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As soon as the old servant said this, Bhatia immediately felt a chill.

The oppressive aura emanating from this old guy made Bhatia almost breathless! The magician suddenly couldn't help but scream, waved his sleeve, and shot out a magic scroll.

The magic scroll burst into flames in mid-air, turning into a fiery dragon, roaring and crashing head-on into the old servant's body! The old servant was surrounded by flames, but his face was still smiling.

Then, something horrific to Bhatia happened.

The old servant's body actually released a ball of holy white light in an instant!

This light suddenly came, as if the ceiling above his head was suddenly silent, and a beam of light pierced the tower and fell from the sky, enveloping the old servant in it, and an awe-inspiring and inviolable divine aura appeared all over his body!

The fire dragon bombarded him, it seemed that the fire was soaring into the sky, and the heat wave swept away, but the divine light on the old servant's body was like winter snow, and the wall of fire was quickly extinguished under the shroud of holy light!

The heat wave comes and goes fast!

Bhatia couldn't say a word, and the magician had a big mouth.

This magic scroll is the most powerful one in his hand, and fire magic has always been recognized as the most lethal series. And this fire-based scroll is also a treasure collected by Bhatia, and now under the amazing momentum of this old servant, he couldn't help but throw it out, but he didn't expect it to be dismantled in a blink of an eye!

Before he could exclaim, the old servant suddenly grinned.

This smile, before the blink of an eye, appeared in front of Bhatia, close at hand! Then the magician's neck tightened, and he was directly grabbed by the throat by the old servant and lifted up!

No one could see how the old servant moved, and how he got close to Bhatia.

Once the magician is approached. The dangers are emissible. Bhatia struggled, a look of determination flashed in her eyes, and the wand in her hand suddenly burst open.

A black light. In an instant, it disappeared into the old servant's body.

"Huh?" the old servant's expression moved slightly: "Tearing Technique? ”

I saw that the already withered skin on the old servant's body suddenly split apart like the bark of a cracked tree, and it seemed that the water evaporated instantly, starting from the arm. Large chunks of skin peeled off and turned into powder, leaving only the terrifying white bones!

The old servant snorted, and finally let go of Bhatia. Said coldly: "Humble thing, do you think you can hurt me like this? This body is just borrowed by me!"

As he spoke, the old servant spread his arms. Stand hard!

His whole body suddenly swelled up like a balloon!

The flesh on his face suddenly fell off in large chunks. Then even the bones of Nasen Bai suddenly cracked......

Seeing that such a person suddenly turned into pieces in front of him, Bhatia fell to the ground, covered his neck with his hands and gasped, suddenly turned his head to look at Chen Daolin, who was already hiding behind, and shouted: "What are you still doing in a daze! Run!"

Bhatia unleashed an ultimate, shattering his wand - his biggest poker to save his life. This wand contains a tearing spell, a very lethal spell in the necromantic magic system. Once the spell is cast. The vitality of the physical body will be rapidly lost, and the physical body will be completely torn apart in a short time!

Bhatia has been secretly practicing necromancy for years, and this is his greatest life-saving move.

But now, although this old servant was tricked, but looking at his expression, he still seemed to be quite dependent, and Bhatia knew in his heart: I am afraid that this trick of his own will still not be able to help the other party!

The magician suddenly reached out and grabbed Chen Daolin's wrist, and then the two of them rolled towards the array beam in the middle of the ground in the room.

The old servant's sneer came: "Where can I run!"

Bhatia shouted, raised his left hand, and without using his wand, he quickly recited a series of incantations, and several wind blades shot out from his fingertips!

The wind blade was comparable to a steel knife, and it was fiercely rolled up on the old servant's body and face, and his body, which was already bulging and torn, suddenly collapsed, and even the bones under the flesh and blood began to shatter!

Seeing such a good person, it instantly became like a rag doll that had been cut up, and this scene was really terrifying.

However, after Bhatia released the wind blade, he grabbed Chen Daolin and rolled into the beam of light together, only to see that the Taiji diagram on the ceiling suddenly reacted, and a ray of light engulfed the two of them, disappearing in an instant!

The old servant didn't seem to be in a hurry, and smiled coldly, and laughter filled the top of the tower.

The flesh on his body finally completely dissolved into a cloud of powder. And in the end, there was a small ball of light and shadow.

The light and shadow gradually condensed, like a human form, but it seemed to be much shorter. The whole person looks like a crystal clear jade sculpture.

The delicate face is lifeless, and the body seems to be **, and there is a pair of shimmering wings behind him.

The divine aura on his body grew stronger and stronger, and finally let out a long series of laughs.

The monster walked to the place where Bhatia and Chen Daolin disappeared, glanced at the beam of light in the Taiji diagram, and said in a low voice: "After entering here, where do you want to escape? The holy land of the goddess, how can you ants snoop on!"

