"Stand down. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" majestic mechanical language emanated from Daphne's body.

The holy warrior revealed the little girl's body according to his words, her body was emitting a strong holy light, and the small body rose into the air, and the white wings behind her fluttered like a virtual body.

Daphne's eyes stared coldly at the skeleton floating in the air in front of her.

The translucent lower body of the skeleton looks like a cone, and the feet are tightly wrapped together.

Its long, dark yellow cloth stretched from its feet to its neck, revealing only a terrifying skull. The outstretched hands were not skeletons, but long arms in the shape of dried corpses.

If Byron had been here, he would have recognized in despair that this was one of the few high undead recorded in the Book of the Dead, or rather, the ghost, the Death Screamer, an undead ghost that embodied the last longing for life of the dying with terrible weeping and screaming.

It generally wanders in solitary, forgotten battlefields, eerie or struck by terrible plagues or disasters, filling the air with its sad, soul-debilitating screams.

Right now

The terrible undead floated above the earth, its head sticking forward, its mouth silently splitting open.

The whole land fell silent.

The paladin raised his head, and the entire space shook with grains of sand.

Waves of visible sound erupted throughout the ground centered on the Death Screamer, and the sand on the ground was quickly propelled away from the area by the invisible wave of air.

Daphne stretched out her hand, and in the void, the ancient language of the machine resounded in all directions: "Law Transformation—Wall"

Layers of sound waves struck the void in front of Daphne, causing ripples to spread rapidly in all directions.

The dark green flames in the Death Screamer's eyes turned red, and he opened his jaw again.

A trace of despair inexplicably rose in the paladin's heart, and the vague and noisy screams kept crying and murmuring in the depths of his soul.

On Daphne's chest, a burning flame burst out of her body, and a look of pain flashed across her face, but it was quickly replaced by indifference.

The Realm of the Gods, the Temple of Nature

A middle-aged woman with snow-white hair and a loving smile on her face had a look of anger on her face.

"Blasphemer!"

The angels around her all leaned down in surprise, not daring to look directly at Shenwei.

Main plane

Daphne and Harvey snorted at the same time, and the divine power in their bodies burned.

"Eternal Realm: Silence"

The sound of the machinery remained silent, and the death screamer clutched his throat in the air as if someone had choked him.

The burning divine power in Daphne and Harvey's bodies came out of their bodies, and in the blink of an eye, they had turned into black flames, and the two of them struggled in pain, and a low roar continued to come from the burning throats.

The Holy Flame moved above the two of them, and the black flames were immediately dyed with the color of Holy White.

A great will stretched from the Divine Domain, conjuring up from the black flames, she stared at the Holy Flame in the air and asked, "You, what is it?"

The holy flame flickered in the air, and the long river of time unfolded behind him.

"I am eternal"

She was about to say something, but suddenly it fell apart.

The black flames on Daphne and Harvey had completely turned into white flames.

The holy flame was slowly submerged by the long river behind him, and soon disappeared into the 'now'.

Daphne and Harvey, who had lost a lot of weight, woke up from their endless anguish to see only the screamer of death floating in the air, its mouth open and closed, but there was no sound.

The ghost clutched its head in pain, roared into the air in silent despair, and then disintegrated in the air little by little.

"Your Highness, I can't feel the brilliance of Your Majesty. The paladin looked at his hands with a look of world collapse.

"Harvey, Your Majesty never left, it's just a test for us. "The little girl's face was full of color.

"Your Highness, I can't use my divine powers. The paladin still grimaced.

Daphne tilted her head, somewhat suspicious that Ahir's 'Divine Power Burn' had caused irreparable damage to the paladin somewhere.

"Harvey, Your Majesty is just going somewhere to wait for us, and as long as we keep going, Your Majesty's light will shine on us. ”

"Where is Your Majesty?"

The little girl breathed in the turbid and dreary air of the earth, and for the first time felt the breath of freedom in her heart, and a faint joy grew from the bottom of her heart.

So she turned back and said, "Go over." ”

The basin-sized red beetle rushed to the skeleton against the ground, and the huge fiery red jaw gently closed, and the bones of the skeleton's calf were neatly divided into two.

The skeletal soldier slammed into the ground, and the beetle crawled up to his neck, severing his spine.

Byron shook the sword in his hand, thrust the sword into the mouth of the skull that had rolled down in front of him, and slammed it on the sword, and the other party's teeth kept making a "ding" sound on the sword.

More and more skeletons followed the sound and gathered in this direction, and finally they all became the bones scattered behind Byron.

Eventually, the fiery beetle crawled to Byron's feet and swayed from side to side.

After Byron threw out the skull on the sword, he stuck the sword on the ground, squatted down, handed the paper in his hand to the beetle, and said helplessly: "Look, I have a memory on it, and I owe you an apple."

The beetle moved again, and Byron immediately said, "That's the one above? That's when it fell asleep on its own, forgetting to leave the contract mark, and I couldn't find it, so I had to owe it a bone all the time." ”

The beetle stood up and moved its massive jaws.

Byron almost burst out laughing: "Little one, you still want to threaten me."

After leaving the contract imprint, the beetle returned to Heavenly Mountain. Byron watched the other party disappear into the circle, and thought with regret how good it would be if the 'Monster Summon' could be used many times.

He threw a 'tense nerve' at his body to keep his alert high, and began, sneaking quietly away from the skeleton, though the fire of life of the living creature was so conspicuous in the undead skeleton's vision.

As a result, Byron was quickly blocked in a small alley by a group of skeletons, and Byron leaned against the wall behind him.

After using a piece of pigskin, a piece of smooth grease covered with butter oil in front of Byron, and the skeletons crowded in the alley fell to the ground in front of Byron, and more skeletons were rushing to "worship".

Byron jumped up for the first time without touching the edge of the wall, so he used the obstacle to make a piece of wood in front of him.

Some of the skeletons stepped on their fellow lying on the ground, and when they got past the greasy spell and almost touched him, Byron managed to climb onto the wall.

Byron looked around, but found no light.

He slid down from the other side of the wall, and the darkening horizon made Byron desperately need lighting tools, and wasting mana on 'light magic' was obviously worth the cost.

As soon as Byron landed on the grass on this side, the grass in the courtyard began to stir.

Can corpse oil be used for lighting?

When the other party crawled out of the ground, Byron knew that he was thinking too much.

There was not a single intact skin left on the rotting corpse, and it was obvious that the other party looked at Byron hungrily, eager to get a little fresh flesh from him to make up for the lack of his body.

Byron plunged his torch-bright sword into the earth, and the beautiful tone of the heavenly language resounded in the land, and a silver light and a dim light extended from Byron's index finger at the same time, shooting through the zombies in front of him in the blink of an eye.

The zombies began to burn violently, and the light of Runia from the first layer of heaven burned him into a pile of ashes.