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The Psychic Warlock's eyes were filled with a silver glow that flickered.

The moment his eyes made contact with it, a layer of realization seemed to rise in his heart - the strange clouds were nothing more than the changes in the air currents in the sky, but the nature that could promote such a messy air change would not be the rotation or autobiography of the planet itself, but the changes in space extended by the slow trembling of the omnipresent magic web.

A large-scale dimensional earthquake, which is the basis of the giant teleportation circle,

Is it the power of this so-called relic? If so, it's not surprising......

However, this scale is also too large.

Although it is true that there are not many permanent space gates that can communicate between the divine realm and the main material plane, even if you want to connect the main material plane with all the planes in the world, it will not take so much power, right? The pre-effects are so huge, if it is really activated, what kind of changes will this portal bring to this world?

What is that?

"Let's go. ”

The silence continued on and on, until it was close to an hourglass scale, when the Psychic Warlock opened his eyes and turned in one direction—the center of the Dimensional Shock, which was naturally his target. But when he took a step, the eyes of a group of people instantly made his brows move slightly.

"Just leave, what about these people?" he began.

“...... Well, it doesn't matter. The Psychic Mancer secretly slouched in his mind - his thoughts about the road ahead had made him ignore these details slightly. But of course, it is impossible for these so-called holy warriors of the good gods to leave these corpses there. Not to mention companions, even nameless corpses are unlikely to be left to their violent corpse wilderness, especially the believers of Ilmat, who should be more sensitive to this kind of thing, and the precepts of their travel include burying corpses.

"We don't have time to deal with that for the time being. It was important to rush to the place indicated by the oracle as soon as possible to report the matter, otherwise if it was a trap, the priest might be in danger for them. He stretched out his hand and nodded, saying, "As for these people, don't worry. I've taken care of it. ”

"Done?" A dozen young men turned their heads to follow his gaze, and then noticed a large blue halo of light in the snow at some point, enclosing all the corpses in the center. "A little trick can keep the animals from coming near here for a dozen hourglasses, and besides, we can't bury them here, can we? The Psychic Warlock explained lightly.

Spells that keep animals from approaching, and when did he cast them, even low-level spells. This ability to cast a spell without prayer is in no way inferior to that of a formal priest, isn't it?Several young priests looked at each other, but they all saw a blank and surprised look in the eyes of their companions. When these eyes moved to the gray robe again, those surprises turned into more firm trust. No one raised any objection to the man's words.

Of course, there will always be opposition.

"I think. We are not fit to move forward any further. There was silence for a while, and when everyone began to follow the man silently, he finally couldn't help but speak: "Our strength is not enough to deal with this situation, so it is more reasonable to stick to the waiting! Not to mention, can you be sure that we will not encounter that enemy if we advance like this? Here are more than a dozen high-ranking paladins and priests killed! What if the murderer has not gone far and is wandering around? His strength is at least a high-ranking knight, no. With our ability, it is impossible to be hostile to him, and if he shows us, he will definitely find a way to kill him!"

"Impossible, right? He should have left here a long time ago......"

"No one can guarantee it, can it?What if he's a madman, if not, maybe it's even more dangerous, why do you think a black knight who turned to the evil god would let us go?" Terry sneered loudly, staring at his questioning companion: "Moreover, if he has a plan, then he will definitely not let anyone ruin their plan, and if we continue to move forward like this, we can only go to death!"

I have to say. The young man had a good brain, and the words he uttered were unexpectedly convincing, so everyone hesitated again.

Fallen paladins lose all of their grace, any bestowed abilities, including Holy Flame and Divine Spell Casting abilities. They are ordinary warriors, but if they choose to serve a new god, usually an evil god, then these abilities will be fully restored, if not better.

Or it is not correct to use the term "Restoration", it should be said that the original positive energy attack method is replaced by the power of evil - for example, the evil slash that the holy warrior is good at will become the good slash, and the undead will become a means such as scolding the undead, and some of the original protective magic techniques have become destructive, so the attack power is more powerful. In addition, without the constraints of so-called morality, the Black Warriors tend to act despicably and tactically efficient, which makes them even more formidable opponents. In addition, the personality will become fierce and aggressive, and it is not alarmist to say that when you see the righteous side, you will attack immediately. Not to mention if it was premeditated......

