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"I'll answer." The voice of the old man sounded overhead, and a white-bearded old man in archmage costume slowly descended from the top of the tower on a pumice stone.

The well-eared mercenary leader Slar whispered in Roger's ear, "He was the one who gave the warning just now. ”

"This 'Guardian Tower', engraved with an intricate guardian circle on the top of the tower, is indeed an ancient ruin. For hundreds of years, my apprentices and I have been delving into the secrets it guards. The old man glanced at Roger, "Dark Believer, although we still don't know the secret hidden by the Magic Tower, we clearly know that there is only one reason why it keeps inhaling magic elements, and it replenishes the astonishing consumption of the Guardian Circle. ”

Roger frowned slightly, "You mean, what does this magic tower guard?" ”

The white-bearded archmage smiled slightly, "Or maybe it's sealed something." ”

Roger nodded, "So, you don't dare to consume too much of the magic power stored in the magic tower, and this is the reason why the magic shield was torn apart by the evil spirit?" ”

The archmage bowed slightly, confirming Roger's judgment.

"Moreover, it is becoming more and more clear to me that there is a very close connection between the Guardian Tower, the Mist Swamp, and the Undead Tide." A flash of melancholy flashed in the archmage's eyes, "The undead keep attacking the Gray Mist Village, for the sake of obviously the secret of the Demon Tower. So, we can't let them succeed in any way. ”

Roger stared into the magician's eyes and said calmly, "What to do?" ”

"The magic shield is the first barrier of the magic tower, and it must be repaired." The old patriarch hurriedly replied.

After glancing at the old patriarch, the archmage nodded with a complicated expression: "Yes." But it takes time to repair the circle, so you have to wait as long as possible to try to block the second wave of attacks. ”

"A second wave of attacks?" Roger's brows furrowed, "So what?" ”

The white-bearded archmage twitched the corners of his mouth and forced out a few words: "Corpse Beast Frenzy." ”

Roger's mind was immediately filled with an endless stream of rotten monsters. Taking a deep breath and holding his feelings, Roger smiled at Slar freely: "Let's go, brother!" ”

"Hmm!" Slar nodded heavily.

Although most of them were slain by the Dark Judgment of the Twilight Knights, when Roger walked out of the tower, there were still scattered undead wandering in the dark sky. The magic and fighting spirit on the city wall not far away are still blooming tenaciously, and the holy flames that fall from time to time carry everyone's last hope.

"Oh my God, aren't the clergy tired?" The mercenary captain exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"That's the power of faith." Looking around, Roger quickly selected his target and quietly pounced on it with a faint afterimage.

There were three rifts in the magic shield, one of which was released by the Knight of the Twilight Knight, and one was blocked by the followers led by the clergy, and it was the third rift that Roger rushed to at this time.

"Old man, the archmage must be hiding something." The mercenary captain snapped his mana-infused crossbow bolt into the receiver and followed Roger closely. "But the magic tower is not blocked at all from the top, and I can't figure out where the magic array is engraved."

"Pumice, engraved on pumice." Roger replied without looking back.

"So it's strange, it stands to reason that a substance like a pumice stone that can float, isn't it impossible for magic runes to be accurately located?" Slar shrugged.

Roger didn't reply, and that's where he wondered.

"By the way, it seems that the magician is not a local?" Slar's mind is leaping enough.

"Be careful." Arriving just in time, the Twilight Knight unleashed the Shadow Spear and slew the evil spirit that Leng Buding pounced on from within the wall.

"Damn, I hate these disembodied bastards!" Roger, who was slightly distracted, was almost caught by the ghost claw, and he was shocked into a cold sweat.

As soon as everyone rushed to the city, the light arc rippled, and the crack disappeared out of thin air.

"Shroud repaired?" The mercenaries who rushed up all the way gasped and stuffed the recovery potion into their mouths.

"Quick, there is a crack in the East City!" The Knight of the Grey Village, who wandered around the village, quickly gave an answer.

Before the mercenary arrived, the knight's shout rang out: "Thank God! The crack is healed! ”

"Come to the west of the city! Crack ...... "Without waiting for the mercenary to turn around, the howling man probably didn't even believe his own next words, "Huh? The crack is gone? ”

"What's going on?" Roger frowned.

The Twilight Knight gazed at the towers in the city and muttered, "Looks like they're spinning the magic shroud......"

"Rotating Guardian Circle?" Roger almost snapped at him.

As we all know, magic circles need to be engraved in places such as the ground, scrolls, magic gems, and metals, which have accurate spatial positioning. And once determined, the spatial coordinates of the magic runes cannot be changed. And such a thing as rotating the guardian circle is obviously much beyond Roger's knowledge of magic.

The occurrence of a qiē quickly proves the knight's inference.

The chaotic arc of light caused the entire magic shield to twist continuously, and the crack that kept moving all the time actually merged with the third crack entrenched in the dark cage!

