"I'm going to regret it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Paladin Tang said with a deep breath, he slowly walked towards the valley, the morning sun shining down.

"Don!" Ai Ye stretched out his hand to stop him, and said, "I have prepared a teleportation technique. Let's go back. ”

The paladin smiled again: "If I don't go, I will definitely regret it even more." Ai Ye! ”

The paladin walked slowly into the Grand Canyon, as he stepped into the snowy canyon. But he found that the canyon seemed to be huge, and he was silent for a moment. He turned back to find that the road behind him had disappeared. There are only infinite ice and snow worlds.

There is no way out.

"What should I say that?" The paladin smiled self-deprecatingly, "For the glory of the Holy Light." The brilliance of the silver hand is immortal. ”

"The Silver Hand? Your Knights? I've never heard you tell you stories of your past. At this moment, the mage's voice sounded behind him. Aiye's figure appeared behind the paladin. The paladin suddenly smiled and said, "Actually, you don't have to keep up. This is not the work of a wise man. ”

The mage looked up at the frozen castle and said, "Actually, I'm curious too. I'm just following the north wind. ”

"North wind?" The paladin raised his head and said, "It's the north wind again." ”

At this time, more figures appeared out of thin air, and another mage, Andor, had faded from his listless expression and stared at the ancient castle in the distance with great energy.

"My noble young lady, this is not a good decision." Roy said with a sad face, "Lord Earl knows about your adventure and will kill me." ”

Andor said unconcernedly, "What a majestic castle this is, and perhaps it will be the greatest discovery in hundreds of years." This is not any era style of architecture that we know of. Especially the terrifying power that sleeps in it, a power that you cannot understand, cannot imagine, and has never seen before. Maybe we discover more ancient knowledge, maybe we discover civilizations in another world. ”

Looking at these people, the paladin couldn't help but laugh. He opened his hand, and an orange-glowing warhammer appeared in his hand. Suddenly, a vast amount of holy light rippled through the world, and the terrifying legendary power was transmitted in the hammer of the ancient king of Valanel*.

The paladin raised his war hammer, and the power of the holy light suddenly poured out, turning into a blessing of holy light that enveloped everyone. The paladin looked at the castle in front of him and said, "Let's go." ”

"I don't think we're going to be able to go." Andor said with a shrug.

The dim sky was filled with gray clouds that seemed to be within reach of a raised hand. The terrible cold wind roared and roared, rushing towards the mountains that stood in its way. The icy snowflakes mixed with the wind, sneaking out the sharp blades, ready to harvest the life of the earth.

The cold wind brings death, and the snow and ice consume life.

The Death Knight stood and looked at the white sky, his heart rising and falling like snowflakes in the sky.

It's been three months since he came to this world, and all he has been with is the deserted castle and stacks of old and yellowed ancient books. The tips of his eyebrows were furrowed together, and he took a deep breath, and the air was filled with the richness of decay and decay, which almost made it impossible to breathe.

"There is no bright red carpet, no clusters of flowers, and the dead who are full of resentment have risen again from their graves...... This really does not bode well! Muttering, he lowered his head and slanted his gaze at a thin pamphlet in the corner of the table. The black cover is unpretentious, but the content inside is very clear.

The corners of Lu Li's mouth twitched a few times, and his expression was like crying and laughing, which was complicated and difficult to distinguish.

"What is this? I was in captivity. Reduced to mortal again? He rolled up his cuffs and looked at his pale hands. said fiercely: "If you let me know who is making trouble." I'm going to beat him up. ”

He took a deep breath, and vast divine power flowed from the endless void. But in the next moment, the divine power seemed to be unable to find a target, and it dispersed in an instant. Under a mysterious rule that doesn't know where it came from, Lu Li's soul has been completely cut off from his divine power. His will could still call on him to be a divine power, but his divine power did not seek itself out.

Who has such a great self that can separate himself from his divine power? He had a vague answer. But when he thought of this, he was extremely depressed in his heart, as if he had a bad breath under his chest. Stood up, grabbed the heavy tome on the table, and walked to the edge of the windowsill.

"Someone again?" Lu Li was suddenly stunned, looking up at the holy light in the distance, a little stunned. There are so many visitors today. He smiled and quietly walked out of the room and into the throne.

An hour later.

Push away the brightly lit castle. There is neither the danger imagined nor the splendor of the appearance. It was a dark, dirty, dusty and shriveled cobweb, and the smell of mold filled the air, and the castle had not been cleaned for thousands of years, except for the passing years and the never-ending cold wind.

The paladin's team walked silently through the corridor, the hallway dimly lit. The gray walls were embedded with brass candlesticks, and the blue and black metal was mottled with rust. There are no candles, several prismatic crystals are set on the face, which emit a faint halo under the dust cover.

They entered the gate vigilantly, only to see several corpses scattered in the courtyard. These corpses were their former companions, the sons of the nobility. They watched the courtyard with vigilance, but soon realized that they had died not from the enemy or by the trap, but from infighting.

