"I, we're telling the truth, sir."

One of the warriors whispered, "It's as terrible as the Demon Gap has just opened in Canduras, and black clouds are crawling all over the hills and wilderness. ”

Hearing this, the people who were nearby, including the man in the lead, felt a pang in their hearts.

"You mean the Demonic Plague isn't over yet?"

His voice gradually turned cold, "There are no more demons in Canduras, and if it weren't for that, the professional front would not have shrunk, and it would not have been our turn to fight for territory with the Sawyer Alliance. ”

This is a fact that needs not be argued, and no one can deny it.

The Black Sky Dome has been liberated, the Sakaram Cult and the higher-ups of the Cathedral of Light have sensed the changes in Canduras from the crystal ball, and the terrible blood-bathed Queen of Torment has returned to Hell and left Canduras, the endless breath of evil dissipating due to her departure.

It cannot be denied that even the remaining remnants of demons will be weakened by the loss of the provision of evil breath, and a skilled knight or samurai will be able to cope with it.

The evil breath of the tide? Black clouds?

It's just nonsense.

"This..."

The two samurai were speechless as if they had a fish bone stuck in their throats.

Admittedly, they couldn't deny the fact that the demonic plague was over, because they couldn't question the judgment of the Supreme Bishop, even though their intuition and what they saw told them that the black tide had something to do with the demons.

"An overwhelming black tide? Let me see what I know. ”

Pushing the two samurai away, the leader calmly looked in the direction they had come, his eyes flickering with a cold light.

The quiet night was like a veil of mist, and the breeze was gusting, shrouding the quiet forest not far away, except for the light of a little firefly, there was nothing strange about it. In addition to this, there is the slight breathing sound of the people around you, and the insect chirping that is common in the village area.

The leading man was silent, turning his head to look at the two samurai who looked uneasy.

At this moment, even they themselves feel that it is a great shame.

"I'm sorry, my lord, but we misunderstood."

The two samurai apologized helplessly, and then recalled the scene just now, still feeling surprised, but did not show it.

With a cold sweep, the leading man turned his head and couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

A tall figure, almost blending into the night, shimmering with a pale green light, slowly entered through the entrance of the village.

The villagers failed to discover it, not even the warriors of the Divine Doctrine, or even him. Its footsteps didn't make any sound, not even the slightest breath emanated, like an invisible ghost in a cursed legend, floating in it.

But what is very strange is that this black shadow brings him an unfathomable, deep pool of oppression.

His limbs were inexplicably cold, and the man in the lead stared at the black shadow and opened his mouth, but was shocked to find that he couldn't make any sound.

Then he saw a chilling scene.

In the quiet night, the light of the flying fireflies was still, and the expressions of the warriors around them froze, their bodies were like sculptures, and there was no sound in their ears, only the black shadow in their field of vision was slowly moving, walking in from the entrance of the village, and slowly walking to the side of a hut.

Then, as if noticing the gaze of the man in the lead, it walked straight over.

He felt like a fried cat for a moment, trying to escape, but he couldn't move, even a finger, and the cold froze his whole body.

Teng Teng.

A very slight sound of footsteps approached.

The terrifying armor covered with green lines gradually became clear, and he dared to say that he had never seen such an armor that could make people terrifying just by looking at it.

What kind of monster will be under the armor?

"Pros?"

The other man spoke, in Canduras, but the tone of his voice echoed deep in his mind like a silent ancient bell.

"Whew... Ha... Ha... Hah..."

When the two terrifying eyes fell on him, the icy chill disappeared, replaced by a drowning suffocation, as if countless large hands were pouring out to pinch him.

The terrifying pressure made him gasp and unable to speak, and his heart was even more afraid of the dark shadow.

Seeing this, Tang Ze knew that this person should just be a human being, with some special powers.

But he was a little impressed that ordinary humans were able to resist the erosion of his evil breath, and not stand still like the others, but instead maintain their own thoughts.

Originally, he had speculated about what treasures this person had, but he repeatedly probed and found nothing.

Seeing that the other party was about to be oppressed to death by his coercion, Tang Ze restrained a little, and at the same time made a look, telling the degenerate Rogers entrenched near the village to retreat a little, and be on guard in all directions.

“... Devil, devil!! ”

Cold sweat wet his face, this person sat on the ground with no strength, trembling uncontrollably, pointing to Tang Ze's location, and speaking incoherently, "Born in darkness, destroyed in light..."

Tang Ze was a little speechless for a moment, although this person was the leader of this group of warriors in cold armor, his willpower didn't seem to be as good as the previous group of people from the Dark Serpent Force, let alone compared with the group of red-clothed paladins.

A weak chicken in the end.

"Quiet."

The dark green eyes flickered, and the chill that almost made the person's consciousness slump roared and rushed across his face, as if he was in the ice and snow, which calmed him down a lot.

"Nope! Please don't! I'm afraid of falling! ”

But in the next moment, this person went crazy, and the killing intent in his eyes surged, but it was aimed at himself.

In the dogma of the Divine Doctrine, purity of faith comes first, and it is not permissible for a demon to approach the embodiment of darkness, and this person is afraid that the terrifying evil force of the other party will force him to fall.

Bang!!!

The invisible air condensed into a large hand and slapped directly on the man's face, blood and snot splashed together, and he rolled on the ground in embarrassment, his eyes were much clearer, and then climbed into a thick fear and despair.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem."

Coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood, not even daring to wipe a handful of bleeding faces, the man lay quietly on the ground, his body trembling slightly.

At the same time, because Tang Ze had been standing here for too long, many of the warriors in cold armor around him had already attached a layer of gray-black hoarfrost to their surfaces, which was the cold carried by the evil breath, which penetrated through the gaps in the armor and gradually spread throughout the body.

"Huh?"

Glancing at the position of the samurai leader, the green light in Tang Ze's eyes shone brightly.

In his field of vision, there seemed to be a red light in the samurai leader's body, which was very eye-catching, burning and dissipating the evil breath around him.

His instincts told him that that was why the previous samurai leader had been able to stay awake.