Chapter 64: The Sorrow of the Dark Ranger

"Betrayal, this is simply a naked betrayal!"

Leo stood in front of his stable, angrily rebuking what had happened in Salk's palace. Adrien could only watch his captain get angry, but he couldn't do anything about it.

Mankind's thirst for power has a long history, and when a qualified and powerful ruler governs the country, the ambitions and desires of the nobility and princes are suppressed, but when the king is gone, and there is no strong group to receive the kingdom, everything is different.

Teletem finally fell apart under the pull of the three forces, and all of Leo's efforts were in vain.

Now the Templars have become wandering knights, with no real power, only the glory and glory of the past. However, in the era of "peace," who cares about glory or not? People only care who is in power, and who they want to behold.

"Commander, where are we going next?"

Adrien waited for Leo to finish his anger before asking slowly.

Although Leo is no longer the head of the Order, Adrien respects him as a person and character, as well as for the glory he has achieved in the past years. Therefore, as a former member of the Knights, Adrien is still willing to follow Leo wherever he goes.

"Abdul-Jabbar, my companion is still in distress and danger, and I am going to help him. ”

After his anger, Leo's faith in humans was gone, just like Abdul-Jabbar did with the orcs, he lost his original face, and everything was almost like a beast. At this time, Leo remembered that his comrade-in-arms, brother, was still suffering, and Jabbar was taking Esalivan and Gelman to hunt down the demons. As a brother, you must go and support him.

"You don't have to follow me, this journey is full of dangers, and if you are not careful, you will lose your life, Adrian, you are still young, there is no need to lose your life for the sake of our group. It's nice to go back to Salk, get married, and live the rest of your life, isn't it?"

Leo put on his saddle and turned to his former student.

"For the sake of glory, my commander, I will die unto death, and where there is evil, there will be my figure. That's what you taught us, didn't you?"

Looking at Leo, Adrien uttered the Order's previous declaration. What a wonderful time it was, with three hundred knights of the Knights Templar taking their vows at King Alonso's blessing ceremony. For the light, for the hope.

Now, however, the members of the Order are wandering, dying and wounded, and some have been reduced to ordinary people, currying favor with others for the sake of their daily fine clothes and food. There aren't many knights like Leo and Adrien who still keep their promises.

Leo didn't speak, but looked at Adrien, full of melancholy and emotion.

The Dark Temple.

"Ranger, it's time to show your loyalty. ”

After crossing the snowy mountain of Michael, the Demon Abyss Lord led Raphael, who had become a dark ranger, to the Dark Temple, the birthplace of evil. The temple was now filled with sacrificial prisoners of war and innocent civilians. And, of course, countless strong bugs.

Raphael looked at all this in amazement, the soul in her body awakening, fighting.

However, the Wood Elves' resistance to the Abyss Lord is so weak, and the demon controls her body and even forcibly invades her soul. Because of the ingestion of dark spells, Raphael's originally delicate skin became dry and black, and some of the tattered wounds were exposed on the outer cortex that could not be repaired.

Although after becoming a dark ranger, Raphael's combat power has not improved by one or two grades, but at this time, she is no longer fighting for the elven forces, but a servant of the demons.

The Abyss Lord brought the Dark Ranger to the edge of the Evil Energy Pool, where the bones of countless demons were melted and the corpse water was formed, and the thick green liquid was filled with powerful demonic power.

The Abyss Lord, Lord Raphael, threw these human captives into the pool of evil energy with his own hands, allowing the demon spirits to tear them apart, and the sacrificial ritual began at this step. The Abyss Lord will then gather all the demonic powers and open a portal to teleport the same kind from another dimension here.

At that time, demons like Kazmoz will enter Herrera in hundreds, and the world will be occupied by demons from now on. At that time, even if humans, orcs, and dwarves form a coalition, it will not help. The power of demons is a hundred times stronger than that of humans and orcs.

"No, I can't. ”

The good soul of Raphael's heart struggled hard, and the Wood Elf Ranger could not watch innocent people being thrown into the pool of evil energy and incinerated with his own hands, let alone let them advance with his own hands. But the power of the demon is too strong, and with the blood of the demon in her body, Raphael has no power to say no at all.

The Abyss Lord imprisoned her otherwise good soul in this body, and then manipulated her body to do this mad thing.

"Don't. ”

Raphael's soul shouted in her body, but helplessly, the demon had taken control of the body through its black energy and blood, and Raphael could only watch as the first innocent human was pushed into the evil energy pool and sacrificed.

In the blink of an eye, the poor human was suddenly gone, and the pool of evil energy made a contented sound after devouring the first captive. Green bubbles kept popping up on the water, and the temperature of the evil energy pool was getting higher and higher, as if it was like a pot of boiling green water.

Strength, power, irresistible pressures suppressed Raphael's remaining sense of self into the smallest area, and the Abyss Lord tormented her like a toy, asking her to do this and do something. Rafael went from hoping that Jabbar would come to save her, but later she didn't want the orcs to come back to her, because her appearance had changed drastically, and her soul could not control her body, Rafael was worried that when Jabbar came to save her, she would be controlled by the demon and shoot him with an arrow.

It is quite possible that this demon is too evil, too dark, and too cunning.

Using the enemy's emotional weakness to deal with the enemy, the Abyss Lord inherited the usual evil and cunning of the Demon Clan, and the difference between it and Kazmoz is like the difference between Jabbar and Baladin, one is brave and good at fighting, but he doesn't use his brains, and the other hides behind the scenes, but always rushes up to bite at the critical moment. But just one bite is enough to kill the other party, and the Abyss Lord belongs to this category.

After the dark rangers fed their souls one by one, the pool of evil energy began to churn violently, and at the same time, a burst of green light also emanated from the pool, with a strong evil energy, emitted into the air, and Raphael could almost feel its powerful aura. And the giant portal that the Abyss Lord ordered the Zerg to build in the center of the Dark Temple also let out an uneasy roar at this time. It was as if countless demons were lining up behind the door, ready to invade the world, with the flames of destruction, with the ambition of conquest.

"Today, Demon, your days of mutilating living beings are over. ”

But just as the Abyss Lord was ready to cast a spell to open the portal, the demigod Tyrese appeared, and with the fury of justice, the light burst from the weapon in his hand...... (To be continued.) )