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Grey Mist Village.

Before you know it, the fog has eroded the last of the clearings, enveloping the entire small city. There was a dead silence at the head of the city, and everyone held their breath as they stared at the billowing fog.

In the rising mist, there seemed to be countless evil spirits shuttling through it, changing terrifying light and shadow. Propelled by the churning tides, the twisted gray mist surged toward the town in rings, flapping at the fragile magical shield.

"Brothers, we will meet again in hell!" Roger whistled loudly, harsh under the silent night sky.

Even the cautious mist was alarmed, instantly tearing apart the camouflage and roaring towards the city walls. The demons in the rising tide danced wildly, smashing over everyone's heads.

Rumble!

"Be careful!" The ground shook, and many of the guards were even thrown off the city and fell to their deaths on the rocky ground.

"The magic array has a spatial overlapping vibration, and the coordinate positioning is deviated!" The tall tower in the center of the village sounded the warning of the old magician.

The magic shield that protected everyone suddenly rippled into a distorted arc of light, which was a sign of energy instability. The physical collision consumes the energy of the magic circle at most, and only the impact of additional magic elements will completely shake the talisman imprinted on the guardian circle, and the other magic circle will be damaged.

"There are more than the undead in the tides." An old cleric said suddenly.

"What else?" Roger had pulled out his crossbow.

"Hunger. thirst (the last few have been harmonized with this word), extremely hungry. Thirsty. The priest subconsciously clenched the cross on his chest.

Through the twisted arc of light, the tide of death crashed against the thinner and thinner walls. Countless undead with teeth and claws in the wave frantically tore at the magic shield, making a terrifying sound of glass bottles exploding. With a terrible howl from the netherworld, the tide rose sharply, and the dense undead towered like a wall, spilling over the walls of the village from all directions, and then collapsed towards the center!

"Hold on!" The crowded city was filled with mourning, and the village was engulfed in an instant.

Gray Mist Village is like a small beetle in a glass bottle, sad and helpless. Through the increasingly distorted walls of magic, the undead and warriors are engaged in a life-and-death confrontation through the thin barrier!

The maggot-dense undead frantically gnawed at the shield, and the hideous grimaces with greedy blood pupils filled the entire time and space!

"I'm not doing it, I'm not doing it! Ahhh "Someone broke down. Fear is insane, and the mercenaries who are used to killing are also crushed. Wildly wielding the blade in his hand, he jumped down from the city in a bloody way, and his brain burst out.

Click!

The sound of shattering sounded in the depths of the soul, and the fragile shield was torn open by the undead! As if stung countless greedy poisonous flies on the cracks of eggs, the evil spirits crowded and tore into the shield!

"Block them!" A terrible howl rang out through the crowd, and the guards spurred each other on courage and rushed forward.

Burst!

With a flash of fluorescent light, the evil spirit with fangs and claws was instantly pierced through the center of his eyebrows. A faint glow immediately ignited a holy flame, erupting from the wound and purifying the evil spirits.

"It worked! Enchant, with enchanted weapons! "I don't know whose attack gave the guards a great encouragement, and this rare glimmer of life made the morale suddenly burst. The mercenaries skillfully form a battle formation and pounce on the influx of the undead!

"Kill!" The shield pressed against the claws, and the broadsword slashed diagonally, splitting the evil spirit. "Die!" The white feather arrow accurately pierced the blood-dripping eye socket of the sneak attack undead, igniting a firelight all the way.

"Wow!" Helplessly, the undead came one after another, and an exhausted shield swordsman was torn apart by the evil spirit, spraying a mouth full of rotten wood slag and quickly shriveled and collapsed, and before he could breathe, his spine was crushed by the heavy armor and he fell to the ground with a bang.

Like a pitch-black tornado, the evil spirits scrambled for the shield swordsman's milky white soul fragments and fled, each looking for a safe place to eat, ready to enjoy a delicious meal to their mouths.

A strong gust of wind blew in through the cracks in the rippling shroud, taking away the last dry bones from the warrior's helmet. Not a trace of lifeless ash scraped the mercenaries' cheeks, shaking the fragile souls even more.

Morale was drained by the ashes raised by one fallen fighter after another. The fear of death crept over his eyes, and his increasingly heavy arms gradually became unable to support the powerful slash......

The collapse is irreversible.

Laugh at!

In a moment, a beam of light that melted into the darkness pierced through countless evil spirits and struck the fragile rift. Like the most viscous maltose in the world, the beam of light stirs up layers of ripples, squeezing away the piles of evil spirits and gluing the cracks together.

"What's going on?!"

"Hooray!" The mercenary who seemed to have been fished out of the water was ecstatic, "Who saved us?!" ”

Roger swallowed his saliva and whispered without looking back, "Man, what kind of magic is this?" ”

"The Dark Cage." A muffled reply rang out in the thick darkness behind him.

Roger couldn't help but sigh, "Tsk! It fits perfectly with the Guardian Shield. Man, you've made me smash my jaw again. ”

"The task assigned by the adults can only be completed with all their might." The deep and powerful voice of the strong man hidden in the darkness is buzzing in the ears of the Shadow Thief.

"I won't believe it, he's your new leader......" Roger smiled self-deprecatingly. At that time, he was ashamed to lead the way for Wu Chen, but he didn't know that it was someone's backyard!

The 'Dark Maltose' unleashed by the Twilight Knight was apparently unable to stop the mad attacks of the evil spirits, and soon became a victim of countless sharp claws. The army of evil spirits pounced with their teeth and claws, and the mercenaries who had replenished the enchantment consumption lined up the human wall again.