"In that case, it's better for you to go back, it's too dangerous after all. ”

The Psychic Warlock nodded, not objecting to the question, but he didn't stop either:

"As for that person, let the capable person destroy it, oh, by the way, it would be better if he could leave on his own, and besides, there are some cities nearby, as long as he does anything in those cities, there will naturally be local city guards and temples to surround him. Ah, you don't have to worry, I'm going to move on anyway, and I'm going to tell you this now, so you can evacuate with confidence. ”

"It's not going to work!"

Lin Na raised her voice and ran up to grab the Psychic Warlock's gray robe: "It's too dangerous, how can I let you do such a thing alone? That enemy is still wandering around! I, I'll go with you too!"

"No, your Excellency is right, I can't let you take risks with me. ”

The Psychic Warlock looked up. Revealing a gentle smile under the hood: "For me, this is God's guidance. Since I'm here, there's bound to be something I can do. Besides, the Lord Priestess, they shouldn't be too far from here, just be careful. I think I can still get the job done. However, I cannot let you risk your lives, go back, you will have your own bright future. ”

"No, I'll go with you too!" "And me!" "As long as we work together, we won't give the enemy a chance!" "That's right!"

Ah. How so......

Without observing, the Psychic can 'see' the 'courage' that rises in the hearts of these young boys and girls.

Some people say that the so-called shortcomings are just using the wrong local strengths, as long as you can find the right way, even an otaku can be a self-defense force to charge longlive. Of course, it may be shouting slogans such as 'Yuanshen Supreme' and 'Sister Cannon'. You don't have to worry about it, do you?

"You...... You're ......."

Terry gritted his teeth fiercely, staring at the corner of the guy's mouth, the slightly twisted smile, the anger rising in his heart made his eyes bloodshot - that guy, he had expected this outcome a long time ago, so he deliberately said those words! The one who advocated leaving himself had become a cowardly clown, whose mind was only for self-preservation, but he had given the danger to the Lord Priest, and even to the innocent civilians in the surrounding cities! Now, it was impossible for him, no, anyone to convince the people here to leave. And you can't even choose to leave with your stomach, otherwise you will lose your place immediately!

The little farce can only end here, and then, the progress of a group of young people. It's even a few points faster than before.

However, the further you move towards the center of the hilly terrain, the thicker the snow becomes, and the trees begin to form a sparse woodland on the hills in the field of vision, and the snow powder begins to reach the ankles from the original thin layer. Finally, by the time they crossed the seventh hill, the snow powder had already invaded the calves, forcing the young priests to start casting some magic to assist everyone's movements.

But the bigger trouble is not these small things that can be solved by divine magic......

The Psychic Warlock raised his head slightly, and a layer of misty white mist was gradually thickening in his brown eyes...... As if in the blink of an eye, this layer of mist rolled out of the distant woodland, slowly blurring all the surrounding qiē into a faint pale, everyone thought at first it was just snow powder rolled up by the wind in the valley, but then they noticed that there was almost no wind in the valley......

There was an eerie silence in the woods, only the creaking footsteps of their boots stepping into the snow echoed around them, and a subtle tension made the young Tyr believers subconsciously begin to gradually move closer to each other, and unconsciously, everyone was concentrating around the gray-robed 'companion'.

"That person, will he ambush us......? Is this fog his fault?"

Lin Na had been clinging to the Psychic Warlock's gray robe, her big eyes were constantly fluttering, nervously patrolling around, although the surrounding trees were so sparse that they could hardly be called 'woodland', and she could even see her head at a glance, but at this moment, in the eyes of this young lady, the shadow behind each tree seemed to have been spelled, and it could turn into a beast that flew over at any time with teeth and claws!

"There's no illusion, and there's no footprints around, so it shouldn't get too close, don't worry. ”

The Psychic Warlock responded, a little amused—it was alarmist to say that the attacker would be ambushed, and even if the attacker was intent on making trouble for the Tyr cultists, he wouldn't choose the milky imps in front of him, unless they were unlucky enough to get into the ambush of the other party.

But as if deliberately trying to undermine someone's self-confidence, a sound of urns through the helmet came from afar through the woodland!

"Who are you? Before asking anyone, please tell us who you are!"

The Psychic Warlock frowned, but asked unceremoniously.

