The battle ended before dawn, and the priests thanked the elves and their companions— At the height of the battle, the escaped mage summoned a Flo, and the casters knew that Flomo had a chance to summon another Flo and more low-level demons, but as soon as Flomo appeared, he looked at the black-haired dragonborn with embarrassed eyes, and even the priests and mages who were watching clearly saw that the demon had unconsciously stepped back, and there was an obvious attempt to hide his claws and wings, and even Flomo had a bird's face, and the huge beak took up half of the faceThe golden eyes, which should have been full of coldness and evil, are also a little funny because of the small vertical pupils, and people can still extract the hesitation and fear from them.

Flomo didn't want to give up the opportunity to come to the main material plane, and every demon expected to be summoned to this fat and fragile plane to kill and devour at will, but that didn't mean that he wanted to meet an old friend who could be said to be "good use" to them on the first night - before meeting this half-human, Flomo didn't know what was called spicy duck neck, what was honey roasted wings, what was boneless phoenix claws, and what was called flower chicken...... Seriously, he felt a little salivating as he stared at himself in the mirror - if the humans on the main physical plane were stunned to find that demons and demons were beginning to ramp up asking for spices, hopefully they wouldn't be too surprised.

Then, when Flomo saw the other party lowering his eyes and raising his arm, he immediately gave up the idea of luck, grabbed his summoner, and jumped into the passage connecting the bottomless abyss and this plane without looking back, and also stepped directly under the feet of a quasai demon who had the intention of taking advantage of the fire to rob, although it was a bit of a pity, but he was able to survive the continuous bloody battle, which showed that he had a more intelligent mind and decisive character than other demons- This gesture and gesture is often followed by a spell that is too powerful to dodge and resist.

If it was just magic, the demons and demons would not have no way to deal with it, but the spell thrown by this warlock had a light power that the creatures of the abyss feared and hated, as if he had been thrown directly into the abyss from the top, but he was indeed a dragonborn, and he had no faith, so they had also guessed that the black-haired spellcaster might still have some god blood in his body, or that his dragon's blood came from a silver dragon, or a golden dragon, not an evil red dragon.

No matter how they guessed, even when the bloody battle came to an end, as the owner of this spellcaster, that is, the dark prince Grazt, did not give his answer, not even a vague hint, he still showed such an attitude towards a half-human for the first time, which is also one of the reasons why Flomo suddenly lost his desire to fight as soon as he saw this, he didn't want to touch Grazt's bottom line, even if Grazt was always called a demon like a devil, but all the moodiness of the devil, upside down chaos This six-fingered highness is not lacking at all。

But that one was too much!Flomo wailed at the thought that he had shown weakness, had withdrawn, and had voluntarily given up such a precious opportunity, but the warlock's spell had struck him accurately on the hips, and the scorching smell of the feathers was mixed with the smell of burning flesh, making the demon suffer and starve.

In addition to the mage who summoned the demons, there are also three thieves. One of them was spotted by Eloch when he tried to sneak into Lucieu's side, they fought in the shadows and light, and finally one of Lucieu's long arrows pierced the thief's shoulder, but the fierce thief didn't seem to see his life as something of value at all, he crushed a rune after the dagger was knocked down, and after the rune gem shattered, a violent trickle of magic swept everything within tens of feet around it and tore it to pieces, Eloch only had time to grab Lucieu and hold Lucier, who was still very petite for him。 When the hurricane departed, the priests found them in the ruined courtyard, thankfully, they were all alive, Lucieu was only slightly injured, but Eloch's wounds were deep in several places, and in some places even wriggling internal organs.

Fortunately, there was nothing else here, it was the priest and the paladin, and after the senior priest hurried in and cast the healing god, Eloch's critical condition was finally reversed.

Eloch was probably the most seriously injured in this dastardly raid, the other thief, the gnome disguised as a child, was nailed to the wall by Kerribben's arrows, and the third thief, the one who was controlled by Cremar's spell before the demon arrived, nearly broke free of the spell while the black-haired Dragonborn was busy dealing with the demon, causing undue harm - if it weren't for the priest or the paladin who surrounded him, but some mortal, things would surely slip away from everyone's sight.

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The morning light poured down once more on the sanctuary and temple of Rosada, and the true pilgrims and believers came out of their rooms, unaware of the fierce battle that had taken place while they were sleeping, and even the courtyard destroyed by the hurricane was almost restored to its original appearance with the help of the elves, and under the dense and tall laurel trees, they picked up the laurel leaves to their satisfaction, rolled them into small cups, and chanted with the priests, letting the morning light shine into the water, and then slowly poured the cup of pure water containing the blessing of the god of morning light into their mouths。

Of course, the thieves did not know that since the tragedy of the White Tower, the priests of Rosada had changed the setting of the water source, and only the senior priest and his chief disciple (and the established heir) knew where the water in the courtyard came from, and that the senior priest was responsible for entering the temple and replacing the holy relics, and it was said that each temple and sanctuary had its own way of ensuring that this secret would not be easily revealed.

The senior pastor raised his hand and pressed his chest, and he sang loudly, sincerely offering his sincere and deep gratitude to Rosada - although it is true that they did not know anything about the events of the previous night, no one was sure that they would not lose their friends and companions in the battle, and such an outcome could be called perfect, no one died, no one fell, and no one was left with irreversible mutilation.

