A pure white light fell from the sky, like a searchlight from the top of the stage in the dark night. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The forest elf in a black trench coat knelt on the ground, and the light shrouded him, protecting him like a protective shield.

The familiar burning sensation turned into a wave of heat that swept towards the Night Stalker's location, forcing the killer out of the attempting attack.

In the sky, the clouds that shot down the pillars of light dispersed, and a pair of large blue eyes appeared at the top, staring at the circular town of Mourning below.

"Mentor!"

The fairy of the forest bowed down to the blue eyes, the expression of despair on his face that had vanished in the moment of the light, and was replaced by a color of divine piety.

The huge eye that appeared in the sky was none other than Safra, one of the god kings of the light camp and the god of detection, known as the 'eye of the sky'.

"Old fellow!"

The head hovering in the night owl's belly spun around, its voice low and its tone tinged with resentment and disgust.

"It's a good thing for me again."

The god of disguise, 'Sonpys', who had changed into Jason's hockey mask, suddenly erupted in a deeper black light from the black circle connected to his skull.

The skull then protrudes from the night owl's body in a swirling fashion, first the hands, then the body, and finally the feet......

In just two seconds, the God of Disguise finally emerged from the black circle and floated in mid-air in front of the Night Stalker.

The creature was wearing a long black cloak, and it seemed to blend in with the night around him, and if it weren't for the night breeze gently flicking the corners of his clothes, it would have looked like the head of the god of disguise was floating in the air.

His back was raised high, his masked head hung almost from his chest, a pair of white gloves hovering where they should have been hands, and his arms seemed to be invisible, making the white gloves appear to have no connection to his body.

"It seems that the Temple of Light has completely stopped taking the transgressors seriously."

The white gloves of the god of disguise stand out against the black background, and they are casually spread outwards in a negotiating posture.

"When you discover a lost territory, you dare not report it to those who cross the border, but want to take it for yourself...... Tsk, you've forgotten the wrath of the transgressors. ”

The blue eyes in the sky showed a kind of hatred, and Safra ignored the disguised god, and an old voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, but it was to the fairy of the light, a believer of light, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Pious Moria, you have done enough, you have not turned your back on the light.

Now, you can return to the temple and continue to worship and protect the Light. ”

As soon as Safra's words fell, the body of the forest fairy who was kneeling on the ground began to slowly disintegrate into brilliant light particles under the illumination of the pillar of light.

The fairy of the forest, no, he should now be called the believer of light, Moria, bathed in the light, raised his head slightly, his face was pious and sacred, and in the last moment when the whole person turned into light, he shouted: "Praise the light!" ”

Is it really okay to just sit back and watch this guy be rescued?

The night owl who had been watching all this happening couldn't help but feel that the disguised god of the dark camp seemed a little passive when he met the light god king Safra, as if he couldn't do anything to the other party.

"As the oldest god-king, you obviously didn't seriously consider the consequences of this action......"

As if he was regaining his face, the god of disguise said in a gloomy tone: "Although this is a lost land that is not under the jurisdiction, it has also been eroded by the power of the transgressors, and the fact that these so-called players can enter this place is a good illustration.

Using the power of our God King here, it is easy to attract the attention of those who cross the boundary, otherwise, do you think you still have a chance to save your little believer? ”

"This territory belongs to your Dark Temple."

Suffra's voice echoed through the air again, as if he had no intention of arguing with the god of disguise, and his voice revealed a cold emotion.

"Hey, hey, I don't have to admit it, the near-polar night environment here is the most suitable for our dark warriors."

The god of disguise cut back to his original high-pitched voice, as if he had negotiated a deal with Safra, and let out his signature laugh in satisfaction.

"Then, I hope that the next time we meet, your Dark Temple can cultivate strong enough warriors here, after all, these are the backbone of the future fight against those who cross the boundary."

Safra dropped this sarcastic remark, and the huge eyes in the sky blinked twice, then gradually faded in mid-air, and the light that appeared with the eyes also disappeared, and the void in the sky that seemed to be like a gap was once again crowded with dark clouds around it, and the town of Lost Souls was once again completely plunged into darkness.

"Hmph, it's better than you pinning your hopes on a half-dead person."

The god of disguise said as if to fight back.

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"I'm here from the Dark Temple, not just to enclose this territory......"

The mask of the God of Disguise changed again, this time into a hideous humanskin mask.

"Do you know that the power of the bloodline in your body has reached the peak of your current level, and you can't reach the next level without the God King's grant.

Lord Dire takes you very seriously, and I have been ordered by him to activate your next layer of dark bloodline. ”

Songpith reveals his true intentions, much to the Night Stalker's flattery.

Having said that, the Dark Warrior's special identity is quite useful, and Paine's contempt can help him get rid of a lot of traps.

To the Nightstalk's surprise, he was able to get the attention of the Faction Leader - he didn't think he was the only player in the huge killing game who was given the status of Dark Warrior.

"So, let me help you get promoted now!"

The white gloves of the god of disguise spread their ten fingers and shook them flexibly, as if a magician was taking the lead in testing the audience when performing a clever close-up magic trick.

A white mist emerged from the hands, and the mist was being pulled by the white gloves towards the night owl's body.

Then, when all this was over, the Night Stalker found that nothing had changed.

"Don't worry, your data has been modified, but due to the special nature of the current scene, you need to return to the player space before you can get hints."

The god of disguise saw the night stalker's question, and patiently explained to the dark warrior, who was already considered a 'veteran'.

Next, he pointed with his white gloves at the two Blue Ocean Guild who were still in a state of time freeze not far away, as well as the aboriginal of the scene, Philip Ojumo, the betrayer of light.

"Now, get rid of all these trash fish!"

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