The sudden change of scene caught Jensen Sissel off guard.

When he led the three spirit envoys to the greedy apostle, in a trance, the things in front of the four of them immediately changed from the familiar spirit courtyard to the creation temple as holy as snow.

At this moment, little Sissel was happy and frightened.

At first, there were only three empires on the mainland, and the people of the three elements of water, wind, and earth boasted that their civilization was advanced and noble, and they did not allow the appearance of criminal vassals and rebels in their land, so they were exiled to the desert in the south, and the Gerry Empire was gradually formed.

Hundreds of years later, the gap between the elemental status has not been resolved, so that few Gerry Empire psics have been able to ascend to the temple and meet the gods.

There were probably a few moments in between, and little Sissel fantasized about seeing the gods of sun and fire in the Temple of Heaven.

But he dispelled this stupid idea, and the key now is to figure out what he meant.

Killing that black mist, he was a little bottomless in his heart.

Everything on the continent is somewhat stained with spiritual power, and under the catalysis of this natural force, it is inevitable that there will be a special fusion reaction......

Coming back from the dead is sometimes the hardest thing to do, but sometimes it's incredibly simple.

In fact, he had never seen that thing, and he was able to talk about it, so that the three children could feel at ease.

However, the black mist is weak and extremely sensitive to light and heat, although the attack method is a bit strange, but in the eyes of his Jensen Sissel, everything is a knife thing.

It really doesn't work, and it's okay to shoot it.

He thought that outside the temple, another group of people came one after another.

......

"Why are you here, according to the specification system, you can only come here if you are above the spirit envoy level...... Don't you know me, why don't you speak? I'm an envoy of the Spirit Race. The man who spoke waved his hand disdainfully and said, "The children of the Kirk family, let's go and strike more iron!"

This Lancelot ......

When little Sissel heard the voice, his heart suddenly felt a wave of disgust.

Sure enough, today was a recruitment, and the best psicists from the four empires came.

His eyes were locked on his old acquaintance, though.

Aaron Kirk, this boy.

At the same time, Aaron also saw Jensen Sissel, stopped listening to the useless nonsense of the people around him, and trotted all the way over.

"Master!"

Lancelot saw this scene from afar, and his face was a little ugly. Obviously, he didn't know when this young man who was bullying him had talked to the mercenary leader, General Sissel, and how he had become his apprentice.

Little Sissel smiled, hugged the boy with open arms, and glared at Lancelot in warning.

On one side, the reunion of the Fire Spirit Master cheered, and on the other side, the three Water Elemental Spirit Envoys gasped with anger.

"It's really a narrow road. Gwendrin scolded.

It turned out that at the end of the procession stood one of their "enemies", the great messenger of the Eurotic Empire, Hluka.

Due to the large number of spiritual magicians in the hall, the three of them just lowered their voices and cursed a few words, then turned their heads and sulked.

Bai Lianzhou's mood was a little delicate, he wanted to find a companion of the Wind Empire, such as Ernest's spirit envoy, or an old friend of the elite troops......

But he didn't know any of them.

No one took the initiative to come to him.

Just as he was anxious, a greedy apostle in white appeared in front of everyone and said aloud:

"Silence. ”

No one dared to speak anymore.

"Do you know why I called you here today?"

"If you know, the gods will favor you, and you will be rewarded for your merit!" said a naughty teenager jokingly in the back row.

But then, the smile on his face gradually froze, and gradually became embarrassed, dazed, scared, and finally turned into a shame.

The robe of the divine messenger covered the face of the greedy apostle, but it was not difficult to see that the corners of his mouth were a downward arc.

Seeing that everyone didn't dare to talk, Bai Lianzhou hesitated for a moment and said, "Is it because we saw the 'black fog'?"

He desperately wanted to make his presence in the crowd and maybe find an ally in the Virginia Empire soon.

"Yes. But that's not black fog. ”

The hood of the Apostle of Greed moved, as if to turn his head to look at him.

"It is the undead, the invoker of the god of the night. He continued, "This god is so wicked that he always feels that other gods or humans will do him harm, and so do his followers. ”

"God of the Night......

There was an uproar among the spiritualists, talking to each other.

Behind him, another voice asked, "Have you seen the one in front?"

"The four of us," little Sissel, the only one who had actually slashed the undead with a knife, opened his mouth to answer his question, "I don't know if I killed or not, anyway, the black fog has dissipated." ”

"Dissipated, who knows where it will flee?"

"What if it's just a shadow of nothingness?"

"If you do this, you will kill people who don't know how to do magic!"

Jensen Sissel sneered, walked up to the last to speak, and said in a deep voice, "Have you ever taken a knife, have you ever slashed the back of the neck of an undead?"

"Don't open your mouth to talk until you don't make a effort. ”

Usually used to seeing him hang out, at this time, the three spirit envoys who were familiar with him knew that he was not pretending to be angry.

