"Haha! Bastard! That's what happens when you're against Mistress Mescal! Seeing that the half-elf collapsed weakly, the ghoul mage laughed heartily again, and with the experience just now, he no longer left his hand, endured the severe pain all over his body, and slowly got up from the ground, and the sharp claws were clearly reflected in Ryan's eyes in the moonlight. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

That's the end of it? Of course not!

Treat minor injuries!

Airplanes! As Ryan's thoughts moved, the morning light blessing that was still clenched in his hand suddenly bloomed with a gentle golden light.

Successfully heal minor injuries and restore 6 health.

Feeling the control of his body again, Ryan let out a roar of rage and bounced off the ground, and the golden glow on the morning light blessing had turned into a brilliant streamer before it had subsided.

Poof! As if the sound of the cloth being torn resounded through the riverbank, the delicate long sword pierced deep into Meska's chest, and half of the blade pierced through his body, bringing up a cloud of black blood that burst out of his back.

Piercing (Heavy Attack) -12, near-death.

With a foot on Mescal's chest, Ryan pulled out his sword, and the half-ghoul who had lost his strength fell into the dirt, his pupils gradually dilated, and his life was short.

The cold feeling in his chest was still vivid, and Ryan had to thank the longsword in his hand once again. With the exception of undead creatures and constructed creatures, which have no constitution, when a creature's health drops below 0, it will fall into a near-death state, at which point it is almost impossible to perform normal actions, either waiting for others to rescue them, or waiting for death.

However, Lady Luck favors the Morning Blessing as a magical weapon with healing magic that can heal the wielder with just one thought. Looking at the temporary state of the suffix, the idea of becoming a paladin suddenly came to Ryan's mind.

It's better to wash and sleep, your own chaotic and neutral camp is completely out of step with the standard of order and kindness of the Losanda believers...

"Let it go... No... Looking at Mescal, who was begging for mercy and trying to get up, Ryan felt no waves in his heart, and the scimitar in his right hand was raised high and slashed towards his neck.

Critical blow (decapitation), Mescal dies.

Battle Settlement: Kill 1 and a half ghoul mages and gain 300 experience.

Experience pool: 876

The experience of almost reaching the upgrade standard, since he had just turned around at the gate of death, the cold feeling still did not seem to subside, and Ryan's heart was not as happy as he imagined.

Sure enough, it's not necessarily yourself who knows you best. Although Ryan has been a mage for six years, he still makes the textbook novice mistake of a ranger facing a mage. I gave the other party too much space and time to cast spells, if this battle didn't give the other party a chance to breathe at the beginning, and directly launched a Ling Yan offensive, I'm afraid I wouldn't necessarily be so embarrassed.

Putting away his weapon and glancing at the light crossbow lying alone in the muddy water, a hint of pity appeared on Ryan's face. Unlike other weapons, the crossbow requires little to no training and is accurate and efficient, but due to the precision of the parts, there is a high probability that it will be useless if it is not completely damaged in combat.

One can only hope that what this mage has left for himself will be worth it. Rubbing his palms together, Ryan half-crouched down next to Mescal's corpse, groping around him.

Soon, Ryan picked up a finger-thick book, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. Carefully opening it, familiar patterns and nouns come into view.

Magic tricks, teleportation, reading magic, transcription... The first ten or so pages are all records of these commonly used 0-ring spells, and the familiar spell modeling makes Ryan almost laugh.

0 ring spells, also known as tricks, are basically some functional spells, and the few that can cause damage are also pitifully weak, but this is the foundation of a mage. Trick is somewhat similar to a spell-like ability, with few restrictions other than a cooldown of about ten minutes after each use, and it is one of the most commonly used skills in a caster's life.

Flipping back, in addition to the few spells that Mescal had just cast, Necromancy, Sleep, Panic, Magic Transfiguration, Dementia's Touch, and Cloud Mist were all low-level magic that Ryan was familiar with. Looking at the more than a dozen spells that were fully recorded, Ryan was a little stunned for a moment.

This half-ghoul has learned more than he expected, considering that when Ryan first became a level 4 mage, the spell book recorded less than half of his spells! It's really not as good as a ghost!

There was still a large blank space in the entire mage technique, and Ryan simply flipped through it, holding his breath and began to verify his conjecture. Placing the spell book in front of him, his mind moved, and he once again assigned the experience to the mage.

After a while, Ryan opened his eyes, and there was a dullness in his gaze, and he could faintly see a trace of loss, failure!

The experience pool has not changed, and the mage's professional level has not changed either, so he is completely out of order now. It seems that he can only find a chance to ask other mages, and with a long sigh, the feeling of loss did not last long, after all, there is still a pile of loot in front of him, hoping to surprise himself.

However, the truth is cruel, Mescal is a poor ghost, he can't even scrape together a single gold coin, and the materials for casting spells are all worthless goods. And the cloth bag that was placed aside was filled with death knell flowers, necromantic moss, water ghost brains, and human bones, which were related to necromancy and research, although they were rare, but most of them were some shady things.

