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A hundred meters away from the undead, the wolf obeyed Link's order to stop, and Doyle, who had caught up from behind, glared at him fiercely and ran towards the undead, who had also started to move.

This time, Link could see where the young man's sword had come from. Doyle clapped his hands together, and a ray of light seeped out from the palm that was clinging to him, turning from virtual to solid, becoming a three-fingered two-handed heavy sword, exuding a golden energy from beginning to end.

It's a holy relic, and like the Storm's Fury, it's usually hidden, and it needs to be summoned when it takes time.

Since Melville is a magic archer, Link does not plan to continue to use ordinary arrows to deal with the undead who don't know pain and fatigue, and decisively replace them with the more lethal fire elemental.

Pulling the bow and shooting arrows formed by flames, Link was glad that when he first made the zuò, he considered the possibility of using elements, and put the bowstring and the bow body under the law of non-flammability, and ordinary wood products simply could not withstand the high temperature of the rocket, let alone shoot.

Before Doyle made contact with the undead, Link's rocket arrived first, and it seemed that there was only one, and the arrow suddenly exploded the moment it touched the undead, and the violent impact blew all the undead within ten meters into pieces.

Doyle looked back, his eyes even more vicious than before.

"The Magic Archer and the Knight of Dawn, heh~ I thought it was a boring cleanup, but I didn't expect to catch two big fish. "The Lich Bone Staff hidden among the undead rattled, and more skeleton shelves emerged from the ground.

"Huh~~~" The four non-combatants gathered in a carriage curled up in fright, especially the merchant Uk. This was not the first time he had witnessed such a large number of undead, the previous few times he had the entire regiment of mercenaries to protect them, there were countless casualties, this time there were only four of them, and they were probably more than lucky.

Get close to the undead. The sword in Doyle's hand shone brighter. With a swing of the sword, the arc of light that flew from the blade split into three paths, turning the undead it encountered along the way into ashes.

[It's a spring knight.] 】

Lorelei's words puzzled Link.

[Isn't Dawn Knight?]

[Dawn Knight is just a generalization, just like there are many factions within mages.] Lorelei once again plays the role of commentator, [The Knights of Dawn are the fighting troops of the upper echelons of the sect directly under them. It is subdivided into two banners: spring and summer, the former is equivalent to a novice, and the latter is the elite of the elite. 】

Link immediately asked a new question, can a novice also have a holy relic?

[Do you think it's a holy thing? It's a god-given power named after the god of light, and it's the standard for identifying the Dawn Knights, and it's said that the stronger the faith. The more powerful. And the reason why I say that he is a Spring Knight is because he can only release three light blades, and Xia Knight can also release a minimum of five. 】

[Wait a minute! Did I misunderstand, or did you misunderstand? Didn't you just admit that the knight named Doyle was the elect of the Dawn? How could you describe it in a cheap rotten cabbage tone?]

[I'm not wrong, and you don't understand it wrong. I don't know what the electorate was in your original world, but in Edgar. The so-called elect are those who have been favored by the gods and have the ability to possess them. 】

Lorelei's explanation was not much different from the voters that Link knew, and he was puzzled by the fact that there seemed to be enough voters here to form an army, and it felt like the phrase in the DND, 'There are as many red robes as dogs, and the lich is full of them'.

[I don't quite understand what you mean by dnd in your head, but your sentence is full of accurate descriptions.] The elect is not a great qualification, just like the elect of the Child of Nature, who is chosen by the gods every year for hundreds of believers. But there are very few people who can really stand out from such a large group and enter the legendary level. The nobleman named Doyle became the Knight of the Dawn with the help of the electorate, and like Claire, he had no rank and title, but he did not have the corresponding strength. 】

I see...... while talking, Link's hand didn't stop shooting, using rockets to clean up the undead who were trying to outflank Doyle.

In the rear, the priestess's prayers finally ended, and the protective magic once again covered everyone.

Orlando also uses a power that only clergy of the priesthood have—the chant, just like a priest. The elven God's good voice chant was infused with the tone of divine power, which effectively alleviated the fear of Uke and the others, but the biggest effect of this song was to interfere with the earth mage.

Even if it's a lich that has been transformed. Still sceiving, his spell casting was interrupted again and again, and he couldn't help but be annoyed, and ordered the skeleton shooters in the team to take out the annoying bard. The brainless volley turned into a rain of arrows. Even the most agile elves can't escape.

The merchant and traveler, who had just been raised by the calm fear, shouted in spite of the image.

In the long life of the half-elf for more than two hundred years, this was not the deadliest and most dangerous one, and just as he was about to use the killer weapon bestowed by the goddess, the priest standing next to him clasped his hands and read aloud the true name of the god of light.

"Elias has given me refuge!"

With the priest in the center, a golden hood was opened, covering all the people connected to the carriage and horses. The arrows that came from the bullet all hit the barrier, and there was a dense sound of tapping.

