When a living soul is dying, if there is a strong obsession and enough spiritual power to bind the soul and prevent it from dissipating, this is the origin of the resentful spirit.

In contrast, the creation of evil spirits is more accidental, and the main way in which the soul is forcibly extracted from the body by the power of evil is the main way of its generation. In addition, some naturally occurring spirits or resentful spirits in heaven and earth will also transform into evil spirits with tyrannical temperaments if they are infected by evil forces for a long time. In a perennially gloomy place like the Misty Swamp, the chance of a ghost turning into an evil spirit is greatly increased.

As the former "God of Souls", the King of Evil Spirits has reached the pinnacle of manipulation of soul power. Moreover, the method of creating demons was originally created and passed down by him, and he also had the innate ability to control these soul bodies.

"Let's go, go back!" Allegri pulled up the elven girl who was crouching in front of the dragon eagle and turned to run in the direction of Illo, even if it was near them, the ethereal wraith had already begun to rise.

After glancing at the dragon eagle that had been with her for many years, Ephrola gritted her teeth and turned her head to follow Allegri. In this moment of crisis on all sides, no matter how sad it is, it will only make things worse.

Illo's feet seemed to be rooted in the ground, and he looked unusually stable when he straddled it. His white-gold eyes scanned the surrounding clues, trying to find out where the King of Evil Spirits was hiding.

"What about the King of the Evil Spirits?" Allegri and the others asked as they rushed to his side, looking at the spirits and the demons that were approaching them.

"I don't know what to do. Illo frowned slightly, and the "Thorn of Oblivion" on the longbow changed direction as his gaze changed, ready to strike.

"It should be hidden among these spirits. Evelora froze, and guessed, as she removed the magic talisman from her chest and waved her hand to emit a stream of clear light. Destroy the spirits that come near you one by one.

These temporarily recruited resentful spirits will definitely not be too strong, and it is impossible for them to have the powerful attack immunity of the "Heart Destroyer". However, the resentful spirits that were densely packed around had an overwhelming advantage in numbers. One by one, they emerged from the fog and floated towards this direction in an endless stream.

From laying down the Divine Magic Array, to releasing several powerful Moon God Divine Techniques in a row. Evelola's strength has already been consumed. Now in the face of these low-level resentful spirits, she even needs the assistance of a magic talisman to release the primary "Moonlight Purification".

Allegri took a deep breath and chanted for a moment to release a "storm of sulfur clouds" that shared the pressure on Everolea.

"What to do?" asked Evelola, frowning, as there were more and more resentful spirits around her, and she already felt her strength dissipate like the tide of the sea.

"I found him. Illo suddenly spoke, and the "Annihilation Thorn" in his hand slowly stopped, aiming in one direction.

"You wait," Allegri hurriedly stopped. "If you want to delay the progress of the Demon King, there is not only one way to delay the progress of the Evil Spirit King. ”

"It's not a delay," Illo shook his head calmly, his hand holding the longbow as steel, "now it's a matter of whether he will survive or not." ”

"Don't worry," Allegri was a little anxious, "not that far. ”

"I'm not in a hurry. ”

Illo glanced sideways at Allegri, his voice still quiet. No ups and downs. Allegri looked at his expressionless eyes, and suddenly felt a pang in his heart. I thought I had succeeded in persuading him.

He smiled and let go of the bowstring.

A sharp scream suddenly sounded, and Allegri's eyes flashed, and he felt a strong sharp edge suddenly erupt in Illo's hand. It's like a sharp sword that can shred souls and unsheath it in an instant. But in Illo's senses, the sword had no hilt. Intense pain erupted from the depths of his soul, and he relied on the little willpower that was left of the last remnant. Trembling, he shot out the "Thorn of Annihilation", and then was completely annihilated by waves of pain.

A dazzling white light erupted from Illo's hand, streaking through a halo of light that had not dissipated for a long time, and suddenly a miserable cry was heard in the distance, and then there was a complete silence.

Meanwhile. The surrounding spirits and demons became confused at the same time, and they were suspended in the ground, a little at a loss. By all indications, it is clear that the King of Evil Spirits has been greatly harmed.

Allegri, however, showed no joy at all, and he stepped forward to catch Illo, who had fallen to the ground, and looked back and shouted, "Hurry up!"

Evelora shook her head in a slump of depravity, still trying to brush out a ray of moonlight that shrouded Illo's body, "It's useless, healing can't heal the wounds of the soul." ”

"What then!" Allegri snapped with a look at Evelola with some annoyance.

