"We killed the high priest, but the high priest is not dead. ”

Listening to Rest's words, Lorraine couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, puzzled in her heart: this seems to be a bit tongue-twisting. For a moment, he even suspected that Lester had seen the famous man, or at least read the famous "Some People", which became a textbook for compulsory primary school education.

Lorraine asked with concern, "Is he dead or not?"

At this time, Lester let out a long sigh with an unwilling expression, and then said, "Here's how it is......"

xxxxx

When the high priest stepped out of the teleportation array and saw the scene in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

What appeared in front of him was not the gloomy, unbreakable gray fog of the Island of the Dead, nor the rancid earth under his feet, but a green mountain forest, dotted with blue-gray rocks, surrounded by a turquoise sea, surrounded by a circle of silver-white sand.

It's an island in the middle of nowhere.

The High Priest himself could not have judged that the island might be located in that location.

Opposite him were as many as thirty or forty wrinkled, white-bearded old men, some of whom were so old that they seemed to be able to poke them down with a single finger.

But it was they who made the high priest's eyes narrow slightly, and his face showed a cautious expression.

The old men were either dressed in the black robes of a sorcerer, or in the red of a cardinal archbishop, or an ascetic dressed in simple linen with a crown of thorns on his head.

Surging mana and holy power emanated from their bodies, as if there was substance. It even distorted the light around them like a wave of air.

The Magister's staff shimmered with a blinding light. Clearly, they are all ready to go.

Behind them. It is a few slender and handsome elven marksmen.

As you can tell from the feather decorations on their hats, these elven shooters are all the most elite elite rangers.

Several of them had different flashes of light on their feathered arrows, indicating that they were the most powerful magic archers among the rangers, and that dealing with mages was their specialty.

In addition, there were three knights with long swords, thick shields, and heavy armor, and a layer of light flickering on their unpretentious armor. There was a strong fluctuation of holy power.

The sturdy helmets covered their faces, although they did not show their strength, but just by looking at the blood-colored cloaks on their bodies, they could know that these were definitely the highest-level champion knights, with strong martial arts, and they should be famous powerhouses on the continent.

At this moment, facing the number one powerhouse under the starry sky, they all looked at him coldly with obscene smiles on their faces. It's like a pack of perverts staring at Little Red Riding Hood.

This is by far above the continent. The most luxurious, and at the same time the most powerful dungeon team. Gathered almost all the powerhouses on the continent.

And with a reasonable mix, melee, mid-range, and long-range are all available, and in front of them, even dragons will shy away.

They gathered together in order to snipe the number one enemy of the human world, the strongest undead high priest in the world, Kalimdo, Biutlis, who is closest to gods and demons in the world.

Facing the luxurious lineup in the history of 2,000 years, the high priest only lost his mind slightly, and then said calmly: "You betrayed me~!"

He didn't look back, but behind him, the lichs all dodged away in unison, and then set their eyes on one of the lichs behind him.

The teleportation array was set up by the High Priest at the order of the Lich, and if anyone could do it, it would be him.

The lich was stunned for a moment, looked around suspiciously, and suddenly understood, and suddenly his eyes flashed with a green light in fright.

He fell to his knees all of a sudden, and hissed in a terrible voice, "Your Majesty, no, it's not me."

I'm not a traitor. When I set up the coordinates of the teleportation array, it was Goodman who came over and helped me ......."

Speaking of this, he suddenly realized, stretched out his hand and pointed at a lich next to him, and said angrily: "It's you, it's your hands and feet." You're the traitor of humanity......"

The lich's eyes suddenly erupted with green fire, and he pointed at him and shouted, "Sendos, don't spew blood. I was helping you set up a teleportation array, but then something happened, so I handed it over to Ross. ”

As he spoke, he turned to look at the other lich next to him.

The rest of the crowd also turned their heads.

Under the gaze of everyone, the lich's eyes also flashed, and then he said slowly: "Sendos, stop quibbling. You're in charge of setting up the teleportation array, I'm just handing you the materials, who else can move here besides you?"

Everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes to Sendos who was kneeling on the ground again.

Sendos looked around at everyone, and when he saw that everyone was looking at him with a look of surprise, he became desperate for a moment, and hissed: "No, I'm not, I'm really not a traitor, you have to believe me, I have followed you for six hundred years......"

The lichs looked at each other, and all of them turned their eyes to the high priest not far away, hoping that this divine throne would be as wise as the legend, and that nothing could escape his wisdom and find the traitor among them.

At the same time, the seeds of doubt also took root in their hearts, the traitor was among them, the teleportation array was always underground, and in a few days, anyone had the opportunity to secretly change.

Although facing a strong enemy, but unconsciously, they also distanced themselves from each other. In case someone next to him is really a traitor, and then suddenly he bursts out and hurts himself.

The High Priest couldn't help but snort coldly, obviously not believing in Sendos either.

