A beam of light in the darkness made Surdak's body look like a transparent empty bottle suspended in the quiet void.

That beam of light caused countless nodes in Surdak's body to release a trace of divine aura, and the divine aura connected into a nebula in the nodes, slowly rotating around a certain point in Surdak's body, and the divine aura gradually nourished Surdak's body and dispelled the dark aura in his body.

Until the last trace of darkness in his body was expelled, Surdak felt that his consciousness returned to his body, although he was still restrained by an invisible force, as if he was trapped in a nightmare and could not wake up, but the five senses of his body were returning to his body little by little, something was pressing on his body, making him a little breathless, the wind outside was very strong, it felt like hanging on a rickety branch, and the violent north wind almost froze his body.

Surdak opened his eyes, it was pitch black in front of him, the black mountain was under him, Surdak finally realized that he was lying on a magic handle, his body was pressed by a soft body, and his face was almost the size of the black mage. leg, he is riding on the magic handlebar, flying in the mountains.

The Dark Mage flies only slightly higher than the canopy of a tree, and does not dare to fly too fast at night, constantly undulating depending on the terrain.

Surdak could feel that the black mage's breathing was very disordered, and from time to time there would be a violent cough, and every time the black mage coughed, the magic rod would shake violently, as if it would fall from the sky at any time. In the same way, the black mage was in very poor physical condition, and under the cover of night, he didn't even notice that Surdak was awake.

Surdak didn't dare to sit still and wait for the dark mage to return to his territory, when he might not even have a chance to escape at the last time, he didn't dare to move too much, and he would move a little bit every time he was bumpy, until his hand touched the big one. The dagger on his leg, Surdak silently pulled out the dagger, aimed at the black mage's back and stabbed it into it.

Yes!

The Dark Mage screamed, and he went crazy trying to throw Surdak off the magic handle, and Surdak took the opportunity to stab the dagger into the heart of the Black Mage.

"How is that possible...... How could you possibly wake up under the clouds of sleep? ”

The black mage shouted this sentence with almost the last bit of strength, and the magic handle fell from the sky. Falling, Surdak only felt the sound of the wind whistling in his ears, the black shadow of the forest continued to expand in front of his eyes, and his body kept falling into the forest below when he broke away from the magic handle, and the guy who pressed on himself also fell out.

At the most critical moment, Surdak took the body in his hand, and threw the dwarven chain shield in his hand towards a huge shadow under the body, the back of the shield was connected to a thumb-thick chain, after the shield flew out, it seemed to be entangled in something, Surdak grabbed the chain tightly, and the moment the falling body fell into the woods, under the pull of the iron chain, it actually flew out sideways.

Then his body crashed into a dense branch, he could only curl his body as much as he could, so that his back slammed into the bushes, and the branches of the fir tree slashed at Surdak's body again and again, and the wound in his abdomen was torn open again by countless impacts, and under the sharp pain, Surdak could barely grasp the unconscious body.

Surdak's body was like a pendulum, and after a few swings of the chains on the dwarven chain shield, it finally stopped.

It felt like his body was about to fall apart, and the arm with the dwarven chain shield was almost unconscious, and after everything was still, Surdak found himself hanging from a tree, the dwarf chain shield happened to be wrapped around the top of the tree, and he was only a few meters above the ground at this time, and there was a dark woodland below.

He tried to twist his body to make himself swing, and then used the inertia of the swing to hang the limp body in his hand on the branch that stretched out.

Then it was himself, he couldn't take back the dwarven chain shield, so he had to untie the buckle at the end of the chain, and sat on the horizontal branch of the fir tree, and he didn't care about the severe pain like a scattered frame, and hurriedly activated the divine aura in his body to speed up the healing of his body, and took out a strap from his magic waist bag and tightly strangled the wound on his waist and abdomen.

The craftsman's sword didn't know where it had been lost, Surdak put the short dagger back into its scabbard, and then glanced at the female swordsman hanging on the horizontal branch, still unconscious, the temperature in the mountains and forests was a little low, and the wind blowing made people feel that the joints of the whole body were about to be frozen.

The power of the holy light in the palm of his hand had a very magical self-healing ability, and Surdak felt that his body could barely move, so he put the unconscious female swordsman into a sleeping bag, and let her hang on the branch of the branch, at least for the time being, and only after doing this, he climbed down the tree.

This is a mountain forest full of leaves, and the ground under his feet is very soft, and Surdak stepped on the ground with both feet, and his heart was a little more steady.

He still had a knight's sword in his magic waist bag, which he bought from the blacksmith's shop, without the craftsman's sword, he could only hold it in his hand, and then groped in this dark wood, he followed the direction where the black magician fell, walked forward for nearly a hundred meters, and finally saw the magic sword that fell all over the place, and the place where the black magician fell out was farther away.

The black mage's body leaned against the root of a big tree, there was a pool of blood on the ground, his body was already cold at this time, one arm and one leg were distorted at an angle, it should have been broken when he fell from the sky, but it seemed that when he fell, the black mage did not die immediately, he even insisted on climbing next to the root, and took out a magic scroll from his magic waist bag by leaning on the root.

However, this magic scroll could not be opened after all, and the most fatal wound was the knife that Surdak stabbed into the ventricles from the back, and the dagger cut the heart of the dark mage almost without hindrance, and also made him lose any chance to live.

Surdak breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Dark Mage dead, and he sat down next to the Dark Mage, and pulled out a roll of linen bandage from his magic fanny bag, and then bandaged the wound again.

The black mage who died beside him looked old, his skin was pale from excessive blood loss, his neck and arms were covered with magic patterns, and the wand in his hand fell to the side like a burning stick, Surdak reached out and picked it up, it was an unknown wooden wand, but there was a magic crystal embedded in one end, and there was a trace of magic power flowing in the magic crystal.

It's probably worth a little money!

Thinking of this, Surdak put his wand into his magic waist bag, and searched the black mage's cold body again, in addition to the magic waist bag and money bag on his body, Surdak even took off the magic robe worn by the black mage......

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