Fang Yu retracted his expression, and was a little cold again, only gently lowering his left hand, and the metal glove clicked.

The girl's slender body, the gorgeous appearance of silver, the twelve sharp blades roared, and they were all flattened, and the blades were intertwined, reflecting the cold light in the darkness. The Courier took a step back, and although he was nearing the end of his life, there was no trace of fear on his pale face, and he only threw away the skull staff in his hand. The skull slammed into the rock wall and shattered.

Under Fang Yuan's order, the six energy angels lowered their center of gravity together, flashing their silver gazes, and entered the final position before attacking. The Messenger raised his hand, his right hand into a knife, and roared in a hoarse voice: "In the name of the dragon and the undead beast, the Lord of the Lord, Andrew, answers my call——! ”

A knife into his chest.

But the scene of blood splattering did not appear. The Courier's hand seemed to turn into a cloud of smoke and plunged into his equally atomized chest, and when he looked up again, a strange smile appeared on his pale countenance.

Bang –

There seemed to be an echo in the darkness.

It was like the beating of a huge heart, and everyone felt their hearts beat suddenly.

Fang Yu shook his head, almost thinking that he was hallucinating in front of him. Something seemed to be watching each of them in the darkness, but he looked there, and it was nothing more than an empty rock wall.

He came back to his senses and looked at the 'messenger' not far away.

The latter's face was full of painful and distorted expressions, but in the depths of his eyes was a strange smile, and his voice was low and hoarse and almost cracked—he sneered:

"It's too early to rejoice, boy."

Fang Yu only took a light breath.

His heart was as calm as ever, this was one of the greatest proofs that the Elector system was connected to the roots of this world, and the moment the other party was marked as a lord-level creature, everyone knew that the other party's power had another source.

Otherwise, the other party is not worthy of this title. It's just that Fang Yu has never been in the habit of waiting for his opponent to finish his preparations, and before the 'messenger' can finish talking nonsense, he has already made a move, and the six energy angels are staggered back and forth at the same time, launching an attack.

Between the messy light and shadow, the blade of the blade flickered with silver light, as if silver lines unfolded in the darkness.

However, the 'messenger' with his hands on his chest seems to have acquired a transcendent perception ability at this moment, and can distinguish the true body and phantom of the Angel from the previous memories and perceptions. I saw him turn sideways, and at the same time, he summoned a bone spear in his hand with an extremely fast spell casting speed in his left hand.

And then throw it forward -

The bone spear flew towards an energy angel, and the force field ring above the metal girl's head flashed, restraining it from retreating. However, the bone spear still grazed her waist and flew past, leaving an inch-deep hole there.

Fang Yu frowned, and with a stroke of his hand, a beam of light shot out of the darkness, shining on the wound of the Angel of Energy—it was the engineering machine that was starting to repair remotely.

At the same time, the previous 'messenger's move of giving way to the back just allowed the attack of the only one of the three capable angels behind him. The two sides exchanged attacks in one round, and for the first time, the 'messenger' could not free his hand to attack Fang Yuan.

However, Fang Yu obviously did not take advantage of it in the slightest.

Fang Yu couldn't help but glance at the other party with some surprise, the power in the darkness had not yet shown other abilities, but at least it had strengthened the other party's perception ability a thousand times.

He had never heard of such a power in his memory.

And who is Andron, the Lord of the Supreme?

I've never heard of such a name.

It's just that although this thought flashed through his mind, it didn't affect the movement of his hand in the slightest. With a slight press of his left hand, the missed Angel of Energy regained his center of gravity, regained his balance, and took turns attacking the Courier in two staggered rounds under his deliberate control.

Don't give the other party a chance to fight back.

Such an offensive is in full swing, but the magic power is consumed rapidly-

The battle was at a stalemate for a while. But the 'messenger' didn't seem to be in a hurry, and was pulling his hand out of his chest little by little—and the power in the darkness seemed to be growing stronger, so much so that everyone below the mine heard a heavy, powerful heartbeat slowly approaching.

"His summons are getting stronger," the archer's anxious voice came from the communication channel, "we can't hold it back." ”

Fang Yu did not answer.

Now everyone needs to do their best, and there is no need for him to comfort them.

On the other hand, however, the Courier frowned as well, and after a few rounds of exchanging skills, he was somewhat puzzled to find that his bone spear and necromancy did not seem to have the desired effect.

He clearly remembered that he had hit the strange construct several times, but if he looked closely, how could there be a wound under the other party's silver exterior?

Fang Yu keenly noticed this.

He suddenly realized why-necromancers are more sensitive to life, and flexible structures do not have life characteristics, because the light of remote cultivation is too dim, the other party's detection ability in ordinary vision is actually not much stronger than ordinary people.

To put it simply, the 'messenger' didn't seem to realize until now that there was an engineering machine lurking in the darkness that was constantly restoring the blood of the Angels.

This discovery made him frown, and his heart settled down a little.

He is also waiting for an opportunity.

It was at this time that the Messenger finally pulled out his right hand from his chest, holding a dark light in his hand, which seemed to beat faintly rhythmically, like a strong and powerful heart.

