The villain also has spring

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"Let me answer." An old voice sounded above his head, and a white-bearded old man dressed as an archmage slowly descended from the top of the tower on a pumice stone.

Slar, the mercenary leader with good ears, whispered next to Roger's ear: "He was the one who gave the warning just now."

"This 'Guardian Magic Tower' with a complex guardian circle engraved on the top of the tower is indeed an ancient relic. For hundreds of years, my apprentices and I have been delving into the secrets it guards non-stop." The old man Glancing at Roger, "Dark believers, although we still don't know the hidden secrets of the magic tower, we clearly know that there is only one reason why it keeps inhaling magic elements, to supplement the amazing consumption of the guardian circle. "

Roger frowned slightly, "You mean, what does this magic tower guard?"

Master Baibeard smiled slightly, "Or something is sealed."

Roger nodded, "So, you don't dare to consume too much magic power stored in the magic tower, and this is why the magic shield is easily torn by evil spirits?"

The archmage nodded slightly, confirming Roger's judgment.

"Moreover, I feel more and more clearly that there is a very close relationship between the guardian tower, the misty swamp, and the undead tide." A look of worry flashed in the eyes of the archmage, "The undead keep attacking the gray mist village. Obviously, it is also the secret of the magic tower. Therefore, we cannot let them succeed no matter what."

Roger stared into the magician's eyes, and said calmly: "What should I do?"

"The magic shield is the first barrier of the magic tower, and it must be repaired." The old patriarch replied hastily.

After taking a deep look at the old patriarch, the archmage nodded with a complicated expression: "Yes. But repairing the magic circle takes time, so you must try to delay the time as much as possible to block the second wave of attacks."

"The second wave of attack?" Roger frowned, "What is that?"

The white-bearded sorcerer twitched the corners of his mouth, forcing out a few words: "Corpse beast frenzy."

Roger's mind was immediately filled with endless rotting monsters.Taking a deep breath and calming down, Roger smiled at Slar: "Let's go, brother!"

"En!" Slar nodded heavily.

Although most of them were killed by the Dusk Knight's dark trial, when Roger walked out of the magic tower, there were still sporadic undead wandering in the dark sky.The magic and fighting spirit on the city wall not far away are still tenaciously blooming, and the sacred flames that fall from time to time carry the last hope of everyone.

"My God, don't the priests get tired?" the mercenary leader exaggeratedly exclaimed.

"This is the power of faith." Looking around, Roger quickly selected a target, and quietly pounced on it with a faint afterimage.

There were three cracks in the magic shield, one was released from the dark cage by the Dusk Knight, and the other was blocked by the followers led by the priest. At this time, Roger rushed to the precarious third crack.

"Old buddy, the archmage must be hiding something." The mercenary captain put the magic-filled crossbow into the arrow box, and followed closely behind Roger. "But there is no barrier from the top to the top of the magic tower. I can't think of where the magic circle is engraved."

"Pumice, engraved on the pumice." Roger replied without turning his head.

"That's why it's strange. It stands to reason that magic runes can't be accurately located for floating substances such as pumice?" Slar shrugged.

Roger didn't reply, and this was where he was puzzled.

"By the way, it seems that the magician is not a local?" Slar's thinking jumped enough.

"Be careful." The Dusk Knight, who arrived in time, released the Shadow Spear, killing the evil spirit that suddenly jumped from the wall.

"Damn it, I hate these incorporeal bastards!" Luo Jie was slightly distracted and was almost caught by the ghost's claws, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

As soon as everyone rushed to the top of the city, the arc of light rippled, and the crack disappeared out of thin air.

"The shield has been repaired?" The mercenaries who rushed up all the way panted heavily, stuffing the recovery potion into their mouths.

"Quick, there is a crack in the east city!" The gray village knight wandering in the village quickly gave the answer.

Before the mercenaries arrived, the knight shouted: "Thank God! The crack has healed!"

"Come to the west of the city quickly! The crack..." Before the mercenary turned around, the howling man probably didn't even believe what he said next, "Huh? The crack disappeared?"

"What's going on?" Roger frowned.

Dusk Knight stared at the tower in the city and murmured, "It seems like they are spinning the magic shield..."

"Rotate the guardian circle?" Roger almost stared.

As we all know, the magic circle needs to be engraved on the ground, scrolls, magic gems, metals, etc., where there are accurate spatial positioning.And once confirmed, the spatial coordinates of the magic rune cannot be changed.As for the unreasonable thing of rotating the guardian circle, it obviously greatly exceeded Roger's understanding of magic.

What happened soon proved the knight's inference.

The chaotic arc of light caused the entire magic shield to twist and twist, and the crack that kept moving merged with the third crack that was occupied by the dark cage!

"My God——" The scene that surprised Roger was staged again, and the second crack blocked by the clergy and followers also merged into it!

