On the way to retreat, Aaron gasped for air with weariness, and he lay on the back of the dean, his face slightly pale from blood loss.

It was the first time he had unleashed this magic, and he was a little out of control, injecting too much magic and overloading the power of Slaanesh, and even Aaron had poured most of the Warlock's spell points into this five-ring magic in one go, causing him to feel a little tired now.

The Five Rings Magic - The Torment of Slaanesh is designed to fight against situations where there are many enemies and groups of enemies are strong, this magic can allow them to kill each other, but it also depends on the timing of the release.

Because the magic of Slaanesh's Torment not only does not weaken the enemy like other magics, but will give the affected person a bonus similar to the Barbarian "Berserk", under the control of the illusion, the enemy will be able to enjoy the bonus of attack rage + strength increase + speed increase + painless sensation.

This is Slaanesh, this good brother is not afraid of coming things, he is afraid that things are not big enough.

Renard carried Aaron on his back, and the university dean noticed that blood was dripping from under Aaron's robe, and immediately used the Holy Healing Technique to treat him while running: "They're fighting, junior!" ”

"Good." Aaron forced himself to concentrate: "Quick, let's go into the main hall!" ”

"Let's see what is hidden in the stronghold of the Dragon Witch Cult."

Aaron and the others rushed in the direction of the main hall, and the fierce battle in the block continued.

Knight, the left hand of the god, was covered in flesh and blood at this time, he felt so hungry, he was so hungry, he couldn't eat enough, and it seemed that he would never be able to fill the gluttonous emptiness in his stomach.

But this state did not last long, a purple-black emblem suddenly appeared on Knight's body, and a skull pattern shrouded in the Chaos Octagram appeared from Knight's mind, and a resentful spirit with a thin body, dark eyes, a high-necked trench coat, and deep-set cheeks appeared.

His shrill voice awakened the will of his subordinates who were enjoying a great meal.

"Knight! What are you doing? Who allowed the small you to forget my will, and who allowed the mad desire to replace the supreme black sun in your heart? Who is it? The voice of Hirek, Prince of the Dark Sun, awakened Knight's senses, and the god's left hand immediately sweated profusely, and he fell to his knees without reservation, not even caring that he was in the middle of the bloody slaughterfield.

"My lord!" Knight's head slammed into the ground, splashing a cloud of plasma, and the left hand of the god at this time was more abyssal than the hell devil: "I'm sorry! ”

"Did you get things done?" Ciric said coldly, and the Prince of Dark Sun first snapped his fingers frivolously, "Let me see...... Very well, Knight, your body is well maintained, your brain is well maintained, and it's no different than when you were born! ”

The Dark Sun Prince's extremely sarcastic and pungent words made the face of the God's left hand red and white, and he did not dare to make any resistance, but obeyed: "Please forgive." ”

"My patience is limited, cannibal." "But until then," said the Dark-Sun Prince's high-pitched voice, "Show these stupid, winged reptile fools the power of your master, and let them know that their lowly will will will come to no good except to submit to the supreme Lord of Murder!" ”

"Kill all these winged reptiles, and then go and kill Aaron Salian in the most cruel way of peeling and digging out the heart, remember to cut 3,000 knives, one more knife will not work, and one less knife will not work!"

"Go quickly, or the next time I appear, it's your time of death." Ciric's will urged Knight.

"Yes!" Knight, the left hand of God, should be again.

As soon as the screen turned, only a few seconds had passed, and the left hand of the god had already regained his senses, and he wiped his mouth casually, ignoring the dirt on his sleeves, and flipped the two extraordinary daggers with a blue shimmer up and down, aiming at the dragonthroat walker.

At this time, the leader of the Dragon Witch Sect was in a state of collapse, he withstood the influence of that pink mist, but none of the four master-level half-dragons under his command were killed, and in just a few minutes of cannibalism, two half-dragons died, one was seriously injured, one was lightly injured, and more than half of the remaining Dragon Witch Sect elites were also killed and injured in this wave of madness!

The Dragon's Throat Walker didn't know how to explain to his superiors, and this wave was almost destined for him to lose his purple-robed identity and be executed by the sect!

However, the Dragonthroat Walker found that he didn't need to think so much at this time, because on the battlefield, a figure was coming towards him.

It was Knight, the left hand of the gods, and wherever he passed, the bodies of the dragon witch cultists automatically disintegrated from the air, and the bloody killer was like a six-armed snake demon participating in the bloody battle of the abyss!

The Dragon's Throat Walker didn't hesitate any longer, he knew that he would at least defeat the enemy in front of him first!

Ancient Dragon's Breath!

The Dragon's Throat Walker came up and unleashed his most powerful spell, and a nine-meter-long flame dragon coiled out of his summon with an unrivaled terrifying power, carrying the rolling dragon power straight into Knight's body!

The remnants of the heat from the primeval red dragon divided the battlefield, and the roar of the dragon awakened the consciousness of many mortals affected by Slaanesh, but before they could wake up, they were consumed by the flames and turned into a dark red residue rolling on the ground.

