Guderian looked at Boris proudly, the poison of the vampire had been injected into his body, and if nothing else, Boris's strength was no longer enough to fear. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, the priestess screamed, and the white flames kept spewing out of her body, burning more and more, and Boris, who was bitten, knelt on the ground in pain, and couldn't stop wheezing, where he was bitten, the white flames were burning quietly, and at the moment of being bitten, Boris used the holy flame to ignite his own blood.

In the next moment, the Templars who had come back to their senses had slashed the priestess who could not resist.

"Accident?" Boris, who was soaked in sweat, gritted his teeth and stood up with a stubborn smile, "Under the Holy Flame, even the poison of a vampire is meaningless. ”

"It really scared me. Smiled elegantly, without a hint of change, "Then in return, I'll surprise you again." Before he could finish speaking, several lich figures appeared at the top of the house.

"If you want to defeat us, this little bit of strength is still a little less. Boris snorted coldly, even if Guderian was several times stronger, with a few lichs facing the light sacrifice of nearly five hundred people, it was impossible to retreat with his whole body, and the huge light magic array, with his words, spread rapidly.

"I think that's enough. Guderian snapped his fingers, and several lichs unleashed strange magic in unison.

"It's funny, just these few lichs......" Boris could finish his sentence when the mana suddenly disappeared, and all the sacrifices fell to the ground except Boris, wailing incessantly, "Why is this happening?" he looked at the tragic situation in front of him with both shock and anger.

"Is the food we left behind still tasty?" Guderian's inquiry cleared Boris's doubts.

"It turns out that all this is your conspiracy. "Block the exit, attack from both sides, let your side break through, let the strong hold the rear, and then rely on the prepared poisonous food that needs to be triggered by the lich, let your troops be poisoned a little bit without knowing it, send a small group of soldiers to delay time, and when the time comes, defeat your own side in one fell swoop, thinking of this, Guderian sighed, "It turns out that before the battle started, I had already lost, and in the end, can you answer me a few questions?" Boris stared at Guderian calmly.

"Excuse me. Guderian agreed.

"This battle is what you expected, right?"

Guderian nodded.

"Why do you want to provoke the Temple of Light? If I take the means of controlling resources, it will be you who will be defeated, right?"

"Because now the Rector is you. Guderian's answer made Boris's heart ache violently.

"How did you get my men to retain the power of light while becoming vampires?"

You'll see the answer right away. ”

"What is that terrible black chariot?" he was terrified for a moment when he remembered that his team had been left behind with a hundred people in a short period of time.

"I'm sorry, that chariot, it has nothing to do with me. Guderian smiled sheepishly.

"Third Party ...... "Boris quieted down, not knowing what he was thinking, "I didn't expect them to be on the side of the necromancers." ”

"Whether we can end our lives as soon as possible, such suffering, there is no point. "Looking at his subordinates rolling on the ground in pain, Boris's heart ached, if it weren't for himself, they wouldn't have been able to fall to this point.

"You are wrong, this poison is not deadly, it will only make them temporarily incapacitated, from the beginning, killing you was not my purpose. ”

"What do you want to do?" Boris's eyes widened, and he had a feeling of extreme foreboding.

"Didn't you just ask me how to get the power of light from the necromancy?" Guderian bowed, "Well, please watch." ”

Before he could finish speaking, several of the lichs had already fallen back to the ground, injected a potion into their bodies, and then grabbed the wailing Light Sacrifice.

The wailing stopped, the vortex appeared out of thin air, the body of the sacrifice gradually dried up, and the lich's skin grew fuller, and by the time the sacrifice was gone, the lich had taken on a human form.

"The person who made the potion is really a genius, and even the existence of a mouth can drain the opponent. Glancing at the lich and the clothes that had fallen to the ground, Guderian was amazed.

"No!" Boris looked at him, and all that remained was anger.

"Why be angry, your men have just used another method to purify the necromancy you hate, and throw them into the embrace of the light. Guderian stretched out his hand in front of Guderian, and a cloud of light overflowed from his hand, "Look, even the necromancer has been recognized by the God of Light. ”

Extremely angry, Boris lost his mind, and he was very reluctant to even stand, and actually struck Guderian with a rod, which was naturally missed. The next moment, Guderian grabbed him by the throat and lifted him in front of him.

"Dear Diocesan Chief, when you slaughtered my compatriots, did you ever think about such a day?" his hands gradually clasped, and the old man in his hands was slowly losing consciousness, "Have you ever thought that those who are bent on destroying the unclean will become the pedal of the unclean? Have you ever thought that the death of this group of light sacrifices can bring new life to thousands of people of the night and let us regain the power to live under the sun?"

In the face of Guderian's questioning, Boris opened his mouth and said something vaguely.

"What are you talking about? I can't hear clearly. Guderian leaned his ear over provocatively.

"I mean, you should go to the god of light before the sun. Boris suddenly turned into a white flame, this white was more scorching and dazzling than the Holy Flame, it burned not magic, but life.

Guderian retreated in panic, but Boris, who could burn his life, was faster than him, and the old man hugged Guderian violently, and after a loud bang, the vampire and the light sacrifice turned into dust.

It was all over, and the leaders of both sides were coming to an end together—at least in the eyes of the priests.

A bat slowly fell from the air, biting the neck of a light sacrifice, and then the miserable howl of the bitten person gradually fell, the bat's body grew bigger and bigger, and after sucking a few people, the bat had changed back to its original appearance, he elegantly put on his clothes, bowed in the direction of Boris's explosion, and checked his body with a frown.

"Is the power of light gone?" Guderian was both frustrated and glad that if he had exposed the same problem under the sun, it would have been over.

He injected another potion, biting the Templar's throat, and the power of light returned.