"Be careful, everyone." Kane said, holding the noble sword and guarding the mages behind him. They walked cautiously through the courtyard.

"Welcome. My master has been waiting for him for a long time. At this time, a metallic voice suddenly came. Several people were taken aback, and hurriedly raised their heads, only to see a slender figure appear at the end of the corridor.

The figure walked slowly with a lamp, and its old black leather boots stomped on the ground, stirring up clouds of dust. Beneath your feet is a well-polished marble floor, but buried by the dust of time, you can no longer see the original smooth as a mirror. The dark stone walls opened with slender arched windows, and a weak light was shining in the tattered tapestries. The man's slender figure was like a ghost, attracting the thick darkness around him, merging into one.

His steps were silent. But when he walked in, everyone realized that this figure was actually a metal puppet, as if the metal puppet was exactly like a real person. If it weren't for the metallic texture of its body, no one would have imagined that it was a metal puppet in front of it. And what is even more terrifying is that in the eyes of the metal puppet, there is an orange-red flame, which is the flame of the soul, the power of the undead

"Distinguished guests, please come with me." The metal undead saluted respectfully like an elegant deacon, then turned and walked towards the castle.

Several people glanced at each other, and could only follow slowly. They walked on the black stone steps, still flowing with the light and shadow of the past; The dome covered with cobwebs can still reflect the glory of the past. In the familiar and unfamiliar scenes, countless fragments are buried and flashed in front of your eyes. Everywhere you go, you can pick up a little bit, gradually accumulate, and finally converge into a gurgling stream, pouring into the vast ocean.

In a trance, countless images flashed alternately in front of my eyes. Crowded and lively streets, prostrate crowds, groveling courtiers......

Ai Ye's body couldn't help but shake, and the chaotic memories receded like a tide, leaving only a few pieces of sand on the beach. But there seems to be an ethereal and tactful singing voice ringing in the ears, like a cry of resentment, endlessly, making people's hearts shake and unable to control themselves.

"Who is your master?" At this time, a holy light fell on Ai Ye's head, and Ai Ye suddenly woke up. At this time, Paladin Don asked in a vigilant voice. Ai Ye looked at the others again, and saw An Duo'er, who was also awakened in a trance, and immediately understood that she had also been tricked, and couldn't help but be more vigilant.

Don's question was not answered by the undead. Instead, the undead deacon paid attention to Don with a very curious gaze. Although it is just a metal undead and does not see emotional changes. But anyone can clearly feel the curious gaze of it.

"What are you looking at?" Tang asked indifferently. At the same time, the power of the holy light condensed rapidly, as if the other party was slightly dissatisfied. and left the sword facing each other.

"I've been asleep for too long." The undead asked in a strange tone, "Or am I too old to keep up with the times?" Since when has the use of the Light by mortals become so brutal? I still remember our time, in order to pursue the Holy Light, mortals used their souls to aspire, life to perceive, and thoughts to worship. With his own emotions, he touched the holy light of existence little by little, treated the holy light carefully, condensed the holy light little by little, and turned it into faith. ”

"But this is the first time I've seen anyone treat the Light so harshly. Manipulate the Light with your own will, enslave the Light, and drain the Light as if it were a slave. The undead sighed, "What a surprise." If you don't have faith, how do you sense the Light? If you have faith, how do you treat the Light? This is like stealing divine power. Moreover, how do you use the Holy Light in this way, how do you taste the Holy Light, merge into the Holy Light, and sublimate into a legend? ”

Tang suddenly felt his heart skip a beat, and he squinted at the undead. I can't help but be a little afraid, as if I have discovered some secret. He looked at his curious companion and fell silent. Tang does not believe in the Holy Light, nor does he believe in the Holy Light, and the reason why he can use the power of the Holy Light is indeed because of the existence of a paladin system.

However, at this moment, he was also a little frightened in his heart. He used to use the power of the Holy Light systematically, but he never thought that the essence of his use of the power of the Holy Light was so terrifying, so rough, so abnormal. Now awakened by the undead, he suddenly realized that the use of the holy light was inappropriate, and he couldn't help but be afraid of the future.

A few people passed through a few doors, and then through a long corridor, accompanied by a dry friction sound, the stone seat slowly sank. They came to the castle hall above the hall, which was full of light and holiness. Compared to the decay of other places, this place is incomparably brighter, like the most sacred temple.

In the center of the hall, a delicate rune sword slanted into the hall. When Tang saw the long sword, his brows immediately jumped, and he couldn't help blurting out: "Frost's sorrow!" ”

At the end of the hall, Lu Li, dressed as a death knight, raised an eyebrow. He said in surprise: "Traverser? ”

Tang suddenly raised his head, stunned to see Lu Li sitting quietly on the throne. The others also raised their heads and looked at Lu Li in surprise. They went back and forth between Tang and Lu Li, the same black hair, the same yellow skin, and the same race. Tang asked shockedly, "Are you?" ”

Lu Li raised his eyebrows and replied, "I, I am the master of the North Wind." Mortal. ”