has something to do with black magic.

Dawn quickly avoided it, but Lance behind him was hit by the residual force, and his already unstable body fell to the ground. Zhang Yu had already pounced, and the blade cut through the stagnant air, making a roaring sound.

Looking at Zhang Yu's appearance, he should be blackened, just like those who were caught by black magicians thousands of years ago to cast spells and become puppets. Dawn didn't expect that this evil spell had been passed down to this day, and it had been improved, and the other party was using his hands and feet on the treasure.

In addition to the Zhu Huo Liantian crossbow, she only had a pistol and a dagger on her body, and she didn't want to use a gun to deal with the crazy Zhang Yu, so she pulled out the dagger and blocked several attacks for Lance. Ordinary daggers can't bless spiritual power, and every time they hit the magic knife, it shook her mouth in pain, Chenxi thought about it, and turned around to retract her steps, turned around and ran deeper into the aisle.

Zhang Yu seemed to be possessed by the devil, and when he saw the prey in front of him running away, a beast-like roar came out of his throat, and he turned around and chased after him.