"The night is lost, and the morning light guides the way. www.biquge.info"The white-robed priest's voice was low, making people's hearts feel warm.

He felt the scent of the gold coins of the morning sun and thought Freya was a member of God's people.

Freya bent down and whispered, "I've chosen to serve magic. ”

The white-robed priest froze for a moment, and the divinity in Freya's body was faint, but it was clearly discerning. Her voice was pure and clean in the moonlight, like ice cubes crashing. What a perfect soul this is......

Serve magic?Turned out to be the magical guardian of the Arcane Empire.

It's a pity, the emperor of the Arcane Empire is a demigod-level powerhouse, and he can't be easily angered.

"Dawn is hope, and will forgive everything. Freya's color was cold, and she held a piece of the bones of the dead in her hands, and sent it to the white-robed priest, saying, "I am still grateful for the protection of Dawn. ”

"It's!"

"The sword-holding bones of the Black Knight. ”

"Dawn will forgive everything. "The white-robed priest took the bones of the undead with both hands, this is a very good sacrifice, the divine power of the Lord of the Dawn will purify it, and after purification, the sword bone of the black warrior is also a good magic material. The teachings of the Lord of Dawn are less radical, and he is willing to give kindness to this magical guardian.

You still can't get too close to the temple......

Freya thought to herself, put on her hood, and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute, please. The white-robed priest summoned Freya from behind.

Freya turned around, and the white-robed priest took out a scroll, handed it to Freya, and said, "If you are in trouble, activate this scroll, and it will teleport to the nearest Dawn Temple." ”

Freya showed a surprised expression, then calmed down and said, "Can I give it away?"

The white-robed priest didn't answer, just smiled and turned to step up the steps of the temple.

Freya looked at the back of the white-robed priest, and felt a little nervous in her heart, what did he see? The scroll was in her hand, Freya felt that her palms were a little hot, this thing was quite dangerous. The clergy of the human world cannot see through themselves, but if the gods pay attention, they will have nothing to hide.

Dawn will forgive everything, but unfortunately she is a god from another world.

Xia He's magic clock is combined, the base of the nebula stone has a feeling of heaviness, the metal mechanical parts are three hundred and six, and the gears are interocculate, and the precision is extreme. The crystal shell is mounted on the base seamlessly, and the whole is only a palm's height. When Xia He's true qi penetrated the magic array on the base, the crystal shell seemed to soften and was absorbed by the internal machinery.

Still can't do it......

Xia He looked at the completed magic clock, the level was sixteen, and the materials consumed could exceed level twenty.

Xia He's fingers rubbed against the magic clock, feeling the hard crystal shell, but visually, it looked like a bare metal mechanism.

In this way, he has to reach the realm of a fourth-grade Taoist priest in order to correspond to the twentieth level master of this world.

If you are a seven-grade Taoist, you don't know how to correspond to the rank, but it should be epic. The first order corresponds to the legend, and maybe when you are in the ninth rank, you can have some power equivalent to the legend.

Lynch withdrew his shortblade and took his second magic sword. It is a single-edged long sword with a narrow body and a slightly longer hilt, which should be able to be held with both hands. Lynch took a metal square bottle with a mouth shaped like a long, narrow beak. Lynch dripped a little bit of liquid from the bottle, with a metallic sheen, and fused into the blade.

Quenching Magic Liquid, which is used to maintain magic weapons, is also quite expensive. A bottle in Lynch's hand, at least twenty gold coins. The Quenching Liquid repairs the dark wounds in magic weapons before they collapse.

The magic sword is not small, but daily maintenance is also a burning of money.

For example, Xia He's magic book and skill seal stone all require similar maintenance.

In any world, even if it's an artifact, there's no such thing as never being destroyed.

Therefore, the silver dragon skin left over 10,000 years ago is now only worth two or three hundred gold coins, because after the baptism of the years, the properties of this powerful biological material have also declined. When the dragon clan was still there, even a piece of green dragon skin was more than this price.

That night, Xia He and Lynch didn't rest, but Freya lay down for a while.

When it was dawn, Erin and the three Templars went to the Temple of Dawn to pray, and then the seven of them went to the east of the city, the chariots and horses hired by Lynch were already waiting, the Templars rode horses, and the four of Xia He rode in the chariots, leaving from the gate in the middle of the Iron Wall City, galloping all the way.

The employment price of eighteen silver coins is still one way, and the coachman of the car dealership is also open, even if the horse is tired, he can accept it.

When the sun rose and the magic seed turned to ten o'clock, Xia He sensed that the arrangement left in his inn had been moved. Can't help it? Dragonskin is a trap.

If you just leave, the magician must be very angry.

I'll spare you my life. Xia He's heart was happy, he closed his eyes, leaned back in the chair and pretended to sleep.