And the wound on his chest, the mist surging and converging, repaired as before, leaving not a single wound.

The pained voice on the 'messenger's face instantly relaxed, and his hoarse voice laughed maniacally: "Ha, you missed your last chance...... Now it's my turn......"

He lifted the heart, and countless arrows of light radiated from the black light, some of which struck the phantoms of the angels, instantly dissipating them into nothingness; Others hit the main body of the Angel, sending the two Angels flying together.

Under the black light, all the illusions in the mine suddenly disappeared.

On the other side, there were also the exclamations of several musketeers in the distance, mixed with the muffled snort of someone, as if someone was injured.

The Messenger saw two angels fly out and crash into the rock wall, so he pointed his heart at the Plover - and he was about to cast a spell, but saw the young man in front of him say nothing, only pointed his hand at him.

Behind the 'Messenger', an angelic phantom that should have vanished was now spreading its blue shield and carrying down a bolt of light, and then the shield suddenly closed, and a silver light flashed forward.

The Angel of Energy flashed and crashed into the Messenger's back.

The shield had exhausted all of the Angel's magic, and the impact only sent the Messenger stumbling forward. It's just that the latter still has a look of surprise and disbelief on his face - the two real bodies are obviously in front, how can there be a body behind him?

But when he raised his head, he only saw Fang Yuan's serious face.

Fang Yu did not explain.

There is no need to answer.

Because he can actually control more than two power angels.

Fang Yu gently lowered his hand, and at that moment he finally waited for the voice that had been waiting for a long time—in the darkness, Miss Tata's voice came clearly: "We only have one chance, Mr. Knight." ”

"The heart in that man's hand is connected to a powerful and primordial force, and it is impossible for us to defeat it without cutting it off."

"Delis and I will try it once, Mr. Knight must be ready."

Fang Yu had already prepared, and he lowered his hand with some relaxation.

The glow on the three Angels dimmed at the same time, meaning that their controllers had relinquished control of them—and at the same time, on the roof of the cave that no one had noticed, three wasp-like structures had quietly fallen.

They lay a small floating ball in the air and slowly descended.

The Dragon-worshipping 'Courier', who had been knocked out of balance, was not aware of this in the slightest, after all, under the continuous reinforcement of dark power, this little impact naturally could not cause him any damage.

He only carefully held the heart in his hand, for fear that it would fall to the ground, because as long as this thing was still there, it would be impossible for the other party to defeat him.

But without knowing it, he stumbled into the small ball floating in front of him - and the levitating bomb was immediately fired. Although for a boss of his level, these bombs are not worth mentioning at all.

However, the stun cost that came with it still worked, at least causing him to pause for a moment.

It was that moment.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a white shadow flicker.

What is that?

The thought is still stuck in the courier's mind - a cat? Unaware of the danger, the cat landed lightly on his hand, and the messenger's eyes widened at that moment.

It felt like a sword of holy light, with a blazing light, and a sword slashed down, slashing on his forearm, making him unable to think at all, and only subconsciously let go of his hand.

The black light flew out of his hand.

However, it did not hit the ground as one might expect, but was suspended in mid-air.

At that moment, Tata's voice sounded in Fang Yuan's mind: "It's now-"

Then another voice seemed to be saying to him, "Lean in! Fang Yu didn't have time to think about who these two voices were, because he had already seen a dagger shoot from the darkness.

The black light in the middle.

It arrived at the same time as a message from Alyssa:

"I'm here, Captain."

Fang Yu didn't want to think about it, turned around and shouted with all his might: "Ji Ta, it's now!" ”

Miss Naturalist was already so nervous that she was almost holding her breath, she nodded hurriedly, opened the silver magic book, and put it on the page with her hand:

"Look over here!"

She shouted.

Except for Fang Yu, everyone in the cave looked in that direction in unison. But Kita only closed her eyes, and her huge glasses seemed to reflect a rising golden flame—

She was chanting aloud:

“…… They saw a blazing ......"

“…… Like a light blooming in the darkness. ”

"It was a ...... sun"

"Endless light and flame, streaked across the night sky ......"

The Ride to the Sun, Chapter 3, 12 verses, is an excerpt from the brightest of the great hymns, one of the most recited praises of the Ori faithful in their lifetimes.

When the Messenger heard this, he suddenly realized that there was another man in the darkness. And there is only one kind of person who will carry the magic power in his voice and recite these ancient chapters.

That's a naturalist.

He had heard about the spell and realized in his heart that it was not good, but it was too late.

As Kita described it, like a flame of the sun rising in the cavern, everyone saw the carriage running in the golden sun—the first rays of the morning light, which pierced everyone's pupils like sharp arrows.

Everyone screamed, subconsciously closed their eyes, and tears burst out of their eyes.

It's not powerful, but it's amazing.

Oli's purity and righteous power made an existence like the Necromancer powerless to resist, and the Courier, though extremely reluctant, instinctively made him cover his eyes with his hands.

This was the last thing he saw.

