Fang Plover calmed down his expression and became quiet again, a little coldly. He only gently put down his left hand, and the metal glove clicked.
The girl's slender body, gorgeous silver appearance, and the twelve sharp blades were laid flat with a clang, the blades intertwined with each other, reflecting the cold light in the darkness. The 'Messenger' took a step back. Although he was on the verge of death, there was no trace of fear on his pale face, and he only threw away the skull staff in his hand. The skull hit the rock wall and shattered into pieces.
Under Fang Plover's order, the six capable angels lowered their center of gravity together, with silver eyes flashing, and entered the final posture before attacking. The 'Messenger' raised his hand, his right hand turned into a knife, and roared in a hoarse voice: "In the name of the dragon and the immortal beast, the Supreme Lord Andron, answer my call -!"
A knife was inserted into his chest.
But the scene of blood splattering did not appear. The 'Messenger's' hand seemed to turn into a ball of smoke, inserted into the chest that was also atomized. When he raised his head again, a strange smile appeared on his pale face.
boom--
There seemed to be an echo in the darkness.
Like the beating of a huge heart, everyone felt their hearts skip a beat.
Fang Yu shook his head, almost thinking that he was hallucinating before his eyes. There seemed to be something in the darkness watching each of them, but when he looked there, there was nothing but an empty rock wall.
Only then did he come back to his senses and look at the 'messenger' not far away.
The latter's face was full of painful and twisted expressions, but there was a strange smile deep in his eyes, and his voice was low and hoarse, almost cracking - he laughed evilly:
"It's too early to be happy, kid."
Fang Plover only took a breath.
He was as calm as ever. This was one of the biggest proofs that the Chosen One system was connected to the roots of this world. The moment the opponent was marked as a lord-level creature, everyone knew early on that the opponent's power had another source.
Otherwise, the other party is not worthy of this title. It's just that Fang Plover has never been in the habit of waiting for his opponent to be ready. Before the 'messenger' could finish talking nonsense, he made a move with his hand, and the six angels staggered forward and backward at the same time and launched an attack.
Among the messy light and shadow, the silver blade of the blade flickered, seeming to spread out silver threads in the darkness.
But the 'messenger' with his hand on his chest seemed to have acquired a transcendent ability to perceive at this moment, and could distinguish the true form and phantom of the angel from his previous memories and perceptions. He stepped sideways, and at the same time summoned a bone spear in his left hand with an extremely fast casting speed.
Then throw it forward——
The bone spear suddenly flew towards an angel, and the force field ring above the metal girl's head flashed, restraining it from moving backwards. However, the bone spear still flew past her waist, leaving an inch-deep gash there.
Fang Yu frowned and used his hand to direct a beam of light from the darkness, shining on Angel Angel's wound - that was the engineering machine starting remote repairs.
At the same time, the 'Messenger''s previous movement of stepping back just allowed him to avoid the attack of the only powerful angel among the three powerful angels behind him. The two sides exchanged attacks, and for the first time, the 'Messenger' was unable to take any action to attack Fang Plover.
However, Fang Plover obviously did not take any advantage.
Fang Yu couldn't help but glance at the other party in surprise. The power in the darkness had not yet shown other abilities, but it had at least strengthened the other party's perception ability a thousand times.
In his memory, he had never heard of such power.
And who is Andron, the Supreme Lord?
I have never heard of such a name.
Although this thought flashed through his mind, it did not affect the movements of his hands at all. With a gentle pressure of his left hand, the angels who had missed the attack all regained their center of gravity and balance, and under his deliberate control, they took turns attacking the 'messenger' in two staggered rounds.
Not giving the other party a chance to fight back at all.
This kind of offensive is intensive, but the magic power is consumed very quickly——
The battle reached a stalemate for a while. But the 'messenger' didn't seem to be in a hurry, and was pulling his hand out of his chest little by little - and the power in the darkness seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, so that everyone under the mine heard a heavy sound. And the powerful heartbeat is slowly approaching.
"His summons are getting stronger," the archer's anxious voice came from the communication channel: "We can't suppress it anymore."
Fang Plover didn't answer.
Now everyone needs to do their best, and there is no need for him to comfort them.
But on the other hand, the 'messenger' also frowned. After several rounds of exchange of skills between the two parties, he found with some confusion that his bone spear and undead spell did not seem to have the expected effect.
He clearly remembered that he had hit the strange construct several times, but if he looked carefully, there were no wounds under the other's silver appearance?
Fang Plover discovered this keenly.
He suddenly realized why - necromancers are more sensitive to life, and their flexible structures do not have the characteristics of life. Because the remote repair light is too dim, the opponent's detection ability in ordinary vision is actually not much better than that of ordinary people.
To put it simply, the 'Messenger' didn't seem to realize until now that there was an engineering machine lurking in the darkness that was continuously restoring blood to the Angel of Energy.
This discovery made him raise his eyebrows, and he felt a little more at ease.
He is also waiting for an opportunity.
It was at this time that the 'Messenger' finally pulled out his right hand from his chest, holding a ball of dark light in his hand, which seemed to be beating rhythmically, like a strong and powerful heart.
