"Cut, although he is big, he is useless." Mr. Geralt, a witcher from Livia, stood on top of the corpse of a giant undead creature and carefully smeared holy water on his silver sword. He looked at the huge head that had lost the power of the undead fire with disdain, and said, "It's just the giant corpse of the Dead King, I've hunted bigger than this." ”

"Mr. White Wolf, I remember when these three big guys first appeared on the battlefield just now, you ran faster than anyone else." Gordon said.

"It's the strategy. The witcher is just my job, not for honor, not for justice, just for survival. If I had been at the forefront every time I fought an evil creature, I wouldn't have survived to this day. Mr. Witcher explained without shame.

Well, there is still some truth in his words. Geralt's fighting style was slick, but everyone in the room, including the stubborn Archbishop Dudeka, had to admit that he had played an important role in the battle against the three-headed Dead King.

It's a lucky thing to have a professional monster hunter on the team.

Savi. Langdon looked up at the lighthouse at Cape Grace and said, "It's almost there, guys, and soon we will be able to put an end to this evil!" ”

In fact, many of the fighters present were people with strong minds, and even if they were in a grim state now, they did not lose confidence. But it's always good to have someone to encourage, and hearing Savilandon's words shook everyone's spirits.

The reason why this small elite army has been able to maintain a good state so far is also inseparable from Gordon's contribution. Alain uses the legendary circle to transform the city into a sprawling labyrinth with the ultimate goal of trapping the many armed forces of Flaires. Let them get lost in a complex environment that they can never get out of, and be drained of every drop of blood by an almost endless number of necromantic creatures. Such. He himself was able to maintain the magic circle with peace of mind, and finally tear open the spatial rift.

But he didn't know. With an eye of truth and warning, Gordon can see through the labyrinth's disguise and guide the small army of the Phoenix family and the Temple of Dawn to their final destination unimpeded.

Despite the constant attacks of undead creatures along the way, well-trained warriors and pious priests managed to repel waves of enemies. Although there were occasional casualties, there were also occasional sights of the light of the lighthouse at Horn of Heen along the way, and scattered people and horses from all directions converged with them.

Especially when they arrived in the thirteenth block, twelve members of the Mage's Guild joined the group. It's even more powerful. Everyone in this team is elite, and there is even Archbishop Dudeka, Savi. Archmage Langdon, Paladin Renus, Witcher Geralt, and Gordon and other cores, so the journey is like a bamboo. Even if it was by Alain. Telver's high hopes for the three-headed Giant Dead King as a killer were not able to cause much trouble for the army fighting for the city of Fryjus.

For Gordon. Of course, he was happy that the battle was going smoothly, and he fought continuously along the way, especially the defeat of the three-headed giant necromantic creature just now, which allowed him to gain more than a thousand experience points. It's something to be happy about. Now that he is getting higher and higher, it is becoming more and more difficult to gain experience points. And in the future, not only will the amount of experience required for each level increase become more and more large, but many high-level spells will be cast when spells. Not only do you have to have the corresponding casting materials, but you also have to consume experience points. Other than that. In the configuration of high-level magic potions, copy high-level magic scrolls. When making powerful magic items, there is also a high chance that experience points will be consumed.

Not to mention, if you are promoted to Legend in the future, when you start researching legendary spells, you will need a lot of experience points to support you. In order to develop better in the future, it is best to reserve more experience points in the experience pool.

In stark contrast to the fruitful harvest of experience points, Gordon fought all the way, but his own consumption was surprisingly small. His mana has always been at full state, and he hasn't consumed a drop, just relying on various scrolls, potions, and props, and he has fought until now.

When it comes to paddling in battle, Gordon doesn't. After more than an hour of fighting, he was still in excellent condition, thanks to his full pre-battle preparation and reckless burning of money. Although it costs a lot of money to make a magic wand, copy scrolls, and prepare potions, the problems that can be solved with money are not a problem at all.

