The Bloodclan floated in mid-air, looking leisurely, and he didn't think that the two of them could survive under his attack. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Gradually, the wind and smoke cleared, and a large pit appeared on the ground, surrounded by cracked black dirt lines.

Bite!

A staggered stream of light flickered faintly, they were soft, containing a unique aura of light, but they were deeply disgusting to the demon.

"False light blessed!" the Bloodclan said with a frown as he stretched out his pale arm.

"Oranvideo, under the bright sky is not the place for you to do whatever you want!" Out of the dense forest came a thin figure with short brown hair, dressed in a long black robe, with a holy cross hanging from his chest, and an ancient book full of peace in his left hand.

"Nangat, you're really haunted!" said Oranvido Darko indignantly.

Nangat's expression was solemn, "Heretical demons shouldn't appear in the land of Ello!"

Ike breathed a sigh of relief when the light curtain fell, and he was relieved when Nangat appeared.

The Holy See of Light is one of the ten temples of Ello, whose doctrine is compassionate, benevolent, and kind, and more importantly, the place where Skarna was allegiance, without which there would be no newborn Ike.

The Holy See of Light is also a hierarchical place, with three major institutions under its umbrella, the first of which is the Holy Church headed by the Pope, who are stationed in various places and preach the Purdue Doctrine. The second is the Inquisition! The Inquisition is sparsely populated, but each of them is the elite of the elite, and its strength is unmatched. The third is the Crusaders, which are the armies of the Holy See of Light, except for the Knights Templar, who are stationed at the base camp of the Holy See of Light in the Brett Mountains, and the rest are stationed in various places or fighting demons on the front lines.

It is not difficult to tell from the costume of Nangat that he belongs to the Templar. The church is divided into six positions: the pope, the white bishop, the cardinal, the purple bishop, the black deacon, and the gray priest.

Nangat is one of the black-clothed deacons! The black-clothed deacons are selected from the gray-clothed priests, and their strength is from the fifth to the seventh order.

According to Ike's analysis of the dialogue between the two, the Blood Clan and Nangart must have fought a few battles, and they were comparable, and his appearance at least ensured his own life.

"Okay, okay, do you have to stop me, then have a good fight!" Oranvido laughed angrily, knowing that if he couldn't defeat the deacon in front of him, he wouldn't get back what he wanted.

"My child, run ahead, it's not far from the city of Hax, may God bless you!" said Nangat, clutching the book in his hand, his face full of joy or sorrow.

Ike took a deep breath and bowed to the deacon, then pulled up the lost man beside him and quickly left.

"Hmph, how far can you go?" Orantido narrowed his eyes, staring at the backs of the two men like a hunter looking at his prey.

In the silence of the mountain path, the sound of battle does not stop, and it has become a battlefield of darkness and light.

Ike ran with the man, and he heard another meaning from Nangat's words, he was not his opponent!

"Huhuhu————" The man gasped violently, and he suddenly collapsed to the ground.

"Can't stop! If that demon catches up, we're all going to die!" said Ike.

"I can't run, and I don't want to run!" said the man, "You know what? I had twenty-four brothers before! But nine brothers died in that ruin because of this thing!"

"The rest of us have sworn that we will take care of our brothers and relatives when we sell this thing. ”

"But at this moment, this demon appeared! He was like a cat, and we were panicked mice!"

"He chased all the way, we ran away, but every day my brothers died in front of me!

"I kept running, running, I wanted to live! I wanted to try to live! Not for this life! But the sustenance of those twenty-four brothers!"

"They all have families, and it's hard to imagine what will happen to these families after losing them!"

At this time, the man was sad and indignant, "Actually, I should die the most! I am just an orphan! I am the youngest!"

"But they left me all the hope of life! I really don't want to die! I don't want to die without completing the explanation!"

Ike was silent, and the man was crying, like a young child.

"I'm tired, I'm a burden with me, and you'll die too!"

"I can give you this thing, young man, but please grant me a request!" the man wiped a handful of tears from his eyes, and looked at Ike like a burning flame.

"Take the news of our deaths back and make amends to those families on my behalf!"

Ike stared at the man, then nodded heavily.

"Good!" the man swallowed the liquid in his mouth and squirmed his lips, "Swear by the truth world in front of me!"

Without hesitation, Ike said, "I, Ike Hugo, swear by the world of truth..."

The man smiled, which was a relief and a relief.

"By the way, boy, if you go back to Doco and meet a child named Arsat, tell him that I can't go back again, ahem, you let him live well!

