"This dense forest...are we back to Eri?"
The entire body was penetrated by a huge scar, and the seriously injured elf swordsman gasped.
Not long ago, their group was judged by the Archangel Michael. He was only swept away by the divine sword in Michael's hand, and he was severely injured and instantly lost his ability to fight.
The fellow vampire Tamik was even more miserable. His entire body was burned by the holy flames, leaving behind a charred bat corpse.
Only their leader, the heretic in the words of the archangel, had the strength to contend with them. He did not give in during the battle between the divine swords. The nearby earth cracked apart due to their battle, leaving behind tragic wounds. trace.
Perhaps out of consideration for the injuries on several of his fellow travelers, Erich, who controlled North's body, did not fight for long. He saw the right moment and led several nearby people away from the battlefield from the flames.
When the elf Iver came to his senses, he was already in a dense forest. They actually crossed the space and arrived in the territory of Eli, thousands of miles away.
"The only one who can stop me is the Excalibur Angel Alliance." The man in white appeared beside North and said slowly.
Even though the archangel is no longer here, the golden light surrounding the man in white has not dissipated, which allows him to continue to appear in front of several people.
"Lord Errich...do we, do we want to go back to Erathia?"
North asked with some fear. Under the control of the man in white, North was equivalent to facing the archangel holding the divine sword. He felt how terrifying the power of the most powerful person in the world was, enough to instantly He was left to die dozens of times, and his soul was deeply traumatized.
"Yes, follow me to the Holy City, and I will give you salvation." The man in white replied.
As he spoke, he looked at Ivor aside and handed the emerald-green Wind-Chasing Blade back into his hand: "Thank you for your weapon. Without it, I wouldn't be able to take you away safely."
Ivor took the sword blade and tightened his hand on the hilt slightly: "It sounds like you care about us, but I remember that you clearly don't care about the lives of other creatures."
On the side, North looked at him with worried eyes and begged him not to talk any more, but Ivor didn't care about it and continued: "Have you forgotten? The Diya child who died in front of you before, you can let me Stopped, but you didn't, and now you are talking about saving me. I think this is more like a scam on your part."
"Don't you believe it?" Errich asked.
"I highly doubt it." The elf swordsman said solemnly, and the blade in his hand was also pointed at the man in white. Even though he knew that his attack would probably not be effective against the man in white, "What are you hiding?"
"Put your sword down, Ivor."
A familiar female voice came over, which also made the elf swordsman stunned. He turned around in surprise, only to see Tamik, who had turned into a charred bat corpse under the burning light, recovered at this moment. She stood up again with a human appearance. Not only that, she was dressed neatly and there was no trace of her previous injuries.
"How could this happen? Didn't you already die in the hands of the archangel?" Ivor asked in surprise, and then turned his attention to Erich, "It must be a trick of yours. What exactly did you do?"
"She's back, just like you saw." Errich said calmly, "Tamik, how do you feel now?"
"I feel very good, or I've never felt so good. I bet that archangel would be surprised if he saw me now!" The vampire, who had returned to his original state, moved his body slightly and answered with a smile. .
"Is this the power of your domain? I have seen a domain that belongs to you!" Eli asked as if he had thought of something.
"One thing, you are right, this is indeed the effect of the realm." Errich nodded and acknowledged his words, "But this is not the realm of the dead, but another realm, which seems to be called... The realm of death.”
Ivor was stunned for a moment, but then he heard Errich continue: "The moment I return to the Holy City, I will bring the dead back to life, and I will let all the lost souls listen to my voice. You Don’t you want this redemption? Let the one you love come back to you..."
Listening to Errich's story, Ivor undoubtedly thought of something, and the sword in his hand relaxed slightly. For him, what Errich mentioned in his words was undoubtedly an offer he could not refuse.
Taking a deep breath, the elf swordsman said: "I remember that when I was in the city of Cana, I saw a giant. He had what you call the realm of death on his body."
"That does come from his power." Errich nodded, acknowledging what Ivor said.
"Why can you do this? I mean, the ability to control the Holy Word, control the Wind Chaser Blade, and even walk through the flames, as well as those fields, why can you master these powers at the same time? No matter how you look at it, It’s simply unbelievable that the same person can control the power." Ivor seemed to realize something, and asked with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
"I was also puzzled by this issue and didn't understand why I could do this. Later I realized that it was the mission I shouldered." Errich said slowly.
"Mission?" Listening to Errich's story, Ivor frowned deeply.
The more he asked him, the more confused Iver felt in his heart. The ancient lich contained some extremely terrifying power, but the source of these powers was not himself.
Ivor has never seen such a thing, which is why he cannot understand Erich. The terrifying degree of this power has exceeded his imagination. Even the archangel can only temporarily repel him.
At first, Ivor chose to follow Erich to the Holy City, just to prevent this terrible lich from doing evil everywhere. Unexpectedly, the more he traveled, the more he could feel the huge secret hidden in this lich. .
The ancient angel, having heard of his name, rudely called him a heretic and refused to let him enter Erathia. He even mentioned in his words that the reason for Erathia's weakness was inseparable from him. relation.
Now, even Iver himself is moved by the promise he gave.
If there is anything that Iver hopes for most, it must be to bring back the people who have passed away. Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and finally stopped insisting: "Okay... just let me see, you What exactly can be done.”
(End of chapter)
