Following in Edward's footsteps, Barron and the others entered a dimly lit stone chamber.

The stone chamber was filled with the smell of decay and decay.

On the left side of the stone chamber were several cabinets, on which were hundreds of bottles and jars, these jars were inky black, and the corpses or parts of some animals and plants could be faintly seen inside.

On the right side of the stone chamber is a workbench, and on one side of the workbench there are several iron cages, and a thick layer of dust covers the surface of these remaining things, telling the long time the stone chamber has been vacant.

Edward's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes shone with a faint golden light, and in Edward's sight, a pale blue trail like phosphor led to the depths of the stone chamber.

Without hesitation, Edward moved again, following the blue trail deeper into the stone chamber.

"——!!!"

Walking through a narrow passage, Edward had just stepped into another room when a faint blue shadow suddenly appeared in front of Edward.

A piercing screech swept over with a terrifying sound wave, and Edward's shield rippled violently, crumbling as if it might shatter at any moment.

"Huh——! 呲——! 呲——! 呲——! ……”

Just when Edward frowned and was about to give the resentful banshee in front of him who didn't know what to do, a new change occurred in the resentful banshee in front of him, as if his vision was blurred, and more than a dozen ghosts suddenly appeared in the dark blue banshee in Edward's eyes.

At the same time as the ghosting, there were more than a dozen banshee screams that sounded at almost the same time!

"Click-"

In the face of this sudden multiple impact, Edward's face changed drastically, and the golden holy shield in front of him couldn't even resist for a second, and directly shattered into countless pieces, turning into bits of golden light and disappearing into the air.

"That is the territory of the High Lord, that is the inviolable sacred realm, respond to my call, manifest, holy land dominated by the golden scepter!" Edward raised the Bible in his hand and chanted a eulogy, and the golden light spread from Edward's feet, and finally turned into an inverted hemisphere, protecting Edward and the others.

Looking at the constantly flickering ripples on the newly appeared golden light mask, Edward looked back at the group of vegetable-looking iron wolves behind him, and couldn't help but reach out and wipe the cold sweat on his head.

Fortunately, this defensive magic released in conjunction with the "Ancient Asian Bible" began to take effect when the first word was sung, otherwise a few seconds later, he might have to carry the group of Iron Wolf out alone.

"My head hurts...... By the way, Captain, when did you learn the doppelganger magic? Lim clutched her head in a pale face, looking like she was on the verge of burping, and she raised her trembling hand to Miss Luna, the only healer on the team, "Sister Luna, quick, give me a rejuvenation technique, I feel like I can save it." ”

"[Breathe naturally]." Miss Druid, who was also pale, rolled her eyes at that time, and reluctantly released a group low-level natural divine art.

The soft sound of the wind accompanied by the strong natural atmosphere gave the Barron team a feeling that they were finally alive again.

The dwarven musketeer Wack looked at the resentful banshee behind the golden light curtain, rubbed his eyes and sighed: "This thing has really become a dozen, I thought I was dazzled, no, I have to take a sip of wine to refresh myself......"

"What is this? Wraithing Banshee? Didn't I hear that the Wraithing Banshee can play ghost clones, mutants? Barron stared blankly at the ghost figure in front of him, "And what is it doing now?" Cowardly? ”

Edward sighed softly as he looked at the resentful banshee in front of him, who had returned to a state of unity after multiple screaming eruptions, and then shrunk into the corner of the wall trembling.

The spirit of the Wraith Banshee changed violently, and Edward could feel it: fear, anger, despair, anticipation, sadness......

"Using necromantic magic to forcibly unite more than twenty souls and then transform them into resentful banshees, it is another method of necromancy that is listed as a taboo."

It's a pity that I don't know who the necromancer left behind this ruin is, otherwise Edward would have been able to send this necromancer an immortal church hunt order just by this scene in front of him.

"A group of pathetic souls." Looking at the artificial banshee in the corner not far away, who shivered and looked at this side with fierce eyes from time to time, Edward's eyes shone with pity.

"Help me...... Please, save me......"

A murmuring of soul whispers came from the ever-changing wraith-spirited banshee, and the pleading voice made Edward frown.

Maybe it was because they were close, Barron and the others also heard the cry for help from the Wraithing Banshee, Barron's face showed a look of surprise, and he looked at the Wraithing Banshee with a flickering gaze: "This is...... Could it be that this guy is praying for purification? ”

Purifying the undead, this kind of thing, the well-informed Barron still knows a little.

For priests, the purification of the undead can almost be said to be a daily routine, and the priests spend their free time in public cemeteries in order to purify the undead in case the undead hurt people.

However, here, the prayer of the resentful banshee in front of him became a little complicated, because ...... It's too strong!

High-level undead make it easy for them to dissipate, but it's not easy to purify them.

Generally speaking, if the undead above the fourth order want to be purified, they need at least ten priests of the same level, or one priest master who is one level higher than the purified undead.

The resentful banshee in front of him made Barron and his companions hit the street with just one scream, and it can be seen that the resentful banshee in front of him also has at least a fourth-order rank!

Fourth-order Wraith Spirit Banshee, it takes about ten priests of the same level to have a chance to purify them.

Unfortunately, Edward was the only fourth-order priest present right now.

Little Father Edward was amazing and strong, and he might be worth ten men alone.

But unfortunately, the Wraith Banshee in front of her has another desperate quality, it is a banshee synthesized by a fallen necromancer using necromantic magic, and it is different from a normal Wraith Banshee from the beginning of its birth.

In game terms, this Wraith Banshee is the existence of the boss template, and if he wants to purify it completely, Barron suspects that he needs at least a sixth-order archpriest to barely do it, or a hundred-member group of fourth-order priests!

"Lord Edward, you don't want to purify it, do you?"

Edward nodded in response to Barron's question, "It asked me for help." ”

Secretly complaining that Edward was indeed a priest who was stupid in reading the Bible, Barron pretended to have a serious look on his face, he stared at Edward's small body seriously, and said cautiously: "With all due respect, Your Excellency, you may not be able to purify this resentful spirit banshee if you squeeze yourself dry." ”