Ike looked at the man's kind face and suddenly felt a sudden heartbeat, as if he had returned to that day and met that man.

"Take him and get out of here!" the man roared, "time is running out!

After Ike took the animal skin bag, he felt in his heart, this is a real man, a real man.

"In addition to the harvest we brought out from the ruins, there are also money and materials that we have accumulated before, you can sell them all, and then give all the proceeds to my brother's relatives. The words spoken by the man were like the last words of the entrustment, word by word, plain and bland.

Ike grabbed the collar of the fur bag, it was supposed to be a space bag, the price was much cheaper than the ring, and it was very suitable for small groups of mercenaries.

"Let's go, let's go!" the man pursed his lips, tears glistening in his eyes.

Ike wanted to stay at this time, but his weak strength made it impossible for him to stop the Bloodline. On the one hand, this man stayed to increase his chances of escape, and on the other hand, he still hoped that he could fulfill the promise he promised!

"Uncle, what's your name?"

"Ark, I'm an orphan, and they've called me Ark since I was a kid!" the man suddenly leaned his head against the trunk of the tree, and bent one leg to gasp.

"Ake, Ake!" Ike turned away in desperation, and all he could repay to this man was to fulfill his request!

Looking at Ike's disappearing figure, Ake smiled, bright as a flower, he raised his head to look at the clear blue sky, and there seemed to be the smiling faces of his brothers in the rolling clouds.

"Jinnas, I'm afraid you owe me a lifetime for the meal you've been owing. “

"Dunn, you ****** owe me money for three bottles of wine!"

"Old Chuck, you said you were going to teach me a big knife, but you broke your word, you bastard!"

"Arsati, little one, I'm sorry, I can't see the day you entered the Lyermagis Academy..."

"James, Giroud!"

······

One by one, the names came out from Ake's final spit, and he recalled, tears stained his clothes at some point, how he wanted to go back to the past, the warm days when the good brothers ate meat and drank wine together, but unfortunately everything has become a luxury.

Time was ticking by, and when there was that coercion at the end of the woods, he knew that the final judgment was coming!

He straightened his clothes, gently wiped the tears from his face, and stood up straight, the spine like an unsheathed sword, the blade reaching to the sky!

"Tsk, it's still there!" Olantido was a little embarrassed, but when his teasing words rang out, the end was doomed, the black-clothed deacon failed!

Ark looked at Oranvido indifferently, which made Oranvido a little annoyed.

"Weak human, what about your emotions, shouldn't you be angry?" Oranvideo held out his hands and raised them high, his words full of surprise.

"Do you think you're in control of this game? aren't you!" Ark laughed.

Oranvido frowned, "Where's the thing? where did the imp with you go?"

"It turns out that you have gaffes, but alas, you will never get it! You are a loser! hahahahaha!" Ark laughed maniacally.

"If you don't tell me, I can find it, but you're me off!" Oranvido's face was flat, and his right hand grabbed Ack's neck fiercely.

A strong sense of suffocation hit, and the surrounding scene seemed to freeze, gradually graying down, Ake's face turned red, but his heart was full of happiness, "You... Forever · · Also·· Don't even think about it... Don't think about it!"

"Ahh

"Huh, damn human!" Oranvido's left arm turned into a pile of bats, which squeaked and covered Acke's body inch by inch!

"You're going to die! Bloodline! I'll be waiting for you!"

Ike roared with only one head out of the bats, but it was only a return to the light, his skin rapidly aging, withering and withering like flowers, and finally turning into a pinch of dust.

The blood was gradually extracted and turned into a wriggling blood ball in mid-air, bewitching and cruel.

"Okay, dare to take my stuff! That way, the game can be played a little longer! It's not too boring!" Oranvideo smiled eeriely, his eyes full of excitement.

In the jungle, Ike's figure made his way quickly, and he didn't dare to run on the trail because the target was too conspicuous.

"Hahaha-"

The sound of crazy laughter drifted through the silent woods, and then came to an abrupt end, and everything seemed to be calm.

Ike paused slightly, and with a sadness in his heart, Uncle Ake was gone.

Run, run, run!

At this moment, Ike only had one thought in his heart, and the uncle's departure meant that the demon was not far from him, and he could encounter him at any time.

Squeak –

The sweat kept condensing, drop after drop, and Ike's legs were already numb, but he didn't dare to stop. When he got closer, his short black hair was also clinging to his forehead, and the whole person seemed to have been fished out of water.

But the bat's scream made him even more crazy, and that guy was coming!

"So here!"

Sou!

