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"Those lights are. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info. Sarion's Hammer of Light!" Dirome pointed to the dazzling light that appeared above the village.

"There is also a fight in the village, is it the Harpy again!" Hodoptch tried to move his shoulders and said to his subordinates behind him: "Everyone is wounded, after entering the village, be careful in everything and act at the right time!"

The group continued to march towards a village not far away. Dirome was still holding the injured Hoddock, carefully recalling the scene before Sarion left, the knight instructor of the duchy was also well-informed, and he felt that after Sarion withdrew the holy light, there was a strong dark aura around him, which was the power that the black knights of the empire worshipped. "Could it be that Sarion has not only mastered the mysteries of the Light, but also learned to use the power of darkness!" Dirome shook his head, "Impossible, Sarion has been studying in Merdes City since he entered the Academy, and he is a very poorly qualified but quite hardworking fellow. There is no chance of contact with the forces of darkness. “

"Dirome, are you thinking about Sarion?" Hodoptche's question interrupted the Knight Instructor's thoughts.

"Well, yes, he has a great dark power in him! Dirome replied softly.

"With the powerful power of holy light and darkness at the same time, this kid is really enviable!" Hoddock smiled helplessly, "I have to admit that no matter which side he is on, he will be the one who breaks the balance!"

Cato, who had heard everything in his ears, snorted coldly and unknowingly.

"The mysterious death of the first emperor, the suspenseful identity of the four princes, the night visit of the assassins to Meicheng, and the sudden appearance of the eagle in the Tachiro Mountains, I feel that everything looks like a huge conspiracy!"

"Yes, the Free Paradise Guild has been gone for years, and all tracking information is gone!" Hodochge paused, pricking up his ears and listening carefully, "I want to hear the wailing from the village. ”

"Oops, we need to get there as soon as possible. Dirome helped Hodoch hard and quickened his pace.

The mercenary mage was unwilling to condense his magic power again, but it also had no effect at all, and he still couldn't get any response from the elemental elves, "Damn, wind, fire, ice, and electricity. . . All magic can't be used. He smashed his fist in anger. Another archer was knocked off the roof and fell heavily behind the magician. He hurried to check on the archer's injuries, but fortunately he was only hit and bruised, and although he vomited blood, he did not die. Compared to those mercenaries who were slashed by berserkers, those who were attacked by the paladin's light hammer were really much luckier.

The magician turned to look at the berserker again, only to see him lift a man's neck, and his other hand slashed at the man's body several times, and the mercenary was cut into several pieces by him. The corpses of many of his group members were scattered all over the place, and the berserker had no intention of stopping, he once again caught up with one of the mercenaries, and in just a few strokes of the blade, he knocked the opponent's weapon away, and then there was a frenzied slash, and once again there was another corpse on the ground that had been dismantled. In the face of the berserker's frenzied killing, the remaining mercenaries were unable to form an effective team attack, and almost all of them were subconsciously retreating.

"There's no way, that's it!" The magician had no choice but to ask the paladin who was supposed to be the target of the hunt for help: "We surrender, please go and stop the berserker, please help us for the sake of noble chivalry!"

Sarion smashed the last of the archers off the roof with the Hammer of Light. He turned around slowly, raised his sword and walked towards the magician step by step!"I'm going to kill you!"

The look of surprise on the mage's face, it was definitely not the eyes of a paladin, and it could not even be defined by the eyes of a human. The eyeballs are all filled with black, the corners of the eyes are surprisingly elongated because of evil, and the whole eyes are obliquely inserted between the eyebrows and the bridge of the nose. "You, who are you? The magician could hear his voice tremble.

A mercenary used his weapon to fend off Becks' frantic blow, and the force of the impact sent him flying upside down, right on the path of Sarion. The knight sensed the figure flying, and he stopped, turning and striking a precise piercing blow that pierced the mercenary's heart, which had not yet landed. The knight kicked the mercenary's corpse from under the blade of his sword, and in front of him was the blood-covered berserker.

