The reason why the Holy Maiden and the others did not come to the rescue is very likely that they also encountered a powerful crisis at this time, making them unable to separate.

For the first time, the monk's eyes were tinged with anxiety, and he realized that he might have fallen into a great trap.

"Looks like this great lord may have deliberately brought us in to disperse us."

From the appearance of the bone arm that stopped the train, to the group of black flame snakes pushing the magic train for thousands of miles, sending them into the misty forest, and then being attacked by the dark skull bone dragon, taking away half of the saints and others who were loaded with the other six 'dark' factions.

Later, the elves in charge of the pathfinder soon found the village of Og, which was located in the middle of the misty forest, and the group divided into two groups, half of them exploring the church on top of the village.

It can be said that since the train accident, the power of the Twelve Saints has been repeatedly dispersed.

It wasn't until they entered the village that the six saints, who had been divided into two halves, divided into two teams, each of three in groups, and were besieged by the power of the undead.

At the thought of this, the monk's expression was extremely ugly.

Obviously, every step they took was within the calculation of the undead at the level of the Great Lord.

The situation was far worse than they had predicted at the beginning, and the High Lord who was lurking here might have already predicted the arrival of the Twelve Saints, and had specially designed this 'feast' for the undead for them, waiting for the saints who broke into it.

Judging from the timeline recorded in the diary, the earliest problem with Aria was on June 29 of the federal calendar, which was more than a month ago.

In other words, the attack and division against the Twelve Saints have been deployed at least as early as June.

It was a premeditated calculation, and the innocent villagers of Og who had an accident would only have an accident if they were involved.

The cunning Great Lord in the darkness had already anticipated the Federation's arrangement, and designed such an ambush circle early for the route of the Twelve Saints through the Misty Forest.

For a moment, the monk's heart welled up with anger, guilt, and a bit of trepidation.

The enemy is too strong!

These creatures that hide in the dark are far more dangerous than they were more than three hundred years ago.

Back then, they were led by the 'Sun' Sage, and finally took advantage of the 'Moon' Sage to defeat and seal it.

And today, more than 300 years later, with only the twelve saints, can they successfully seal the 'moon' sage whose consciousness may have awakened?

For the first time in his life, a trace of apprehension arose in the monk's determined heart.

He thought of the consequences of the failure of the 'Great Prophecy' technique when Crowley was on the train, and a shudder spread all over him, and the old man's gaze suddenly became more determined.

Can't be affected by the aura of darkness! He bit the tip of his tongue hard and reminded himself.

"The Great Prophecy cannot fail." The consequences of this defeat will lead to the collapse of the Federation and the return of the dragons who have been driven out of the Canyon of the Dead.

The shadow of the past will return, and disaster will befall the world again.

"Let's break out of the siege and join Edward to fight off the undead!" Realizing the gravity of the situation, the monk did not want to be caught in an encirclement.

The strength and cunning of the undead of the great lord behind him far exceeded his expectations, and he already felt threatened.

"There can be no light and shadow, and try not to let these cursed magic manifest."

He shouted a loud command, but was then overshadowed by the louder crows.

When the elf heard his words, he was about to shake his hand, and the green light of the spiritual lamp that fell to the ground dimmed instantly, and only the golden fighting spirit of the swordsman was particularly eye-catching in this dark and oppressive environment.

"Arthur!" The monk reminded as he closed the book he had opened.

The dragon magic that had not yet taken shape disappeared in an instant, and as the monk shouted the name of the swordsman, the swordsman collected all the fighting energy on his body, and the church returned to its previous darkness.

'Quack-' The crows' cries grew more and more terrible and rapid, and the sound of their beaks pecking at the roof was heard again.

The sound of coffins shattering continued to sound, and there were no fingers in the church, but from the increasingly strong smell of fishy smell and the looming roar of the undead, everyone could sense that most of the undead sleeping here had broken away from the locks of the coffin and appeared.

On the walls, there were also some tiny cracks in the shadow demon spiders that were summoned slowly arched out, making a 'snort' sound as they moved.

In the darkness, everyone's eyes were fixed on the direction in which the huge shadow demon spider appeared before, even if with the extinction of the last trace of light source, the Three Saints could no longer see the figure of this big guy, but its sense of oppression was enhanced by the darkness, increasing the pressure on the Three Saints.

But where the Three Saints couldn't see, Song Qingxiao's gaze fell to the other end of the wall.

