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"This is it..."

Lawrence took his elite Templars to the cemetery. At this time, the cemetery no longer had the magnificent scenery that Lillian had at that time.

The flowers that bloomed around the stele had all withered, showing a bleak scene.

After identifying the remaining traces of the fluctuations, Lawrence commanded a dozen Templar knights to enter the corridor first.

After a while, seeing that there was nothing abnormal, he also went down the tunnel with the remaining temple elites.

The winding corridors were pitch black, and the only sounds of footsteps could be heard among the temple members.

Time was of the essence, and the team did not light the torches, and although Lawrence unleashed a light spell, it only illuminated part of the place, and once it turned a corner, it was only endless darkness.

"Ah——!h

Suddenly, there was a terrible scream from the front of the road, and then fell silent, and Lawrence and the knights immediately stopped advancing.

"Bol?"

The acquaintance of the knight called, but there was no response,

"Go ahead and take a look." Lawrence narrowed his eyes and ordered.

Dozens of men crowded around Bishop Lawrence and walked forward, and after turning a roundabout passage, they finally spotted several Templars who had lost their voice.

Their faces were pale, and their bodies were leaning motionless against the wall by the corridor, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

Lining up the crowd, Lawrence took out a bright red divine book and stepped forward vigilantly.

Members above the bishop level of the temple will have to ask for a special divine book made by the temple, which is a textbook purified by the blood of the gods, with a huge and pure light divine power, which can be said to be the nemesis of all darkness and evil.

In the face of the danger that exists in the unknown, Lawrence did not dare to hold it up, so he took out this treasure at the bottom of the box.

As Lawrence walked up to the standing knight, he held up the Divine Book, bathing him in pure light energy. But the knight's chest only rose and fell, but he didn't make any movement.

Lawrence frowned and pulled down the knight's helmet.

The pale face immediately appeared in front of him, the knight's eyes were dull, his face was expressionless, his chest was still heaving, and his body didn't seem to have any obvious wounds, but it just didn't react to the changes in the outside world, as if... It's like a puppet without a soul.

The body is still alive, but it is unresponsive to the outside world, and the magic of light does not work, and with these points combined, Lawrence can only think of one possibility - the art of the soul!

He stared at the sluggish knight with his chest rising and falling regularly, and his heart was gloomy.

As the name suggests, the art of the soul is a spell aimed at the soul. This kind of spell that can be said to be extremely terrifying is exactly an ability unique to the demon race, and it is also a powerful force that cannot be restrained by the light magic technique.

According to the temple, only the most powerful demons of the demon clan can use it, and it has even been used as a signature ability that has been passed down from generation to generation.

Therefore, as soon as he found the knight who had been robbed of his soul, Lawrence immediately thought of the demon who had caused disaster on the continent five thousand years ago. If it weren't for the support and salvation of the God of Light, how could humanity have defeated these monsters that can be called natural enemies.

Bishop Lawrence stretched out his hand and patted the knight's cheek, still looking sluggish, Lawrence had such an expression on his face, but his heart became more and more vigilant.

Before coming to the ruins, he was ready to encounter demons. But now when I really come into contact with it, I inevitably have a little worry in my heart.

It's a terrifying creature that is the enemy of the god of light. Although Lawrence also has great strength, when the word 'legend' is added, it will be unnaturally shorter.

Even if he is a faithful believer in the God of Light and has divine powers, in the end, Lawrence is still just a person in his heart, and it is just normal to have such a timid mood.

"Da Da Da..."

Suddenly there was a faint sound of footsteps in front of the corridor, Lawrence quickly ordered his knights to move forward, leaving a few people to take care of the lost knights, and he quickly followed the team towards the depths of the corridor.

Despite his natural fear of demons, faith in the God of Light overcame this fear, and Lawrence was convinced that God was on his side.

The dim and narrow corridor finally ended, and after walking out of the passage, everyone's eyes suddenly opened up.

When Lawrence also came out, Rao couldn't help but look shocked as he was well-informed. I thought it was just someone's grave below, but I didn't expect it to be a huge complex of buildings towering underground.

"Whew-"

Everyone cautiously approached this ghostly underground city, wanting to enter and investigate the demons that might exist in it, but found that a black mist carrying a huge light sickle suddenly rushed out from the side.

Wielding a breathtaking scythe, it rushed to Bishop Lawrence's front in an instant, raised its scythe, and slashed at him with an indomitable momentum.

"Protect Your Excellency!"

Feeling the dark aura like a natural enemy, the knights guarding the Yongdao crossing quickly rushed over with their weapons, trying to stop the attack of the black mist.

"Great Illumination!"

In desperation, Lawrence lifted the divine book and released the powerful magic that had been accumulated in advance. A huge amount of light energy immediately poured out from the divine book, turning into a strong impact and hitting the black mist.

But at the moment when Lawrence unleashed his magic spell, the black mist retracted his scythe, rushed to the ground, and with the strong impact of light energy, he passed the besieging temple elite, and rushed straight towards the Yongdao at a faster speed than when he came, and disappeared into the pitch-black Yongdao in an instant.

"Damn! Chase! ”

Commanding his subordinates to quickly chase him out, Lawrence also reacted, the black fog just now was not really trying to attack him, but to pay attention to escape.

Once he is attacked, the knight guarding the gate is bound to come to the rescue, so that the passage is unobstructed, and the road is unobstructed, and the black mist can follow the impact and flee all the way.

The spirit was too nervous just now, Lawrence's conditioned reflex was a spell, and after releasing it, he found that the other party was going to escape, but it was too late to recruit him, so he could only watch the other party rush into the exit and leave in style.

It's too late to say anything now, only to track it down, and maybe there's a glimmer of hope.

As soon as Lawrence entered the corridor, he found a cloud of rubble in front of him, and several leading Templar Knights were clearing the blocked road with their swords.

"My lord! The corridor ahead was destroyed by the black shadow. ”

"Hurry up and clear the way out!"

Lawrence commanded, but he had little hope in his heart for tracking. Thinking of the questioning he faced when he returned to the temple, his heart felt heavy.

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When Reece and the other adventurers arrived at the cemetery, the people of the temple had long since disappeared.

After searching for a while, everyone immediately found the pitch-black corridor in the center.

"They must have gone in! We're fast, and we may not even be able to drink soup if we go late. ”

The people shouted and rushed towards the entrance of the corridor, only to find a dozen or so Templar Knights in armor rushing out of it, raising their swords, and without looking at them, they rushed towards the crowd, and a few unlucky adventurers who had not noticed were immediately killed.

People wanted to know what was going on, but the knights were like crazy and cut down when they saw someone. In addition, the cemetery is not very large, and most of the adventurers are still crowded in the back, not knowing the situation, and the people in front of them are not easy to do at will when they see the Templars, which makes a group of adventurers a mess.

"Uhhh

When people were messing around, a black shadow instantly rushed out of the corridor, drifting through the crowd like green smoke, taking advantage of the fact that people were attracted by the mad knight's attention, it brought a breeze, and a few ups and downs disappeared into the distance...

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