Rumble!

The brilliant purple light spread out in a semicircle, not only tearing the surrounding tentacles into pieces, but also temporarily dispelling the terrifying oppression brought by this dark red space.

Although it was only temporary, it was a great opportunity for Lanlos.

The bits of arcane energy left behind by the arcane explosion shimmered like starlight, and with the help of this faint light, the mage finally saw the tip of the iceberg of this dim space.

It turned out that the so-called darkness was actually countless wriggling black tentacles, and those blood-colored eyes were distributed irregularly on it.

The tentacles, the eyes, the Neolosa, and the unspeakable horror and despair......

"Elder God, ...... Enzos"

The light, faded, and the sight became elusive again.

"What did you just say?" Winlessa's violently trembling voice as she clutched the Wind Blade meant that she hadn't heard Lanloth's muttering just now, but, in disbelief.

It's no wonder that even someone like Lanloth, who is not facing the terrifying power of the Elder God for the first time, is pale. A fledgling young ranger like Wen Lesa wouldn't even be qualified to comprehend the terrible meaning of the term and its name if it weren't for his family background.

Listening to the whispered laughter in his ears, Lan Luos grabbed the girl's shoulder with his right hand unconsciously, and silently made a decision in his heart.

A powerless and hopeless decision.

"Remember the task I gave you?"

"What?" Ranros's reaction made Winlessa a little confused.

The palm of his hand was close to the girl's stiff back, and Lanloth's voice was so low that it was heart-wrenching: "Certainly, don't let me down." ”

"Wait ......"

Wen Lesa had just spoken, when a huge force suddenly came from the palm of his back, and in a hurry, the ranger jumped forward uncontrollably.

While the two reacted, the other one responded almost simultaneously

In response, several tentacles approached, and the approaching dark red eyes and piercing whistling made Wen Leisa's hands and feet completely cold.

But in the next second, I saw a faint light flash, and the ranger disappeared, and what appeared in Fang Cai's position was a delicate and slender rune long sword.

Bite!

As Lanloth grasped the Shapeshifter summoned Adruin, the glow of the Holy Feather instantly activated, and the seemingly faint golden light appeared extremely dazzling in this dark space.

"Oh, yes, that's it, resist, and then sink into despair and madness. "Compared to this pitch black, the seemingly tenacious golden light and shadow are just a ray of glittering fire.

The abyss-like whispers not only hit the mage's psychological limits, but also drove all the darkness and despair to the latter.

"Lanloth!" On the other side, Wen Leisa, who had finally stabilized her body, looked anxious and wanted to rush up to help, but just as she took the first step, a brownish-green lightning bolt suddenly exploded in front of her. In the blink of an eye, the chasm widened enough for a normal person to pass through.

Stunned, Wen Leisa only felt dizzy in her head, and when she came back to her senses, everything in front of her changed. The difference in the brightness of the line of sight made the ranger subconsciously reach out to hide his face, and after a short period of stunnedness, she finally barely adapted.

The empty and barren city presents a dead silence. Also, after a battle of this intensity, the orcs and dragoons have already fled. Except for the hideous marks on the walls and the floor, everything seemed to be calm again.

Wait, fight......

Mu Ne's eyes were fixed for a moment, and Wen Lesa immediately turned around.

The wriggling darkness completely dominated the ranger's eyes, and the thick tentacles stretched out in all directions like tree roots. The center was wrapped in countless tentacles, and wisps of black smoke rose like flames on the mottled keratin. At first glance, it looks like a burning black dome.

The shadow of terror and despair instantly flooded Wen Lessa's chest, and the sight was truly tingling.

Lanlos ......

Although the girl was anxious for the mage's safety, as she subconsciously grasped the disc in her arms, she gritted her teeth and turned in the other direction.

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"Hehe, that's touching. Ignoring the elf who had been pushed through the portal, Enzos' terrifying whispers rang through Lanros's mind once more.

"It's a shame that twilight is near, and no one is spared!"

I heard a low roar, and several tentacles came out of thin air, galloping towards the golden light.

In order to control the stability of the portal, Lanloth's left hand was held flat forward, and with the speed of these tentacles so fast that it was blurred, the mage had no strength to dodge. Luckily, he still had Adruin in his hand that had been summoned by the Shapeshifter.

Airplanes!

The golden flames lit up the sword, and brilliant flashes of light lit up the dim space again and again. With its powerful purification and penetrating power, the Sword of Sanction easily severed the tentacles of the attack.

However, this is not a problem for Enzos at all. On the contrary, its tone became more and more excited.

"Radiant fire, why is it bright?"

"Resist, Twilight will devour your proud weak light. ”

As soon as the words fell, Enzos's offensive suddenly intensified. Both the strength and speed were multiplied several times in this instant, as if they were just playing around just now. The strength shown now directly caught Lan Los off guard.

Bang!

A tentacle slammed into his chest, and the sound of several ribs breaking at the same time was very crisp, and at the same time, the irresistible force made Lanlos retreat one after another.

With such a good opportunity, Enzos would not give him time to breathe.

The attack that left almost no space completely blocked all his retreats, like a pitch-black beast that chose to devour people, ready to swallow the dim golden in its belly.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and Lanros's reflex nerves were working at high speed at this moment, and everything slowed down except for his brain, which was so fast that it almost burned.

Looking at the golden glow of the countless tentacles that completely surrounded him and slowly squeezed the glow of the Holy Feather, the terrifying and sharp wind had already touched his face, and Lan Luos's heart was calm.

The Holy Light he used in his hand was only an ability given to him by Adruin, and although its source was a higher creature like Naru, which was close to the origin of the Holy Light, Choure was already at the end of his rope when he reforged the Holy Sword. Although Adruin is a legendary-level artifact, it falls into the hands of Lanloth, a pseudo-believer who does not understand the path of the Holy Light, and cannot show the appearance of the artifact.

Especially in this context.

Light and shadow have always been mutually reinforcing. In the face of this nightmare god with absolute crushing superiority, the extremely powerful shadow power could easily snuff out the small ray of hope of Lanloth.

How can a mere candle light up the night?

Placing his finger on Adruin's scorching sword, the golden flames in Lanloth's eyes fading, revealing the endless gloom and desolation within.

Along the way, he has encountered many life-and-death dilemmas, even desperate situations. But even so, he never showed such despair as he did now. The most chilling thing was that he could feel that Enzos was not showing his full strength.

That's right, it teased itself all the time!

At the tomb of Tyre, Lanloth had confronted another ancient god, Yogsaron. And, in all respects, Yugsaron's strength and influence are much more profound than Enzos's.

However, the last time it was a fluke, this time, Enzos was well prepared, and even did not hesitate to disguise himself as Deathwing to confuse himself.

As an ancient god rooted in Azeroth and a headache for even Titans, Enzos had enough patience and preparation for a little mortal like himself. Really, how can he be......

With a slight sigh, Lanloth's increasingly condensed eyes clearly reflected Adruin's brilliant and exquisite sword.

Sorry to disappoint you......

In the golden eyes, a trace of pure darkness quietly spread. At the same time, the low sound of the sword was continuous and long, and with the completely extinguished holy light, it was so desolate and so sad.

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