However, the wisps of 'Dark Maltose', which were infinitely stretched and still firmly adhered to the evil spirit, played an unexpected role. As if pulling a rubber band to the limit, the undead grabbed at the wall from a distance of their little arms, but they were doomed to find nothing but shredded air.

"Die!" The cold weapon unleashed the Holy Radiance, smashing the live targets in front of him in the air.

The evil spirit was consumed by the flames, and the rubber band that had lost its support suddenly collapsed. dragged a series of half-moon-shaped afterimages, slashing countless evil spirits. The adjacent black leather bands then weave into a super net, engulfing the dead and half-dead evil spirits in one go.

"Huh?" A soft shout rang out from the rear of the dense battle formation, which was quickly drowned out by the deafening cheers.

I saw that a dark spider web made of rubber bands was entrenched in the crack of the shield, firmly guarding the only way to enter the Gray Mist Village. And in the center of the spider's web, there is a vigorous and beating black cocoon sac.

The undead rushing in at high speed are like moths to the flames, shredded and stuck by cobwebs, melting and disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, the cocoon sac in the center of the cobwebs is also rapidly expanding unconsciously. It turns out that this is the real dark cage!

"Dude, what's in there?" Roger whispered as he pointed to the growing oocyst.

After a long time, the complex voice of the Twilight Knight sounded behind him: "The egg of original sin." ”

The corners of Roger's mouth twitched, and he forced out a few words: "Original Sin Bomb?!" "Forbidden spell-level black magic that claims to be able to destroy a city in an instant?!

Click! Click!

The answer to the Shadow Thief was the continuous shattering sound of the village's magic cover.

"Oh no, the shield was broken through by them!" With the hissing shouts of the mercenary leader Slar, the army of evil spirits rushed towards the village and town after the fleeing crowd.

"Let's go." The knight turned and walked down the spiral ladder, and Roger rushed down. From time to time, mercenaries whose souls have been devoured by evil spirits fall from their bunkers overhead, and their ears are filled with terrible wails, and the Dusk Knight unleashes the Shadow Spear along the way, piercing through the evil spirits that pounce on them.

The flames began to flicker in the beautiful village, and more and more villagers frantically waving their arms in an attempt to drive away the evil spirits rushed out of their homes, squirting rotten organs and wailing and falling.

Death spread rapidly with smoke and fire, and the terrifying army of the undead was simply inexhaustible.

"Hey! Partner, you should release some more cocoons! Roger swung his dagger and followed closely behind the knight.

Raising his hand to pierce a blood-dripping evil spirit, the knight replied, "I only feel hunger. Thirsty. ”

"I understand that each egg can only absorb one original sin." Roger, who is also a dark believer, quickly understands the principle of the egg of original sin. It seems that the Knight of Twilight can only release one original sin at a time. In other words, each Knight of the Twilight represents only one original sin.

"My lord, where are we going?" Slar, the mercenary leader who had followed him all the way, finally couldn't help but ask. After witnessing the true abilities of the knight and Roger, he was in awe and unconsciously used honorifics.

"Kill the undead." The knight's answer to him was quite clear.

Roger quickly explained: "The original sin of the undead who killed will be absorbed by that egg, and the more we kill, the more we absorb!" Until it's filled with the eggs of original sin, we'll bounce it into the middle of the enemy line......"

"Got it!" Knowing the fat man's explosive gesture, Slar danced his sword to protect the left flank of the fighting group. As the team grows larger and larger, lone mercenaries gather to strangle the evil spirits that come in under the leadership of the Twilight Knights. The village was only torn apart by the magic array, and the strong walls were still intact. That's why the massive number of living corpses in the swamp are crowded under the city walls, and they are constantly hitting the city walls with their bloody claws! However, with their highly decaying bodies, trying to break through the defenses of the boulder is simply delusional.

Perhaps fearing the terrifying strength of the Twilight Knights, the evil spirits circled around and pounced on the tower that towered in the middle of the village.

"Man, there are too many of them." A sword slashed through the last evil spirit, and the mercenary leader Slar gasped for air.

The Twilight Knight, who had no monster to kill, subconsciously raised his head and looked at the gap in the magic cover torn by the evil spirit: "We have to find a way to repair the crack in the magic cover." ”

Roger smiled and nodded, "Then go to the Mage Tower." Since the mage inside can release the magic shield, there must be a way to repair it. ”

Slar suddenly realized, and followed the chicken pecking at the helmet head: "Yes! The people inside must be thinking of the same way, we are here to protect them! ”

"Haha, Slar, you guy, you actually want to hide in it!" Roger puffed up his cloak to block the claws of the sneak attack, and severed the head of the evil spirit with a backhand. A thick dead aura gushed out, and the headless evil spirit quickly faded away.

"Roger, you've been so hard to deceive." Slar's face changed the subject with a complicated expression: "After working together for so long, I didn't know you were a dark believer (undead)." ”

"Hey, hey!" Roger raised the dim black dagger in his hand, "Slar, this is Lennox!" Necessary disguise is a guarantee of safety. ”

The knight stopped suddenly, and a cloud of entangled and biting evil spirits suddenly rushed out of the alley behind him. Faint fragments of souls were being split between the claws of the ghosts pulling at each other, and the weeping souls could still vaguely make out the silhouette of a child.

The devastating evil spirit quickly smelled the breath of the living, licking the corners of its bloody mouth and rushing up.

Laugh at!

The forehead pierced by the feather arrow healed quickly, and it turned out to be a resentful spirit that could resist the holy light! R1152