"Oh my God—" Roger's astonishment was played out again, and the second crack blocked by the clergy and followers merged in!

"Hooray!" The mercenaries who were fighting with all their might didn't know what was going on, but that the circle had been repaired. But he can't hide a strong man like the Twilight Knight.

The shield was broken in three places and turned into one, and even with the terrifying dark cage in the way, the army of the undead still pounced on it regardless of life and death. Greedy, they hope to fill the belly of the egg of original sin with a terrifying amount!

No matter how big the belly is, it will burst one day!

Countless evil spirits came one after another, shredded and absorbed by the dark web as thin as a hair, and transported into the cocoon sac entrenched in the center. The egg of original sin is expanding at a terrifying rate, like a black hole that devours everything!

These crazy accumulations of evil are the original sin that the Dusk Knight cannot afford!

From the egg of original sin, a monstrous wave of greed overflowed with immense greed, and waves lapped the knight's sea of consciousness. The embankment of faith, which has long been riddled with holes, cannot withstand the merciless impact of the huge waves at all, and may collapse at any time!

The knight fell to his knees on one knee, sweating profusely and shivering in pain. If he can't withstand the backlash of the egg of original sin, what awaits him will be the collapse of his personality and the loss of his soul!

In the face of the huge pressure of survival, the archmage in the tower made an extremely despicable choice, and did not hesitate to sacrifice the Dusk Knight to relieve the crisis of the Gray Mist Village!

In the depths of the Sea of Consciousness, the soul-devouring waves erode every time the tide receded, attaching countless evil spirits to the cracked embankment of faith. It was as if the poison soaked in the bones kept corroding the knight's broken soul.

Black aura seeped from every pore, and the indescribable pain drove the knight crazy.

If this Super Original Sin Egg is allowed to explode, a terrifying dark blast will sweep away both living and dead!

Therefore, the Twilight Knight, who accepted Wu Chen's order to protect the human race, must persist desperately!

"Mixed ...... Egg! Looking at his companion who was gradually fogging, Roger was at a loss. Except for useless swearing, there is no way to vent the love of the violent *!

"Use his sacrifice alone to save everyone in the Grey Mist Village, and I would do the same." The voice without a trace of fireworks suddenly sounded, and Roger turned around angrily, facing a pair of holy eyes.

"My name is Angeliel, Pastor of Shingon." The girl was dressed in a linen robe with a blue ribbon embroidered with a shimmering cross on her chest.

Roger snorted coldly, he was not interested in the priesthood because of his belief in darkness.

"Impudent heretic ......"

The priestess interrupted the swordsman's scolding behind her with a wave of her hand, and walked gently to the Twilight Knight. "Such a powerful aura of depravity, he is...... Twilight Knight? ”

"Is believing in darkness necessarily falling?" Roger retorted dismissively, "Please take back your words." Don't forget, it was He who saved us all. ”

The priestess smiled sweetly, "Okay, this gentleman who believes in darkness, I apologize to you. ”

Roger forced his heart to be unhappy, "Since you can see my partner's situation, is there a solution?" ”

The priestess glanced at the terrifying storm of the undead and shook her head weakly, "Now, only he can save himself. ”

Roger said angrily, "Then what are you doing here, just to say something that doesn't hurt or itch?" ”

"Humph! Come here, of course, to eradicate evil! The rather handsome swordsman behind him said coldly.

The priestess did not speak, but the expression on her face was already clear.

Roger preemptively blocked the Twilight Knight. "You're going to kill him?"

Sighing, the priestess nodded firmly. "Yes. If he can't resist it, and his soul throws himself into evil, the danger will be greater than the evil spirits outside. ”

Roger laughed miserably, "Huh! Scold! He sacrificed himself to save you, and now the people he saves will kill him! What a sad fate! ”

A momentary look of shame flashed across the priestess's face, but it was quickly replaced by incomparable firmness. The handsome follower behind him sneered and said, "Actually, it's also a relief for him. ”

"Take off your mother!" With a loud shout, a cold arrow shot into the swordsman's throat like a poisonous snake.

The man subconsciously tilted his head, and the cold arrow grazed his neck and shot into the night, splashing a large cloud of blood mist. Handsome's appearance was instantly torn apart by fear, and the man clutched his blood-spurting neck and howled: "Kill him, kill him!" ”

Before the female priest could stop it, the followers around her had already moved, and the magic sword qi smashed towards Roger!

The black light burst out, and the black dagger danced around the body into a curtain of light, blocking all weapons, and with a flip of the wrist, it pierced the small fireball that could come like lightning. The burst of flames turned to ashes on the Cloak of Shadows, and the voice of the priestess was about to ring.

"Stop! He is not an enemy yet. ”

Roger was on guard, and while wiping away the residual blood from the corner of his mouth, he quietly fed himself a small bottle of recovery potion. Hand-to-hand combat, especially hand-to-hand combat, was a great skill for the Shadow Thief, but it was still very costly for him to block this round of attacks. R1152