"The mana value is full, and there are two new mana potions that were just developed yesterday. In other words, even if I don't activate the Blood Mage status, I have 1350 mana points to use, which is enough to cast 54 Six Ring spells...... I'm afraid that in the entire world of Telos, there is no six-ring mage who has such a rich reserve of spells as mine. ”

With a confident smile of "food in your hands, no panic in your heart", the mage came to Renus's side: "How is it, is it okay?" ”

The paladin nodded and said, "No problem. I've had a lot of tough moments like this. I'm in good shape with Daybreak. ”

Renus was by Gordon's side along the way, helping him block many enemies, which was one of the reasons why the mage felt relaxed and in good shape. Seeing her carefully wiping the sword of love, Gordon was inconvenient to disturb, but a strange thought was born in his heart: "This girl can be said to love and protect the sword of Dawn with deep affection. If this sword turns into a maiden, it will definitely become Renus's best friend......"

During this short rest to prepare for the decisive battle, there are also people who are not in a good mood. For example, Archbishop Dudeka. She saw Gordon and Renus staying together and chatting intimately, and her heart once again uncontrollably angered. But at such a time, she couldn't be angry, she just gritted her teeth and endured, and secretly planned a plan in her heart.

"Rondo Paladin!" Archbishop Dudeka called his right-hand man and confidant to his side and commanded in a low voice, "I don't have much of a reserve of magic, how about you?" ”

"It's about the same as you, Lord Bishop." The dark-skinned paladin replied, "The condition of the others is mixed, but overall, our warriors of the Temple of Dawn will be able to continue fighting until the city is freed from the cultists." ”

"Don't be so desperate."

"What?" When the Langdu paladin heard Dudica's words, he thought he was hallucinating. This Lord of the Iron Mask, who has never spared any effort in the fight against evil, even at the cost of his life, actually let us not have to work so hard?

Archbishop Dudeka explained in a whisper: "I do not want you to cower in the face of evil, but to save yourselves. I mean, since the Phoenix family is very strong, then we can have some reservations in case of possible contingencies. ”

The archbishop's gaze was not far away: "Do you remember what I said to you that day?" You should know what I mean. ”

The Rondu paladin followed the archbishop's eyes and happened to see Gordon and Renus together. With a twinkle in his eyes, he nodded, "I see." ”

"Good, go ahead."

Archbishop Dudeka once again recalled the letter that Count Raymond had written to him, and his heart swelled: "In a little while, after defeating the leader of the Death Cult, the so-called Son of God, I will be able to determine whether what Count Raymond said is true or not. If it's true, then Gordon. Freeman, you are the one who must be destroyed by the Light, in the name of Merida! ”

After a short five-minute break, the team from Freiris City was ready to set off. But before he could reorganize the battle formation, a deafening dragon roar struck from above the sky.

Roar!

The roar that seems to be able to penetrate the eardrum contains a terrifying dragon might. The people on the ground involuntarily covered their ears and showed painful expressions. Gordon hurriedly used soundproofing to keep the people around him from being affected. However, there are too many people, and he can't take care of them all by himself.

In the sky as thick as ink and red as blood, a black dot quickly approached the top of Gordon's group in a swooping attitude. These seasoned elite combatants immediately realized what was happening: a dragon was coming!

The mages formed formations, the archers took aim, the warriors raised their shields, and the priests also held up the protective magic one by one. This small army in the city of Freiris is ready to fight against the dragon as quickly as possible.

When huge black wings descended from the sky, spitting out terrifying black eroded breath from their mouths, the humans launched a counterattack at the same time. Enchanted arrows and various attack spells flew into the sky, some of them missing their targets, but most of them hit the massive body of the black dragon.

Almost at the same moment, a deep black cone-shaped breath swept across the ground.

Some people were out of range, some reacted quickly and dodged, while some unfortunate people were hit by this dragon's breath with a strong corrosive effect, and their flesh and bones were instantly peeled off and turned into puddles of pus. Even many people who thought that they could resist the dragon's breath with the protection of their shields and spells only realized that something was wrong when the black disaster was approaching. The protective measures they thought were useful could not resist the attack of the black dragon, so they could only pay the price of miscalculation with their lives in vain.

"That's no ordinary black dragon...... "Savi. Langdon looked at the huge black shadow flying overhead, his expression grim.

"You know it?" Gordon asked. The acid dragon breath was indeed powerful, but Gordon was also able to resist it, so he had time to listen to the archmage at this time.

"That black dragon is Noah. Arceus, Prince of Northumbard. "Savi. Langdon said. (To be continued......)