Today, the priests of Rosada chanted longer than before, and by the time the service was over, the sun had become a little hot, and the worshippers had returned to their rooms or left, and the senior pastor turned around and saw his disciples standing not far from him.

"Mentor. The senior pastor's disciple bowed deeply.

The senior priest didn't say anything more, he and his disciples hurried to the underground area of the sanctuary - there was no formal prison in the sanctuary of Rosada, but there were more impregnable rooms than the prison, and the thieves who had been left behind in these rooms had all been caught, and after a brief examination and questioning, their weapons and powers had to be stripped away, in any case, they could not be so reckless in handing over a dangerous killer to a group of mortals.

The elves were there, too, and on the long table beside them, there were all sorts of things that had been found from the thieves, and they were arranged in a proper way - the ones in the leather bags had been emptied, and after the senior priest and the elves had exchanged greetings, they came to the table to check them one by one, but as the emblems, weapons, rune seals (gems), and markings fell into his eyes one by one, the senior priest's expression became unsightly. Because the battle between Rosada, the god of morning light, and Shirek, the god of conspiracy, has become fierce, and their followers are also unbreakable enemies on the ground, but these emblems indicate that they not only worship Shirek, the god of conspiracy, Marsk, the god of thieves, but also Talos, the god of storms, and Talona, the goddess of poison, have clues that they are involved.

Kerry didn't care much about this, and the edict of Angelis, the god of life, also showed that he and Rosada, the god of morning light, had become allies, plus his god Suren, and Tyre, who had been standing by their side in the first place, and Ilmot, the camp of the good gods had been united, and in this case, the evil gods would only go faster. The elves' fears were even more important - the war of the gods that had almost destroyed the main physical plane was not far away, and the continent was still full of devastation they had left behind, and if this was another war that would cause the stars to fall, it was unknown how many innocent lives would be plunged into the sea of blood.

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Because of the internal organs, Eloch had to recuperate for a few days before he could continue his operation, after all, they would fall into a new battle at any time after leaving here, but the priest Ilmort who had agreed with them needed to be transferred to Tara from the previous location, but after contacting the straightforward priest with a spell, she agreed without too much hesitation.

When the second night came, there was a soft knock on Kerribben's door, and he opened it, but he could not find anyone knocking, and then he heard a slight noise, and followed the noise, and he saw a small slender hand waving in the darkness, and then he saw Afra's face. That face is obviously still a childish child, but it has a thrilling charm, except for the elf, Cremar, and the senior priest of Rosada, there is almost no one who does not succumb to this gorgeous sword, which makes Kerry often feel worried, especially when he knows that Afra can be said to have become the embryo of Flo, this girl clings to the most secret and seductive weapon in this plane, but can annihilate the soul and body at the same time, but the childlike heart makes her full of unpredictability- The only one who could restrain her was her guardian, but the Elven Ranger, who knew that Cremar was sometimes incredibly soft-hearted, didn't think that the bond between them could really capture this turbulent soul, just as he did to Cremar, and Cremar couldn't make a cold but rational decision in the last moments - if he was to let him ...... in Afra Kerry wasn't sure he made the right choice in the end, and neither could he, so when he knew that Cremar might be an undead, his arrows eventually missed the target, and when he finally found the term Atonement Lich, which was not known to most people, the first thought that jumped into his mind was to find a chance for Cremar to atone for his sins.

"Do you want to talk to me about something?" said Kerry gently, as he and Afra were about to step out of the sanctuary, "I can't get too far from here. ”

"Nothing important," Afra said with her hands behind her back, looking at the moon, which was as bright as silver, the moonlight always made people feel cold, and Afra might have felt that way, but more than that, she only felt a fire burning in her chest. "I just wanted to ask you. ”

"What?"

"Don't you ask?" said Afra.

"Ask what?" Kerry asked patiently, "Should I know something?"

A smile of pity appeared on Afra's face, "Cremar likes you very much," she replied, "I heard him say your name in Grenada......" she lowered her head and thought for a moment, "You, Your Majesty," she said, "You know that you are very important to him, very," she said, gesturing her tone, "Do you know what I was thinking when I heard him talk about you?" I'm thinking, no, I'm praying, I'm praying to the gods who are not allowed to mention names and who must have a very devout heart, I hope. The girl turned and looked at Kerribben, her eyes so strange and uncomfortable: "I hope you can have a tenth, wait, one hundredth, and like him as much as he likes you." ”

The elf was silent for a moment: "What did I do to make you think otherwise?"

Afra suddenly laughed: "I've been waiting for you to ask him, I think, my guardian is also waiting, but you've been silent. ”

"Why don't you ask him?" said Afra, "haven't you noticed that he has made two fatal mistakes?"

Kerry looked at Afra sternly.

"It seems that you have found out," Afra pointed out sharply, "but you have not mentioned a word, you have embraced him, walked side by side with him, faced the terrible enemy together, you called him by his name, called him your own people and companion, but turned a blind eye to his rotting wounds!"

"I'm his friend," said Kerribben, "and it could be his brother and mentor, but Afra, there are some things that even parents, lovers, and best friends can't touch......

"But he's in pain!" called Afra.