Mikael and Lawrence know each other well.

The Knights of Light are not pedantic, and on the path of spreading the Light, the Knights of Light retain their judgment and do not accept the guidance of the El Goddess in a blind way, believing that there will always be exceptions in the group.

Good old man among warlocks, saboteurs among druids, intellectuals among demons......

With the exception of the last one, the other special cases of the Knights of Light are accustomed to.

For a while, Lawrence was always at or near Mikael's place of work, and the two had a lot of contact.

At first, of course, Lawrence was beaten to the head, and then just as Mikael was hurting the killer, Lawrence's uncompetitive tears made Mikael hesitate for a long time, and then let go of Lawrence.

Spineless demons are really rare. Untied, Lawrence began to explain the ins and outs with tears and snot in his eyes. Saying that he doesn't mean to hurt others or something like that.

That's how Mikael and Lawrence got to know each other.

There was a lot of communication after that, and with Lawrence just doing research, no matter how terrifying things happened, Lawrence would get everything back to its original state.

If you don't restore the original state, it won't be so smooth next time. This is Lawrence's idea.

"Long time no see. Mikael crouched down and stretched out.

"Long time no see. Lawrence also held out his hand.

The two hands clasped together gently.

There was a slight commotion among the Light Knights in the distance, but they fell silent immediately.

They have doubts about their own regimental commander, but more trust. The giant-like leader looks mighty, but more than that, he is gentle and has a tolerant attitude towards all living things.

This thought benefited the entire Knights, with the El and the Light only telling them that evil must be destroyed, but not how to judge whether evil was evil or not.

"You can dispose of the undertaker at will, I will not join the battle, the big guy who is about the same height as you is a servant of the undertaker, you just need to deal with both at the same time. ”

"What about the ancient elves?"

"Probably not, the undertaker can't control him. ”

The negotiation was simply completed, and the two sides hit it off.

"It's disgusting that as a demon, you should hook up with the Holy Light Knight. Sylvie sneered.

Lawrence returned to Orsher's side: "Orsher, it's none of our business now, we can go." ”

Instead, Osher waved his hand, "No, Lawrence, wait until the warlock is done fighting them." ”

Lawrence gave Orsher a puzzled look, unaware of what had just happened, causing the Night Elf to change his mind.

"This Night Elf is hooked on me, thank you. Sylvie said, then tapped Lawrence on the head. And Lawrence didn't react, and was successfully attacked by the gray short-haired girl in front of him.

Otser's face was covered with a black cloth, but Sylvie could still feel the knife-like gaze behind her, as if she had cut through Sylvie's layers and carefully examined Sylvie's inside.

"That's funny, Night Elves. Sylvie whispered, picked up the gray staff in her hand, and left the pit.

"You too," Osser said softly.

Mikael in the other direction had already been deployed, and the knights of the Holy Light were in high spirits, and the horses were roaring, eager to purify an evil warlock.

"Chief, the undertaker has come up on his own," said one of the knights of the Light, "isn't its companion going to fight?"

"I've already talked about Lawrence as a special case among the demons," Mikael waved his hand, "maybe you can get his help next time you're on a solo mission." ”

"So the little crow is one of yours?"

With a gray staff in hand, Sylvie appeared out of thin air next to a Knight of Light, and the staff swung at the Knight of Light's head, who reacted in time, raising his arm to try to block, but it seemed too late.

Sylvie is more of a berserker with a steel rod than a sorcerer with a staff. As it stands, her fighting style leans more towards hand-to-hand combat than spells.

The guys who were hit by her steel rod were all beaten into meat sauce, as evidenced by the fall of the members of the Shadow Vine.

However, the attacked Knight of Light did not die with a headshot, and Mikael's seemingly sluggish body had already arrived at Sylvie's side, grabbed Sylvie's staff, pulled it away, and pulled Sylvie towards him.

At the same time, a punch hit.

Sylvie's form vanished. The attempted Mikael looked up and Sylvie was floating in the air looking at Mikael.

"Only big guys can deal with big guys. Sylvie said.

The blackened king slashed at Mikael with his black quaint sword.

The Holy Light shone on Mikael's body, and the Holy Light Warhammer stood in front of him, barely bounced off the attack, and the Warhammer swayed, and was finally held by Mikael, stabilizing his form.

"Then let the big man deal with the big man, and everyone else, attack the undertaker, and I'll deal with this charred hapless bastard. Mikael's tone was a little solemn

This warrior scorched by the flames has extraordinary strength and agility. Mikael was clearly aware of this, and the blow just now triggered the blessing left by the El Goddess on his body, and he directly summoned the weapon given by the El Goddess.

Sylvie used herself as bait to attract attention, and then let the charred warrior attack, although it was a simple sound, but the agility and strength of the charred warrior made up for it.

Caught Mikael off guard.

Such a powerful guy can't be handed over to the knights who only have epic level below.

The knights of light who received the order immediately began to act, they blessed themselves with the blessing of the holy light, raised their swords and war hammers, and the warhorses below roared, and the wings full of light grew from their sides and flew into the sky.

"Tsk, Holy Light Pegasus, this time you came to arrest me, Saint Lando has already made a lot of money, right?" Sylvie smiled, "I have backup too." ”

However, she had three more red crystals in her hand.

Lawrence looked at Orsher, the confusion and confusion in his eyes speak.

"She can't die for a while," Other said, "and I have a lot to learn from her. ”

Sylvie gently crushed a red crystal in her hand, and the red mist poured out, and the creature inside had just untied her and hugged Sylvie's face and rubbed it.

"Clin?" Sylvie didn't seem to react.

Creon, the Minion, after rubbing his face, climbed onto Sylvie's head and took out his cold beam gun.

"kill them all!die!die!die!" shouted Creen the Minion, his gun spewing blue beams at the knights riding the Holy Light Pegasi.

"Why is the little banana here?" Sylvie shouted.

"He was interested in my storage crystals and stayed in them for a while. Orser said in a normal voice, regardless of whether Sylvie in the air heard it or not.