"There!" Sarah shouted as she pointed to an Ionian cupboard against the wall. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoA group of blood-red-eyed mist spirits were poking in through the hole, and she strode into the middle of the spirits, feeling like she had jumped naked into an ice cave. Even if it was just a light sweep, she felt the heat be swept away in part, and the coral charm was hot against her skin.

She swung her saber and slashed the undead with a familiar sense of reality in her hand, Sarah's musket might not be able to deal with the dead, but the blades of magical energy from Demacia could hurt them, and the undead hissed and stepped back.

"Can the dead be afraid? Looks like it will! They began to scatter in all directions under the light of the sword! Sarah asked herself in her heart, but she didn't relent, and stabbed the ground at the undead.

"That's all~!" Sarah smiled at this moment, her bright red hair fluttering in the undead battle. But when she looked at the situation not far away, her smile disappeared in an instant, and Sarah's conscience that she had not completely lost made her let out a loud cry that she hadn't even expected: "Run~~"

"Ah~ Mom!" A child screamed, and Sarah saw the mist rushing towards him, and she slid to his side, grabbed the child in her arms with one hand, and scratched her back with her frozen paws, making her feel like her limbs were filled with ice water.

Sarah stabbed her backhand behind her, and the necromancer dissipated with a howl. A woman hiding behind a bench reached out and took the child. Miss Doom barely managed to stand up, but the feeling of weakness began to spread throughout her body. The sound of gunshots, the sound of swords, the howls of the undead, the exclamations of the living...... There was chaos in the temple.

"Captain," Raven shouted.

Sarah followed the prestige, the stout oak latch had cracked, and Raven and a dozen men held their backs against the door, but the wooden door had been dented in the roof. The claws of the undead pierced through the door, sending shards flying in all directions. A man was caught in the heart, screaming in despair and being dragged into the fog outside the door. Another man reached out to pull him, and his entire arm was ripped off.

Raven spun around and stabbed the dagger into the crack with all his might, and the undead immediately took the useless weapon. A ghost figure squeezed through the torn wooden door, claws clawed into Raven's chest, and the siren's lieutenant roared in pain, the blood on his face quickly receding.

Sarah stumbled towards her, using all her strength, and the saber severed the undead's arm, dispersing it entirely. Raven fell to the ground and breathed like a gossamer, and Miss Doom herself was no better, breathing in the foul-smelling but fresh air, and crouched nervously and called, "Don't die here, Raven!" ”

Seriously injured, staring at Raven, he opened his eyes slightly, although he felt that his whole body was getting cold, he still forced himself to mutter: "The dead can't kill me, the bastard just touched me!" ”

"Bang~" Raven muttered~ The sound of glass breaking suddenly came from the window, the tentacles of the black mist merged in the air, and the large boiling mist was full of fangs and claws and eyes eager to kill.

Sarah had her sword in her hand and wanted to fight again, but her hands and feet were so sore that she couldn't lift them, and she clenched her teeth in resentment, and she only had five or six left, and most of the people in the room couldn't even fight, and the undead were still pouring in.

Looking back at Aloy, the priestess and her men were still circling the statue, performing the ritual of slapping, with no sign of anything about to happen. The strange statue was completely indifferent.

What the hell is she up to? Do you want the statue to come alive and drive the dead away? Did she think she was a scientist in Picheng?

"Whatever you're doing, hurry up!" Sarah shouted at Eloi, and the planks of the roof were lifted off and swirled away by the wind. The dead gathered into a pillar and fell like a tornado, descending on the heads of all who were still alive.

The gate finally blew open inward, and the planks withered under the touch of the undead. The terrifying sound of the hunting horn resounded through the hall, and Miss Doom covered her ears with difficulty

Hecarim walked into the temple, followed by a group of necromantic knights, who had trampled down the top door. Their souls were swept away in the blade of the Shadow of War, and the cold flames rose up, reflecting the plague-like green of the temple. The undead in the house couldn't help but retreat to the side when they saw Hecarim's might.

"As I said, the dead are not welcome here." Aloy drank violently, she came to Miss Doom at some point, her figure was stout and majestic, the pale light lingered all over her body, the hollowed-out copper ball in her hand splashed with light, her hands trembled slightly, her chin was tense, the green tendons on her neck were like thick cables, beads of sweat rolled down her cheeks like a stream, no matter what Aloy was doing, it was obviously very troublesome.

The Shadow of the Destruction Behemoth, Hekarim's horse's hooves, made the cliff temples begin to tremble, and the long halberd of the burning green flame slightly raised its hollow eyes to look at the temple, and the soul fire beat in its eye sockets, letting out a proud roar: "These immortal souls are mine. ”

"No, this is Naga Kapoulos's palace, and she's against the dead!"

Hearing the solemn words of the priestess, Hecarim slowly lowered his proud head and lowered his huge halberd in his hand, facing Aloy's heart: "The necromancer will get what he wants." ”

Aloy did not fluctuate at the cold breath that penetrated the blood in her heart, because her soul belonged to the god of Naga Kapolos, and calmly looked at Hekarim's tall body and shook her head: "Not today, because I am still moving." ”

"You can't stop me."

"Deaf as a dead man." Aloy laughed, the light behind him grew stronger, and said in a low and solemn voice, "I never said that I would stop you." ”

As Aloy's solemn voice rang out, Sarah saw that the twisted statue was shrouded in dazzling light. White light flowed from its surface, and no shadow dared to stay where it passed, and the light surged forward, so that Sarah couldn't help but cover her eyes to avoid blindness, and the black mist continued to peck away and dissipate, revealing the strange evil spirits hiding within. The white light cleanses them of the abominable magic that has cursed them for years.

Miss Doom expected to hear the screams, but the undead who had been freed wept with joy to regain their freedom, and the light spread along the ruined walls, and when she was also immersed in it, she couldn't help but scream in pain, and a warm current filled with the breath of life ran through her body and mind, completely emptying the paralyzing feeling of death.

Naga Kapoulos' light approached Hecarim, and Miss Doom began to fear him when she saw him, not knowing what it would do to him. What could be more terrible for him to carry a curse than accept it?

"You're free, Hecarim." Aloy's voice seemed to have reached her limit: "You should come forward, repent of your foolishness and grief in the light, and become the person you longed for again." ”

"Roar~" Hekarim roared angrily and slashed at Aloy's neck, but the sword in Sarah's hand flew into the air. The two soldiers met each other~ a sonorous fire, followed by Eloy's calm voice: "Get out of my city." ”

Hecarim stabbed at the wheel of his halberd, but the light pierced through his armor, and he roared in pain, falling headlong to the ground in the scorching heat, and the light of a knight floated from within him, like two portraits corresponding to each other in front of the same curtain, flickering in the candlelight.

Miss Doom glanced at it, and saw that the knight was dressed in gold and silver armor, and a pair of proud dark eyes on a handsome young face, as if endless glory awaited him in the future. What happened to him?

Hecarim roared all the way out of the temple. His ghost knights turned around and left, a clump of broken souls trailing with them.

"Heh~ Centaurs who fled greatly!" Just when Sarah thought it was all over, a chuckle and exclamation came from her ears, and she couldn't help but stare at the place where the voice came from.