"What?! How so! Cheryl saw the dissipating pillar of light, and along with it was the figure of the secondary demon lord.

The dark elf didn't believe the fact in front of him, he had carefully planned the plan for so long, and he was defeated so easily, the first master mother was a little crazy, and taking advantage of this opportunity, the old mage Tyrantiel quickly released a 9-ring spell dimensional banishment to Cheryl, and the powerful spell energy instantly formed a shackle and trapped the limbs of the legendary female priest, and a thing like a black hole appeared behind Cheryl, sucking the female priest in, and then disappeared.

The old mage breathed a sigh of relief, it was too difficult for him, a spellcaster who had not yet reached the legend, to face a legendary priest, if he hadn't lived a lot of age and had a familiar understanding of every spell, he would have been shattered into slag by the other party's magic a long time ago.

Priest is a mass-produced profession, because most of the priest's power is given by the gods, so the number of legendary priests in a church depends on the level of divine power they believe in.

Just like the Church of the God of Justice Tyre, there must be more legendary priests in the Church of the Spider Goddess Ross than in the Church of the Spider Goddess Rose, just because Tyr is more powerful than Rose.

And this aspect is also reflected in the side, that is, the pastor's practical ability and experience are the worst of all professions......

The way they gained their power was not to fight with their lives with a sword like a warrior, nor to lock themselves in a tower all day long to study the use of spells and do those dangerous experiments like mages, all they had to do was go to the prayer room and pray devoutly, so that they could be highly unified with the ideas of the gods. There is probably no profession like a pastor in terms of loyalty. But when it comes to the ability to fight, pastors have to step aside.

Antiny and Keita Riley also saw that the tide was on their side. They hurriedly gathered the remnants and ran out of the city with the rest of their clan warriors.

Their family was also hurt in this battle. After being raided by a group of high-level adventurers who don't know where they came from, the warriors of their own family were directly reduced by more than half, and the fertility of the dark elves is not very good, and this kind of loss cannot be recovered without resting for decades.

However, the two mistresses still laughed when they saw the final result, because the second family that was pressing in front of their family was completely wiped out, and the first family died worse than them, and even the main mother Cheryl did not know which corner of this world she had been expelled by the old mage.

Such a good opportunity does not come up once in a thousand years, and I believe that as long as Antini and Keita Riley are given a few days, Ban Stern City will change dramatically.

"We've won!"

"Win!"

"The robbers have been driven away by us again!"

"No one can beat us. Even if it's a demon or a devil! “

The inhabitants of Dagger Falls erupted in a huge cheer when they saw the dark elves fleeing with their tails between their legs, and they raised their hands in celebration, hugging each other and not knowing each other, celebrating the victory of the war.

They may have lost their homes, their families, and all sorts of precious things in this sudden attack, but the people of Dagger Valley will not let it sink into endless grief.

The dead are gone, and what was destroyed can be rebuilt, as long as the most important thing in everyone's heart. The Dagger Falls, which symbolize the spirit of the Dagger Valley, have not been destroyed, and they cannot be defeated.

Randall. Morn stood on the city wall and watched all this with relief, the land under his feet was full of disasters, but this is how the tenacious character of the people of this land was formed! The Great Lord also has an extra heart. He set his eyes on the battlefield, trying to find the figures of the adventurers, but the way was overlooked. There was no life moving on the battlefield except for a mess.

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"Young man, we haven't seen each other for a few days, and I didn't expect you to become stronger again." On the outskirts of Dagger Falls. The old mage walked side by side with Acoste, walking in the cold wilderness.

The bright moonlight fell on the ground and spread the carpet. The roaring cascade of the waterfall played music, and in the distance there were small animals looking at the old and young combination, and a few daring squirrels jumped on Tyrantiel's shoulders and scurried around.

"I remember that half a month ago, you were just a close to high-level professional, and you are only 18 years old this year! Or 19 years old? The old mage said to himself. You're just as talented as a warrior as you are as talented as your sister and your friends are in a mage, but even so, I thought you'd be stuck in the High Warrior phase for a while. “

"I'm not a warrior, but I've known many great warriors over the centuries, so I know you very well as your profession."

"Whether you are righteous or evil, every warrior cannot do without his own "path". Only the more determined you are in your path, the higher the achievements of the warriors will be. “

"I don't know what your path is, Acoste, but I also ask you not to fall into the evil camp, even if you don't become a member of the good camp, even for the sake of your friends."

Following the old mage's words, they had already unconsciously walked to the edge of the waterfall, and the huge water cascading down the surface of the lake burst into the sound of the sky cracking, and countless splashes of water splashed on the bodies of Acoste and Tyrantiel, but neither of them had the slightest intention to dodge.

"I see what you mean, and I understand what you're worried about, Master." Acoste had heard from her sister that when she was studying at the High Fence Castle, she could often see the old mage standing alone on the stargazing platform, looking at the northeast corner with a heavy face. Obviously, the old mage has discovered the movements of the three gods of death, and he is afraid that these three big brothers will have some conspiracy to sweep the Faren Continent, and then he is also afraid that he, a person with potential, will fall together with Ravis and Doris, causing an extreme imbalance in the strength of good and evil on the Faren Continent.

"I know that there is about to be turmoil on the continent of Feren, and the reason is the same as what you feared." Acoste thought about it for a moment, and decided to cut down what he knew and tell Tyrantiel.

"The three of them have now left their kingdom and are doing something far-reaching, and the consequences of this incident will be very serious, definitely more serious than you can imagine."

"At this juncture of chaos, you shouldn't be worried about my faction, Master Tyrantiel. There are more civilians waiting for your help, at least the civilians of Baldur's Gate are waiting for you. “

"You know that, too? I didn't expect you to understand the stars. Tyrantiel was a little surprised to hear Acoste's words, but he didn't have much doubt when he thought of the more unscientific knowledge that the half-elves had before. But how can you be so sure that the Great Tribulation has fallen, you must know that the casters are rigorous, do you have any evidence to prove what you said? “

"Hehe," Acoste smiled, striding forward, on the other side of the waterfall. His teammates are waiting for him. (To be continued.) )