As for the wound on his chest, the mist surged and gathered together, repairing it as before, leaving no trace of a wound.
The pained voice on the 'Messenger's face instantly relaxed, and he laughed wildly in a hoarse voice: "Ha, you missed your last chance... now it's my turn..."
He raised the heart, and countless light arrows were emitted from the black light. Some of them hit the phantoms of the angels and immediately caused those phantoms to disappear; others hit the body of the angels, sending the two angels flying away together. .
Under the strong black light, all the illusions in the mine suddenly disappeared.
On the other side, the exclamations of several Musketeers could be heard in the distance, mixed with the grunts of someone, as if someone was injured.
The 'Messenger' saw two powerful angels flying out and crashing into the rock wall, and then he pointed the heart in his hand at Fang Plover - and he was about to cast a spell, but he saw the young man in front of him said nothing and only raised his hand Point to him.
Behind the 'messenger', a phantom of an angel that should have vanished into thin air is opening its blue shield to bear down a light arrow. Then the shield suddenly retracts, and a silver light flashes forward.
The angel flashed and hit the back of the 'messenger'.
The shield exhausted all the magic power of the angel, and the collision only caused the 'messenger' to stagger forward. But the latter still had a look of shock and disbelief on his face - the two real bodies were clearly in front, how could there be another one behind him?
But when he raised his head, he only saw Fang Yu's serious face.
Fang Plover did not explain.
No answer is needed either.
Because he can actually control more than two powerful angels.
Fang Yu gently put down his hand, and at that moment he finally heard the voice he had been waiting for - Miss Tata's voice came clearly in the darkness: "We only have one chance, Mr. Knight."
"The heart in that man's hand is connected to a powerful and original force. If we don't cut off that force, we can't defeat it."
"Delise and I will try it once. Mr. Knight must be prepared."
Fang Yu was already prepared, and he lowered his hands somewhat relaxedly.
The light on the three angels dimmed at the same time, which meant that their controllers had given up control of them - and at the same time, on the top of the cave that no one had noticed, three wasp-like structures quietly fall.
They laid a suspended ball in the air and slowly fell.
The 'messenger' of the Dragon Worship Cult, who was knocked out of balance, did not notice this at all. After all, under the continuous strengthening of dark power, this little impact naturally could not cause any harm to him.
He only held the heart in his hand carefully, fearing that it would fall to the ground, because as long as this thing was still there, the other party would not be able to defeat him.
But just like that, without knowing it, he stumbled into the small ball suspended in front of him - the suspended bomb was immediately activated. Although for a BOSS of his level, these bombs are not worth mentioning at all.
However, the accompanying stun consumption still had an effect, at least giving him a moment of pause.
It was that moment.
He saw a white shadow flash out of the corner of his eye.
what is that?
The idea still lingers in the 'Messenger's' mind - a cat? He was completely unaware of the danger, and the cat gently landed on his hand. At that moment, the 'messenger's eyes widened.
It felt like a sword of holy light, with a blazing light. The sword slashed down on his forearm, making him unable to think at all, and he only subconsciously let go of his hand.
The black light flew out of his hand.
However, it did not fall to the ground as people imagined, but was suspended in mid-air.
At that moment, Tata's voice sounded again in Fang Yu's mind: "Now -"
Then there seemed to be another voice saying to him: "Lean over!" Fang Yu didn't have time to think about who the two voices were, because he had already seen a dagger shooting from the darkness.
The black light in the center.
What arrived at the same time as it was a message from Alyssa:
"I'm here, Captain."
Without even thinking about it, Fang Yu turned around and shouted with all his strength: "Jita, it's now!"
Miss Naturalist was already so nervous that she almost held her breath. She nodded quickly, opened the silver magic book, and placed her hand on the pages:
"Look here!"
She shouted.
Except for Fang Plover, everyone in the cave was caught off guard and looked in that direction in unison. But Jita only closed her eyes tightly, and her huge glasses seemed to reflect a rising golden flame——
She was chanting loudly:
"...They saw a blazing fire..."
"...like a light blooming in the darkness."
"That's a sun..."
"Endless light and flames streak across the night sky..."
"The Drive to the Sun", Chapter 3, Verse 12, is an excerpt from the brightest chapter of the Great Psalm, one of the most recited hymns by Ori believers in their lives.
When the 'Messenger' heard this voice, he suddenly realized that there was another person in the darkness. And there is only one kind of person who can bring magic power into his voice to recite these ancient chapters.
That's a naturalist.
He had heard about this spell and realized that it was not good, but it was too late.
Following Jita's brittle description, it was like a blazing sun rising in the cave. Everyone saw the carriage running in the golden sun - it was like the first ray of dawn, stretching thousands of miles. The light penetrated everyone's pupils like sharp arrows.
Everyone screamed, subconsciously closed their eyes, and tears burst out of their eyes.
This spell cannot be said to be powerful, but it is extremely effective.
Ori's power of purity and justice made beings like the Necromancer unable to resist. Although the 'Messenger' was extremely reluctant, his instinct still made him cover his eyes with his hands.
This cover was the last scene he saw.