At this moment, Sendos gritted his teeth, took out a dagger, and waved his hand.

I only heard the sound of 'whew', and clusters of blue-white flames suddenly appeared on the dagger.

Everyone couldn't help but be surprised, this was actually a magic dagger. Then they took a few steps back. Make a defensive stance.

The lich Goodman shouted even more inwardly, "Sendos, in front of Lord God. How dare you raise a knife. What do you want to do?"

The Flame Dagger isn't just sharp. Once pierced into their bodies, the corrosive mana will inevitably puncture their body's life box, burning their life essence and causing them to truly die.

Rose next to him also shouted loudly: "Sendos, you said that you are not a traitor, but you have hidden the forbidden weapon of the Flame Dagger, and you have bad intentions and want to kill your companions.

Now the evidence is ironclad. What else do you have to say?"

Sendos gritted his teeth, raised the dagger high, and cried out in despair: "Lord Kamiza, I am really not a traitor, I am willing to die, but please be careful behind me, my lord." ”

As he spoke, he swung vigorously and stabbed the dagger into his chest.

The sharp dagger pierced the lich's shriveled bones, then hit the lifebox hidden deep inside it, and plunged deep into it.

The essence of life flows out in an instant. Then it was ignited by the miserable white flames on the dagger. Those liquid life forces met the flames, and suddenly burst into flames like gasoline.

In the blink of an eye, Sendos shook and burned like a humanoid torch. The blue-white flames rushed into the air several meters high, and in a dozen seconds, his whole person turned into a cloud of gray powder ashes.

During the whole process, the high priest remained a cold observer, without the slightest action or dissuasion.

The lichs couldn't help but look at each other, and they all felt shudder.

In order to prove that he was not a traitor, Sendos did not hesitate to die, but the high priest did not even show the slightest expression, as if he was looking at an ant, and did not frown.

Although everyone acknowledges that the Great High Priest is a god who bestowed immortality on the lichs, it is a little chilling to repay loyalty in this way.

And more importantly, Sendos proved that he was not a traitor by his death. So who is this traitor?

He must still be in the crowd, in case of a fight, the traitor suddenly came to himself from behind...... Hiss......

Since Sendos can hide a forbidden weapon that can ignite the soul, the traitor must also steal a weapon, maybe even more powerful.

That situation, just thinking about it, is already a chill in the back of the neck.

Being a lich in the company of darkness and the companionship of death is a symbol of cruelty and coldness, but in reality, they are all the most afraid of death.

Because he is not afraid of death, he will not turn himself into this ghost who is not a human and a ghost.

The more frightened they were, the more cautiously they paid attention to the people around them, and unconsciously, the distance between them widened a lot.

The lich finally couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward, gritted his teeth and said to the opposite archmage Rest: "Sue me, who is your traitor." ”

Looking at the lich, everyone present couldn't help but be stunned: not only the lich's body is rotten, but even his IQ is rotten? Isn't this a complete stupid fork? How could the other party casually say such a high-level secret as a traitor.

But a white-haired cardinal on the opposite side smiled and said with a solemn expression: "Okay, I'll sue you." ”

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned again: Could it be that the other party also has a stupid fork?

Immediately, I saw the cardinal archbishop pointing at the lich and shouting, "That traitor is you~!"

The lich was suddenly startled, took more than ten steps back, and said loudly in panic: "You are talking nonsense, you are talking nonsense. We won't believe you. ”

The cardinal archbishop laughed and ignored it, then pointed to the other person next to him and said, "That traitor is you." ”

The lich immediately took a dozen steps back in fright, and denied it repeatedly.

The cardinal archbishop laughed even more proudly, played with the lichs, and casually pointed to several lichs opposite, pointing indiscriminately, and said, "It's you, it's you, it's you......"

The lichs were all frightened and retreated, racing to dodge.

The high priest snorted coldly: "Enough~!"

Then he stepped forward and stood in the way of the lichs.

Although his figure is not majestic, at this time, he is like a mountain, and his body exudes a powerful momentum. Like a dark cloud, it weighed on everyone's hearts for a while.

The knights in the front row couldn't help but raise their weapons and large shields in their hands and put on a fighting posture.

The cardinal archbishop's face immediately showed a solemn expression, and then he cautiously took a half-step back, although they were strong enough to snipe the high priest. But in the face of him. But none of them are not careful. No one knew what killer tricks he had.

What is certain is that the high priest has not lived in vain for more than two thousand years, and his identity as the strongest person under the stars is not self-proclaimed.

The high priest turned his head, glanced coldly at the group of lichs behind him, and said in a deep voice, "You can judge yourselves~!"

The lichs were all stunned, and shouted in unison, "Lord Godza." ”

The high priest said coldly: "It is certain that there are traitors among you, but there are some troubles in dealing with these human beings, and I don't have time to distract myself from finding out the traitors."

So you all judge yourselves. The traitor is naturally dead.

