Divine blessings!

Zheng Yi brushed on a layer of blessings, his spiritual perception was strong to the limit of human beings, and the world in front of him changed.

It is a world of invisible silk threads floating around, and all the black mist is a gathering of black silks. On him, beyond the shield of light of the Soul Fire, a thin cocoon has been wrapped.

It was these silk threads that entangled Zheng Yi's body and interfered with his perception.

This is a spider silk that is completely condensed with spiritual power.

Holy Shield!

Light shrouded Zheng Yi and formed a protective cover.

The cocoon shell on the periphery of the Spiritual Fire was melted by the Holy Shield, and the spiritual power spider silk in the air dissipated one after another after touching the Holy Shield.

Zheng Yi suddenly felt a lightness on his body, and the influence of the shadow in his heart was like ice meeting fire, dissolving.

There was a grinding sound in the fortress, like a giant brush cleaning the dusty walls.

The strong light of the tulips swept on the wall, and Zheng Yi finally knew what the "firelight" he saw in the distance was.

It was the blood-red eyes of the descendants of the evil gods.

It is not known how many eyes it has, nor how big its eyes are, the shooting holes and lookouts of the fortress are occupied by eyes.

Zheng Yi saw the only black hole, which was the main gate of the fortress.

It was a passage reserved for food by the descendants of the evil gods, and it could only enter but not leave.

Zheng Yi fearlessly walked towards the main entrance, and the tulips opened up his vision: there were huge crusty mouthparts with long hairs inside, which quickly closed left and right. Shadowy spider silk floated from beneath the mouthparts, turning into ashes on the shield.

Zheng Yi sensed the soul of that big guy from the exposed mouthparts, and the rich shadow, like a materialized spiritual power, was a powerful enemy in Sequence 4.

However, the sequence is only the total asset, and the ability to play the sequence is the cash flow.

There are endless examples of low-level sequences counter-killing high-order sequences, the most typical is that Zheng Yi was blinded by the shadow spider silk just now, and almost sent it to his mouth, thinking that the enemy was a half-orc.

Although the spiritual battle of [Spiritual Whipping] is fierce, this kind of silent shadow spider silk is even more terrifying.

Fortunately, Zheng Yi is the natural enemy of the shadow.

The natural enemy is the existence of complete suppression,

It's the eagle to the rabbit,

anteaters to ants,

Cheetahs to antelopes,

Blue whales for krill!

Holy Fire!

Perception determined the high-dimensional coordinates of the three-dimensional plus soul of the descendant of the evil god, and the golden flame rolled up and burned directly from the depths of the soul.

Hiss!

The air shook suddenly, and all the spider silk rushed towards Zheng Yi.

Whipping like crazy.

The shield shattered in an instant.

The fire of the heart is crumbling.

Holy Shield!

Zheng Yi immediately replenished his shield, and at the same time, a [Spirit Whip] attacked the soul of the descendant of the evil god.

The Descendants of the Evil God let out a silent scream that exceeded the maximum frequency that could be heard by the human ear.

The ultrasound swept in, Zheng Yi put his shield on his chest, and made a face-to-face posture.

Boom!

The shield is shattered.

The ultrasonic wave hit the shield of destiny, sending Zheng Yi five meters away.

The spiritual power condensed into a whip whipped again.

The fire of the soul was directly extinguished.

Zheng Yi was suddenly immersed in the infinite waves of shadows.

Psychic fire! Holy Shield!

With the addition of two shields, Zheng Yi barely stabilized his footing, his mouth and nose were hot, and nosebleeds flowed out like a stream.

Holy Fire!

Another golden flame swept up.

Two huge flames lit up the entire plateau.

Zheng Yi "saw" the Shadow Whip striking again, and without hesitation, he cast the Divine Fire again.

Three huge flames shot into the sky.

The Descendants of the Evil God howled in the flames, not emitting sound waves, only bringing up shadowy waves like mountain peaks, and smashing them towards the "food".

