The defenses in the camp were far less tight than Locke thought, and the rest of the people in the camp had their necks cut in their sleep, and the smell of blood could no longer be suppressed, and the whole camp was pungent in the smell.

But to Locke's surprise, in the big tent in the middle of the camp, the people inside didn't seem to notice the changes outside. Just as Locke was about to step forward into the quiet tent, Demytia suddenly stopped him.

She shook her head, and stopped everyone from moving. "There's a magical enchantment here! It enveloped the entire tent, and the people inside didn't want to be disturbed. But they didn't know what was going on outside. ”

Gafde scratched his Mediterranean hair, and he looked at the camp tent in surprise, "Grand Priest, fellow believer in the Holy Light, how can I not see it?" I'm also a clergyman! ”

Demitea smiled, but didn't explain, she just told everyone else to take a few steps back.

Suddenly, Locke and the other clergy around him suddenly felt a different feeling from Demytia. It's as if she's gone from a warm sun to a cold ice cube that exudes nothingness!

It was as if her body had swallowed the light around her, and the surface of her entire body glowed outward!

"It's!! The power of the Shadow?! Gaffold looked at Demytia in surprise! Could it be that the two sides of the Holy Light, light and shadow, are really interconnected?! ”

Without giving Gaverd an answer, Demetia slowly raised her head, her hands raised to the sky, and her mouth was chanting. A large dark shadow appeared above the tent, twisting and tumbling and slowly falling on the top of the tent. A large shield of pure black shadows suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"After I untie it, don't do it." Demytia's voice cooled slightly, and she looked back at everyone, "There are four psychics who believe in the shadows, and they haven't noticed us yet. ”

The steps to unravel are very simple, and it can even be said that it is extremely easy. Demetia simply stretched out her hand to summon the shadows, and the shield that formed the shadows quickly rushed into her body. The moment the shield outside the tent was lifted, a cool blue glow appeared inside the tent. Moreover, the smell of blood wafting from inside the tent was no less than outside.

It's as if there was a massacre going on inside ....

The shrill voice of a dwarf in the tent was also transmitted at the right time. "What the hell is seeping out of there? Tell us, ghosts! ”

The hollow echoed in everyone's ears, "I won't say it, you madmen! Buried below is your end! ”

It seemed that the ghost's words made the people inside angry, and the ghost's different screams sounded in everyone's ears again.

He continued to torture him until he revealed the truth inside. I could feel our angels sleeping inside! We are to awaken Him and prepare for the war of our God in Silishus! ”

"But... Your Excellency, don't you inform Lord Twilight? A skeptical human voice said intermittently, "Lord Carré hopes to do more to become the Lord of Twilight..."

"You're an idiot! If we awaken the Divine Messenger, I will be able to become the Ascendant! I will become a true immortal at that time! ”

"And the three of you will be the new Twilight Lords, and you won't have to listen to that idiot from Carré."

"Will it continue the pointless run under him, or will it become the newly promoted Twilight King?"

"Alright then, my lord, we—" The curtain of the tent was suddenly opened, and a human in dark robes, speaking to the dwarf, walked out. However, they immediately noticed something unusual here.

Humans and dwarves don't seem to be able to react a little, and it's happening here... A group of nearly twenty people scattered around, quietly watching them, in the middle of the night....

"You... This is? The human looked at Locke in amazement... No response was received, and a high-speed, blue-glowing object in his gaze came into his sight.

Locke's DK sword was stuck in his face accurately, and the guy barely reacted, and fell straight on his back!

Demithia also suddenly attacked, she didn't give the dwarf who seemed to be a leader a chance to react, and the long spell was blurted out in just a moment. Shadow energy becomes a physical cage around the dwarves, keeping them inside.

"Up!" In just a short blink of an eye, the two enemies were eliminated. Through their conversations, Locke knew that there were at least two enemies in it. The golden almost thick holy light covered his body, and the holy shield transformed by the holy light covered his body, and he took out the phoenix double blade and rushed in first!

Boom! Syllable!

Two shadows rushed towards Locke one after the other, striking the shield of light in front of him, light and darkness canceling each other out and making a sound of Zla. Without waiting for Locke's order, the Scarlet Guards swarmed up and cut down the two men who didn't have time to cast spells to the ground...

