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Soon, Gordon found Amavre's relics in a pool of blood. This Eleventh-level Heavenly Blesser's Dimensional Bag has five cubic meters of space, which is a notch higher than her brother Mendoza's Dimensional Bag.

Gordon immediately decided to take the dimensional bag for his own use, and then gave Mendoza's dimensional bag to Shella. The dimensional bag he got from defeating Hao Lin in the duel before had already been given to Xie Ona, and he couldn't favor one over the other.

Presumably, after the half-elf girl has her own dimensional bag, she will be able to put weapons and armor in it at any time, and she will not encounter an embarrassing situation like this one again.

Gordon marked Amavrey's dimensional bag with his own unique magic mark, and was about to inspect it to see what loot he had obtained, when he suddenly felt a violent shock of the castle, and a huge energy fluctuation spread throughout.

The castle has returned to the main material plane.

At this time, in the hall on the first floor, although the pink mist is still filling, and the smell of ** breath and body fluids in the air is still strong, but the confused moans and ** impact "pop" sound have disappeared.

In the quiet hall, countless naked men and women lay on the ground exhausted. The frenzied light in their eyes had vanished, and they all fell into a deep sleep. Although these men and women were absorbed by the pearl of sin, they at least saved their lives and only needed to cultivate for a period of time before they could recover.

But Gordon, who was in the deepest part of the underground, was not in a good mood at this time.

He thought that he had won the final victory, but who knew that after the castle had just returned to the main material realm, next to the demon altar that had been destroyed, a red six-pointed star teleportation array suddenly appeared.

A tall, thin figure stepped out of the teleportation array. He had a pale face that was almost bloodless, with deep-set eye sockets, a hooked nose and harsh lips that gave him the impression of a pubic owl.

Gordon saw this sudden guest, wearing a mage robe embroidered with white bone ornaments, and his fleshy and fleshy right hand like a human was holding a white bone staff, but the left hand that stretched out the cuff was a white bone with sharp nails.

"Pale Lord!" Gordon blurted out.

"Hehe...... "The guest chuckled and looked at Gordon like a dead man, "Young man, you have some insight. So, introduce myself, I'm Zantaba Tehurst. Whether it's someone who hates me, or someone who fears me, or someone who likes me—oh, I forgot, in this multiverse, people who like me probably don't exist. In short, those who know me well call me 'withered white hands'. ”

"Gordon, be careful! The top leadership of the Three Holy Baptist Churches is known as the Twelve Stones, and Zantaba Tehurst is the fourth, which is very powerful. Renus drew her sword as if she were facing an enemy. She knew that the pearl of sin in her hand was the target of the other party.

"Well, it turned out to be Melidia's holy warrior, and I really have some knowledge." Zantaba raised the Bone Staff and pointed the tip of the gem skull at Renus, "It's a shame that the ritual didn't work out completely. Now, I will take back the pearl of iniquity, and, by the way, your lives. ”

Layers of rippling magic seeped from the bone staff, and before Zantaba could even pronounce the incantation, a circle of bone claws burst out of the ground and struck at Renas.

"Gordon, protect the Pearl of Sin!" Renus threw the pink ball in her hand at Gordon, and then the dawn in her hand wrenched downward, severing all the bone claws.

She knew she couldn't give Zantaba a chance to cast a spell, or the Pale Lord would be able to seize the opportunity and cast a powerful spell to end the battle in one fell swoop.

The paladin carried the dawn and ran, letting the tip of his sword slash at the ground with flying sparks. After a long battle, especially when she killed Amavrey just now, the slash that had accumulated her strength to the peak made her expend a great deal of strength. Now Renas's body has been strictly consumed, covered in sweat, and a few strands of golden silk are stuck to her forehead, looking a little wolf. But she didn't back down.

The Pale Lord sneered at the paladin who was rushing towards him, and the bone staff slammed into the ground.

Gray-white rings of energy burst out in all directions. Gordon only felt that the negative energy in the hall was getting stronger. Suddenly, the corpses of the Three Holy Baptists, who had just been killed, slowly stood up, then took up their weapons, stared at the living with their dead gray pupils, and attacked.

"What a powerful resurrection technique!" Gordon was horrified. Transforming a large-scale corpse into an undead with such ease, this Zantaba's strength is indeed remarkable.

The resurrected spirits of the undead have launched a relentless assault on the priests of Lilya. And what is surprising is that the priests who are the best at dealing with the undead have no way to deal with these undead for the time being, although various dispersal magic techniques can cause some damage, but they cannot immediately eliminate these resurrected dead.