"Silence!"

The Apostle of Greed reminds again.

"You did kill it, and as soon as the black mist cleared, the undead dissipated. ”

He went on to explain, "Before everything recovered, the divine realm was at war, and the two gods, Hall and Thea, represented night and day, respectively, interdependent and symbiotic with each other. But in order to compete for the position of the main god, the two gods fought until the death of the goddess Xiya, the night swallowed the day, and the continent ushered in a forty-year-long night. ”

Later, the prayer of the goddess Thea was cursed and became the undead after death. ”

"But light and shadow are symbiotic, and once the power of the god of light fails, the shadow ceases to exist. Therefore, the god Hall was sealed in the northernmost part of the Virginia Empire by the great and holy creator god, and inhabited the extremely cold land for eternity. ”

"But recently, an arrogant Night Divine Disciple touched the seal, and the undead were released by it, spreading from the north of the continent to the south, and the first to arrive was the Violet Empire. ”

There was a dead silence.

"Were there such undead spirits on the mainland before?" someone asked.

"Yes. The Apostle of Greed replied, "Most of the undead are sealed in northern Virginia, and the beasts among them are sealed under the Oranti Empire. ”

Nine Shadows Maze ......

The first three envoys looked at each other.

"The artifact of the Night God is a weapon called the 'Dark Mirror', which literally means a mirror. Those who are illuminated have only two choices, surrender to the gods, or be swallowed by the black mist and become undead. ”

"I was swallowed by the black mist, and when I came out again, it was no longer the same as before. Some only have a skeleton left, some merge with their own spirit beasts, and some are devoured by desire, unable to revive and hidden in the mist. ”

"They will all end up being slaves to the night. When illuminated by light, the combat power of the undead will be weakened to varying degrees, but will not be completely lost. ”

Someone asked, "What is the purpose of their southward invasion?"

"Devour more in remembrance of the long night that will not come again. ”

......

No one took the initiative to answer, but at this time, everyone's mentality has changed a little, and there are more small actions.

It seemed that everyone was restless.

"Actually, those things are much more difficult to deal with than you think. How to kill it, when you enter the training camp, there will naturally be a divine envoy to tell you. ”

"Bootcamp?"

When everyone heard this word, they all asked questions.

"You are the best sorcerers in the Empire, and no one but you can take on this task. There is an order from the creator god to unify the formation regardless of the nationality of the elements. ”

Bai Lianzhou was silent in a passionate question, he didn't expect that these high-ranking spiritual envoys or high-level spiritual magicians on weekdays would have no room for refutation in front of the Creation God Lord and the Apostles.

If he hadn't seen it twice before he came here, and if he had three adventures in the Nine Shadows Maze City, I'm afraid he would have asked indignantly now, why is it us.

But before and after, Bai Lianzhou felt that he was carrying the mission of exterminating the remnants of the Night God.

Even if it wasn't him, it could be Rinya, Gwendrin, or one of the many psics present.

I've been timid all my life, and it's time to be bold this time.

......

The crowd was tired and tired, and they fell silent with sighs.

"You alone are not enough. The Apostle of Greed's expression remained calm, "Ultimately, it is up to you to personally recruit troops and lead your own troops into battle." ”

"Most of you are the spiritual envoys of the Creation Messenger who is in charge of breeding. Once you accept this title, you accept the Lord's task unconditionally. ”

"If you don't take the lead, the people of the empire will die for you, and if you don't recruit soldiers yourself, sooner or later, you will be turned into slaves of the night gods. ”

The apostle's words suddenly became loud, and the unwilling spiritualists instantly shut up.

"Eurotic Empire, out of line, stand in a row. He commanded again.

"Gerry Empire, out of the ranks. ”

"Virginia Empire, out of the ranks. ”

Bai Lianzhou listened to the order of the greedy apostle, and looked at the ranks of the Wind Empire. There were less than ten people, and only the leader was dressed in the spiritual robes of the spirit envoys.

Those two people he was looking for.

"Violet Empire, out of the ranks. ”

The boy followed Rin Night and Gwendrin as he stood next to the Wind Spirit's line. He stared at the side faces of the two wind elemental spirit envoys, a little nervous in his heart.

The crowd gradually became neat and orderly, and Bai Lianzhou also followed behind him, and he subconsciously looked back.

Looking beyond Little Sissel, he saw a familiar figure standing at the end of the line.

"Xavier?" exclaimed the boy.

He is a dead man, a criminal minister of the Phantom Capital Continent, and a criminal race that has been punished by the creator god Alexendra for generations. In terms of the root, it is similar to the undead dead, except that the former can be reborn after death, and the latter turns into black mist.

Why did he come?

Just as he was about to turn back to the apostles, a female voice suddenly spoke for him:

"Lord Apostle, can the dead who have been resurrected join the team?"