When the group stepped into the place of death, everyone's hair stood up for no reason, and they were all on alert. The coldness and death seemed to form a net that bound the human soul, making people shudder.

As far as the eye could see, there was a black mist, and the ground was full of scattered bones and stones, and it was impossible to tell what kind of bones it was because of the time elapsed. Faintly visible, there was a forest in the distance, and a swamp was separated from that forest, and the unknown danger made the place seem mysterious.

Powerful magical beasts that are rarely seen elsewhere can be found everywhere here, and if it weren't for the fact that Lilith is not only a great swordsman, but also a magister, Kyle would not have been so confident in coming to the Land of the Dead.

Kyle blessed himself with a high-level magic to isolate the cold aura from the outside, while Jerome immediately beastified to improve the defense of his body, and the beastly characteristics on his body were particularly obvious, the skin seemed to be wrapped in a layer of golden armor, and even the eyes became golden vertical pupils. Only Lilith leaned beside Kyle, but in her hand she held a red sword that danced like flames, and stood in front of her in a defensive stance.

The elves had planted an enchantment around him before stepping into the Land of the Dead, and the priest had done nothing, and the black fog had naturally bypassed him. The light elemental has the effect of suppressing darkness, so in this place of death, as long as you don't encounter magical beasts, the priest is the safest.

The elves who entered the Land of the Dead no longer looked indifferent as before, but began to observe the surrounding environment. The priest on the side took out a parchment scroll from his wide sleeve, and began to write and draw with a quill in one hand, as if to record something.

"This is the fabled Land of the Dead?" Lilith looked at the calm Kyle and asked, "The Sword of Lodis, you said, is in this kind of place?" ”

Kyle nodded, "Well, it's in the forest across the swamp." ”

"But how are we to get there?" Lilith looked at the swamp with no edge in sight, "This swamp is the territory of the Warcraft, I'm afraid that we just stepped into it and there were no bones left." ”

Kyle smiled, took one out of his magic ring, and said, "This will keep our breath out." ”

"That's not right!" The elf held a bow and arrow in his hand and frowned: "There is no breath of demonic beasts in the swamp. ”

The orc Jerome's golden vertical pupils stood up, looked at the black mist swamp, and said, "It should be said that the breath is weak, I can't feel the breath of a powerful demonic beast." ”

Lilith asked, "What's going on?" ”

The priest took out his staff and chanted, and a white magic circle appeared over the swamp. When the black fog was dispelled, this time, everyone saw—

"That's the skeleton of a monster." The elf said lightly, "The demonic beasts here have hidden their breath, and those who don't have hidden breath are dead." ”

Kyle also took out his wand and blessed himself with a defensive spell again. I was also wondering when such a powerful creature appeared here?

The danger of the Land of the Dead lies not only in the powerful magical beasts, but also in the unknown spatial gaps, if you accidentally enter the cracks in the space, you will be torn apart by the hurricane, and the bones will be lost.

Kyle has his own way of avoiding these spatial gaps, he holds an ordinary-looking lamp in his hand, but whenever he encounters a spatial crack, there will be a ghost, which is exactly what Kyle bought from an ordinary store, this is the treatment of the protagonist.

Lilith looked at Kyle, who was also a Magister, and after thinking about it, she still hadn't exposed the fact that she had not revealed her dual cultivation of magic and martial arts in front of others, and planned to sue Kyle when she went back. Therefore, Lilith only said: "The existence of the monster that can strangle the monster in the swamp should not be taken lightly, in short, everyone be careful." ”

In order to avoid the annihilation of the entire army in the back, and there is no cannon fodder before the things are obtained, Kyle thought about it and said: "Spatial cracks will appear here at any time, and if you are accidentally swallowed by the cracks, they will be torn apart." ”

The pastor's hand paused, and he quickly resumed what he had seen and heard.

Kyle frowned and glanced at the priest, the reason why he walked with this priest before was just to see a peer task on the mercenary guild task list, Kyle stepped forward to take this task in the spirit of having one more person and one more cannon fodder, plus the light element has the strongest healing ability and the ability to suppress the dark element. Because of the existence of the Holy Maiden of Light, Kyle has no bad feelings towards the Temple of Light, but he also has no good feelings.

To him, the people in the Temple of Light were a bunch of gods, hypocrites.

When the people saw that the pastor was recording anything, they didn't care. Only an occasional inadvertent glance, and no one saw the words written by the priest on the parchment, which would soon disappear. The elf on the side glanced at the kind-looking priest more, and what he was holding in his hand was not an ordinary parchment scroll at all, but a high-level magic scroll, in duplicate, and writing on one of them, the other scroll would also show the contents of it. It's just that this kind of magic scroll is not easy to make, it is extremely precious, and it is priceless.

