As the footsteps approached, a middle-aged man with a black knight's spear and a withered face wearing black knight's armor slowly walked out of the big hole.

Mallere looked puzzled when he saw the middle-aged man's face.

The middle-aged man glanced at Mallere with a calm face, and then his gaze fell on the corpse wyvern.

At this moment, Marlere showed an unbelievable expression on his face and said in a somewhat trembling voice: "Hargun, the leader of the thirteenth Holy Dragon Knights! ”

The middle-aged man couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this name, then turned his head to look at Mallere, and said in a flat tone: "I didn't expect anyone to remember this name." ”

Malrere frowned slightly and asked, "According to ancient records, didn't you die with the Necromantic Holy Beast Yin Netherworld Bone Scorpion in the Abyss Tribulation?" ”

The middle-aged man, who was the thirteenth generation of the Holy Dragon Knights, smiled slightly and said, "You're right, I did die with the Netherworld Bone Scorpion at that time, but later I was resurrected by the great First Necromantic Abyss Death Dragon Hamut, and Lord Hamut also gave me eternal life. ”

Malrere's face changed and he asked, "Hargun, are you...... Already turned into a necromancy? ”

Hargun nodded and smiled, "That's right. ”

When Mallere heard Hargun admit it so lightly, he couldn't help but show anger on his face, and rebuked loudly: "I didn't expect that even you have fallen, have you forgotten your glory as a paladin of the Church of Light?" ”

Hargun was not annoyed by Maller's angry rebuke, but continued to smile and said, "I prefer my current title to the title of Paladin of the Church of Light. Oh! By the way, I would like to introduce myself, I, the Tenth King of the Necromantic Dragon Knight Hargun. As soon as the words fell, Hargun disappeared in place.

Malerre's face changed greatly, and he immediately clasped his hands in front of his chest, and said aloud: "Prayer: no suffering." ”

A dazzling white light burst from the cross, enveloping Mallerre, but at that moment, a black light slammed into the white light like lightning, and the white light was cut through by the black light like paper.

Immediately after, there was a muffled snort from the white light, and then a figure flew out like lightning, breaking several tombstones before stopping.

At this time, Hargun stood leisurely at the place where Malrelet was standing, looking at Malrelet who was struggling to get up from the ground in the distance, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be an ascetic, and with your strength, you should also be in the top ten among ascetics, right?" ”

Malerre did not speak, and after coughing up a mouthful of blood, he closed his eyes, and the expression on his face instantly became calm, solemn, and reverent, and an ethereal voice came from his mouth: "Holy and pure angel......

As soon as Malleret said this, the face of Hargun, who had been smiling in the distance, finally changed, and directly turned into a black light and rushed towards Malleret who was singing.

Malrelet continued to chant: "I, Malleret, hereby pray, may you give me the power to cleanse evil......

By this time, the black light of the Hargun had rushed to Malele, and Malleret's last words had already been spoken: "Word: Coming." ”

At the moment when Malerre's words fell, a holy light broke through the heavy green mist and shone on Mallere's body, and then a huge blade of light flew from the holy light towards the black light that Hargun had turned into.

Hargun frowned, and immediately backed away from the blade.

At this moment, in the holy light, a figure slowly appeared.

Yan Jianxuan and the three of them immediately looked towards the figure in the holy light, and when they saw the figure clearly through the holy light, they couldn't help but be stunned.

A flawless face, long golden and silky hair, four pairs of snow-white and holy wings, a pair of eyes that look through a qiē, and a holy sword that purifies a qiē sin.

Yan Jianxuan and the three of them looked at the angel bathed in infinite holy light stupidly, and at this time, only small and humble were left in their hearts.

Just when Yan Jianxuan and the others were shocked by the beauty and holiness of the angel, Hargen had already said in a cold voice: "I really didn't expect that your faith has reached the point where you can make a wise angel come down. ”

There was no sadness or joy on his face at this time, and he said in a flat tone: "Hargun, your sanity has been completely eroded by the qi of the necromancy, let me purify you." ”

Hargun suddenly laughed wildly, "Just because you want to purify me too? After saying that, he let out a loud roar, and the dried corpse flying dragon in the distance opened his eyes violently, and a pair of blood-red and tyrannical eyes appeared in front of everyone.

The Dry Wyvern let out a terrifying roar when it opened its eyes, and then countless dead qi gathered around it from all directions, and it spread its wings and flew quickly towards Hargun.

Mallerre frowned slightly, then pointed the cross in his hand to Hargun, and said, "Prayer: Bondage." ”

Countless points of light immediately appeared around Hargun and quickly converged into several auras to firmly imprison him, and the wise angel had already waved the holy sword in his hand at this time, and a huge blade of light flew towards Hargun.

Hargen burst into a shout, and the necromantic aura all over his body flashed wildly, and the aura that imprisoned him was immediately corroded by these necromantic aura.

Although Hargun broke the shackles of the prayer in an instant, the blade of light swung by the Angel of Wisdom had already arrived in front of him, and he could only barely hold the knight's spear in his hand across his chest.

The blade collided with the knight's spear, and Hargun flew upside down with the tremendous impact carried by the blade.

Flying upside down, Hargen let out a wild roar again, and countless necromantic qi emerged from his body and converged on the knight's spear, and then he waved the spear in his hand vigorously, and the huge light blade was instantly shattered by the huge necromantic qi on it, turning into a little starlight and dissipating into the air.

At this moment, the Dry Wyvern had already flown up behind Hargun, grabbed him, and threw him onto his back with all his might.

As soon as Hargun stood on the back of the dry corpse, he raised his knight's spear and said aloud, "I, Hargun, in my capacity as the tenth king of the necromancy, order you to sacrifice the necromantic qi to me." ”

As soon as Hargun's voice fell, a large amount of necromantic aura wafted out from the countless tombstones in the cemetery and gathered around him.

Naturally, it was impossible for Mallere to watch Hargun collect the necromantic qi in this cemetery, so he immediately raised the cross in his hand and said loudly: "Holy Word: Destroy evil spirits. ”

A dazzling light shot quickly from the cross towards Halgun, who was wrapped in a thick necromantic aura, and at the same time, the angel of wisdom above his head closed his beautiful eyes and began to chant, the solemn and sacred voice made people feel peaceful from the heart.

At this moment, the dazzling white light emitted by the cross shone on the already quite thick necromantic aura.

Suddenly, the necromantic qi began to tumble violently, but it was never dispersed by the white light.

In this way, after about ten seconds, a large amount of sweat began to appear on Malleret's face, and it was obvious that it was no longer exhausted, but the necromantic qi that enveloped the Hargun and the Dry Corpse Wyvern began to gradually stabilize.

At this moment, the chanting voice of the wise angel suddenly increased, and countless magic arrays appeared around her out of thin air, and then she raised the holy sword in her hand and pointed at Hargun, who was wrapped in necromantic qi in the distance.

At this moment, time seemed to be frozen, and the whole world was only left with the little light on the tip of the holy sword, and that light seemed to be an instant and an eternity.

Immediately afterwards, the little light on the tip of the Holy Sword disappeared, and the disappearance was so abrupt that it made Yan Jianxuan and the others feel a huge sense of loss in their hearts.

And at this moment, Hargun, who was in the thick of the necromantic aura in the distance, and the dried corpse wyvern under his feet suddenly let out a miserable scream and fell to the ground.