The banshee Doloris covered her wound and silently recited a spell, and the surface of the wound on her back slowly healed, as if she had never been injured: "Fortunately, it's just a skin injury." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Saying that, the banshee Doloris floated in front of Lance and the white dragon princess Roxani. She raised her right hand, which began to glow with blue-white magical light, in an attacking gesture. With a hateful expression on his face, he said:

"Die!"

At the last moment. Suddenly, a huge blade of silver-white light descended vertically from the night sky with a whistling sword roar. Straight into the head of the banshee Doloris.

"Heavenly Wrath Sanctions!"

The banshee Doloris looked up and shouted in panic. I hurriedly got up and jumped back, but it was too late.

With a "poof", the Heavenly Fury hit the head of the banshee Doloris directly and accurately. But the banshee Doloris seems to have just been knocked unconscious.

"Hmph...... Trouble Banshee!"

In amazement, a figure had already rushed down from the roof towards Reims. He quickly carried Lance in one hand, and the broken sword in the other, and hurriedly left the battlefield with the white dragon princess Loxani in his arms.

But the banshee Doloris didn't give them a chance. After a brief moment of vertigo, the banshee Doloris regained consciousness with a shake of her head. I happened to see this man who rushed in front of him to save someone.

He was dressed in a rusty chain mail, but the heavy plate armor shoulder guards he carried on his shoulders were polished and shiny, reflecting the light of fire like a frosted mirror, and he wore a one-handed sword at his waist, and at the top of the hilt was a striking lily pattern.

"Don't want to go!"

As she spoke, the banshee Doloris waved her right hand, and a huge blue flame suddenly rose from the ground and soared into the sky. It was as if a blue-skinned giant jumped out and blocked the way forward. The huge heat wave and flames directly forced the man back.

"Demonic Blood Flame Wall?"

The man looked at the road in front of him, which was blocked by a blue wall of fire, and snorted angrily. He knew that this was a road-sealing move that the Undead Lords would do.

The terrifying thing about this magic is that this blue flame is a flame transformed by the blood of the creator demon god Craig. Anyone who dares to pass through this blue flame will be burned to the skeleton in an instant.

And as long as the spell releaser is always here and not driven out of the cast range, then this wall of fire will not disappear.

So the point of this move is to give the opponent two choices: 1. You turn back and fight her. 2. You commit suicide by jumping into the flames yourself.

The man put down Lance and the White Dragon Princess Loxani, and then slowly drew his sword with his right hand.

When the sword was drawn from its scabbard, it made a crisp sound that was characteristic of metal. And this voice for some reason made a chill flash in the heart of the banshee Doloris.

"I'm going to have to get serious. The man carried the sword, and then slowly turned around, revealing his mysterious face.

The banshee Doloris saw that the man in front of her was actually an old man with gray hair, and the almost snow-white hair and the wrinkles on his face showed that he was at least old enough.

However, although his body is aging, his momentum and eyes are extremely sharp. With great killing intent and deterrence, like a lion. It seems that this white-haired old warrior is definitely not a good stubble.

The white-haired old warrior whispered a sentence in his mouth at this time. Suddenly, a golden light fell from the sky and shone directly on the white-haired old soldier's body. He was originally just armor with a metallic luster, but at this moment, countless runes and ornaments glowed with white-gold light.

Then the banshee Doloris suddenly heard the sound of a woman singing a sacred song around her. It seemed as if at this moment, his armor was blessed by the gods.

With a hint of contempt, the white-haired old warrior raised his long sword with golden runes, pointed at the banshee Doloris, and coldly spat out a sentence: "Accept the judgment!"

"Paladin?!"

Banshee Doloris looked at the white-haired old warrior with a hint of hostility, and laughed contemptuously, "Are you from the Holy Shield Knights or the Knights of Light?"

But the only thing that replied to the banshee Doloris was the grim silence of the white-haired old warrior.

"Forget it, don't talk about it. Anyway, after today, it's a dead body. ”

As she spoke, the banshee Doloris's right hand was clenched, and a dark blue flame suddenly gathered in her hand. Then a serpentine sword appeared in her hand.

The serpentine blade's blade glowed like blue magma, and faint cracks spread all over the blade. The sword was held in the hands of the banshee Doloris, as if it were really a poisonous snake ready to attack lurking.

"Siren Demon Sword?"

The white-haired old warrior was a little surprised: "You are the banshee princess Doloris." No wonder, I wonder why zombies, who have always been chaotic and disorderly, would attack in such an organized way today. With your necromantic power, I'm afraid that controlling a hundred zombies will not be a problem. ”

The banshee Doloris laughed triumphantly, "Old man, you humans are really an afterthought. I can reveal it to you. From today onwards, not only high-level undead like me, but even the most ordinary necromancers, they will be able to control zombies. You, humans, had better hurry up and settle the matter. Because not only me, but all of our undead legions will complete their revenge on this corrupt and hypocritical world of justice! I will make you repay the pain inflicted on me by you humans a thousand times over!"

When she said that, the banshee Doloriston turned into a cloud of blue smoke and vanished.

The smoke in front of the old soldier's eyes had not yet dissipated. The banshee flashed in a flash, and suddenly appeared in front of the white-haired old warrior, and Doloris's siren sword stabbed straight at the white-haired old warrior's neck.

At the last moment, the white-haired old soldier glared coldly, calmly and quickly backhanded the sword.

"Wow!" there was a loud collision, and the two swords burst out with a spark of orange and blue. The strong wind from the impact suddenly blew the banshee's hair and the strips of decorative cloth on the old warrior's armor fluttered in the wind. But neither of them backed down in the slightest.

The two of them fought together with their swords. The banshee Doloris pressed her sword down with all her might, her face full of vengeful anger very close to that of the white-haired old warrior. But the white-haired old soldier still had only an indifferent seriousness on his face.

His eyes stared at the banshee's blue-white bewitching and terrifying face and said, "You were once human, and so were your relatives and friends. You have defected to the demons and sold your body and soul, are you here to destroy your family and friends?"

"That's right!"

With a ghostly smile at the corner of Banshee Doloris's mouth, the Siren Demon Sword instantly emitted smoke like a blue aurora. The experienced white-haired veteran saw this move at once.

"Spirituality!"

Saying that, the white-haired old warrior's right hand holding the sword hurriedly pushed hard, and at the same time, his left hand quickly condensed a white ball of light and smashed it heavily towards the ground. When the banshee Doloris saw this and that, her face was full of surprise. He also hurriedly gave up the attack, wanting to push the old soldier away.

"Boom!"

There was an explosion of a huge white light, as if the sun had exploded. The banshee Doloris was shaken away by a powerful shockwave. And the white-haired veteran was also shocked back by his own explosion by more than a dozen steps. Then he fell to one knee on the ground, barely leaning on his sword to support his body, his left hand clutching his chest with a hint of pain.