The response of God's Left Hand was simple.

He first recited the name of Ciric and loudly declared that he would dedicate this victory to the great Lord of the Black Sun.

Immediately after, after a short recitation, Knight began his own performance.

Shadow Killing.

A thick black mist enveloped Knight's body, and under the attack of the dragon, the left hand of the god was hidden in the black mist.

Yan Long temporarily lost his target, and his body was stunned.

Knight in the black fog moved.

The speed of the twin daggers in his hands was so fast that he couldn't even see the afterimage clearly, and his body stabbed like a meteor in succession, directly taking the dragon's throat walker.

The Dragon's Throat Walker immediately retracted the Flame Dragon and stood in front of him.

Knight didn't stop, his speed was faster, and the double dagger in his hand kept tearing, chipping, and slashing through the flames along the surface of the dragon's body.

In the first thrust, the body of the Yanlong is densely notched.

In the second thrust, the surface of the dragon's body was significantly reduced from a higher white-gold color to a dark red.

In the third thrust, the Yanlong struggled to break into three.

By the time the three thrusts were unleashed, the Dragonmaw Walker's proud killing move had turned into a spark in the air.

This scene shocked the audience.

The primordial dragon flame, which was sealed and could only be used in a desperate situation, was cut down by Knight like this? Only with his hands? Only with his double dagger?

Just, that simple?

Yes, it's as simple as that, Knight, the left hand of the god, showed an icy sneer, and although he also used a lot of physical strength because of this outburst, Knight looked at everyone's stunned expressions with satisfaction.

He knew that Ciric appreciated his performance.

Taking a deep breath, the slowed Knight approached again, and the Dragonthroat Walker was already sweating.

What kind of enemy is this?

What did he encounter today?

That human weird magic doesn't count, and now here comes this assassin's chosen technique?

There was no way, the Dragon's Throat Walker made a decision in an instant, and he directly used his strongest stunt to press the bottom of the box.

The power of the dragon!

With a roar of rage, the dragon-shaped claws that came from the sky carried the power of the falling stars, and with lightning speed, they slid down on Knight's head.

The speed of the dragon claw with a diameter of two meters was so fast that Knight had no space or chance to dodge at all, and he only had time to raise his head, and the dragon claw was already covering his face!

"Boom!" The storm of air swept over the battlefield, blowing up large pieces of debris and sweeping away all the people nearby.

Knight's location was covered in smoke, and he couldn't see the situation for the time being.

Did you win?

The Dragonmaw Walker watched expectantly.

"Ka~" The dragon's claws swayed.

"That's amazing......" Knight's voice came.

"Quack~" What happened next made the Dragonthroat Walker stunned.

The left hand of the god, Knight Frankfield, used only his left hand to block the slap of the giant dragon claw.

The Dragon's Throat Walker's eyes were glazed, he suddenly felt the lack of fresh air in his lungs, he breathed hard, coughed hard, and bursts of Venus appeared in front of him, and the leader of the Dragon Witch Cult struggled to stand on his feet.

He thought that he might fail, he thought that this trick might not be able to solve this strong enemy, but he thought that the other party was using magic, props, magic skills, and even the divine grace of the dark sun to resist the dragon claw, but he never imagined that the other party would actually use his left hand to hard-connect!

It was a dragon claw slap comparable to the full force of the primeval dragon, and creatures without extraordinary strength would only be smashed into pulp!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." The Dragonthroat Walker shook his head vigorously, he trembled, sweated like pulp, and shook his head vigorously, unable to accept the result at all.

"You guessed it." A sinister smile appeared on his left hand, and as the dragon's claws disappeared, a golden luster appeared under his cracked left glove.

"Do you know what the last nickname of my God's Left Hand was?" Knight pointed the back of his hand at the Dragonthroat Walker, and he spread his five fingers and showed the Dragonthroat Walker's left hand, which was shrouded in golden light, "It's the golden left hand." ”

"My left hand has extraordinary power."

"And you, nothing, the strength of you and your dragon masters, is not worth mentioning."

The Dragonmaw Walker has collapsed, and the world of the leader of the Dragon Witch Cult has collapsed.

Could it be that the dragon's power is so worthless?

Could it be that the goal that he has spent his life planning and striving for is so fragile?

"No~No~" The more the Dragonthroat Walker tried to convince himself, the more he wavered, he tried hard to resist, but his legs trembled so much that he couldn't control it at all, he still missed the spell, and all that came out of his mouth was staccato words.

The golden left hand came closer and closer, like caressing a lover's body, pressed against his head, tasting his despair, feeling his fear.

Bloodshot skyrocketing.

Red stained the air nearby.

The battle was soon over.

"I dedicate this victory to you, my lord." Having dealt with the remnants of the Dragon Witch Cult, Knight of the Left Hand of the God knelt down on one knee and performed the standard etiquette of the Dark Sun.

