"He actually summoned ......"

Behind the wolf, Jin Li's figure walked out of nothingness, tens of thousands of gray silk threads spread out behind him, one by one inserted into the skull under the wolf's claws, slowly wriggling like maggots, absorbing the power contained in the skeleton's soul. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The azure soul fire gradually dimmed, revealing the wailing souls bound by silk threads in it, the broken white bones on the ground no longer struggled, and the dots of bright white flew away from the bones, and the white bones showed a dull yellow color.

"Don't tell me you didn't think of it. ”

Faint ripples appeared, and behind him, Xiao An shook the dagger and said to Jin Li with an unhappy face.

Jin Li didn't look back, and sighed, "Yes, I didn't expect him to be here at all, even the threat just now was improvised, and besides, I'm not a god, how could I predict all the possibilities, besides, I didn't think that he still had the power to summon an army of undead, after all, at that time, ......"

"Well, no more. Xiao An interrupted Jin Li's words irritably, his figure turned, and disappeared into the air again, "I'm annoyed." ”

"Well, really, young people don't have any patience. Jin Li said something teasing, but there was no expression on his face, and the fierce contrast made this figure even more mysterious.

"But what should I do? If he summons the Undead Scourge, he'll die a lot. Jin Li looked at the black canopy with confused eyes, and muttered to himself, "But it seems that the more people die in this species, the better, as for this world, hehe...... What does it have to do with me? ”

"My lord, please let the paladin go and kill that necromancer immediately!" Bishop Mither hurriedly followed behind the Mercy Knight Fahualia and said in a panic, "Let the Holy Light purify the darkness so that we can protect the millions of believers on the migrant!"

Fahualia shook his head and said unhurriedly, "No, the time has not come. ”

"When will it be there!" Miser looked anxiously to the south, feeling the terrifying power of death, and his heart burned like fire, "My lord!

"No, I can't. Fahualia refused, at this time, every power is precious, how precious is a holy paladin, how can he use such a place? And in his heart, what is the million people? What about the believers? The last thing this world lacks is people, what is it to die a million?

"But my lord, do you just watch them die? If they are transformed into a part of the undead natural disaster and attack the southern kingdom, there will definitely be more than 10 million deaths at that time!"

That's all right!" Fahualia shook his head, shaking off his evil thoughts, he paused for a moment and asked, "Don't forget that the city of Paulol is just to the south, trust those mages." ”

"But my lord, the light is ......"

Fahualia frowned and coldly interrupted Miser, "Alright, Miser, it's not your business. ”

Misher became anxious when he heard this, "My lord, it is the duty of everyone who believes in light to destroy darkness, we spread faith, then darkness is our mortal enemy, how can this be none of my business......?"

The golden eyes stared at Mither's cloudy eyes, the majestic gaze collided fiercely, and there was a faint anger ignited, Fahualia gently patted Mither's shoulder, "Miasse, I have to tell you three things. ”

"First, we believe in the God of Light, my Lord, the Great Lord of Light, second, I am the legendary paladin Favaria Baucasro, and you, a little mage of the Holy Rank, you are not qualified to ask me to do anything, and third, it is too late!"

Too late?

Misher suddenly felt a burst of coldness, the buzzing in his ears made his brain hurt, the old man's body shook, the sudden vertigo almost knocked him down, he raised the old man's hand, held his brain, took two big breaths, and suddenly two buzzes sounded in his chest, which startled him.

Fahualia smiled disdainfully, the most ridiculous thing is this kind of person, who thinks he is kind and compassionate, but he has no strength to protect it, he only knows how to stand on the moral height to ask others, without any gratitude, but has a sense of superiority that I am a saint, I really don't know what to do!

"Hmph!" Fahualia turned and walked forward.

Mieser slowly raised his head, shielded the oncoming sunlight with one hand, looked through his fingers, looked at the background of Fahualia blurred by the sun, and asked tremblingly, "In the convoy...... There's no paladin at all, right?"

Fahualia froze, and then walked forward on his own, this stupid question, he had no duty to answer.

"Millions of believers are dead, aren't they?"

Sorrow rang out from under the palms of his hands, and tears rolled across his gray beard and ticked down on the white slate tattooed with holy tattoos.