"Follow me...... Go back to the Elven Kingdom," Ephlora said after a moment's pause, "The spring of the Tree of Life that feeds the Tree of Life in the Moonsong Forest has the power to soothe the soul. ”

"Good. Allegri stood up, took a deep breath, and nodded.

Tirappest, the headquarters of the Inquisition.

Silves frowned suddenly, stood up, and walked out of the hall in a few steps, standing still in the courtyard and gazing at the western sky.

"In a short period of time, evil spirits don't need to be taken into account as variables on the continent," the Shadow Lord's low chuckle resounded in his soul, "Although this guy has found a way to break through the seal, he has been hit hard by a short period of time that cannot be recovered. ”

"Your relationship is very special. Silves, who no longer resisted, responded lightly.

"You humans can't guess this relationship," replied the Lord of Shadows, after a moment's deliberation, "and the reason why all of us have not come together is because of conflicting ideas, but it is precisely because of this that we have a few rare companions on our long journey to immortality. ”

"Nothing is immortal. Silves subconsciously retorted.

"That's right," the Lord of Shadows chuckled again, with endless mockery and disdain, "but compared to your short lifespan of a hundred years, we can be considered immortal. Even though you, Silves, were hundreds of years after you died, when your name could only appear in legends, I still didn't feel the passage of time as much as I do today. ”

Silves fell silent, stopped talking, and listened quietly to the muttering of the Lord of Shadows,

"You can't understand this feeling, the long and difficult life you feel is just a short game in my eyes......"

The Duchy of Anlan, the big tent of the bright "new army".

"Lord Archbishop, news from the vanguard army," the herald bowed, "they have engaged the main army of Anlan, and they are now in a standoff. ”

"Let them hold their ground, find out the weak areas of the Anlan defensive line, and then break through when we arrive with our army. Innedil commanded.

"Yes, sir. The herald lifted the curtain and retreated, and the snow-capped cast-iron mountains in the distance flickered.

The "Stone Pope", who had been sitting quietly in the corner, suddenly opened his eyes and frowned slightly, as if he was feeling something.

"The dissipation of my strength is too great," he suddenly sighed softly, "I didn't even notice when the evil spirit came out. But now, it seems that his strength has been weakened to the point that even I can't do it......"

"Mentor," said Innedir as he approached, bowing his head softly, "what did you say?"

"It's nothing," the Stone Pope shook his head and asked, "Has the vanguard army already engaged the main force of An Lan?"

"It doesn't matter if you win or lose. Innedil nodded.

"Still no news of Snowdon's reinforcements?" the Stone Pope asked softly.

"Yes," Innedir sneered slightly, "Onisha is not stupid, but unfortunately I am not either, and there is no way to hide it from me." ”

"However, why are there so few reinforcements from the Snowton Empire?" the Stone Pope nodded and asked rhetorically, "Supposedly, they should be an alliance of offense and defense. ”

"Nacini and Onisha have had a lot of conflicts recently, especially the farce at Nacini's wedding," Nacini said with a smile on his face, "And the power of the Principality of Anlan is getting stronger and stronger, Snowton must also want to use my hand to hit the pace of Anlan's expansion." ”

"Yes," the Stone Pope nodded, "That's a reasonable assumption. ”

"And I will grasp this contradiction and seize as many benefits as possible," Inedil stood up and strategized, "After this training, the combat effectiveness of the 'new army' will be no less than that of the 'trial crusade', and then I will start a decisive battle with Silves!"

It was early autumn, and the wind and clouds were bleak. But the Torm Federation, located at the southern tip of the continent, is still a verdant scene among the fields.

The carriage galloped along the wide post road in the north-south direction, and several slender knights in robes were escorted by them, and the short bows looming under the clothes could be faintly seen. And their pointed ears and slightly green hair make their identity as lowland elves revealed.

Even though the Torm Federation also has a trade in elven slaves, but under the strong opposition of the elven kingdom, these repeated transactions have been transferred to the secret place.

Rangers and warriors with great strength like them don't need to worry about the attack of any slave catchers. If any slave trader who doesn't have a long eye dares to give it a try, they are confident that they will be able to deal with each other without damage.

Allegri sighed and closed the curtains. Unconscious, Illo lay on a cushion, still unconscious.

"Don't worry, Allegri," whispered Ephora, who was sitting across from him, "I promise to do everything in my power to heal him." ”

"You should be very repulsive to both humans and highland elves, right?" Allegri said in a low voice, staring at her, "I'm really worried about a hybrid of highland elves and humans like Illo. (To be continued......)

PS: (double change)