Late at night, human camp.

The candle next to Tal had been renewed, the candlelight was flickering, and he was the only one left in the tent.

"Sawyer Alliance."

He muttered the word, as if in deep thought.

Everything was going well, and by the time the Silver Doctrine arrived, he would be able to launch a real assault on the manor.

The tricolor of the Divine Doctrine is a symbol of the best of Canduras' crusades, so there is no need to consider the possibility of defeat.

After clearing the Black Wasteland, he was able to use the land as a bargaining chip to recruit the elite soldiers of Gashas to wage a land raid against the Sawyer Alliance, which was plagued by corpses.

As long as he gets the land close to the river of the Sawyer Alliance, he will complete the task, and even if the others fight back like the blonde youth, the demon behind him will have his own way to deal with it.

It's just that those mysterious evil beings don't seem to have contacted him for a while?

Maybe it was to test his patience.

I couldn't help but touch my chest, there was an evil curse there, and that was why he had curled up in the tower.

Suddenly, the candle flame toppled over and nearly went out, and the light dimmed for a moment.

“...”

Tal was very quiet, scanning his surroundings and finding nothing unusual.

When he raised his head, he was surprised to find something unusual.

A thread of black thread climbed up the curtain and in the tent, seeping through like ink, weaving into a tight net.

He keenly sensed that this place was completely locked down, like a cage.

And it's magic with a very large mana density.

In an instant, a feeling of disbelief filled Tal's heart, how could this be?!

The white-clothed cardinal, one of the high priests, the most powerful and closest to the Holy Doctrine, was unwittingly imprisoned by the other party?

The high-purity holy water on the table was quickly blackened, and the "Blue Holy Flower" inserted in the bottle withered and withered.

“...”

Five black flames emerged from the void, and the breath of evil visible to the naked eye diffused, and every red-eyed Dark Gold Banished Exodus exuded terror.

Their eyes were fixed on Tár.

What should I say, the human in front of me was originally in the bag of the five of them—the original calm arrangement ensured that they would not make mistakes, and at the same time they could control the situation to the fullest.

And the five of them have the terrifying strength to absolutely suppress Tal's side, and it stands to reason that there will be no accidents.

But it is precisely their over-cautious approach to avoid all surprises that angers their owners.

In a sense, they failed ...

Soon, they received an order from Donze.

The black flame fluttered, bringing a little bit of spark, filled with an eerie cold.

There were exactly seven seats, one for Tár, five for the Darkgold Vault Dweller, and one remaining.

"Evil things are as arrogant, reckless, and impulsive as the legend says."

Tal raised his stiff left hand and placed it on the back of his right hand, stroking the ring calmly, "You think everything is expected, you are very wrong. ”

The magic pattern engraved on the ring emitted a glimmer, but in the next moment, it was dyed with black threads, and the ring cracked, and the shimmer dimmed.

An imperceptible gloom swept through Tar's eyes, who had just appeared to be bluffing, but was actually trying to activate the ring's magic mechanism.

The result is naturally failure.

The five black-robed and red-eyed monsters were not ready to speak, they just stared at him, and time passed in depression.

Boom, the curtain was silently pulled up, and the glossy black armor stepped into the tent, and the dark green eyes were like flames.

It's so eye-catching.

There is an aura deeper than darkness, more terrifying than evil.

"First meeting."

A muffled voice came from the ugly armor, in the standard Canduran language.

This way of greeting is special, at least not in Canduras, Sea of Twins, or Westmar.

Extremely faint black smoke drifted across the spikes of the armor, indicating that the armor was condensed from an extremely strong evil breath.

Clothed in darkness, surrounded by evil.

Powerful, mysterious, terrifying.

Tar's pupils shrank, and his intuition told him that the armored demon in front of him was the one behind all this darkness.

His expression was momentarily distracted, and he immediately adjusted back.

"Holy refuge, the light comes, the light shines... skbdjsih，sxbjaj。 ”

As if realizing something, Tár's gaze became calm and persistent, and incantations were uttered one after another.

The spell that lasted for three or four seconds went very smoothly, and neither the five black-robed monsters nor the armored monsters in front of them stopped it.

[Advanced Light Words: Radiation], this is a spell that Tal wants to unleash.

This spell is so powerful that the expanding white light will turn the entire tent into white ashes.

The last note fell, and a dazzling white light lit up before Tar's eyes, and the latter smiled triumphantly.

"There can only be light."

As if making a victor's declaration, Tal raised his eyes and looked calmly at the armored monster, the white light in front of him shining brighter and brighter.

He was sure that in the next moment, white flames would fill his vision.

Boom.

As if a balloon had been punctured, the white light deflated, and the points of light dissipated, revealing Tal's wide-eyed and extremely stiff expression.

This is so counterintuitive.

But that's the reality.

The point of light fell on the armor on Tang Ze's shoulder, and he bounced away like dust, then walked to the seventh seat and sat down unhurriedly.

He spoke again.

"You'll have a lot of questions, I guess."

The dark green eyes were like an abyss, "Of course, there will be a lot of fear, despair, and pain, and this is what I can promise." ”

Hearing this, Tal gritted his teeth, and a cold sensation came from his right hand, and he couldn't help but look over in surprise.

The ring made of Divine Mithril ignited a green flame.

The flames did not feel the heat, but were extremely cold, and soon burned the ring to the ground.

At the same time, his skin was not damaged at all.

It's like falling into an ice cellar.

"This, this power, the devil? Beelzebub? You, you can only come from hell..."

Gasping inwardly, Tal remembered a certain green phantom and stared at Tang Ze, "Is it it?" However, I didn't do anything wrong, I was just doing my job. ”

"There must be something wrong here, and we don't need any conflict, no need to argue, Your Excellency."

Tal seems to have mistaken Don Ze and the demons who instructed him for the same gang.

"That's a good point."

Tang Ze exclaimed, this move made Tal even more confused.

"I agree."

"Until I find out what the secret of the Divine Doctrine is, I will not conflict with you, nor will I quarrel."

The words made Tal's pupils shrink into needle-shapes, and the tips of his fingers trembled.

In other words, Tang Ze's action now means that he has figured out the secrets of Tal and the demons behind him, and it also shows that he is an outsider.

It's not so much an outsider as a fisherman.

The Divine Doctrine and the Sawyer Alliance fought desperately, and the demons united with the Divine Doctrine to gain an advantage through the plague and the corpse plague, but unfortunately it was Tang Ze who intervened in a strong way.

Long before Tal attacked the Black Wasteland, the demons behind Tal tried to trick Tang Ze into the portal to get rid of him, but to no avail.

However, Tal didn't know about this, he just sensed it at the moment, and the monster in front of him wouldn't let him go.

"You're going to regret it, you don't understand it at all! If you knew what it was that assigned me..."

Tal roared in defiance, but was horrified to find that the thin black threads on the curtain had climbed up his legs, and consciousness was slowly fading.

"So what?"

Tang Ze let out a faint voice, admiring Tár's changing expression, "The Black Wasteland is my land, and you have injured my precious subordinates. ”

"That's the price."

"Now, tell me everything you know."

The last sentence seemed to be a ray of light that shot into his soul, and as consciousness sank, he felt irresistible.