Except for this spell book, which is barely worth a dozen gold coins, the others are some miscellaneous items that cannot be put on the table.

Sorting the loot away, Ryan shook his head, rested for a while, and slowly left with Mescal's head in his hands.

In the distance, the corner of darkness suddenly shook rapidly, and with a slight sound, I saw a crow rising from the grass as if it had melted into the night.

The speed of the crow was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye it had come to the residential area on the shore, and three figures who also blended into the night were waiting quietly in front of them.

"Wonderful battle, I gave them so many reminders, and finally got rid of this eye-catching guy. This is? Kellot's mongrel? Hehe, interesting. Stretching out his tightly wrapped palm and gently stroking the crow's feathers, the voice of the man in the middle looked a little surprised, and chuckled lightly, as if a biting cold wind was blowing.

"The game is finally about to begin."

The light of dawn slowly rose from the east, and the faint golden light that fell on Ariel dispelled the darkness little by little, and the industrious people of Cormier woke up from their sleep early, and the city of Horncreek, built on the edge of the Lake of Dragons, was once again revitalized.

Staying outside the Temple of the Lord of Dawn, Ryan stroked the golden sword, sighed, and walked towards the temple.

Morning Light Blessing (not available)

Sword

Slash/Piercing

1d8（×2）

Class: Paladin/Priest

Faction: Orderly and kind

Special Attributes:

Enemies of evil

Blessing 0 shots

Minor injuries were treated 0 times

As the Lord of the Morning Sun, every dawn, the temple of Losanda was crowded with civilians who came to pray. The old priest was still standing by the door, looking at Ryan as he walked through the door with a look of relief.

"It seems that you have completed your return to my Lord, how is it going?"

Handing the heavy cloth bag in his hand to the old priest, Ryan told the priest in detail about his experience from the cemetery, and stayed up all night, making his spirits look a little sluggish.

Opening the sack, Mescal's head and notes lay quietly in it, along with most of the materials that Ryan didn't need.

Nodding in satisfaction, the old priest still smiled, and quietly stretched out his hand to Ryan. What should come will still come, Ryan sighed softly, took off the morning light blessing, and handed it to him with great reluctance.

Retracting the sword, the old priest took out a money bag from his bosom and handed it to Ryan, who opened it and looked disappointed that there were only 5 gold coins on his face.

"Don't be in a hurry, kid." As if sensing Ryan's loss, the smile on the old priest's face gradually widened, and his free left hand tightly grasped the silver emblem on his chest, and the sun mark on it gradually lit up with golden light.

"May the light of the Lord of the Dawn illuminate you."

Spell identification failed.

Airplanes! The golden light gradually entangled, turning into wisps of silk threads, circling around the long sword in the old priest's hand one after another, as the golden silk thread was slowly absorbed by the long sword, the long sword that still emitted a clear light in the sunlight became more and more dim, and the gentle golden light on the surface quickly disappeared.

Handing the Morning Light Blessing to Ryan's hand, the old priest smiled with an intriguing eerie smile.

Quest Update: Complete the Haunted Graveyard and gain 200 XP, with an excellent rating and an additional 100 XP. Fame (model) +1.

Prestige: (Model 1) Ghoul Slayer: Your powerful blows to the undead have succeeded in gaining favor with the Temple of Goodness, and your nobility has made many Temple Priests curious about your actions. However, the haunting of Horn Creek City has not completely come to light, and the appearance of undead creatures in the town still makes most people panic.

Ryan was stunned for a long time looking at the sword that had returned to his hand, and when he was about to ask the old priest, the latter had already turned his attention to the civilians who had come to pray.

Morning Light Blessing

Special Attributes:

Loshanda's Gaze: Your powerful blow to evil has earned the approval of the Lord of the Dawn Priest, and as long as you stick to your heart, the blessings of the Morning Light will stay with you for eternity. Using the Blessing of the Amerescence despite the restriction will make it unusable if the faction turns evil. Bathing in the morning light will reset the magic.

"The morning sun protects you!"

This, exactly? Getting such a good magic weapon for no reason, Ryan couldn't help but wonder, trying to guess what kind of heart the old priest had in mind.

The mission of the graveyard is not too difficult, and a small team of paladins can solve it. Although the Lord of Dawn has always been generous to the fight against evil beings, don't forget that Ryan's camp is in chaos and neutral, and his strength is low, even if it is those neutral gods, he is completely a character that his grandmother does not love and his uncle does not love.

The extra special effects are obviously the hands and feet of the old priest, and the word "gaze" gives Ryan a very strange feeling, for him who has once confronted the gods, it is always easy for him to think of bad places.

But now it seems that the other party will not give him a clear answer, Ryan can only shake his head, simply hang the exquisite long sword on his waist, and leave the temple in a hurry, looking afraid that the old priest will regret it.