A sword and a monster, Harry is like chopping vegetables, there is no pressure at all, the invisible disadvantage in the dark is of no use to Harry, the glowing silver sword smoothly attracts these monsters to attack, Harry's purpose is twofold, one is to attract the surrounding monsters as much as possible, and then purify them, providing as long a period of safety as possible for those who are still alive, although there may be few survivors, or even no one, but Harry still decided to try and not give up this small possibility. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The other wanted the survivors to see the light flickering in the darkness and rush here to seek refuge, so Harry stayed in one place for as long as he could, and as he did so, he made his way to the place where Miral was.

But after a long time, only the monsters that could not be killed approached Harry, even if Harry deliberately paid attention to the surroundings, there were still no survivors, it seemed that the predatory nature of these monsters was still very accurate, Harry thought with some sadness, and rushed in the direction of Miral's side.

Harry, who was walking through the darkness, heard this voice, and couldn't help but guess that his nervousness eased slightly, but then he made a strange discovery, why not use the lighting magic that could illuminate it all, or use the magic of the wind attribute to dispel these choking fogs? Such a simple thing, the people of the Holy See should have thought, could it be that something was wrong? Harry's otherwise relaxed mood became tense again, the kind of nervousness that was on high alert around him.

The magicians in hooded white robes lined up in a line, raised their wands, and began to chant spells to cast magic in their mouths, and then one after another of white light shot neatly from the wand to the top of the dark fog in front of them, but the strange thing is that the light spell that could have illuminated the darkness was actually ineffective against these fogs, but only illuminated the top of these fogs.

"What's going on? Alger. The Templars, who had arrived behind the magicians, said in confusion when they saw this strange phenomenon.

The Templar who had just arrived was very strong, with a burly figure and heavy armor, which made the whole person look very strong, with an unshaven chin and a refined short haircut, looking like an uncle.

"St. Roth, we are helpless, this fog does not seem to be a simple fogging phenomenon, even the strong wind magic just now we have tried, it doesn't work at all. One of them, a thin, bespectacled white-robed magician, returned helplessly, his face very sad.

Compared to the Templar in front of him, this mage was a tall, thin archetypal contrast.

"Thank you, Alger, I'll leave the outside guard to you. Saint Roth's expression became serious when he heard him say this.

"Are you going in?!, it's still unclear why the fog shrouds the interior of the main hall, and I'm afraid you'll be lucky enough to go in like this. "Alger, the thin, bespectacled magician said in a dissuasive tone, he didn't want the old friend to go into this dangerous fog.

"Don't worry, Alger, you should know my strength, and I didn't go in alone, don't worry, you just pay attention to the situation outside, let's go in first." Saint Roth said with the determination to enter, patted the magician on the shoulder, and then turned back to the row of knights in armor behind him and yelled, "Follow me!"

"St. Roth...... You, alas, can't do anything about you. Alger said helplessly, watching the team of knights enter the dark fog under the leadership of St. Roth, and they don't know where to go.

I'm afraid it's not a good start for San Lorenzo, who has been going on for thousands of years, the young white-robed magician named Alger sighed, standing at the door leading to the interior of the main hall, and it was unsettling that the dark and mysterious smoke occupied the doorway.

"Alger, why is there such a noise in the main hall, is something going on?!" Bud, a beautiful blonde man who arrived at some point, said suddenly as he approached Alger's magician.

"I'm scared to death!" Wizard Alger had not yet recovered from his uneasy mood when a voice suddenly sounded next to him, and his heart was about to jump out in fright.

"Let me take my time, I don't know about this matter, I was on the side of the 'Sea of Light' library at the time, but I heard a loud noise from the side of the main hall, and when I arrived, I found that I was covered by these mysterious smoke in front of me, it is said that some people saw it, the spiral tower staircase collapsed, but I don't know what the real situation is, you better be careful, although it has not been confirmed that these fogs are not harmful, but it is right to be careful, in the absence of His Holiness the Pope, it is up to you, Bard. Alger Magician settled down, thought about it, didn't talk too much nonsense, and went straight to the point.

"I know, I'm going in first. When Bud learned of the situation, he led a few people towards the fog and prepared to enter.

Bud is still as reliable as ever, St. Roth, this guy is really yes, he always doesn't listen to me, if he can be so reliable as Bud, maybe he won't always be a squad leader, this may be his life, what's the way, Alger Wizard looked at Bud's back in the distance, and thought so.

"That's right, Bud, that guy from St. Roth is already in! you see him inside! I want to remind him! this guy is so careless!" said Alger Magician, remembering some unfinished words, to Bud, who was about to enter the fog.

Bard heard, nodded, and led his companions into the mists of the unknown.

At present, outside the main hall, that is, outside the area that is not shrouded in fog, there are magicians like Alger, and several squads of Templars guarding this entrance, observing the mist's every move, and by the way, finding a solution.

"It seems that I can't be idle, and I have to think of a way, Valen, Hamis, and Black, you go to the second floor of the 'Sea of Light' library, see if there is any information about these fogs in the books, and if so, let me know as soon as possible. Alger said to the other magicians, giving an urgent order.

"Ming... Understood!, Mr. Alger. The mages who were named were unexpected, and after a moment of panic they replied in unison, and hurried to another path to the library.

"The thick black gives people an ominous aura, this can't be black magic, right?!Maybe I'm thinking too much, how can black magic appear here, but it's also very possible that there will be such an accident, ah!!I'm annoying!!I need information!!" The polite Alger magician said irritably, holding his head with both hands.