Father Kempes slid far on the ground, and landed not far from Pandis, Pandis hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, the pupils of Father Kempes' eyes had begun to dilate, his chest had completely sunken, and there was blood between his mouth, nose and chest, he coughed a few times with difficulty, and brought out a lot of blood, and said in a low voice: "He... He is... Dark magic... Practitioner, he... Or cut... The people of the hall, hehe. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" The old priest smiled wryly, "I can't think of it... A dark... Heresy actually... became the adjudicator... Faith... Light... No longer pure..."

The fact that Pandis was speechless was indeed a great blow to an apostle who had believed in the light all his life.

The old priest gasped, "... Child... Run..."

He whispered, "... We abandon the unkind, the dark, the unfaithful, the malicious, the good, the bright—" The voice grew lower and weaker, until at last Pandice felt only a sinking in his hand, and the old priest Kempes was silent at last.

Pandis looked up with tears in her eyes, and the black shadow was still standing where she had been, looking here for a long time, as if she was not in the slightest worried about Pandis's resistance or escape.

Pandis felt a chill in his heart, he knew that he could not escape with Chris on his back, which showed that he wanted to leave no one behind.

The child's voice sounded in the church, and Pandis was startled, and quickly cast a winding spell on the black shadow, only to see a cluster of thorns appear at the black shadow's feet, and the thick vines rolled towards him.

But he raised his leg seemingly unconcerned, turned around, and looked into the church, where the vines were rolled up.

How is this possible?

The shadow vanished in place, and he walked into the church.

Pandey's heart twitched when he thought of the three children of Kempes, and he wanted to rush inward, walked a few steps, looked back at Chris on the ground, hesitated again, and finally gritted his teeth, paused, bent down and picked up Cris, and ran out.

I'm sorry, Father!

Pandis thought with tears in her eyes.

She summoned the Treants, and now she couldn't care about the bumps and vibrations, and the most important thing she needed was speed.

I'm going to be faster, faster!

The Treant took Pandis and Chris in their hands and strode towards the back hill of the town.

Because Pandis knew that there was only one way to the town, and from there he would likely come into contact with the shadow, and if he escaped from the town, the shadow would probably kill everyone who saw him.

The treant who was striding suddenly stumbled, threw himself forward, fell to the ground, and then turned into an elemental and vanished.

It came so quickly, Pandis gritted his teeth and put Chris in place, and stood up.

Ten meters away, through the shadow of the tree, the black shadow could be seen walking towards this place step by step, with the breath of death, cruel and bloodthirsty.

Pandice smiled wryly and glanced at Chris.

We're going to die!

I wish I could say a word to you before I die.

Although there is little hope, for now, I have only this last resort.

Pandis took out a strange horn, dark green all over, and in a short time her right hand turned into a spike and slammed into her heart.

Gritting his teeth, he pulled out the spike, and dripped a drop of blood on the tip on the horn, which was the blood essence that had been given to Chris, and as soon as the blood essence touched the horn, it immediately penetrated into the horn and disappeared without a trace, a pale white ripple rippled, and the dark green horn instantly revealed a clear luster, like turning into a piece of jade.

A little green between Pandis's eyebrows also spread to the entire face, and in the dense night, the original appearance of the elves was completely revealed, with long ears, long dark green hair, brighter pupils, a straight nose, and a small mouth.

The black shadow on the opposite side paused and said coldly, "Heresy!"

Pandis snorted and raised the horn to his lips.

"Woo~~~" A melodious but angry voice spread throughout the woods.

Suddenly, the woods came alive!

The flowers are moving, the trees are moving, the grass is moving!

As if awakened from their sleep, they writhed in unison and roared angrily, with Pandis in horn in hand, all the plants elongated in a radial pattern, and they pulled their roots out of the earth and began to dance in a demonic way.

The grass and trees all entered a mutated form, the grass turned into thorns, the shrubs into vines, and the trees into dryads, all of which attacked the intruders of the realm.

The vines wrapped around the black shadow's feet, the vines turned into nets, covering the black shadows, and the thick branches kept whipping at him, and in mid-air, there were fruits and stinging needles that made a "whoosh" sound and constantly fired at him, which was the wrath of the wood elemental.

The black shadow's performance could no longer be as indifferent as before, he flashed the attack in front of him and under his feet in a few vertical steps, turned around and split a whole vine, kicked under his feet, and rose into the sky, but was distorted by a few fruits, he staggered and barely landed on top of a dryad's head, and then, several vines suddenly wrapped around his calves, and before the big sword in his hand fell, he pulled him to the ground all the way "crackling".

Countless thick branches and bitter vines slammed into his body, making a crisp sound of armor, and of course, some unlucky weeds and thorns were scattered by his companions.

The black shadow struggled incessantly, as his body slid on the ground, more and more vines entangled him, and the two-handed sword was pulled somewhere, and finally, countless vines wrapped the black shadow in the middle, like a huge, green cocoon.

There was a slight pause in the sound of the horn.

The green cocoon is still writhing, like a chrysalis about to break out of the cocoon.

The sound of the trumpet was loud again, the sound of the volley stopped, and five huge dryads leaped out of the crowd and stood in front of the green cocoon, their huge, sharp fingers raised high, aimed at the target on the ground, and after a slight pause, they stabbed down.

The dryad's fingers collided with the green cocoon's force, making a muffled "buzzing" sound, but instead of piercing the green cocoon, two spikes "snapped" and broke into two.

What's going on?

Pandis was also taken aback, and the horn sounded for a while.

The green cocoons on the ground no longer struggle and writhe, but there is a depressing aura that continues to leak outward.

Bad!

The trumpet sounded again, and countless vines snaked away again, wrapped around the green cocoon, and the dryad also raised its arms and struck down fiercely.

The black, at some point, came out, making the surroundings even more depressing.

Pandis saw that the green cocoon was suddenly stretched larger, then squeezed and smaller, and then slowly expanded again, and grew larger and larger.

Is it almost time-bound? How can five minutes be so fast?

Pandis's face was pale, sweat was pouring down, his head was starting to get dizzy, and from time to time there was a pre-detachment darkness in front of him, but he still tried to exhale every breath in his chest.

The sound of the trumpet became more and more hoarse.

His chest burned like a fire, hot and painful, and Pandis's eyes darkened.

The green cocoon suddenly exploded at this moment, Pandis didn't hear a sound, the nearby explosion had temporarily put her into a state of deafness, and the wave of air tore all the surrounding plants, trees and vines to shreds, and also blew Pandis away, far to the ground, unconscious. (To be continued.) )