Fahualia was surprised, he turned around and looked at this old man who was younger than himself but older than himself, and a strange look rose in his golden eyes, "Actually...... Is it so religious?"

"Maybe it seems to the adults that they are a group of ants that they don't know what to call and can be discarded at any time. "But my lord, I have guarded this city for decades, and every face here has gone from crumpled pink to yellow folds under my gaze, and even though I have the pride of the Archbishop of Light, how can this city of believers not be like my children, who profess their faith in our Lord before me." ”

The silent corridor was silent, a faint sadness permeated, the suppressed light that never dimmed was dimmed, and countless light spirits flashed from the void, fluttering their wings behind them with tears, flying around the depressed old man.

"I think they are the most solid believers in the Lord, and I want to protect them so much, but why do you want to abandon them? It's not ten thousand, it's a million, it might be ten million. What a huge faith, and why? I need why?"

The sad old man spoke of his request, almost praying, and the believer of the Lord was still a strong but "loving" old man, even though this love came at a price.

"You're not qualified to know!" Fahualia was faintly angry, and Mither was very upset when he turned over and over.

"Then ......" Miser hesitated for a moment, looked up at the south, there seemed to be a cry of sorrow and helplessness in his ears, his eyes slowly firmed, "the Holy Knights are reckless, the crusaders are stained with blood, the glory of the Lord of Light is desecrated, I, the Light Wizard Mither, the Archbishop of Cosmo Cathedral, the Cathedral of the Border City, offer you the possibility of getting an answer!"

Fahualia turned around and looked at the old man sitting on the ground in disbelief, this is a formal accountability, it is the accountability of a bishop to the Holy See, which represents that the local church's dissatisfaction with the Holy See has reached the extreme, and it is no longer ready to endure it.

Is he crazy?Fahualia looked at Mither angrily, his eyes flashing with rage, and he squeezed his hands, resisting the urge to slap him to death.

In the empty corridor, the depressed old man gradually became firm, and the momentum of not being angry and arrogant swirled around his body, stubbornly fixing the terrifying coercion of the noble knight in front of him, even if the corners of his eyes were torn and blood was flowing, he would never back down!

After a moment, Fahualia took a deep breath, calmed the anger in his heart, straightened the armor on his body, and lowered his head, condescendingly.

"Bishop Miser, sacrifice is inevitable, and without death there is no war, whether it is the guardian or the guarded!"

The old man who sat down stood up violently, roaring angrily at Fahualia, tears on his face, bruises exposed, pure white beard shaking, Miser clenched his hands and yelled with all his strength, "But they are abandoned!

Word by word, gritting his teeth, if it wasn't Fahualia in front of him, then the old man would pounce on him and tear his flesh with his dulled teeth.

Fahualia frowned, took a step back, and then pointed out, and the small spatial crack flashed away, and a stream of blood suddenly rushed out of the beige body, spilling it all over the ground.

"Bishop Misher, you're done!"

After saying that, turn around and leave...... Or rather, flee in a hurry.

Misher looked at Fahualia's mighty body in a daze, the cold of the backlight shining into his heart through the holy light that represented hope, he shivered violently, covered his bloody arm with one hand, and staggered towards the church.

"Mimetor is annoying you again?" asked Arikusd as he wiped his sword.

Fahualia glanced up at Aristotle, "It's time for you to reorganize the Knights of Glory, no matter what his combat strength is, he is more or less a force at such a time." ”

"What's the pressure?" Arikuste smiled, the white light in his hand swept across the surface of the holy sword layer by layer, connecting the lines of battle shattering, "But also, we are facing a former overlord race. ”

"But the Light will prevail!" Fahualia said earnestly.

"Of course!" Aricusd could not deny, as the head of the Knights of Glory, I am afraid that few people insisted on the glory of light more than him.

"But this time, be careful, the strength of any of the eight major clans of the beast clan cannot be underestimated, just a few days ago, just the blood cave clan forced us to almost get in and out of the hole cards, if it weren't for the return of the holy bead, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy to reveal." ”

Fahualia nodded heavily, "The Holy Bead did appear in time, but did you know that the Holy Jewel was sent back by Miser. ”

"Of course I do. Arrikuste put down the sword and looked up, "You think there's something wrong with him?"