Uk's scalp was numb, and if there wasn't an enchantment, they would have been shot into a sieve.

"High-ranking priest, I didn't expect that there would be more than two Dawn voters in a team of eight people, it's a bit tricky......" The lich has no feelings, and naturally he will not be afraid of this kind of feeling, even if he is defeated by this team, he will only lose a broken body, as long as the life box is not broken, he can be resurrected infinitely.

Doyle, who had already eliminated many low-level undead, appeared as a lich hiding in a pile of skeletons, and immediately gave up his minions and went straight to the collar.

The lich flew off the ground and out of concealment, and Link's rocket struck with it. In the same way that the Priest blocks a volley of undead, the Lich's enchantment blocks Link's elemental arrows.

Doyle raised his sword and leaped to heights that ordinary people could not reach. The Lich was also a bit of a surprise that this time the enchantment failed to block the light that had a special effect on the undead. He was slashed from mid-air to the ground, and Jafar seized the opportunity to use a vine entanglement technique to trap the lich.

"Drink—" Doyle followed, a sword swing at the lich's head, a weapon condensed from divine power leaving him in a different place.

The headless body raised its staff, and the ice rays expanded outwards one after another. Doyle plunged his sword into the ground, trying to defend himself against the attack with the priest's enchantment.

Link, who felt that the scene was somewhat similar, jumped off the wolf and pounced on Doyle, knocking him out of the distance.

"What are you doing?" shouted Doyle, who had gotten up after rolling around on the ground.

The ice stopped at Link's feet, and the lich's head gurgling on the ground erupted in a menacing laugh.

"I didn't expect us to meet again in such a scenario. ”

Melville's acquaintance?Link then remembered where he had seen a similar scene: the underground sewers of Aydin City in a fantasy world, and the fallen city lord Sherman, lured by frost.

Frost.

His thoughts caused an uproar in his consciousness, and Jafar lowered his body and barked.

[Possessed?] Lorelei's reaction was not so exaggerated.

"Whatever you look like, I recognize you. This is the guidance of fate, compatriots, our choice is destined to have only one between us. The Chinese spoken by the lich completely confirmed Link's speculation, "You must have realized that although the pillar can convey the power of faith to the heavenly realm, it cannot block the flow of life forever, so that the cycle of life will be interrupted, and it is the pillar himself who will be hurt first, after all, they are planets themselves." ”

"As a former compatriot, I would like to remind you that Boss died of chatter. Link complained about Frost, "Oh, forget you're only a wavelet SS here." ”

He hinted at Frost and Cold, and he was only a novice wave ss who upgraded the skills of the brave, and he was not qualified at all.

"Hmph hum~ Your time is running out, I hope that when the power of faith is restored, you can still maintain the current ......" The words came to an abrupt end as his head was shattered, and Doyle stared viciously at Link who was a few steps away from him, like a wolf that would pounce at any moment.

This guy is really uncomfortable, and it's better to part ways with him in the next town...... Link was a little hairy by Doyle.

Losing the lich's grip, the skeletons and corpses fell to the ground, revealing a carriage that had been destroyed to the point of disintegration, wrapped only in an enchantment.

"What did you say to the lich?!"

Ignoring Doyle's question, Link walked over to the carriage and asked if there were any living people.

Orlando in the back also caught up, thinking that there would be a fierce battle, but it ended inexplicably.

He pointed to the ornamentation on the broken carriage and said, "The white lily is Kabyer's coat of arms." ”

Is that the territory you have to pass through to get to Kronberg...... Link asks Orlando to shout, he plays the role of a paralyzed and non-verbal character, negotiate something, or let the half-elf go.

Orlando was indeed a bard, and it only took a few words to completely remove the guards of the people in the carriage. The barrier was lifted, and more than a dozen people came out of it in 6 consecutive ways, and it was hard to imagine how they managed to squeeze in. Most of these people were dressed as civilians, two or three of them were dressed as mercenaries, and the last ones to come out were mages.

The mage who claimed to be Rom was a nobleman who returned to the territory from Hohenheim, he was originally just a concubine, and he was recruited to Vaolet after obtaining the qualification of a scholar, and became an elemental envoy with his self-taught efforts, after Lorelei's fall, he did not want to stay in Hohenheim anymore, so he planned to return to his hometown. Riding the carriage of the caravan, I didn't want to meet the lich on the border, the mercenary group with me was almost wiped out, and only these people survived in the caravan, but somehow, the lich let them go and didn't kill them all.

Röm knew in his heart that as long as the lich wanted to, his little enchantment would not be able to prevent it, but fortunately they were saved by meeting the Dawn Knights of the Dawn Sect.

Uke promised to give free rides to those who had easily escaped death, and the convoy, which had grown to twenty-one people, set off again, targeting the small town of Gunther, which could be reached by dark. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. )