A black arc of energy slashed in, cutting through the sky and emitting a sharp whistling sound.

Extremely sensitive to demonic power, Ike spotted the attack as soon as he saw it, and he quickly jumped to the side, dodging it in a donkey rolling position.

Touch!

Card rub!

An adult-sized ancient tree cracked and slowly fell backwards with a loud noise.

"Whew————" Ike panted, wiping the sweat from his face with the back of his right hand, and his blurred vision finally became clear.

Squeak –

A large swarm of bats formed in a small patch of leaf-covered land, and the face hidden in the shadows revealed the shadowy face of Oranvideo.

He had a thin, paper-white face, like a zombie, with two fangs bulging, short shoulder-length hair, and scarlet eyes with a smile and a joke.

"Finally got you, little mouse!" Oranvido stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips, a pounding heart finally stopped.

Ike stood up, his face full of determination, and secretly began to chant magic.

"Interesting!" As a seventh-order powerhouse, Oranvido was naturally familiar with the fluctuations of the elements, but he didn't move, standing proudly in place.

Zizi –

The purple thunder element was condensing, turning into a spear beside Ike! The spear was about six feet long, and it was full of purple arcs of electricity, containing violent power.

Sou!

Oranwido waved his hand impatiently, and the thunder spear exploded in mid-air before it could leap a few meters, and his strength was suffocating!

A smile appeared on the corner of Ike's mouth at some point, the effect of the thunder spear was only a paralyzing temptation, if Oranvido came up and grabbed him directly, he would not have any chance to resist at all.

Now is the time!

Zizi!

The shattered thunder spears reunited, turned into a small seal, and long chains flew in the air, binding towards Oranvido.

Oranvido was bound by the thunder chain, and the crisp and numbing electricity did not cause him any harm.

One of the two types of control magic that Ike has mastered, it is a two-star low-level magic that combines control and secondary damage.

Of course, this is not Ike's purpose, the role of the Thunder Seal is dispensable for Oranvedo, and it can only play a role in delaying time.

The results of Ike's eight years of training were evident, and an arcane magic quickly took shape in his mouth.

"Arcane spear?" Oranvido sneered as he raised his eyebrows as he looked at the spear forming in the sky. The Arcane Spear isn't even as powerful as the Thunder Spear, is this little guy dizzy?

Whoosh!

Surprisingly, the light blue spear did not stop deriving, one by one, densely emerging in the air, and finally shuttling violently.

"No amount of such attacks will be in vain!" Oranwido straightened up.

Knock! Knock!

There was a dull sound of explosion, and instead of pointing at Oranvido, the spears were plunged into the earth, bringing a little bit of dirt with them, and finally Orantido was stuck in the center, like a special prison!

"Inherited magic?" Oranvido smiled, Inherited magic, this is a type of magic, meaning magic created by living beings that can be learned by any mage who practices their own magic, and also creates magic! This is a scholar-only category of magic, which means that this little ghost in front of him is a trainee scholar!

Oranvido was born in the upper echelons of the Dark Demons, possessing all the qualities of a demon, tall, proud, and what he liked most was to watch those ant-like beings struggle with it. The wonderful feeling of being in control of the big picture really mesmerized him, and now Ike is just a new toy for him.

After unleashing the magic, Ike ran away without hesitation!

"Huh?" Oranvido was about to make a move, but he found that the low-level magic was holding him tightly, and even with the strength of the seventh order, there was no way to break free!

"Damn it, the Black Light trait!"

Ike took the opportunity to move away quickly, knowing that even with the Dark Light trait, this arcane magic would not be able to control Oranvido for too much time.

The Arcane Prison Spear, which is the name of the magic he created, is why Old Pike was optimistic about Ike's path as a scholar.

This magic is very complicated, based on the one-star low-level magic arcane spear, Ike added nearly a hundred formulas, and it was successfully completed after repeated failed experiments.

Inherited magic is the hallmark of a scholar, and the rules of magic also give a scholar a variety of benefits because of inherited magic, one of which is the black light trait.

The Black Light trait is a magical property that is given to the created magic that can only be used by the creator of the inherited magic. When the magic is successfully released, it is accompanied by this black halo, hence the name.

The black light trait obtained by Ike's arcane prison spear is absolutely imprisoned!As long as you have not transcended the Seventh Order Forge Legendary Chapter, then no race, no way, can break free from the control of this magic!

Oranwido finally broke free, and he walked forward with a leisurely step.

A life-and-death escape between hunter and prey is unfolding in this ancient forest.