As he spoke, he stepped into the beam, and his figure finally disappeared.

……

"Ahem!!"

Chen Daolin and Bhatia seemed to fall from the sky.

When he landed, Chen Daolin was unfortunate to be below, which happened to act as Batia's meat pad, and he was almost crushed to the bone.

He pushed Bhatia away with all his might, barely standing up, when he heard Bhatia's snort in pain.

The magician's face was unusually red, his breathing was rapid, and he covered his throat with one hand, and the sound of his breathing was tearing with a heart-wrenching sensation.

Chen Daolin quickly rolled back, away from Bhatia, and then raised his head to check his surroundings.

"This ...... What kind of place is this?!"

……

This is...... A sealed ...... that does not see the light of day Altar?

The four walls were made of sealed masonry, and the air was filled with a chest-tightening feeling of dust.

The altar of the four sides is like a sealed jar made of bricks and stones.

As Chen Daolin got up, there were a few raised dimples on the wall, and suddenly they automatically burst into flames. The lights gradually brightened, illuminating the sealed place as if it were day.

It's not a big place, about the size of a classroom, and there's a stone platform in the middle. In the middle of the stone platform is a square flat box, which looks dark and I don't know what material it is.

Chen Daolin was about to walk over to check when he heard Bhatia let out a painful snort.

Darlinggo sighed. Turning around, he walked to Bhatia's side and squatted down, this magician's face was flushed, and his breathing became more and more rapid, which surprised Chen Daolin. Where his fingers were pressed, there were several clear finger marks on his neck!

It was the old servant who was on the spot where he grabbed Bhatia's neck and lifted him up.

This finger mark looks as if it was soldered with a soldering iron, and it looks extremely clear. And the faint red mark. On the mage's pale skin, it seemed to be getting deeper and deeper, and his skin even made a slight "snort" sound, as if something was faintly burning!

"Mage Bhatia, what's wrong with you?" Chen Daolin sighed: "Although you and I are not friends or foes, but before you escaped just now, you actually thought about pushing me in first...... I accept your favor. ”

Bhatia snorted softly, his breathing was rapid and weak, and whispered, "You." You don't have to thank me, you are my way to find the mystery here. If you die, won't all my years of forbearance and scheming be in vain......! Ahem, so you don't have to thank me!"

Chen Daolin looked at this guy and said with a wry smile: "You are also a stubborn and proud guy." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and gently touched the marks on Batia's neck, and after touching his fingers, what surprised Chen Daolin was that the skin was hot and hot where the old servant left a few marks, while the other parts of Batia's own neck were cold and piercing!

"Hmph, hmph......" Bhatia raised her eyelids and glanced at Chen Daolin: "You don't have to be surprised...... That guy, he, he used the power of the Divine Department of Light. And I'm secretly practicing necromancy. The Light Divine Power is really my greatest nemesis...... Hey, that guy, that's strong! My ripping won't seem to hurt him at all. ”

Chen Daolin helped this guy up and said with a wry smile: "We'd better think of getting out of here, otherwise, since that guy can block us at the top of the tower, it's hard to guarantee that he won't chase him into the magic array." ”

"Chase in, chase in. Bhatia's face suddenly darkened, and he sighed: "It's a big deal, I'm not an opponent at all, I'm afraid that even if I go out, I won't be able to escape his pursuit." ”

As he spoke, the magician's eyes showed a bit of determination: "I'm just unwilling, I've been planning for many years, and I'm about to find the mystery here! If I can't see the mystery here before I die, I'm not willing to close my eyes!"

Chen Daolin looked at this guy who was a little excited, and shook his head: "This should be the secret of your illusion...... But it doesn't seem to be anything, it's just such a big sealed house. Well, you say, where are we now?"

Bhatia thought for a moment and took a breath: "How do I know...... But I guess it's underground. ”

He struggled to sit up, felt his way through his sleeve, pulled out a small bottle, unscrewed the lid, poured the contents into his mouth, and let out a long breath, then breathed a little more slowly.

However, Chen Daolin found that the complexion on his face became more and more pale.

"What's on that platform?" Bhatia stood up, looked at the stone platform in the middle, and then looked at Chen Daolin: "You go and open the box and take a look." ”

Chen Daolin rolled his eyes and walked to the stone platform, behind him, Bhatia looked at Chen Daolin nervously, and shouted: "Hurry up! That old servant doesn't know when he will chase here!"

Chen Daolin looked at the box on the stone platform, and had to stretch out his hand, just when his hand was about to touch the box, suddenly a warning suddenly appeared in his heart!

It was as if there was a trace of strength in a certain part of his body, and he jumped and fluctuated wildly! This jump fluctuation came from Chen Daolin's left ankle.