The rich yin qi here interfered with her consciousness to a certain extent, but in the dark, her vision was not affected, and she could clearly see the scene in the church.

When the Elf's Spiritual Lamp was lit, the shadow of the holy lamp hanging overhead was reflected there.

Even though the light source has been extinguished, the shadow formed by the shadow of the lamp has turned into a terrifying giant spider of great size, lurking there quietly.

The attention of the Three Saints was drawn to the giant spider summoned from the crack in the stone wall, and they did not notice the threat on the other end.

With the shrill crawling sound of 'snort', the giant scythe-like feet clung to the wall and gradually approached the direction of the four.

In the darkness, after the vision was blocked, the power of hearing was magnified to the limit, which made the spirit of the Three Saints tense, and the swordsman clenched the long sword in his hand, intending to kill the Shadow Demon Spider the moment it appeared.

On the stone wall on the other side, the giant spider formed by the shadow of the holy lamp took advantage of the moment when the attention of the Three Saints was attracted by this shadow demon spider, and quietly climbed to the dome, and moved down the long falling steel cable, looking down at the four of them.

The sound of the coffin shattering kept ringing, the strong death breath of the undead came to the face, and in the black mist, the heavy footsteps of 'stepping, stepping' sounded, and they approached in the direction of the four people.

The black crows on the roof crows cried faster and more urgently, as if they couldn't wait for a feast to come.

What made the elf feel bad the most was his innate powerful senses, which captured the movement behind the church.

A scene flashed through his mind - the ground was turned open, and one arm inside was drilled out of the ground, and the spirits of the dead buried there were along.

"Oh no, we're going to be trapped here."

The picture flickered, and the elf spoke in a hurried tone.

The undead have all awakened, these are undead creatures, and they cannot be completely destroyed without special means.

The undead here died with a curse, and they also had the remnants of the curse on their bodies, which was very difficult to deal with.

'Ho-'

As he spoke, the huge shadow demon spider let out a huge spitting sound, and a stream of fishy pus spewed from the direction of the sound, and the faces of the three saints changed, and the monk reminded:

"Be careful."

The pus of the Shadow Demon Spider carries a powerful corrosive power of the dark spirit, and when it is touched, it is like being cursed, and it is extremely vicious.

The elf tiptoed a little, and a green light appeared on the ground, and a thin bud broke through the ground in the light, and in an instant, it grew into a huge purple-red flower like an umbrella, firmly enveloping the four of them.

In the light, a giant spider with teeth and claws appeared not far from several people, and its huge body formed a larger giant spider shadow under the reflection of light and shadow.

A stream of pus, black as asphalt, spewed out, and the stench was like stagnant corpse water, and the stench was incomparable.

The purple-red giant flower that stood in front of everyone bloomed at the moment when the evil water came, like an open mouth, and took the initiative to probe into the black liquor, and firmly contained it into the bud.

As soon as the petals blocked all the pus, the elf let out a muffled grunt, and then the petals quickly closed, and then large black spots appeared on the purple-red petals, spreading like disease spots to the stems of the plant at a rapid speed!

The dark spot quickly engulfed the faint light of the plants, and the shadow of the giant spider on the ground was about to take shape, and an even more terrifying shadow demon spider was about to awaken.

"Disperse the light—" the monk commanded quickly, and before the elf could act, when he saw that the situation was becoming more and more critical, a female voice suddenly sounded:

"Definitely."

What do you mean? This doubt invariably arose in the minds of the Three Saints, and then an unbelievably strange scene was discovered in front of them.

With Song Qingxiao's words, the black shadow that squirmed on the ground really lost its movement.

"How is this possible?" Extremely surprised, the elf involuntarily let out an exclamation, and a thought flashed through his mind: Could it be that the newcomer is also a magician?

The next moment, the light disappeared completely, and the spider shadow that had not yet formed disappeared with the light, instantly turning into black gas and dispersing into nothingness.

Before the Three Saints could breathe a sigh of relief, the holy lamp above their heads suddenly made a 'creaking' sound.

The thick iron cable seemed to be shaken by some force, causing the lamp to shake incessantly.

The three of them looked up at the top of their heads, and in the darkness they couldn't see what was happening above them, but they could feel something falling rapidly.

The elf threw several power seeds again, and the light flashed, and a few people saw a huge black spider spread its eight long legs and pounced on everyone.

The holy lamp behind it shook violently, and the chains rattled as the body of the lamp flickered.