The Temple of Light is rich, and a priest can see this thing in his hands.

No, the elf looked at the priest again, with a look of scrutiny, which ordinary priests couldn't touch at all, unless

The priest naturally felt the gaze, and after writing the last sentence, he raised his head and smiled at the elf, and then lowered his head and continued to complete the task at hand. While the others flew over the swamp with the magic circle under their feet, the priest's feet did not slow down to keep up with the speed of the others, as if they were walking and distracted, and they also observed their surroundings and sketched a map on them.

This has given others a little more consideration for it.

This swampy land doesn't look big, but in fact, a few people have not reached the opposite forest after walking for seven days, except for the elves and priests, a trace of anxiety appeared on the faces of Kyle.

The dark element here was thick, but the priest's face did not show a look of exhaustion, but the movement of his feet slowed down. The elves also used magic blessings for seven days, and their faces gradually became fairer and better-looking.

Kyle is more comfortable with magic here, and when he sees Lilith's tired face, he protects her in his arms, and Kyle's spirit is much better.

Jerome was beastified all over his body, and it didn't have much effect on him here, but when he saw Lilith being held in Kyle's arms, his golden vertical pupils overflowed with a hint of murderous intent, but they quickly disappeared.

No one knows how long it will take, and Kyle had expected to be on the other side in a few days, but he found that it was far more than he expected.

It's been half a month, and a few people have stopped and stopped, while recovering their bodies, they are walking towards the other side, and no one has given up.

Since they have come to this land of death, they naturally come with their own purposes.

The priest took out a white ball of light and absorbed the light element inside, and when the ball of light disappeared into the air, the priest easily caught up with the speed of the crowd again, and the work at hand did not stop, but wrote faster and faster

At this time, in the Temple of Light, Ashur sat on the windowsill, looked down at the scroll in his hand, and read the information on it one by one. Opposite him sat Christina, dressed in white, who also held a scroll in her hand.

When the withered rose petals outside the window were swept up by the wind and fell to the ground again, Christina raised her head and said, "Asher, we should go." ”

"Christina, why are you so anxious?" Asher tilted his head to look at Christina and smiled, "Could it be that the man named Kyle made you so anxious to see him?" ”

"Asher, please don't say such things that don't fit your identity." Christina's eyes were calm and gentle, and she didn't show any dissatisfaction on her face when she heard Asher's words, "No one will disobey the Pope's orders, Asher, the paladins are waiting for us." ”

No one knows better than her what kind of person Asher is, after so many years of getting along, this person's personality has never changed.

Paranoid and capricious.

"Christina, you have eyes that are more beautiful than the stars in the sky, so please don't show those eyes." Ashur got up gracefully, walked to Christina's side, leaned down slightly, raised his hand and gently touched the corner of Christina's eyes, and said in an extraordinarily soft tone, "I can't help but want to dig it out, lest it ruin your beauty." ”

Christina took a breath, and two words welled up in her heart: madman.

Because, the look in Asher's eyes was not just joking, he was serious.

"Yes, that's it," Asher exclaimed, smiling, "My Christina is the most beautiful of all, like a frightened elk, and I want to treasure you." ”

“”

By the time Christina had come to her senses, Asher had already walked to the window, looked out at the thick rose vines, and said, "When you come back, these flowers will rot." You say, don't you? Christina. ”

Christina took a deep breath, the scroll in her hand was tightly grasped in the palm of her hand, it was already wrinkled, she let go of her hand, smoothing the folds of the scroll one by one. Her tone remained calm: "The decay of flowers is for the sake of rebirth again." ”

Ashur stretched out his hand and folded off a red rose that was as red as blood, smiling and speaking softly: "Even if it is reborn, it is not the original one, is it?" Christina. ”

Christina didn't answer, got up and walked outside.

Behind him, Ashur's voice came softly, with a gloomy tone: "Therefore, there is no betrayal again. ”

Christina, who walked to the door, paused slightly, and quickly disappeared.

The red rose in Ashur's hand was casually thrown to the ground by him, and then he laughed.

When he had laughed enough, Asher regained his usual elegant and noble appearance. He took the scroll, wrote a few words on it with his fingers, and then threw it on the table.

The paladins outside were already ready to wait for the Son of Light to go to the Land of Death together, and Ashur walked towards them in white clergy robes.

When the paladins saw the Son of Light, they all knelt on the ground and saluted respectfully, and then stood up at Ashur's signal. And the holy woman Christina, who was already riding a horse, saw Asher, only bowed her head slightly, and then rode away.

On this trip, they went to the Land of the Dead to strengthen the seals at the behest of the Pope, so that the undead spirits would be forever closed in the dark abyss and never be born.

This is the will of the God of Light