Fang Yu had already put on his goggles, switched to the dark lenses of the filter, and raised his hand—the endless light seemed to be concentrated on his metal gloves, and his five fingers were gently brought together.

Four golden shadows swirled in all directions, towards the necromancer in the center of the cave.

And then four.

The light shrank suddenly, and out of it a new star was born, even brighter.

It was like the first light of the universe, and it dimmed all the lights around it, even the magic of the naturalist's young lady—and the ground shook slightly.

A deafening roar pierced everyone's ear drums, and only a flash of light and shock waves could be seen in their field of vision—but before the wind could blow, Fang Plover gave the order again.

Four more clockwork goblins flew over.

Twelve fire djinns flew into the flames of the explosion.

……

There was a little snow in the forest.

It seems to be getting late, and the temperature is not as rosy as it used to be. The north wind howled and brought up a thin layer of snow, which began to fall again in the area after nightfall.

And the blood thistle glade is even more cold to the bone, making people who are still in the snow almost hallucinate, as if there are endless strange shadows approaching in the surrounding fir forest—the moonlight occasionally penetrates the thick clouds, and the snow is a pale light.

The young man, who was so seriously injured that he was already dying, lay motionless on the ground, coughing weakly twice.

Everyone looked at their leader, and their hearts were a little desolate, but there was nothing they could do, and this was the case with inferior skills—there was no Elector's Rights Protection Association in Aitaria to care about these things.

Stargate Harbor can restrain the behavior of the Elector, even ordinary adventurers, but the "Stargate Declaration" has no meaning for these cultists. However, the head of the regiment did not speak, and the group did not choose to break up and return to the nearby resurrection temple.

It's a little hard to suffer, but it's better not to die than to lose Starlight. The necromancer had entered the mine, and they didn't know what was going on down there, but there was a glimmer of hope that they would die at the hands of the lich.

The bodies of the two ladies in the snow have long since disappeared, leaving only striking traces of blood.

Somewhat glaring.

But what is even more strange is the fir forest in the distance, the strange shadows in the forest seem to be getting closer and closer, the shadow longing always gives people a sense of unease, and there seems to be a bright reflection in the forest at a moment.

Everyone shook their heads vigorously, thinking that they had delusions because it was too cold, how could there be reflections in the forest? But suddenly, the reflection became clearer—a narrow light that flickered and vanished.

Then a roar was heard.

It was the troll's voice at the edge of the woods, and the snow from the fir trees not far away was falling.

People were stunned for a moment, and then they reacted, it was not an illusion, but someone came. Is it someone who adventurers always send? There will inevitably be some unrealistic hopes in people's hearts.

Although the Adventurers' Guild in Masonke Creek had issued an announcement early in the morning, they also knew that the other party would not come by such a coincidence.

A golden light flashed in the darkness in the distance.

Then they saw a colossal shadow staggering back from that direction, striking its head against the fir tree, which made an overwhelmed sound, bent down, and fell to the ground.

It's the troll—

The people's eyes widened in disbelief, even though they knew that Mountain was just an elite troll, not a boss. In this combination, the real boss is the necromancer.

But the question is, how many people can fight off level 20 elite trolls with their bare hands?

What's more, that person is still a slender girl.

The troll roared and pounced again.

But there was only a thin figure in the snow, and the maid alone raised her hand lightly and deftly, and the huge constructed fist gauntlet held the wooden stick in the troll's hand, so that it could not move an inch.

She looked up and gave the troll a cold look.

The latter shuddered for a moment, and through the instinct of the beast, he was already vaguely aware of the slightest hint of something wrong.

Behind the maid, everyone saw a tall Rotao lion and a young man also revealing their figures.

The latter came forward with a deep and shallow foot, carrying a thin sword in his hand, with a pointed hat and an erected collar that covered his face tightly, leaving only a pair of glittering eyes to look at them.

Only then did everyone realize that the flash they had seen earlier was the sword in the young man's hand.

The boy didn't look at the troll, walked to a stop not far from them, and asked, "What are you waiting for, get up and fight together?" "Everyone was stunned when they heard this, thinking to themselves Are you stupid and can't see the undead black swordsman behind us?

But the young man said angrily, "You don't care about these chickens and dogs behind you, do you?" ”

The undead black swordsman is also a dirt chicken?

If it weren't for the fact that they were being controlled by others, these people would probably have already scolded, what are you pretending to be, and you have the ability to deal with these black swordsmen? But the boy seemed to hear them: "Okay, I'll help you solve these problems—"

Unhurriedly, he put the sword back into its sheath with his backhand, then looked behind everyone and said softly:

"Down—"

And in that moment -

As if it were an earthquake, the ground shook slightly.

Then there was a 'bang', and everyone only felt a release behind them, and more than a dozen undead black swordsmen unexpectedly dimmed their eyes, and at the same time fell to their knees, and then scattered, scattering into the snow with the pitch-black armor on their bodies.

Everyone watched in amazement.

"?"

Is this guy plugging in?

This is probably the only thought in everyone's minds at the moment.

……