There is also a terrible giant spider hidden on top of the holy lamp! The monk's pupils shrank sharply, but unfortunately the giant spider lurked close, and at this time, it flew in, and the elf's magic was too late to stop it.

The swordsman didn't care about anything else, and when he was about to use the long sword in his hand to fight hard, he gritted his teeth, and was about to swing it out—

'Whoosh! ’

A spear about a meter long with white rays flew out in the direction of the giant spider, and pierced the giant spider's body with a 'poof'!

'Whew-'

The spider opened its jaws and let out a long hiss.

The spear shot through the spider, and the swift force flew high with the shadow spider's body, until it slammed into the lamp.

The body of the lamp could not withstand the devastation of this force, and when the giant spider collided with the holy lamp, the iron chain broke in response.

The little holy water contained in the lamp splashed everywhere, and when it fell on the necromancy, it made a corrosive sound of 'snorting'.

The fighting qi slashed out by the swordsman hit the falling lamp body, and the fighting qi was vertical and horizontal, slashing the holy lamp into a deformation and flying out.

Everywhere they went, the newly resurrected necromancers avoided it and retreated frantically.

"Holy Lamp!"

When the monk saw this, his eyes immediately lit up with joy:

"They fear the holy lamp, and the power of the light of the great sages protects us."

'Bang! The lamp that had been shot down by the swordsman fell to the ground with weight, forcing the Necrons back wherever it went, freeing up an open space.

"Let's retreat to the place where the lamp is, and rush out with it!"

The necromancers, who did not know what to fear, were very shy about the objects of holy light, and when the monk saw this, an idea welled up in his heart.

"Don't bother."

Song Qingxiao interrupted him, "Retreat behind me." ”

Without waiting for a few people to react, she quickly took a step forward, and a chill centered on her feet, spreading forward at a lightning speed.

The long legs of the Shadow Spider not far from her were quickly overtaken by the frost that surged like a tidal wave, freezing its toes in an instant.

Ice spilled up from its legs, freezing it into an immensely large ice sculpture in the blink of an eye.

Under the light and shadow, the shadow seemed to be uneasy, and it was delusional to make a comeback.

But before it could take shape, Song Qing's small palm was grasped, and an ice whip took shape in her palm, and her arm shook, and the ice whip made a dazzling shadow in mid-air, and with a sound of qi, it hurried towards the ice sculpture!

'Smack-'

In the piercing sound, the ice sculpture broke in response, and the surging ice spiritual power drove straight in, instantly shattering the giant spider frozen in the ice.

The ice sculpture carried the corpse of the Shadow Giant Spider, and the 'boom' exploded, and the fragmented ice slag flew like a goddess scattering flowers, piercing into the resurrected corpse.

The giant spider with a strong sense of oppression was killed by Song Qingxiao in the blink of an eye, and the shadow on the ground had not yet formed, and as the giant spider's body was torn apart, it soon became invisible.

And the giant spider above its head that was pierced by the ice spear flew into the air with the power of the ice spear, and the extremely powerful ice spiritual power penetrated its body, also freezing it into ice until it 'boomed' into the dome of the church.

A large amount of broken ice debris fell like hailstones, the resurrected undead roared before they could get closer, and the frost on the ground spread silently around the church like a surging stream of water.

Everywhere they went, the heavy feet of the undead froze, and it was quickly difficult to move their bodies.

The sound of 'plop, plop' on the ground came from time to time, and the Three Saints saw that the undead whose feet were restricted fell to the ground because they couldn't reach their legs, and then their palms and bodies were also somewhat frozen.

The thick layer of ice quickly trapped them, and then ice picks sprung up from under the bodies of each of the undead, saping their shriveled bodies with a 'poof' sound.

The icicle was so powerful that it even wore these undead corpses and lifted them high.

The undead in the church were dealt with in an instant, and the roar of the undead could no longer be heard.

'Quack-'

After losing the movement of the shadow demon spider and the undead, the crow's chirping became particularly desolate, Song Qingxiao looked up at the top of his head, and then spread his palm-

'Roar! ’

With a long groan, a bit of frost rushed out of her palm, instantly turning into two intertwined ice dragons, roaring and flying in the direction of the dome.

'Boom! ’

Two ice dragons broke through the roof of the church, and the cries of the crows instantly turned into frightened flapping wings, but the ice dragons were faster than them.

In the sound of the 'whistling' wind, a large number of black crows were quickly hit by two ice tornadoes.

A large number of birds flapped their wings frantically and fled, and the noisy 'quack' sound was dispersed in a few moments.