The short time it took for Zantaba to resurrect the undead was enough for Renas to get closer. The silver sword in the holy warrior's hand slashed mercilessly towards the Pale Lord. But the latter still maintained a grim smile on his face, and then stretched out his white bone left hand, and just met the dawn straight away.

Boom!

The dawn that could cut through the steel in Renus's hands should have cut through the opponent's semi-undead body like a hot knife cutting butter, but who knew that after the white bone and the blade collided, there was actually a sound of gold and iron resonating, intact.

Zantaba's pale face smirked, and his bone claws clenched hard, gripping Dawn tightly.

The Pale Lord is an advanced class for the Necromancer. Through the transformation of the body and the transformation of ** necromancy, it has far more defense and vitality than ordinary mages, and can even be immune to special effects such as toxins, paralysis, and shock. When the Pale Lord reaches level six, he is also able to perform a terrifying operation to transform his own arm into an undead creature arm governed by the forces of nature.

"Next, I'll show you why other people call me 'Withered White Hands'!"

Deadly words like venom flowed from Zantaba's mouth, and his deformed and terrifying white bone palm began to emit purple-black magical energy.

Like vines, purple-black smoke clinged to the silver sword's dawn, and the original shining sword body seemed to be covered with a layer of rust and became dull. The purple qi that continued to spread and advance finally crossed the hilt of the sword and touched the paladin's fingertips.

Renus felt that the life force in her body was running out rapidly, and she was being sucked into Zantaba's body.

"Renus, part with him, that's life drain!" Gordon's expression changed.

Not only can the Pale Lord transform his arm into a bone claw, which is equivalent to a terrifying melee weapon, but he can also magically transform his arm to attach spell-like abilities such as paralysis, exhaustion, fear, and so on. And Zantaba's monster arm has more powerful abilities than ordinary Pale Lords.

"Life Drain" can extract all the vitality of ** creatures and transform them into their own temporary vitality. Gordon also saw the power of the terrifying spell of Life Drain in Ancient Age. When he saw those unlucky people who had fallen under spells, it was as if he was watching a movie of life that was fast-forwarded a million times, almost a breath of time, and he saw a big living person go through the process of growth, aging, and death, and finally turn into a dry corpse.

It's like a delicate flower that withers in an instant.

No wonder Zantaba is called "withered white hands", so it is.

"I hate enemies who know everything." Zantaba glared at Gordon hatefully.

Renus was reminded by Gordon and shouted "Dawn!" The silver sword suddenly burst into a dazzling white light, illuminating the entire hall as if it were daylight. The purple-black mist wrapped around the sword's body dissolved like snow meeting the sun, and disappeared in an instant.

"Damn!" The Pale Lord let out a low roar.

Seeing that Renus cracked the other party's attack, Gordon breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Just then, he felt a slight vibration from behind him. When he turned his head, he saw a black-armored warrior with a broken arm, rushing towards him with a fierce momentum. The other man's body in thick armor made a heavy footstep on the ground, like an angry bull - or rather, an angry bull with extreme speed.

Gordon didn't expect that the black-armored warrior who had cut off an arm by Renus in the previous battle would actually reappear. If he is usually in good shape, he will naturally be able to use various spells to kill the other party. But now that his mana is empty, the buffs on his body have long since disappeared, the golem is helping Priest Liarya fight the undead in the distance, and there are not many scrolls and potions left in the dimensional bag.

"It's really tricky......" Gordon couldn't help but cry out in his heart. However, he had experienced a similar situation countless times in "Ancient Era", and as a senior mage who had experienced strong winds and waves, he would not panic about this sudden situation.

However, a second sudden situation arose.

"Rush Forward!" I only heard the black-armored warrior whisper, and the degree of the whole person suddenly increased fivefold, turning into an afterimage that was barely visible to the naked eye, and rushed over.

The miscalculation of the enemy's degree cost Gordon. He had just taken out a magic scroll and read the spell in its entirety before he was knocked into the air.

As if he had been struck by a hammer weighing more than a ton, Gordon's eyes went black and flew upside down, and the pearl of sin in his hand fell to the ground.

But even so, he still cast the spell on the scroll. Three magic missiles flew out of their fingers.

The target of the spell is not the Black Armor Samurai, but the Pearl of Sin.

Three silver force field energy clusters exploded instantly on the surface of the pink beads. The Orb of Sin, which was still flying in the air, was blasted out by a magic missile.

Smack!

The pearl of iniquity fell to the ground and was torn in two.

"Hmph, you want to get the Orb of Sins intact? Dream! The wounded Gordon spat out another mouthful of blood, but smiled smugly.