"The Dark Temple!?"

Hearing this, Xiuyin's heart was shocked, he had heard of the Dark Temple, and he knew about it in the Mage Tower.

President Casillas of the Stoke City Mage Guild didn't talk much to him at first, but he told him to pay more attention to one thing.

That is the Dark Temple.

It is not the Mage Gonghu of Tianluo City who can really threaten the Mage Guild of Stoke City, although there is a deep and inextricable historical hatred between the two, but it is not the kind that reaches the point where the two will fight to the death when they meet.

The real threat is the Dark Temple.

The Dark Sanctuary is another mage organization in addition to the Mage Guild.

Because of the initial understanding of mages, some people chose to take a different path in arcane research, but this path seemed taboo to other mages, and this part of the mages began to be excluded from their circle by a wide range of mages.

In the end, when the Mage Guild was established, their kind of mages naturally could not be recognized, so the label of "heretic" was naturally buckled on the heads of these few mages of theirs.

The Dark Sanctuary is the organization that their kind of mages finally gathered together to organize.

In the last twenty years, they have become active, and even dare to operate openly on the mainland, there is very little news about the Dark Temple, and what can be known is that the Dark Temple is somewhat similar to a mercenary organization, they receive remuneration to complete some difficult tasks for their employers, although the cost is high, but they can complete many tasks that mercenary organizations cannot complete or cannot take at all.

Judging by Bartica's expression, she seemed to know something about the Dark Sanctuary as well, and her eyes changed a few times, apparently still a little melancholy.

"Hmph, but aren't you breaking your agreement with Delin in that case?" Bhattica wasn't just a girl as she looked.

"Jie Ji ......"

The old man who claimed to be the Dark Sanctuary let out his characteristic strange grin.

"The agreement with Delin is just to get a treasure from you, but the old man is not a person who has a preference for fighting, so he can directly achieve the goal, and some killings can still be avoided. As the old man spoke, his eyes turned in the other direction.

Bartica looked at Owen behind the old man, and listened to the constant shouts of the Crimson Rose warriors and Delin's men in the night.

Bartica pursed her little lips, it was time for him to make a decision.

Delin's men are more than double as theirs, and now the three of them are still injured at this time, leaving her with only one way to leave the Crimson Rose.

"When we arrive in the royal capital, we must give you what you want, how about it?" said Bartica, the last words of hope.

"Jie Ji ......"

The old man smiled a little mockingly this time.

"In that case, I'd really break my agreement with Delin. The old man was already a little impatient at this time, "If you don't want everyone to die here, just hand it over!"

Bartica's last hope is dashed, and she and Crimson Rose have no way out.

On the ring finger of Batika's left hand, there was a ring, and the old man had been paying attention to it all morning.

Batika silently withdrew the ring from her slender hand, slowly, with a sense of reluctance, a relic of her father, the most important treasure of the Crimson Rose.

But if you don't give it up, the Crimson Rose won't exist tonight.

Bartica thinks that as long as they can get rid of this old man, then the Crimson Rose may be able to break through here, and in the royal capital, they still have a chance, and there is a chance to completely deal with the forces of Delin.

The old man couldn't wait for the ring to come into his hand soon, and he shouted greedily, "Give it to me quickly!"

Batika finally held out her hand and prepared to hand the ring to the old man.

But then, a voice appeared.

"Can't give it to him!"

This voice alarmed everyone here, even Owen, who was already covered in bruises, he knew too well the importance of that ring to the Crimson Rose, and without that ring, the Crimson Rose might not be the real Crimson Rose......

But this voice made Owen seem to see a glimmer of light, although this light was like a candle in the endless darkness.

"Link?" Bhatika looked at the source of the voice, and a figure stood there, although the light of the night was not sufficient, but vaguely, Bhatika could see the characteristics of Xiuin, the red hair, which was Xiuyin's pseudonym for Crimson Rose, Link.

"Link?" the old man said the name in his mind.

In fact, he had long known about the aura of the three people who had been hiding nearby, but he didn't expect that this person named Link would stand up at this time, and at this time, he still had soul energy fluctuations on his body.

Apparently, this guy named Link is also a mage, and he has his magic stored while standing up.

Before Batika could react to why Xiu Yin would organize himself, Xiu Yin put the red light on his side hand surging, and at the same time, a fireball flew towards Batika and the old man, and the flight trajectory of the fireball was more biased towards the old man.

"Boom, carving insect skills!"

The old man didn't pay attention to Xiu Yin at all, and in the face of the small fireball flying from his right side, he just raised his right hand upward, and a black fluctuation surged in front of him.

However, Bartica's face changed slightly when she saw the fireball, and she used the last of her strength to retreat sharply.

"Do you want to run?"

The old man's right hand maintained the dark attribute magic fluctuations that wanted to block the fireball, and at the same time, his left hand grabbed the retreating Bartica in front of him, and the retreating Bartica clearly felt that there seemed to be a certain force behind him that was actually preventing her from retreating, and there was a tendency to gradually push her back to the front.

"You can't run away. ”

The old man's face was full of smugness and excitement, and the image of the ring had taken over all of his mind in his mind.

"......"

The old man's trademark laugh was not even laughing this time, but the fireball on his right hand had arrived.

He couldn't afford to look down on this fireball at all, he had seen it, at most it was a level 10 soul power level, and such an attack was not worth a glance at at all.

The old man made a mistake, he should not have underestimated his opponent, even when the fireball exploded on his side, he had already noticed the difference in the fireball, but it was still too late.

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