Locke gasped, and now only the dwarf outside was controlled by Demytia in the camp.

Putting away all other distractions, Locke looked at the big tent.

On the ground were the carcasses of four brown bears with their chests hollowed out, arranged in regular order in the four corners of the tent, and their entrails thrown on a small altar in the middle. It is said to be an altar because Locke could see that there were some runic imprints on it that represented summoning and connectivity. They are haphazardly carved into boulders, and these boulders are often seen outside by the lake.

At this moment, on the boulder carved with runes, a transparent ghost was wandering, falling into a coma. Perhaps it was Locke who broke the confinement of the rune circle, or maybe it was they who killed the evil priests who imprisoned the ghosts, and the ghosts on the boulder soon awakened.

He looked around solemnly, slowly drifting down from the boulder circle, and then found Locke in the crowd. After looking Locke up and down, especially after he saw the phoenix twin blades from the elves in Locke's hand, the ghost's expression became happy and relieved, "Thank you very much!" Thank you for helping me! ”

"My soul has been trapped here for countless years, and although I don't know you, I can tell that you are a descendant of the noble royal family of Aratho!" The ghost looked at Locke's ornate and elegant two-handed greatsword and smiled and said, "This is the Quel'Thalas Elf, one of the swords of the Phoenix King.

"I have seen this sword before, in the hands of Anastarian Sunstrider. Only the people of the royal family of Araso could possibly get this saber! The ghost floated, circling around Locke with relief, "Which of my descendants are you?" ”

Locke opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say... Could it be that the Araso Empire has fallen apart? Your bloodline was cut off decades ago?

Fortunately, the ghost didn't dwell too much on this issue, and he immediately moved on to the most important problem he was currently facing.

"I'm Soladin, yes! Don't be surprised! Surely you've heard my name. Soladin was very happy to explain the history that had happened to him in front of people who were suspected of being descendants of his own blood,

It may be that time has passed, and Soladin's soul is a little confused, and his speech is intermittently chaotic.

"Listen, my child. I made a mistake many years ago that led me and my retainers to bury me in the cemetery. They should know this history," Soladin looked back at Tavad, who wore the robes of the Tyr Guards at Locke's side, "I went deep into the graveyard despite their hindrance, just for the foolish search for the origins of humanity!" ”

"It's just that what I didn't expect was that behind the cold stone walls of this mausoleum, there was a terrifying ancient evil god buried!" Soladin sighed, and he shook his head, "The retainers begged me to leave here, but I refused. As the founding emperor of mankind, my pride kept me from retreating because of the danger I couldn't see, but in the end it cost us all. ”

“... Alas, "At Soladin's sigh, he quickly gathered a layer of air mass in his hand, which turned into the shape of a heavy sword under his control. "The Titan Guardian of Tyr, served by the Tyr Guards, the evil god he killed has been awakened by us. One by one, the mightiest knights and wizards of my command died at its hands, and as I lay dying, I plunged my sword, the Sdomka, into its head...."

"My soul may have been cursed to be trapped in the mausoleum from which I could not be freed. Thousands of years have passed, and I have watched as the sword has kept that monster from coming back to life. But just yesterday, someone broke in! It's alarmed again! ”

Soladin came to Locke, and patted Locke's shoulder with his big illusory hand, "You are my blood!" The proud blood of Aratho! I'm sorry to have this dangerous matter in your hands! But you are my descendant, and you must take this responsibility! ”

"You must make up for this mistake committed by our family!"

Locke didn't know how to answer the descendants of Soladin the Great, but Old Tawad, the leader of the Tyr Guards on the side, shouted in shock, "What! Someone went in?! ”

"Yes, I'm sorry for my misunderstanding and rudeness to the Tyre Guards before. I apologize for my stupidity, but what I said is true! Just before I could be controlled, I saw a couple of people in the same clothes as them break in. Soradin said to Tawad apologetically, "I saw him pull out a weapon filled with the same aura as those evil gods, trying to awaken the evil god, and then I was pulled here by an unknown force. ”

"My lord! We've got to go down! Tawad urged Locke eagerly, "We must get the Silver Hand out before he awakens that monster!" Bury them all inside! ”