"Good! Very well, you are well done, my Knight, my favorite and most optimistic Knight! Ciric's ecstatic voice rang out from the air, and the Black Sun Lord turned into a thick black mist that surrounded Knight's body, and he was satisfied with the victory.

"Now you only have one thing left to finish." The Prince of the Dark Sun screamed, "Go and get rid of Aaron Salion, don't you want to be rewarded by me?" ”

"Go!"

"Yes, my lord." Knight nodded silently, and he clenched his daggers.

The Dragon Witch Cultists had been completely wiped out, and there were only four cannibals left behind Knight, and the left hand of the God glanced at the Dragon Witch Cult Hall in the distance, took a deep breath, and continued to move forward.

This is the final battle.

One step away from the victory of the dark sun!

Knight clenched his left hand, his hand completely golden, filled with extraordinary power.

The mutation of this left hand comes from a divine creature whose flesh was mutated by the cannibalistic Knight who accidentally ate the flesh of a divine creature during the Sage Havoc.

It was Ciric's divine grace that helped him control the power of this mutation.

So, the left hand had no choice but to offer his loyalty to Ciric.

No!

…………

On the other side, in the main hall of the Dragon Witch Sect, a small quarrel broke out.

The remnants of the Dragonwitch Cult lay in a pool of blood, almost all of them killed with a single blow.

Because the elite were all taken out by the Dragonthroat Walker, and there were only two or three kittens left, Aaron and the others came in and killed the remaining guards one by one almost without much effort.

However, the warrior monk Sora was not satisfied with this kind of behavior, Sora thought that the core members of the Dragon Witch Sect naturally deserved to die, but there were actually a lot of peripheral miscellaneous people in the main hall, and they didn't even know what they were serving, but Aaron and Charlotte did not hesitate to kill them.

Sora thinks they should be given a chance to mend their ways, at least knock them out before they are brought to the Kingdom Court for trial.

It's a pity that no one listened to him.

The dervish shook his head again and again, he folded his hands, stood aside and did not speak, and refused to participate in the search of the hall by Aaron and others, even he kept watching Aaron with a wary gaze.

On the contrary, the Paladin Renard, who is also in the camp of order and goodness, approves of this behavior, Renard believes that although these peripheral members of the Dragon Witch Cult may be innocent, they are undoubtedly accomplices, and choosing to kill on the premise of protecting their own safety is in line with the teachings of Tyr, the god of justice, and the teachings of Thom, the god of loyalty and courage.

Therefore, there is a very strange scene, that is, the holy warriors and warrior monks who are also in the camp of order and goodness, and there is still a huge difference in their previous views.

It can only be said that the good camp is actually infinitely divisible in its bones, but the evil camp always tends to be the same in the end.

However, the good camp likes to huddle, and the evil camp fights on its own.

Aaron soon discovers that they have found a huge treasure trove!

In the wing hall of the side hall of the main hall, Aaron and the others found a full 28 large treasure chests, each of which was full of platinum and various gold and silver coins!

"Lordon", "Dantel", "Centaur" from Am.

"Bicenta" "Kira" from Kalinsan.

"Triple Crown", "Golden Lion", "Falcon", "Blue Eye" from Cormier.

Triangular gold and silver coins from Zambia.

Crescent Coins from Silvermoon City, Sun Coins and Golden Dragon Coins from Waterdeep.

Fractional currency from the Fort of Santil.

In addition, there are countless gemstones, pearls, and precious metals.

Aaron even found a number of coins from the Ancient Naiser Empire and the Ancient Imasca Empire in a chest, among which the gold pyramid and octagonal platinum coins of the Nayser Empire can still be distinguished by the Grand Arcanist's sticker on the back of the coin, such as the "D", "I", or "K" written on the currency, corresponding to a mature lady and two male Grand Arcanists, respectively.

Oh no! We're going rich!

Aaron carefully counted the gains from this adventure.

He soon discovered that there was a large table surrounded by 28 large treasure chests, on which two items were placed.

The first is a dragon-shaped mask with a dragon-shaped crown attached to it, which exudes the majesty of a dragon with a piercing look.

The second item is a special amulet with a golden dragon tattooed on it.

However, the appearance of this ancient dragon is very different from the golden dragon of normal metal dragons, it has four heads and six claws.

The talisman looks like an antiquity, and I don't know how many years have passed, but Aaron can still feel that there is a very powerful power contained in the antiquity, and even Aaron can feel a trace of divinity contained in it.

Is this the thing calling me?

Aaron reached out and grasped the amulet.

The power on the amulet immediately poured into Aaron's body as if it had found its master, and it chirped happily, showing Aaron a brilliant and sacred scene:

Three overlapping golden rings are separated in the middle by a golden central axis and two curved arcs connected up and down the central axis.

It contains the divine laws of the universe from birth to destruction.

This is the law of reincarnation.

Aaron was about to look at it again when suddenly the faint roar of a dragon in the distance interrupted his thoughts.

Oh no, the Dragon Witch Cult is awakening the Dragon Lich!

"Quick!"

Updated, ask for a ticket duck~

(End of chapter)