The berserker was still hunched over, his body undulating up and down, telling the excitement and pleasure in his heart! He rarely stopped the pursuit of the mercenary, holding the hilt of the sword in both hands, and his red eyes stared directly at the man who was looking at him, and the black aura emanating from his body.

The magician secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the fear he had just made him tremble, and the hands that held his companion were still trembling. He swallowed nervously, staring blankly at the paladins and berserkers in their eyes. The surviving mercenaries also saw the abnormality, and withdrew from the sight of the two of them one after another, hiding to the side. The villagers who secretly watched the battle in the house did not dare to speak up, and when they saw a rare calm in the battlefield, they all rushed to run for their lives.

The two confronted each other completely oblivious to the rioting villagers and the surviving mercenaries, who only saw each other's existence. Lost in the darkness, Saarion and Bex, possessed by the spirit of Sabak, these two former best friends, driven by special powers, are about to start a battle to the death.

"They both found each other, and the two strong men were attracted to each other. "The wings on the trunk of the tree can clearly see the situation in the open space with the help of the elves' eyes.

"That's good, both of them have taught the mercenaries plenty of lessons, and now as long as Saarion uses the Holy Light to restrain the mad Bex, all the problems will be solved. Morgan said with relief.

"No, Saarion also has an unknown power in his body, after every battle, he will lose himself to that power, just now the magician's electric shock made him very painful, I believe that now he has been swallowed by the darkness, under normal circumstances, Saarion will not use the Giant Hammer of Light against the house!" The female elf looked a little anxious, she rubbed the corners of her clothes, this man already had an important place in the heart of the wings, fighting the parasitic berserker, making her sweat in her heart.

"Ah, Sarion will also be lost by the power of terror, what kind of companions are these, one is a berserker who does not distinguish between me, the other is a paladin of unknown mind, they are all very dangerous people, I better not be with them, find a chance to go back to Plum City!" Morgan paced back and forth under the tree, known as the money bank, and his heart retreated.

The calm before the storm is finally over. The battle-hardened Bex roared, and with enough strength, rushed at Sarion crookedly, the blood on his body splattered out with the shaking, and the two-handed sword covered with scars rubbed on the ground. Saarion also roared and rushed out, the blackness around him was already visible to the naked eye, even the blade of the sword was shrouded in black light, his steps were steady, and the armor on his body brought a compact metal grinding sound because of the high-speed movement.

Under the light of the mottled torches, the two figures, one red and one black, fought together, what a powerful force, just because of the air flow brought by the first collision between the two, blowing up the dust on the ground. It was impossible to tell who was attacking and who was defending, and every swing of the sword was a collision of two weapons, again and again, the movement was so fast that it was difficult to see the signs of weapons, and the whole village was only the sound of the impact of blades, and the magicians and the remaining mercenaries all watched in silence as this battle of evenly matched forces beyond ordinary people.

The Berserker seemed to be annoyed that he had not been able to slay the enemy in front of him, and he let out another earth-shattering roar with utter rage, just like the scene when he knocked the warriors away in the house, and a huge wave of qi came from his body, swooping out in all directions. The knight held the sword in both hands, facing the air wave that was rushing towards him, and the sword body that could gather black qi, like a cut cloth, split a gap in the circular qi wave, protected by the black sword, its owner did not receive any influence at all, and still stood there as steady as Mount Tai, but the cold wind blew the knight's hair and the corners of his clothes. The people on both sides of the battle were stupidly watching the battle, and the mercenary mages and priests who were relatively thin were blown to the ground. The puffy head in their chests told them how lethal this roar was, and at the same time made them even more in awe of the strength of the black knight!

When the hair and corners of his clothes were not swinging, the knight launched a new attack. The charged blow was mixed with the whistling wind and slashed down at the berserker, and the cold light of the sword body and the condensed black qi formed two sword shadows, one white and one black. The berserker did not show weakness, and the swollen green tendons and blood vessels on his arms suddenly became more eye-catching, and he was slammed into the black and white sword shadow by the two-handed sword with increased strength.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]