After I have gone back and killed all these humans, I will bury you with a heavy ceremony. ”

He spoke in a very normal tone, as if it were not his cronies who had died, but just a few ants.

As the most powerful lich in the world, he has long lost the feelings of human beings, and is accustomed to looking at the things of the world in silence.

The eternal life of the lichs was given by him, and he could certainly take the Son back, which was a matter of course for the High Priest.

As long as he lives, these few lichs are missing. It will be recreated later, and the High Priest has never lacked human mages who have defected to him.

The lichs looked at each other for a moment.

Someone immediately fell to his knees. He said in a trembling voice: "Lord God, I have served you for five hundred years, and I have always been loyal to you......"

The high priest looked at the man with some disgust, interrupted him, and said, "Since you are faithful, then I want you to die, and you should die." ”

The lich couldn't help but froze, staring blankly at the undead high priest.

At this moment, without warning, the lichs suddenly screamed in unison, and then, they turned into several clouds of smoke and fled in different directions.

The people around him all ran away, and the lich kneeling on the ground also reacted, and when he turned around, he also turned into a cloud of smoke, and then flew backwards.

There was no point in them staying here, the humans were going to kill them, and the high priest was going to kill them.

The future, if not at the hands of men, must die at the hands of the high priest.

They weren't as stupid as Sendos, and their lives were the first thing they thought about.

But the high priest did not hinder them, but stood there and looked at them coldly.

The human mages and ascetics also turned a blind eye to the fleeing lich, and only stared at the high priest alone.

But he saw that the black smoke flew to the edge of the island, and then he saw several dazzling white lights rising from the ground and shooting towards the lich.

Someone couldn't dodge, was immediately shot by the light, and then fell down screaming.

Even though some of the lucky ones dodged the light from the ground and continued to flee outward, they immediately saw several silver-winged flying horses flying up from the ground, like a white lightning bolt, and chased after them.

In the distance, countless small black dots in the sky could be seen flying rapidly, blocking the path of the lich, which had long been ambushed in the distance.

In order to seize this once-in-a-millennium opportunity, humanity mobilized all its great forces to kill the High Priest.

The High Priest then turned his head away and looked no further, unconcerned about the fate of the lichs. There is a war fortress in front of it, and a silver-winged pegasus in pursuit. Those few lichs are definitely dead.

To him, the lichs were just his servants.

That's fine, save yourself and do it yourself. And those people are not useless, at the very least, they have measured the encirclement network laid by the enemy.

He glanced at the people in front of him coldly, and said, "Let's do it, let me see how much you weigh?"

Opposite him, a group of human powerhouses glanced at each other, and then they all bowed slightly and saluted him.

Although the other party is the source of evil, the leader of the lich, the purveyor of darkness and death. But it is undeniable that he is also the strongest man under the stars, and thousands of years ago, he was already the strongest man who dominated the world.

No matter whether the other party is good or evil, he is worthy of their respect with his skills alone.

At the moment when they bowed, the High Priest suddenly screamed, raised the staff in his hand, and then slammed down.

A loud 'boom' was heard.

Like the most violent earthquake, the earth trembled.

With the staff at its center, the ground cracked like a spider's web.

The earth tore apart, and a wide crack snaked and twisted like a giant serpent, scurrying towards the human powerhouse on the opposite side.

The human powerhouses were also old and experienced, and in the face of the high priest's sudden sneak attack, it seemed that they had expected it a long time ago.

An old sorcerer stepped forward and slammed the staff in his hand downward.

A flash of yellow light flashed, and the ground beneath their feet suddenly hardened.

The soft ground gradually showed the color of the blue-gray rocky mountains. The grass that used to grow was affected and turned into hard rock.

The crack like a giant snake slammed into the rock, and suddenly there was a "crackling" sound, which shook everyone's chest.

Under the impact of the huge force, the rock seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and it also became cracked, and small pieces of rubble flew in all directions.

Still, the crack stopped, no longer spreading.

This hand alone shows the profound mana of the Magister.

The high priest looked at it, a chuckle appeared on the corner of his mouth, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Very good." You people are worth the battle. ”

Just like the purpose of their desire to kill the High Priest, if the High Priest is here to kill this group of human elites who have swiped their own copies.

Almost all the most powerful warriors and mages of the human race are gathered here, and if they are killed, then the strength of the human race will inevitably be weakened by more than thirty percent.

The crisis of humanity's attack on the Semitic continent was immediately resolved. Then he can dive his mind, develop for another five hundred years, accumulate enough strength, and then attack again.

At this moment, a series of bowstrings were heard.

The elves began to shoot their demon-breaking arrows at the High Priest. At the same time, the cardinal archbishops also waved the staff in their hands, shooting out white holy light outwards. The magicians performed their own tricks, using their best magic to smash at the High Priest.

All of a sudden, arrows, magic, and holy magic gathered together and smashed towards the high priest.

The war between the two sides officially began. (To be continued.) )

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