Freya opens the windows of the car and looks out the window, gathering all the useful and useless information at the same time. The sun shone on the sides of her cheeks, and a slight golden halo enveloped her snow-white skin, making her turquoise pupils look mysterious and noble. Lynch only glanced at it and didn't look again.

Compared to my Irene, it's far worse.

The four of them sat opposite each other, with a narrow table in the middle and a box underneath, completely separated from each other. Erin was looking at Freya, a girl about the same age as herself, her body wrapped in a black cloak, mysterious and dangerous.

Freya Sue?

Judging by her surname, she should be from a noble family, why would she serve a magician?

Slowly, Erin was the only one in the carriage with her eyes open, and the breathing of the other three became long. The road to the Canyon of the Dead was repaired year after year, and it was not bumpy, and the three of them fell asleep like this.

When Xia He woke up, the Canyon of the Dead had already arrived. The driver of the car shop waited for half an hour, not daring to disturb the rest of the magician. Xia He gave an extra silver coin, got out of the car, and saw the majestic landform of the Valley of the Dead from a distance.

The tall mountain peaks are covered in forests and crack in the center, as if someone has cut through the mountain with a sword.

The rocks on both sides of the canyon are straight up and pitch black.

In the misty canyon, people came out from time to time, all of them were groups of adventurers.

"The canyon is two kilometers long, and the death mist is made by dragon lichs, and there are often undead below level 5 born here, there is no threat, and many low-level adventurers practice here. Lynch explained.

The Dragon Lich is far away in the City of the Dead, hundreds of kilometers away. The town of the dead presses an underworld passage, and the dragon lich will often release some undead to serve as sparring partners for adventurers. This is the dragon lich's way of survival, he has lived for so many years and has not been killed by the Magic Council, because he has never come out to harm people.

Build a city of the dead, suppress the passage of the underworld, and provide adventurers with undead resources. If the dragon lich were killed, no one in the Magical Council would want to sit in such a place.

Saying this, it doesn't mean that the Dragon Lich isn't dangerous. The Dragon Lich is an undead spirit who has lived for tens of thousands of years, some say legendary, some say demigod. If you do anger him, the dragon lich doesn't mind turning you into his toy and tormenting you forever. As for your background, the Dragon Lich is not going to take it into account.

The City of the Dead is his territory.

Lynch's three magic swords, the largest two-handed giant sword was behind his back, the single-edged long sword was carried around his waist, and the short sword was tied with a belt close to his legs. The weapon in his hand now is a tabula rasa equipment with no attributes.

Whiteboard equipment is Lynch's own statement.

Whiteboard equipment has no additional attributes, but it is stronger and sharper than ordinary weapons, and can withstand the power of skills. Lynch has a large amount of whiteboard equipment in his hand, all of which are dropped after killing monsters. If you really sell this equipment, it's worth a silver coin or two. It's so cheap because the durability is not high, and some even have only two or three durability properties left.

If you use it in battle, it can be easily damaged.

Lynch himself can reinforce the technique, but at most it only adds a durability or two. This attribute is still temporary, and it can't be reflected if you take it out and sell it.

Lynch was in front, two fifteenth-level punishment knights followed by him, Xia He and Freya were behind, and in the middle were Erin and sixteenth-level guardian knights. Guardian Knight Stevenson's divine defense is strong, and he has four auras, which is the same existence as Kaihang.

The three Templars were actually borrowed by Irene from the Temple, although they had been familiar with each other before.

Freya held the Wind Whisperer, ready to fight at any time, Xia He took a good time, carried a cane, and walked step by step into the mist of death. The death mist in the Valley of the Dead was not dangerous, and Erin in front of him still released a morning light to Xia He, enveloping his body.

Xia He's cast level is high, but his own level is low, and Erin is afraid that he will be harmed by the mist.

Xia He sensed it, the level of the light of the morning light was not high, and the divine power contained in it was limited, so he didn't purify it and let the light shroud him.

Bang!

A punishing knight slammed a skeletal swordsman to death with a large sword. Lynch grinned, and said to himself that it would be better to keep it for me, maybe it would drop a copper coin.

When someone else kills a monster, he won't drop anything, he's completely different and has his own unique secrets.

However, he was not familiar with the Templars and did not want to do anything strange to attract the attention of the Templars. After the punishing knight killed the little skeleton, he released a sacrificial light, this magic is instantaneous, it doesn't consume anything, it is a kind of purification information, every time you kill an evil creature, you can come like this, and over time, the gods will pay attention to you.

The width of the canyon is more than 100 meters, and the visibility is less than 10 meters, and there are other adventurers in the canyon, but they will avoid it when they see the Dawn Templars appear.

The speed of the team was fast, and in less than ten minutes, it rushed through the canyon of the dead.

Behind the canyon, the fog thins rapidly, and the mountains ahead are undulating and densely forested. However, there are many artificially carved paths that go deep into the mountains. Everyone had seen the map before, and silently followed Lynch, over two tall mountains. The existence of these mountains was formed by thousands of years of last divine war.