There was no way to avoid attack and defense in the spiritual realm, and Zheng Yi shouted loudly:

"Word: Cage!"

The silvery-white bright spots spread out from the souls of the descendants of the evil gods, and quickly expanded to the entire Highland Fort, without stopping, and continued to expand outward......

Zheng Yi immediately understood that the cage regarded the shadow spider silk of the descendants of the evil god as part of the whole, and wanted to envelop them together. However, the expansion of these spider silks is far beyond the reach of the cage.

Bang!

The cage exceeded Zheng Yi's carrying capacity, like a silver bottle bursting and scattering into countless starlight.

Holy Fire!

Holy Fire!

Holy Fire!

Zheng Yi didn't give the descendants of the evil god a chance to breathe, and three bursts of divine fire bombarded out, taking advantage of this opportunity to quickly rush to the main gate of the Highland Fort.

No matter where you are, can you withstand the Great Thunder and Lightning!

Zheng Yi protected himself with the shield of fate, held the tulip high, and approached the door quickly.

……

……

"Sir, there is a strange phenomenon in the southeast, Sir Snow asks you to go and see for yourself." The young knight squire found Baron Polson in the banquet hall.

The Baron had just started drinking, but he was not a man of great importance. If the Fort of Good Fortune misses even the slightest, himself, his family, and everyone here will become food for the orcs. He threw down his glass, grabbed his saber and walked briskly towards the watchtower.

The Baroness also picked up her two noisy daughters and hurried to follow.

The knights who had dinner followed closely behind, followed by the guards who had heard the news.

Baron Polson ascended the spiraling staircase to the tower, and only then did he learn why Sir Snow, who was on duty at the wall, had let him come and see it for himself.

All those who are qualified to climb the tower are already standing here.

Those who were not qualified to climb the tower were also gathered on the walls.

Everyone in the Good Luck Fort looked at the highlands to the southeast, and if one could see a hill on a clear day, it was the Dwarven Fortress Highland Fort.

At this moment, a pillar of golden flames soared into the sky from the Highland Fort, which had been dead for twenty years.

No one knew how tall the pillar of fire was, but it did look like it had touched the stars.

The pillar of fire was not extinguished for a long time, and everyone trembled in their hearts.

Suddenly, the black shadow of the hill in everyone's eyes was like an earthquake, distorting in the invisible space.

"Magic!" Someone shouted.

All prayed with gestures to Enu, who was of their faith.

A second pillar of fire rose into the air again.

More majestic and brutal than the first pillar of fire.

Then a third pillar of fire was lit.

It completely ignited the entire hill and ignited the hearts of everyone on the Good Luck Castle.

"It's a miracle!"

"It's the gods who want to reclaim Fort Highland!"

The crowd sighed.

"It can't be that the dwarves have invented something new...... someone questioned softly, not having much confidence.

"It's Ankolimun!" A lark-like voice overwhelmed all voices.

The guards dutifully stopped the door of the tower and did not let the people inside come out.

Baron Polson recognized the other as the elven princess and the knight of the crown, as well as the strong mercenary.

"Ask them to come over." The baron commanded.

The three of them walked quickly to the baron's side, and Stone preemptively said:

"This is Maia of Lady Valda, and Ankolimon is fighting against the descendants of the evil gods. This is his usual magic called 'Sacred Fire'. We have fought side by side and seen him used. I also had the privilege of listening to him explain this magic: the sacred fire is fueled by evil, and the more evil and depraved the enemy, the bigger the pillar of fire will be. ”

Everyone gasped in unison.

With such a pillar of fire burning to the sky, how evil the enemy will be!

"My king's protection." The baron whispered, pulling a horizontal line on his chest, a tribute to Tokas, the god of war.

Erwen stepped forward: "We beseech you, Your Excellency, to lend us three fast horses so that we can gallop to our companions. ”

Everyone present exclaimed, not because of Irwen's request, but because of a bright moon on the hill.

A moon brighter than the moon in the sky!