"Long live!" The mercenaries who were fighting with all their strength didn't know what happened, they only thought that the magic circle had been repaired.But it can't be hidden from a strong man like Dusk Knight.

The shield was damaged in three places and became one. Even though there was a terrifying dark cage blocking the way, the undead army still rushed forward regardless of life and death.Greedy, they expect to fill the belly of the Egg of Original Sin with a terrifying amount!

No matter how big the belly is, there will be a day when it bursts!

Countless evil spirits followed one after another, chopped up and absorbed by the dark web as thin as a hair, and transported to the cocoon entrenched in the center.The egg of original sin expands at a frightening speed, like a black hole devouring everything!

The evil piled up crazily is the original sin that the Dusk Knight cannot bear!

From the egg of original sin, a monstrous wave full of incomparable greed rose, and wave after wave slapped the knight's sea of ​​consciousness.The levee of faith, which has already been riddled with holes, cannot withstand the ruthless impact of huge waves, and may collapse at any time!

The knight knelt down on one knee, sweating profusely, trembling in pain.If he can't bear the backlash from the egg of original sin, what awaits him will be the collapse of his personality and the loss of his soul!

Facing the huge pressure of survival, the archmage in the high tower made an extremely despicable choice, sacrificing the Dusk Knight to relieve the crisis in Gray Mist Village!

In the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, every time the huge wave that devours the soul ebbs, countless evil spirits are attached to the levee of belief that is full of cracks.It was as if the bone-piercing poison was constantly corroding the knight's broken soul.

Black aura continuously seeped out from every pore, and the indescribable pain drove the knight crazy.

If this super original sin egg is allowed to explode, the terrifying dark shock wave will sweep away all living and dead objects!

Therefore, Dusk Knight, who accepted Wu Chen's order to protect mankind, must persevere even if he dies!

"Bastard... bastard!" Looking at his companion who was gradually fogging up, Roger was at a loss.Except for useless cursing, there is no way to vent the rioting emotions!

"Use his own sacrifice to save everyone in Gray Mist Village. If it were me, I would do the same." A voice without a trace of fireworks suddenly sounded, and Roger turned around angrily, facing a pair of holy eyes.

"My name is Angelia, Priest of Truth." The girl was dressed in a linen robe, and the blue ribbon on the chest was embroidered with shimmering crosses.

Roger snorted coldly, he was not interested in priests because of his dark belief.

"Irreverent pagan..."

The priestess waved her hand to interrupt the swordsman behind him scolding, and walked gently to the Dusk Knight. "What a powerful depraved breath, is he... Dusk Knight?"

"Is believing in darkness necessarily degenerate?" Roger retorted disdainfully, "Please take back your words. Don't forget, he saved us all."

The female priest smiled sweetly, "Okay, Mr. who believes in darkness, I apologize to you."

Roger suppressed his unhappiness, "Since you can see my partner's situation, do you have a solution?"

The female priest glanced at the terrifying undead storm, and shook her head feebly, "Now, only he can save himself."

Roger said angrily, "Then what are you doing here, just to say something harmless?"

"Hmph! Of course I came here to eradicate evil!" said the rather handsome swordsman behind him coldly.

The female pastor didn't speak, but the expression on her face said it all.

Roger was the first to block the Dusk Knight behind him. "Are you going to kill him?"

Sighing, the female pastor nodded firmly. "Yes. If he can't resist, and his soul turns into evil, the harm will be greater than the evil spirits outside."

Roger smiled miserably, "Heh! Heh! He sacrificed himself to save you, but now the people he saved are going to kill him! What a sad fate!"

A momentary look of embarrassment flashed across the face of the female pastor, but it was quickly replaced by incomparable determination.The handsome follower behind him sneered and said, "Actually, it's also a relief for him."

"Take off your mother!" With a loud shout, the cold arrow shot towards the swordsman's throat like a poisonous snake.

The man subconsciously tilted his head, and the cold arrow wiped his neck and shot into the night, splashing a large amount of blood mist.The handsome appearance was instantly torn apart by fear, and the man covered his bleeding neck and howled, "Kill him, kill him!"

Before the female priest had time to stop it, the followers around her had already made a move, and the magic sword slammed at Roger in a rush!

The black light exploded, and the black dagger danced around his body to form a light curtain, blocking all weapons. With a flick of his wrist, he pierced the incoming small fireball like lightning.The exploding flames turned to ashes on the shadow cloak, and the voice of the female priest was about to sound.

"Stop! He's not an enemy yet."

Roger focused on his vigilance, and while wiping the residual blood from the corner of his mouth, he quietly fed himself a small bottle of recovery potion.Although close combat, especially hand-to-hand combat is what the Shadow Rogue is good at, blocking this round of attack still consumes him a lot.