That voice suddenly came, and the three people who were already frightened by the terrifying sight in front of them immediately stood upside down.

At this moment, the weak voice continued to come from behind the huge tombstone: "Can you come over for a moment?" ”

The three of them glanced at each other, Changshan Zhao Zilong swallowed his saliva and said to the other two: "It's just a game." After saying that, he took a deep breath and walked towards the back of the huge tombstone, but Yan Jianxuan noticed that his legs were trembling slightly.

The Death of Surabaya immediately followed behind Changshan Zhao Zilong, and Yan Jianxuan quickly lowered his head and followed them after glancing at the head on the tombstone again, and at the same time began to scold the game designers in his heart, it doesn't matter if the dead zombies are so disgusting, and the whole fucking such a terrifying tombstone came out, if someone with a slightly worse psychological endurance is estimated to be scared crazy.

The three of them tried not to look at the distorted heads on the tombstone, and silently walked around the back of the tombstone.

At this time, the weak voice suddenly sounded above the heads of the three people: "It turned out to be three brave young men. ”

When the three of them heard the sound, they immediately looked up, and saw that among the many heads on the huge tombstone, the head of a thin old man was staring straight at the three of them.

The three of them were immediately petrified on the spot, and then Yan Jianxuan let out a scream and ran away, and the head of the thin old man immediately said, "Don't be afraid, I am the ascetic Marlere of the Church of Light." ”

Yan Jianxuan, who hadn't run a few steps yet, couldn't help but stop when he heard this, and Surabaya Zhiyan and Changshan Zhao Zilong glanced at each other, they already understood that this must be a hidden mission, so Changshan Zhao Zilong immediately asked: "Respected ascetic Marlere, may I ask how you became like this?" ”

The old man's head, that is, the ascetic Marlere, after hearing Changshan Zhao Zilong's words, his eyes began to become a little blurry, as if he was recalling something, and soon, he sighed and did not answer Changshan Zhao Zilong's question but asked rhetorically: "How many years is it Shengyuan now?" ”

Changshan Zhao Zilong immediately replied: "It is now the year 997 of the Shengyuan. ”

After hearing Changshan Zhao Zilong's answer, the ascetic Marlere showed a melancholy expression and said, "I didn't expect that more than two hundred years have passed in a blink of an eye. ”

The three of them suddenly looked puzzled, but before they could ask, the ascetic Marleret's eyes burst into a dazzling white light.

The three of them were suddenly stabbed by the white light and closed their eyes, and soon, the white light disappeared, and the three of them immediately opened their eyes and found themselves in a room.

The three of them glanced at each other in surprise, and Changshan Zhao Zilong immediately reached out to touch a tribute platform next to him, but his hand passed directly through the tribute platform.

The three of them immediately understood that this was a game animation, and began to look at the room with peace of mind, it was a small room with nothing but a tribute table, and on top of that altar was only a palm-sized statue of a twelve-winged angel.

At this moment, a middle-aged man about forty years old walked into the room, Yan Jianxuan immediately looked at him, and found that this middle-aged man was very familiar.

Changshan Zhao Zilong next to him said at this time: "This is when Mallere was young. ”

Yan Jianxuan suddenly realized, and at this time, Mallere knelt down in front of the tribute platform with a reverent face, closed his eyes, and began to whisper: "O great god of light, when I was sorting out the texts, I found the burial place of those warriors who died in the abyss catastrophe. Their spirits are still trapped in the Land of the Dead by the breath of the dead, and although you have issued an oracle not allowing us to enter the Land of the Dead, I cannot bear that those warriors will not be able to rest after death, so I have decided to go to the Land of the Dead alone to help those Heroic Spirits be freed, and the sinner Malerre hereby asks for your forgiveness. ”

Malleret opened his eyes as he said this, and with a look of determination on his face, he quickly got up and walked out of the room.

After Mallere walked out of the room, the surrounding environment suddenly changed, and Yan Jianxuan and the three found themselves in the cemetery.

The three of them couldn't help but look at each other, and at this moment, a figure appeared in the sight of the three of them, and the three of them immediately looked over and found that it was the middle-aged Malleret, and it seemed that it was still a game animation.

At this time, Mallerre was walking slowly through the cemetery, his face full of sadness.

At this moment, a large number of earth-breaking sounds were heard all around, and then one by one, skeletons and zombies broke through the ground and rushed towards Mallerre.

Malleret looked softly at the undead who were rushing towards him, raised the cross in his right hand, and a solemn and warm voice came from his mouth: "Rest in peace, O brave and senseless Heroic Spirits, Holy Light. ”

As soon as the words fell, the cross in his right hand suddenly glowed with dazzling light, and all the dead spirits who came into contact with this light would turn into black qi and dissipate in this light.

Soon, when the last necromantic skeleton had also dissipated into the light, Malerret withdrew his right hand and headed deeper into the graveyard.

Yan Jianxuan, who had been watching from the side, glanced at each other, and then followed him quickly.

Every distance Malleret walked, a large number of necromancers would break through the ground and attack him, but they were all easily eliminated by him.

Soon, he came to a huge tombstone, and Yan Jianxuan and the others immediately recognized this as the tombstone with Mallere's head inlaid on it.

Malrere frowned slightly when he saw the dense human head on the huge tombstone, and then he pointed the cross in his right hand at the huge tombstone and said aloud: "Purification." ”

Suddenly, countless points of light appeared out of thin air and converged towards the huge tombstone, which was gradually submerged by these points of light.

At this moment, the huge tombstone suddenly made a dull sound, and then the huge tombstone began to move backwards slowly, and a large black hole slowly appeared in front of everyone's eyes with the movement of the tombstone.

Soon, the huge tombstone stopped moving, and suddenly there was a terrifying roar from the large hole, and a huge black shadow burst out of the hole like lightning and rushed towards Malleret.

Malreis did not panic in the face of this sudden change, but he closed his eyes calmly and placed the cross on his chest, and said, "Prayer: self-discipline." ”

A thin curtain of light appeared outside of his body, and then the huge black shadow slammed into Malleret's body.

But Malleret's slightly thin body did not move at all under the impact of the huge black shadow, but the huge black shadow screamed and flew upside down, landing on the ground not far from the tombstone.

At this time, Yan Jian Xuan and the three of them saw the true face of that huge black shadow, it was a flying dragon more than ten meters long, but this flying dragon had no scales all over its body, and its skin was directly attached to the bones, like a dried corpse.

Malerre calmly watched as the dry wyvern raised the cross in his hand, and at that moment a sound of footsteps slowly came from the large hole.

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