In fact, as soon as he entered this underground chamber, he felt this strange change. And the closer he stood next to the stone platform, the closer he got to this box, the stronger this feeling of jumping and fluctuating!

This feeling came from Chen's left ankle.

Exactly. It's from a silver chain.

This chain is on an overseas island, when I met the old monster Chris, Chris gave it to Chen Daolin during the transaction between the two.

At that time, the old monster didn't explain much, only that someone stayed there. and entrusted him to keep it, and give it to those who come after him.

The old monster didn't seem to know what the use of this chain was, and only told Chen Daolin that this thing could save his life in times of crisis.

This chain. Chen Daolin had always carried it with him, and he had learned the lessons of his previous encounters at sea, so he didn't dare to put these things in the magic bag. Otherwise. In case your magic power is not good, you can only watch the magic bag and not be able to open it to get the equipment.

This life-saving equipment, which is said to be used as insurance in times of crisis, Chen Daolin wore it on his body.

This thing was supposed to be a bracelet, but Chen Daolin always felt that it was too much for a big man to wear a silver bracelet, so he simply wore this chain on his ankles all the time, and others couldn't see it. It just happens to be a little more low-key - this kind of life-saving good, hidden from people, should be a good choice.

And at this moment, Chen Daolin was standing next to the stone box, and when his fingers were about to touch the box, he felt that the chain on his ankle suddenly jumped wildly, as if there was something faintly about to break out of the cocoon!

This kind of magic fluctuation, acting in his spiritual power, made him feel in a trance for a while, and subconsciously took a few steps back, his forehead was full of cold sweat, and he was short of breath.

"What's wrong?" said Bhatia, coughing, still holding a wand over his neck with one hand. This wand was supposed to be a spare item on his body, but it looked far inferior in material and condition.

Chen Daolin shook his head, his eyes were a little dazed: "I...... I don't know, there seems to be some faint consciousness warning me that opening this box is never a good idea. ”

Batia looked at Chen Daolin suspiciously, he walked to Chen Daolin's side, and stared at the box a few times.

The magician tried to open his mental power to probe, but there was no breath on the chest, and it didn't seem like it was hiding some dangerous magical power.

The box was like a stone, sitting there silently, without moving. There is no fluctuation of any power......

Bhatia's heart moved, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, and his fingers gradually approached the box.

"If I were you, I would never touch it. ”

Behind him, a cold, emotionless voice came!

The two of them suddenly turned around, and saw that where the two of them had just appeared, a small figure stood there, with a transparent and crystalline body like jade, a delicate face without a trace of human emotion, and ...... A pair of elven-like wings!

Although his appearance changed, the voice was immediately recognizable to the two of them.

"Are you the old servant?" Bhatia's face turned miserable: "...... You...... You're coming so fast. ”

"You are already a felony of blasphemy just standing here now. The old servant's voice was indifferent: "I should extract your souls, and then make them into ice crystals, and whip them day and night, so that you will be kept in pain for a hundred years—this is the punishment you deserve." ”

"Blasphemy, blasphemy?"

Batiya's expression changed, staring at the old servant, and gasped, "You...... You are using the divine power of the Light system. Right now...... Now you speak blasphemy again. What are you, what are you? What is this, what is this place?"

There was a smile on the old servant's face, but there was no smile in his eyes that were as cold as jade—a smile that looked terrifying.

He looked at Bhatia quietly: "Actually...... You should have guessed it, but you didn't dare to say it because of the fear in your heart, right?"

"I ...... I ......" Batiya's body suddenly trembled irrepressibly, his index finger trembled, and he pointed at the old servant: "You, you are ...... You are ......"

"I've already said the charge of blasphemy. The old servant sighed softly: "Yes, I am a loyal servant of the great goddess of light...... Well. No, to be precise, I am the child of the great goddess of light, the immortal life created by the goddess herself, and the goddess descended me to this place to guard the holy place here. ”

At this point, he looked at Bhatia, "You may call me the Keeper...... And my other name: Angel. ”

God, angels?

The goddess of light created zào came out...... Angel?!

Chen Daolin was stunned.

Bhatia seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his eyes were dead, as if he smiled bitterly, and looked around: "The holy place you said...... Is this the place, is this the ......?"

"It is a sacred place that belongs to the goddess, a realm of gods that do not allow mere mortal beings like you to prying eyes. ”

The angel gently interrupted Bhatia's words: "Now, satisfying your curiosity, can you die in peace?"

He slowly raised a hand, gently stretched out his index finger, and the fingertips began to condense a trace of light, and this light gradually solidified, as if a small round ball of light appeared on the fingertips......

Bhatia's face was miserable: "Pure, purifying light?" (to be continued)