He narrowed his eyes, but the figures of the other party were already reflected in his gaze—there were only four or five of them, their heavily armed armor shining in the snow mist, and the blue giant shield balance mark was clearly visible on the coarse white robe, but their faces were hidden in the elaborate helmets, not even their chins could be seen. The style of those armors was similar to the members of the Holy Warriors in the Elbertford City Temple that I had just seen, but the difference was a little more refined.

But it's kind of weird......

"We are from the Holy Order of the Temple of the Diocese of Alberta!"

"Sorry, we can't trust this, because just moments ago, we had some special circumstances. It is likely that the enemy has disguised himself as a holy warrior of the God of Justice, and is trying to attack us, so you must come up with other evidence!"

"It's ridiculous, if that's the case, aren't you guys the first to be suspected?at least I've never heard of a bunch of imps coming to this place!" several members of the Temple Paladins of the Diocese of Alberta burst out laughing. Approaching nonchalantly, it seemed clear that their opponents were just young men: "However, no matter who you are, you can't go any further!"

"What the hell are you up ahead?" the psychic mancer's gaze fell on the speaker's face, a slight silver movement in his eyes.

"Well, actually, now. It doesn't hurt to sue you. ”

The holy warrior who replied shook his head, only feeling a little helpless, but also a little relaxed: "A sacred ceremony is being held there, a giant portal is about to be built, it is a miracle created by the gods, after today, we will have the honor to witness the demeanor of the gods!" he paused. The voice of the urn was full of pride: "Soon, the world will be connected to the realm of the gods!"

A cold wind blew through the canopy of the trees in the valley, and the forest rustled, but the fog that shrouded the surroundings did not move.

No, it should be said, the fog is rolling, bridging in the middle.

"I see, so you also ran into this world. Really?"

The Psychic Warlock sneered, his fingertips tapped, and as a result, an incandescent flame erupted from his hand and swept towards the Holy Warriors!

"What are you doing ......?"

Almost all the young people couldn't help but be stunned.

In their opinion, these paladins who had just appeared were a little arrogant. But there was nothing unusual about the appearance, that is, the priest of the diocese sent to block the other temples, but the priest of Ilmat went straight to attack in the middle of the conversation—an undeclared war was tantamount to a sneak attack, and it was an unacceptable sin for any believer in a good god.

But before they could ask, the flame had already struck its target, a sword that a paladin had just drawn.

The incandescent light struck the long sword, and it exploded into a large ball of fireball with a violent roar! The holy warrior was engulfed in flames almost instantly, but then the force of the explosion caused him to emit an expanding red light, and it flew far away, and the whole person rolled in mid-air several times, and then fell heavily to the ground.

But by this time, the other two people had already rushed over!

The snow powder flew unkemptly behind them, the result of the powerful foot force climbing the tower, and their bodies pulled a swift afterimage in the air, and in an instant they had already passed the distance of more than a hundred feet between the two groups of centaurs!

It's so fast!

"That's them!"

The sound in their ears made the young people feel excited, but they finally reacted to what was going on, and hurriedly drew their weapons one after another to concentrate on vigilance, but just for this moment's delay, the first victim had already appeared, and a problematic paladin had already jumped into the air!

The air was curled into a sharp air blade with a snort, and a young man who was a little far away from the team was already dead on the spot in the next moment - he raised the sword in his hand and wanted to block the brilliant blow blankly, but the sword that was sharpened on weekdays was as fragile as a dead branch in front of the light blade that slashed through the air, and his wide eyes watched the metal silently shatter and bounce open, and then the world had been divided into two parts.

The silver blade of light moved forward like this, separating the long sword in the young paladin's hand, then the armor, and the body inside, and it only took a moment, and the blood gushed into a large stream of blood mist in all directions!

What kind of power is this?

This terrible scene made all the young people who had just concentrated their minds and couldn't help but be stunned, in their impression, swordsmanship was nothing more than a clash of weapons close at hand, at most with a little holy light burning, and this scene in front of them not only killed their companions, but also broke the world in their minds, making them forget for a moment that they were on the battlefield!

It's simply deadly

It is indeed fatal.

A long sword had pierced the throat of a paladin in the next moment, and it had seen it, but by the time everyone saw it, it had become an afterimage, and in a single breath he had taken a life—half of each of them, and they danced around their necks, trying to slow down the terrible gushing of blood, but it was destined to be powerless, and they would only end up in the snow, watching the stream of blood take away what little life force they had left