Suddenly hearing such a sound, still in such an environment, Nie Zhi and the three of them suddenly tightened their hearts.

Tungsten Titanium Radium was sensitive, and I saw him grab it with his backhand, take off the big shield behind his back, and take a step forward, blocking in front of Nie Zhi and Ning Mengxi.

This reaction is really well-deserved professional MT.

Ning Mengxi's speed was not slow, she raised her arm, as if she wanted to release something, but after waving her arm, there was no movement.

She frowned, turned to the side and whispered to Nie Zhi: "Brother Nie, the situation is not right, Xiao Teng can't be summoned in this place!" ”

When Nie Zhi heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then raised his arm, looked down, and sure enough, the [Elf Space] had turned gray and white, and there was an eye-catching hint attached to it:

"Respected contractor, you are in the ruined [Light Sanctuary], all dark creatures and powers have been greatly suppressed, and the 'Bloodthirsty Demon Vine' cannot be summoned, please forgive me!"

Immediately after, the back of Nie's right hand warmed, and the contractor's mark automatically gave an explanation of the [Bright Sanctuary].

"[Bright Sanctuary]: A legendary realm formed by the condensation of pure light power, and it is also the prototype of the divine kingdom of the Bright God System."

"The Legendary Realm, the Prototype of the Kingdom of God? In the small world of [Legend of the Night], there is such a place, it seems that in this world after the difficulty has been upgraded, the 'water' is very deep! ”

While thinking like this, Nie Zhi quickly patted Ning Mengxi and Tungsten Titanium Radium on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Things are not so simple, if there is a battle later, I will resist the front, and you will find an opportunity to withdraw quickly." ”

Hearing this, Ning Mengxi nodded obediently, she understood very clearly that with the strength of herself and Tungsten Titanium Radium, even if she reluctantly stayed, not only would she not be able to help Nie Zhi, but she would become a burden to him.

As for tungsten titanium radium, he didn't say a word, just nodded calmly.

"Let's go, let's go, let's ......"

The footsteps were unhurried, getting closer and closer, and finally, with a soft "squeak", the door of the dilapidated church was pushed open, and an old man with gray hair and a gauntlet in walked in.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

After a few coughs, the wrinkled old man raised his head, his eyes widened, and he looked at Nie Zhi and the three of them vigorously by the dim candlelight.

Maybe the light was too dim, or maybe he was too old, but after a while, the old man withdrew his gaze and said slowly:

"Distinguished guests from afar, you are the warriors chosen by my lord, right? You can call me St. Leard, and I am the priest of this church and the only one who lives here...... cough, cough, cough ......"

There was another cough, and in the violent coughing sound, the old man's already rickety waist was arched into an exaggerated shrimp shape.

This appearance makes people doubt that he will be able to finish his words alive.

After a moment of calm, the old man who called himself St. Reild rubbed the chandelier on the wall, turned his head, and continued to the three of them: "Three warriors, you also feel it, this church is a 'pure land' bathed in the grace of my lord, and an old man like me, only by hiding here, can he resist the attacks of those werewolves and vampires. ”

"It's the so-called [Light Sanctuary] that resists werewolves and vampires, right?"

Nie Zhi groaned for a moment and asked tentatively.

Hearing this, St. Reilde glanced at Nie Zhi in surprise and replied, "Young man, I can't imagine that you actually know the [Bright Sanctuary]!?" ”

Nie Zhi remained silent and said softly: "I've only heard of this name, what's the matter, is the [Bright Sanctuary Domain] amazing?" ”

"Oh, [Bright Sanctuary], it's not just amazing, it's a real miracle! In the entire European continent, except for St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican, where the Pope is located, only here there is a real [Holy Land of Light]. ”

Speaking of this, St. Lilde straightened his back, and his wrinkled face showed a look of pride.

"In the sixteenth century, my great-great...... My great-grandfather was the most powerful ascetic under my lord's throne and the most powerful saint in a thousand years, and it is for this reason that our family of Reards can have the name 'saint' in front of our surname. ”

"This church is my great-great...... Before returning to the embrace of our Lord, the place where my great-grandfather practiced day and night, my ancestors dispersed all the power of holy light and blessed this church, which became the [Bright Sanctuary] today. ”

It turned out that the [Bright Sanctuary] came here like this, Nie Zhi nodded, indicating understanding.

Behind him, Ning Mengxi's eyes rolled, and he asked obediently, "Saint Grandpa, since your Zeng Zeng ...... Great-grandfather is so powerful, so did he leave any particularly powerful weapons, or props or other things, you know, those vampires and werewolves are very powerful, and there are too many to count, just the three of us, but we are no match for those guys! ”

"Ahem! Cough...... Ahem......"

Amid the cough, old Rearder bent over his waist and slowly walked up to the round platform in the middle of the church.

"Little girl, if you don't say it, I've really forgotten a little."

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

"Hey, I'm too old, my memory is really bad, three distinguished guests, please forgive me......"

After a bit of rambling, old Rearder stood in the center of the round.

"According to the instructions of the ancestors, here, there are still some artifacts sealed by him, bring them, your chances of victory should be much improved."

As he spoke, Old Reard, struggling to straighten his waist, took out the silver knife he was carrying, and slashed his fingers, causing the blood on his fingertips to drip onto the round platform.

A few seconds later, a faint milky white glow appeared where the blood dripped down, which was very faint, but had a strong "presence" and was unforgettable.

Moreover..... It also vaguely reveals a bit of light and sacredness.

Old Rearder put away the knife, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he saw that his legs were weak, and his whole body fell down suddenly.

Nie Zhi's eyes were quick, and with a kick of his heels, he had already jumped onto the round platform and steadily supported the white-haired old man.

In the blink of an eye, old Reaard's face seemed to be ten years old, his whole face, covered with bones, shriveled to the point of almost withering, and even his breath was faint to be imperceptible.

Seeing this, Nie Zhi immediately took out a bottle of [Instant Recovery Elixir] and poured it into him.

After more than ten seconds, old Rearder finally came to his senses, and his pale face finally regained a trace of blood.

"I ...... I haven't finished the ritual yet...... Cough...... Ahem......"

In the midst of a violent cough, Old Reaard, despite Nie Zhi's dissuasion, barely stood up straight, faced the faint milky white light, and sang in a low voice.

In the low groan, the milky white light gradually intensified and slowly rose.

Gradually, the light was like a silk thread, outlining the appearance of a flag at a height of half a person.

Immediately afterward, the light continued to rise, outlining a majestic shield.

By this time, there was not much of the milky white light left, and it was about to disappear into thin air.