"That's what you want?" said Oter flatly.

"No, but this little crow is too annoying," Sylvie fluttered and winked, letting go of the hands holding Osser, "You know, I'm not very good-tempered. ”

"You've delayed me, and I won't help you with them. Osher gestured to a small dot in the distance.

"I can do it on my own. Sylvie slapped Other on the arm in anger, then thought for a moment, "If I can't, remember to save me." ”

Too, Oter didn't bother to speak, so he transformed into a small treeman covered in a black cloth and began to heal Lawrence.

The natural energy of green was like a soft little hand, swimming on Lawrence's body, and the internal organs in Lawrence's body began to heal slowly.

"You look so cute. Sylvie chuckled narrowly, and commanded the king to begin his march towards the slowly approaching knights of the Light.

Mikael had already considered the time to pursue the mourners in Rodney, maybe months, maybe years. But what I didn't expect was that as soon as I arrived in Rodney, I ran into a mourner who fell from the sky.

But it seems to have a few more guys on the team.

"Don't come near just yet. Mikael said to the Knight of Light behind him. The Knight of Light also adjusted very quickly, lined up in line, ready to charge or dismount at any time.

Mikael glanced at the creatures in the pit.

The one with short gray hair and a gray dress is the undertaker. It cut the holy woman's blonde hair short and dyed it gray, and took a gray staff with impunity.

The little yellow tree man with black cloth over his eyes should be an ancient elf, and this surging natural energy can be felt even if he stands here.

But...... Why with the Undertaker?" Mikael frowned, thinking of a previous incident in which the Knight of Light had been distorted.

The Knight of Light was blasted into his mind by the Undertaker's shadow magic, causing the former to go insane and attack everything around him.

The heroes who survived the Holy War were certainly powerful, but with the exception of Cinderella's mentor, Bishop Anne, most of them were not mentally normal, and it was understandable that they were invaded by their spirits.

After dealing with the undertaker later, the ancient elf will return to normal, right?Mikael decided to send the ancient elf back to El after the battle, although it is a hostile relationship, but every jihadist hero deserves respect.

This is how this Knight of the Holy Light adheres to his own philosophy and promotes the Holy Light.

The scorched warrior with the crown...... His body looked like it had been burned in the flames for a long time, and his eyes and skin had dried up, like an undead.

Maybe it's the undead, the undertaker is a warlock, and the resurrection of a corpse should be as simple as eating and drinking.

The huge creature behind him, Mikael recognized.

The Raven Demon is notoriously uncombative and prefers academic research. After all, this kind of demon whose personality is obviously different from other demons is easy to remember.

Judging by Mikael's expression, it seems that he has dealt with Lawrence a lot.

"Hurry up, I don't have time to play with you," Sylvi yelled at Mikael, "My darling little tree man has to go home, you hurry up." ”

In the face of Sylvie's provocation, the Knights of Light appeared much more mature, resting their hands on their hammers or swords, waiting for Mikael's commands.

"I can talk to Lawrence," Mikael said, "and it's much easier to play three than four." ”

If the losses of the mourners can be reduced, Mikael naturally can't ask for it. Mikael had high hopes for the Knights of Light behind him, and if he could, he didn't want any Knights of Light to fall on this desolate land.

"Lawrence, can you hear me?" called Mikael.

By this time, Othur had finished his treatment, and he had changed back into his elven form, quietly watching Lawrence who had recovered from his recovery.

"S...... ...... Lawrence turned into a human form, conjured a pair of rimless glasses, touched his back, and glared at Sylvie fiercely, "Sneak attacker." ”

"I can beat you down without sneak attack, believe it or not?" Sylvie taunted Lawrence.

Lawrence stood up, took a step back, and glanced at the king: "Don't take this guy, let's go it alone." ”

"Okay, there's a lot of time anyway. Sylvie didn't care, picked up her gray staff and walked towards Lawrence.

Just as she was about to get ready for a Shadow Arrow, Othur stood in the way of Lawrence.

Sylvie threw the Shadow Arrow in her hand behind her. Shadow arrows of destruction strangled everything they could touch, including air and sand.

However, the Shadow Arrow was knocked away by Mikael, and exploded in the air.

Sylvi turned her head and glanced at it: "Qi, if I hadn't gotten used to this body, that Holy Light Knight would have been fried into meat sauce." ”

Orser shook his head at Sylvie, "You deal with it quickly, Warlock, Lawrence will take me to Javier." ”

"Okay, okay," Sylvie glanced at Lawrence, "I'll deal with you when I'm free, by the way, the giant-like Knight of Light on the other side just now is calling you." ”

"Call me?" Lawrence looked suspiciously at the burly three-meter-tall knight of the Holy Light, "Mikael?"

"Acquaintance?" said Osser's tone fluctuating for the first time, "It seems that we can communicate and leave earlier." ”

Noticing Lawrence's gaze drifting to this side, Mikael's face showed a smile and he began to approach the four of them, despite the obstruction of the knights of light around him.

And Lawrence also understood, patted the yellow sand on his body, and walked towards Mikael.

"Is the little crow trying to fight back?" Sylvie narrowed her eyes, as if she wanted to penetrate Lawrence's back.

Then Sylvie grabbed Other's arm and asked wrigglingly, "If I am besieged, will you come to my rescue?"

"Possibly. ”

"Surprised," Sylvie took a step back, "did you like me? Night Elf, you weren't like that before. ”

"Your Shadow Arrow has taught me a lot," said Othur, "and you have hidden many secrets that are worth exploring. ”

"It is said that a boy falls in love with a woman from her mystery. Sylvie smacked her tongue.

Orser ignored Sylvie's words, he sat down, opened his soul gaze, and frowned.

The tracking power that surrounded Othur became more and more hidden, and Othur nearly failed to find it.

Who the hell is it. Othur frowned, intensifying the range of the soul's gaze.

He noticed a difference.

The soul color of the nineteen Holy Light Knights on the opposite side is yellow, symbolizing the living life.

But why is the Knight of Light who met Lawrence a gray soul?

This is the life that has died.