Chapter 438: Soaring Clouds and Fog

Diego understood exactly what was going on. Yes, it's an evil spirit! An evil spirit has possessed Brian's body!

"Masrae, hold him!" He roared loudly as he flipped through the Covenant quickly, searching for the spell he wanted.

Although he didn't quite understand what was going on, out of trust in Diego, the druid pounced and crushed the dwarf who had not yet recovered from the panic. The lightning energy that swirls around the Storm Hammer erects the bear's hair like a huge fluffy furball.

"Hold him down! Hold him down! The numb bear shouted with a slurred tongue.

Diego flipped to the page where the exorcism was recorded, and then activated the Holy Light spell recorded on his face,

"In the name of the Light, drive out evil!" He shouted.

In the next moment, a bright burst of holy light energy erupted, enveloping the twisted giant bear and the dwarf in its illumination.

The giant bear didn't feel anything, the light of the holy light made his whole body warm, very comfortable, and the paralysis on his body was reduced a lot, but the dwarf who was pressed below suffered a great sin, although the giant bear was above him, but the holy light was not a light in the simple sense, its power was permeable, like mercury pouring into the ground, pervasive. In its light, the dwarf stumbled violently like a fish thrown ashore, struggling, and even with the strength of the giant bear, he almost broke free.

Diego raised his right hand, keeping the light oppressive, and gradually, the dwarf's tremor trembled less, and finally came to a complete still.

"Done?" The bear climbed up from the dwarf and asked.

"Perhaps?" Diego replied uncertainly, the statute of limitations for detecting evil spells had passed, and he couldn't tell whether this exorcism had succeeded or not, to tell the truth, he hadn't had a few exorcism experiences, and he didn't know much about the procedures for exorcism.

Just as he hesitated to detect whether the evil would cause irreparable damage to the dwarves' bodies, the druids were fiddling with the dwarves' storm hammer, which had just made him suffer enough, and his tongue was still numb.

It is a magically charged warhammer that the Hammer Dwarves often use to throw enemies at the back of a griffin, and the magic attached to it causes it to fly back to the user. Even more impressive is the origin of its name - this warhammer is forged with a large amount of wind elemental essence, which makes its hammer always haunt its head with a crackling cloud of lightning energy.

Masrae carefully pinched the handle of the hammer—the Chimera skin wrapped around it would have protected him from lightning—and looked it over and over again. Finally, he grinned and mischievously stabbed the dwarf with his hammer.

He had forgotten that he and the dwarves were stacked together.

In a flash of electric light, the giant bear who was electrocuted couldn't help but howl in pain. But just then, a surprising scene happened.

With a soft "pop", a translucent shadow broke away from the dwarf and floated in the air. It was the image of a long-eared elven woman, dressed in a long gauzy dress, her long blue hair undulating like aquatic grass behind her head. A sparkling crescent moon necklace shone with a cold starlight around her neck, a historic elven ornament, a family heirloom from her ancestors.

It was this necklace that made Diego recognize who it was - Baroness Anastali, an undead banshee!

Annastari has always faithfully followed her human husband, even after death. While Baron Rivendell was ordered to garrison Stratholme, she also came to the City of the Dead to guard one of the three psychic towers. Now, she followed Rivendell to the Psychic Academy.

The banshee glanced with some fear at the storm hammer in the bear's paws, as if she was still reluctant to give up on her new toy. Seeing her like this, Masrae gritted his teeth and slammed the hammer in his hand down on the dwarf again!

As soon as poor Brian woke up, he was shivering with electricity and almost fainted again.

Masrae, who was also trembling with electricity, did not howl this time, he gritted his teeth and looked at the banshee as if to say, "Come on, come and hurt each other!" If you dare to have another evil spirit, I will dare to electrify you again! ”

Baroness Annastari let out a piercing wail, and floated far away from the bridge, and then slowly fell into the dense crowd of undead below, and disappeared.

Behind Masrae, Diego let out a long breath and lowered his death gaze, already bayonet-loaded. The banshee and the dwarf were too close just now, and he poured the holy light energy directly into the stone crow's bayonet - if you charge the bullet, the interval between each shot is too long, and the bullet is not as good as the bayonet in such a close fight.

At this time, the orcs were finally dragged up from under the bridge. He had only broken a few ribs, but he still seemed conscious.

"Guys, I owe you one more time!" As soon as he came up, he shouted loudly at the top of his voice.

"Come on, I can't even remember how many times you owe me!" Dezko said dissatisfiedly as he rubbed his tail.

"You've got to be glad you have an extra tail than we do!" Beside him, the lieutenant said with a wicked smile.

The minotaur couldn't help but roll his eyes.

The crowd burst into laughter, and even the dwarves, who didn't understand what was going on, giggled.

"Alright, guys, it's time to get out of this place!" Diego announced loudly. The rumbling footsteps of the Death Knights behind him were getting closer and closer, and if they didn't leave, they really wouldn't be able to walk.

They took a step and walked in the direction of the exit. Diego and Dezko walked at the back of the line, and when they reached the bridge, Diego turned and looked at the pursuers who had just emerged from the other end of the bridge.

"Dezko, break this bridge!" He whispered to the Minotaur Shaman.

The latter nodded knowingly, and then began to summon the power of the earth. In the depths of the earth, the power of the earth was almost everywhere, and he could easily gather enough power for his own use.

He took a step forward, then lifted a hoof and stomped it down hard.

The moment his hoofs touched the deck, the deck began to tremble violently, and the solid rock deck rippled violently like water waves, and after a few seconds, the deck could no longer withstand the tremors of the earthquake, and the whole thing shattered. Moving forward from the hoofs of the minotaur shaman, the collapsing stone fell with a bang, smashing the densely packed undead soldiers in the lower hall.

"Well done!" Looking at the angry Death Knights across the bridge, Diego said with satisfaction.

He turned, followed the minotaur, and headed for the exit. However, at this moment, he was surprised to find that he suddenly rose from the ground and flew in the direction behind him like a cloud.

"Oh! Damn it! He couldn't help but scream.