Li Ang grinned, stretched out his arm, grabbed the handle of the dagger, and slammed it out.

"Click."

With the crunch of a broken bone, the lich's head was cut in two.

Its body fell from mid-air to the ground with a muffled thud.

Leon withdrew his fist, turned around, looked at the lich standing beside him, frowned, and said, "Don't stand stupidly, hurry up and drink those nightmare secretions, lest you have no chance later." ”

Lich: "Y-How ...... you?"

Leon laughed, "This dagger was given by the Templars, and I wondered if the Nightmare Secretion had something to do with it.

Really...... The smell of these secretions is quite fragrant, and the effect is also good, although it is not a curative medicine, but it can strengthen the body. ”

"Wait......"

The lich seemed to want to stop Leon, but Leon had already taken out a bottle of water and two silver needles and poked them at the lich's skull.

Li Ang poked hundreds of needles in one breath, sterilized the silver needles, and then stopped the movement in his hand.

He looked at the bloodstained silver needle in his hand and sighed, "Alas...... I can't help it, who told you to scare me just now. ”

Leon shoved the lich's head back into his navel and clapped his hands, "Okay, you can go to reincarnation with peace of mind." ”

He stepped forward, picked up the lich's corpse, and threw it into the dimensional pocket, "This guy is very strong, and he is estimated to be able to sell it for a lot of money." ”

"Well, I feel it too."

Immorton nodded and asked, "What's next?" Still need my help? ”

"No, I've solved it."

Leon looked up and saw that a large number of undead had rushed towards him, "You go and rest, I'll leave it to me." ”

Immorton spread his wings and flew into the sky.

"Whew~"

A cold wind blew away, blowing away the fluttering white feathers, with a strong rancid smell.

The wave of the undead has finally arrived.

Leon narrowed his eyes, clenched the dagger in his right hand, took a deep breath, and jumped onto the high platform.

"Boom~!!"

Countless ice spikes poured down from the top of the high platform, like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, and the dense attack covered the entire square.

The ice picks shattered and drifted into dust.

Leon's figure loomed in the smoke.

"Roar~~!"

The roar was deafening.

More than a dozen undead broke through the smoke and slaughtered, their sharp claws swinging towards Leon.

"Bell Block~~"

Li Ang stepped on the ice wall, dodged continuously, dodged the opponent's attack, and the dagger in his left hand drew an arc, easily cutting off the enemy's neck, and easily captured the opponent's soul.

"Whew!"

A huge creature with a body length of more than three meters, covered in scales, resembling a wolfdog, rushed out of the smoke and slaughtered with teeth and claws.

Leon leaned slightly sideways, dodged the deadly bite attack, and thrust the dagger into the opponent's eye socket with his backhand, pulling away again.

"Laha ——!"

Black-red blood gushed out.

The huge wolfhound fell to the ground with a wail, dead to death.

"Ding!!"

The dagger in Li Ang's hand made a crisp metal impact sound, and the edge was knocked off because it was too sharp.

Leon looked at the dagger in his hand that had become dim, and muttered, "It's really hard." ”

The dagger, called the "Dagger of Light", was created from the relics of the mysterious girl.

Originally, Leon wanted to find an opportunity to let Immorton devour the Holy Light and increase his strength.

Instead, Immorton tells him that the Light is not omnipotent.

His identity is special, he has the blood of demons and demons in his body, and if he devours the holy light, he will suffer the curse of the holy light and the devil.

This curse will make Immorton a fallen angel completely, even worse than a fallen angel.

Leon also understood why Immorton's strength did not increase much after devouring a large amount of holy light, but his size shrank a lot.

It turns out that the existence of the common curse of the Holy Light and the Devil cannot be obtained by direct devouring.

Leon wiped the dagger clean and threw it to Immorton, "You can use this thing first." ”

Immorton didn't dislike it, licked the handle of the dagger stained with blood, and whispered, "Where are you going?"

I think you don't seem to have anything to do, and it must have something to do with the pastor. ”

Li Ang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly reacted and said in surprise: "You mean, she can summon the Holy Light to fight?" ”

"Hmm." Immorton nodded, "I remember saying before you went unconscious that you were going to save a guy named Robertson.

The priest can indeed summon the Light, but ......"

"Just what?"

"You know," Immorton said with a wry smile, "there is no absolutely pure light in this world, and even the gentlest light can be corrupted by the negative energy of filth. ”

"I understand." Li Ang said seriously: "This kind of dirty negative energy will invade the will, weaken the mind, and even change the mind, causing schizophrenia and chaos.

No matter what kind of profession you are, you must restrain yourself under the light of the Holy Light.

Unless it is a clergyman like you who has reached the state of 'transcendence' and can control the mind, then dare to expel this negative energy and release the Holy Light without any scruples. ”

"That's right," Immorton agreed, "that's why I didn't get involved in this, leaving her alone to cast the Light spell. ”

"Oh, I see."

Li Ang thought thoughtfully, "In that case, then please stay here and protect her."

I'm going to clean up the disgusting undead. ”

His figure rose into the air, rolled rapidly in mid-air, and with the help of a swooping attitude, he instantly broke through a distance of nearly five hundred meters and landed near a sculpture.

The runes on the surface of the sculpture, glowing with a faint blue fluorescence, show its extraordinary ability.

The front of the sculpture is inscribed with a large skull, and on the back is the inscription "Erlan? Stuart] these letters.

"Erlan? Stuart? ”

Leon touched his chin, "Is this the surname of a priest, or the surname of some kingdom?"

Could it be that this castle was once the estate of a certain duke? ”

Leon pondered for a moment, then looked at the back of the sculpture.

Behind the sculpture is a heavy stone door with a bunch of keys hanging from it.

Leon took out the bronze key engraved with the word "Stuart" from his waist, pressed it against the center of the stone door, and slowly pushed open the heavy stone door.

"Squeak ~ Squeak", the stone door opened, revealing the empty road behind it.

Li Ang stepped into the road and slowly walked along the winding road.

On both sides of the road, there are huge night pearls, reflecting the road into a brilliant splendour.

At the end of the corridor is a heavy wooden door, carved with complex and gorgeous patterns, and some strange patterns of monsters and human shapes, full of the vicissitudes of history.

"Knock~Knock~Knock~"

Leon stood in front of the wooden door and heard the dull sound of drums coming from inside.

Faster and faster as time goes by.