Fang Yu had already put on his goggles and switched to the dark filtered lenses. He raised his hand - the endless light seemed to be concentrated on his metal gloves, and he gently pressed his five fingers together.
Four golden shadows flew in all directions, flying towards the undead wizard in the center of the cave.
Then four more.
The light shrank suddenly, and then a more dazzling new star was born from it.
That light seemed to be the nascent light of the universe. It dimmed all surrounding lights, and even eclipsed the naturalist's lady's magic. At that moment, the ground shook slightly.
A deafening roar penetrated everyone's eardrums, and in their field of vision they could only see a round of flames and shock waves sweeping across - but before the strong wind hit their faces, Fang Plover gave the order again.
Four more clockwork fairies flew over.
Twelve fire giants flew into the explosion of fire.
…
There was little snow falling in the forest.
It seems to be getting later and later, and the temperature is no longer as optimistic as before. The north wind roared in, bringing with it a thin layer of snow. It started to snow again in this area after nightfall.
The Blood Thistle Woodland was even bone-chillingly cold, causing those still in the snow to almost hallucinate. It seemed as if there were endless strange shadows approaching in the surrounding fir forests - the moonlight occasionally penetrated the thick clouds, and the snow covered the ground. There was a pale light on the sky.
The young man was already on his deathbed due to his severe injuries. He lay motionless on the ground and coughed feebly.
Everyone looked at their leader and felt a little desolate in their hearts, but there was nothing they could do about it. Their skills were inferior to others. In Aitaria, there was no Chosen Rights Protection Association to care about these things.
The Stargate Port can restrict the behavior of the chosen ones, and even ordinary adventurers, but the "Stargate Declaration" has no meaning at all to these cultists. However, the leader did not speak, and everyone did not choose to commit suicide and return to the nearby Resurrection Temple.
It's okay to suffer a little, but compared to losing Xinghui, it's better to avoid death. The necromancer has entered the mine. They don't know what is happening down there, but there is still a glimmer of hope in their hearts that the other party will die at the hands of the lich.
The bodies of the two ladies in the snow had long since disappeared, leaving only eye-catching blood stains.
Somewhat glaring.
But what is even more weird is the fir forest in the distance. The strange shadows in the forest seem to be getting closer and closer. The shadows always give people an uneasy feeling, and at one moment there seems to be a bright reflection in the forest.
Everyone shook their heads vigorously, thinking that they were delusional because of the cold. How could there be reflections in the forest? But suddenly, the reflection became clearer—a long and narrow light flashed away.
Then a roar was heard.
That was the voice of the troll coming from the edge of the forest, causing the snow on the fir trees not far away to flutter down.
People were startled, and then they realized that it was not an illusion, but someone was coming. Is it someone that adventurers always send? People will inevitably have some unrealistic hopes in their hearts.
Although the Adventurer's Guild at Masonk Creek had issued an announcement early in the morning, they also knew that the other party would not come by such a coincidence.
A golden light flashed in the darkness in the distance.
Then they saw a huge shadow staggering back from that direction, and hit the fir tree. The fir tree made an overwhelmed sound, bent down, and fell to the ground.
It's the troll--
People's eyes widened in disbelief, even though they had known that Shankok was just an elite troll, not a BOSS. In this combination, the real BOSS is the necromancer.
But the question is, how many people can defeat a level 20 elite troll alone?
What's more, that person is still a graceful girl.
The troll roared and pounced again.
But there was only one thin figure in the snow. The maid girl raised her hand gently and deftly, and the huge constructed glove firmly grasped the wooden stick in the troll's hand, preventing it from moving forward.
She looked up and gave the troll a cold look.
The latter actually trembled, and through the instinct of the beast, he was vaguely aware that something was wrong.
Behind the maid, everyone saw a tall Lotao lion man and a young man also revealing their figures.
The latter walked over with one foot deep and one foot shallow, holding a thin sword in his hand, wearing a pointed hat, and the raised collar tightly covering his face, leaving only a pair of shining eyes looking at it. them.
Only then did everyone realize that the flash of light they had seen before was the sword in the young man's hand.
The young man didn't even look at the troll. He stopped not far from them and asked, "What are you waiting for? Get up and fight together?" Everyone was stunned when they heard this, wondering if you were stupid. , can’t you see the undead black swordsman behind us?
But the young man said angrily: "You don't care about these chickens and dogs behind you, do you?"
Can the Undead Black Swordsman be considered a country chicken?
If they weren't being controlled by others, these people would have started yelling, "Why are you pretending to be so stupid? If you have the ability, you can deal with these black swordsmen?" But the young man seemed to hear their voices: "Okay, let me help you solve these problems-"
He calmly put the rapier back into its sheath with his backhand, then looked behind everyone and said softly:
"Fall down——"
And at that moment——
Like an earthquake, the ground jumped slightly.
Then there was a "crash", and everyone felt a looseness behind them. The eyes of dozens of undead black swordsmen dimmed, and they knelt down at the same time. Then they fell apart and scattered into the snow together with their pitch-black armors. .
Everyone looked at this scene in stunned silence.
"What the hell?"
Is this person cheating?
This is probably the only thought in everyone's mind at the moment.
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