The Night Archmage Piger, who was once notorious among the Light Race, has now taken on a different form, but his style has not changed, and he still likes to let his enemies show his flaws in a leisurely way, and then effortlessly sneak a stick from behind to reap the fruits of victory. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the moment, the bewildered and frightened Reverend William found that there was no reaction from the other party after this temptation. In such a situation, he even wanted to turn around and leave, but he was afraid that his retreat would stimulate the other party's aggression.

He gritted his teeth and formed a ball of light from the holy light in his hand, and threw it forward like an iron ball.

From William's position to the mouth of the alley, the distance was about a hundred meters, and the time from the time the ball of light was emitted to the time it arrived was less than a second. In this short time, with the light of the advance, William finally saw what was at the mouth of the alley.

A big piece of dirty rags.

If there is a certain error in vision, then the combustion caused by the passing of a ball of light through it can be very clearly confirmed, and it is a rag.

The ball of light continued forward, beginning to fade and dissipate at a distance of about one hundred and fifty meters. This made William let out a soft breath, thinking that there was nothing in the way of the road. It would be a joke if you caused a small explosion out of your own fear and alarmed the civilians around you.

But he soon discovered that the rag, which he had mistaken for a demonic beast, was burning at a rapid rate, and the melted parts were attached to the walls on both sides of the alley, and the flames quickly rushed to the roof.

"Holy Spirit willing!"

William screamed badly and ran forward, hoping to extinguish the fire before it spread further.

But at this time, he ignored a problem. There was no wind at the moment, and there was nothing at the entrance of the alley just now. How could such a large area of linen hang there inexplicably?

And just as William came to the place where the fire was fired, a burst of flames burst out from the top of his head. His reaction was extremely fast, and he dodged very skillfully.

Sensing that this was a conspiracy, William quickly scurried out of the alley and looked around alertly.

There was no movement other than the sound of the flames "beeping and peeling". But where the flames couldn't shine, there seemed to be countless pairs of eyes looking at him.

William felt a chill down his spine, and turned his head and ran forward, not realizing that this was exactly what the eyes hiding in the shadows were expecting.

A few hundred meters away, in the sky above an open field, clouds continued to gather, and soon covered a large area.

A black veil of lightning flashed down from the sky on William's head. Although he discovered this situation at the first time, because the black cover covered the distance of dozens of meters nearby, he had no place to hide.

At this critical moment, William held his breath and suddenly burst out the power of holy light all over his body, trying to shatter the black mask above his head with this divine technique with a large impact.

"Boom!"

The ground instantly caved into a small crater, and dust was splattered everywhere. But when William raised his head, he found that the black cloud had not dissipated, but had reached a short distance above his head, like the black cloak of the Grim Reaper.

In the next second, a black spot of light released from the black cloud enveloped William firmly.

Dressed in a black robe, Kyle, the Night Archmage, gradually revealed his form in mid-air, and then slowly floated down.

And the vicious dog just observes silently in the dark, but does not show his face. He looked at the priest in front of him, who was rushing left and right but unable to break the night cage around him, as if he was looking at the prey he had just captured.

Kyle walked forward slowly, a wicked smile on his face.

"Still bothering to escape? People who are bound by the dark night force field of adults cannot have any chance of escape. ”

Kyle leaned his head forward, less than half a meter away from the priest shrouded in black spots. Despite Pastor William's constant Light strikes inside, he couldn't hurt Kyle outside in the slightest. The Night Mage looked at the unlucky bastard in front of him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Of course, if you are willing to cooperate with us, you can come out of here immediately." ”

The priest's eyes turned red, and he didn't answer, but once again mobilized the power of the Holy Light in his whole body to try to break through the cage. But he didn't know that Kyle's master was the fallen angel who stirred up most of Atlantis in the first place, and with his quasi-gold-level priest's strength, he was too far behind.

Kyle shook his head in disgust.

The Light Race is broadly divided into two types. One is the one who usually keeps the light and the grace of the Holy Spirit in his mouth, but is able to completely forget these things when he is in danger. The other is a person who keeps his faith in any situation and would rather die.

Either way, it's ridiculous and pathetic to the Night Race. The only difference is that the former can be retracted and used, while the latter can only be killed.

"Since you still have so much strength to use, then I'll find a little friend to play with you."

With that, Kyle lifted his staff slightly, and a wisp of black mist melted into the black spot of light that trapped the priest.

Then, William's eyes, which had been glaring angrily at the Night Mage Kyle, suddenly widened. In the small space in front of him, a vague shadow appeared. Immediately afterward, the black light dispersed all the holy light around William, and the shadow took advantage of this opportunity to begin to try to enter his body.

"Evil ghosts who like to control other people's bodies, I believe that as a priest, you should be familiar with the habits of this kind of thing. After a while, your soul will be consumed by it, and your body will be completely controlled. ”

Then, in the priest's frightened expression, the shadow gradually submerged into his body.

However, just when Kyle felt that he was about to finish, William, whose soul had been torn off, suddenly took out a five-star badge from his pocket. The surface of the badge glowed with bronze, but no light appeared on it.

"Want to use the Light-blessed badge for the final blow?" Kyle couldn't help but smile contemptuously, "What is polluted by the power of the night will never have any effect again. ”

Pastor William's expression was pained, and the bruises on his neck were bulging, and it was clear that he was about to reach the end of his rope. At this time, he struggled with his last strength, roared in a tragic voice, and then poked himself in the throat with the sharp corner of the five-star badge.

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