"It's not. Fahualia denied: "But I think he knows something, whether it is the Holy Pearl, or this time the orc interception, he seems to be able to know in advance, I think, he may have a more powerful source of information in his hands." Just ......"

It's just that he's angry about our abandonment of believers, so you're afraid that he's not cooperative. ”

"Yes, he has a great prejudice against us paladins now, especially the death of millions or even tens of millions of believers, which makes him suspicious of our behavior, if you look for him now, I'm afraid he won't cooperate well. ”

"Then let me go to the convoy myself, it's boring anyway. "A smart man is a smart man, Arikud understood Fahualia's purpose in an instant, he stood up and stuck the holy sword at his waist, "It just so happens that the current undead fluctuations there have reached the level of sainthood, if you don't deal with it, the ghost knows what kind of ghost things will be summoned from the ground, and even the gods here killed two in battle three thousand years ago." ”

As he spoke, Alikusde held his hand in the space in front of him, and the white light bloomed, and the space shattered, revealing the black-gray infinite void hidden underneath, he looked at it, stepped out, and the holy light flickered under his feet, forming a formation in an instant, taking him away suddenly.

"Go and tell Misher, and the Knight Chief of the Knights of Glory will personally go to protect the believers. ”

The black tide trembled, slapping the world like a wave, and the hideous ghost face dragged a long black mist, roaring under the dark sky.

"Traitor, come out, I have seen you!"

Casa's rampant roar, the black gas on his side was like a tide, countless strange black gases shot into the ground under his feet, a roar sounded from the earth, tearing a huge crack, black hellfire flames poured out from the depths of the earth, scorching, lifeless, full of death.

The shadow of the Hell Portal flashed again, and the black giant stepped out of the gate with his vicious dog, the three-headed dog of Hell, and turned around and slammed down on the gate.

The gate groaned in pain, and the heavy portal "creaked" open, revealing the charred earth inside, and the dense white bones looked over, and the blue soul fire flickered, shattered, turned into endless black gas, and swept out of the gate.

"Wake up, eternal heroic spirits, carrying countless years of disgusting, under my call, wake up!"

Casa laughed wildly, like a rampant demon above the ruins, devouring the despair of the dead.

In the dark sky, countless magic arrays fell from the sky, imprinted on the earth, roaring gradually, one by one the white bones pushed away the pitch-black frozen soil, the withered yellow bone claws stretched out, the ancient breath of vicissitudes was released, and the surrounding snow was covered with a touch of dark yellow at the same time.

"I have a headache, what should I do now?"

Jin Li sighed, all the silk threads behind him had been taken back, and the soul fire of more than one million in front of him had been extinguished, and all the white bones had turned into dull bone meal, sprinkled on the ground, and far away, a piece of snow white.

The 100,000 giant wolves had already fled frantically a minute ago, and as beasts, they couldn't bear the horror that penetrated deep into their souls in front of them, even if they were restrained by the wolf king.

"You really can't help it?" Xiao An's figure went and returned, revealing behind Jin Li, holding a withered arm in his hand, and there was a trace of black gas in the charred wound, and no blood flowed out.

"Not really. The expression on Jin Li's face was faint, he squinted his eyes, and asked, "Dead?"

"Not yet, run fast. ”

"That's good. Jin Li waved his hand, and a card appeared in his hand, and on the card, Angel's holy light was all extinguished, and the entire card was dull.

"It's useless, they're all dead. Xiao An shrugged his shoulders in disdain.

"Well, you're the best. Jin Li smiled at Xiao An, and Xiao An's face tightened and he looked at his body unconsciously.

Jin Li retracted his gaze amusefully and said, "Come back quickly, it's time to go." ”

Xiao An was stunned, "Let's go, don't you fight?"

"You can do it, you can come. Jin Li didn't care about the spread of his hands, made a gesture of please, and then, the illusory figure shattered into countless fragments and dissipated.

"I still like that indifferent Jin Li. Xiao An muttered a few times dissatisfiedly, and his figure turned, turning into a golden card and disappearing into the void. (To be continued.) )