Path of light

Chapter 604 605. Hunting War

The priests of the Temple of the Statue of Liberty in the expeditionary force were able to enter the heart of the dark land to fight because they carried with them the holy vessels stained with the divinity of the Statue of Liberty.

These holy vessels were originally sacred vessels placed in the Temple of the Statue of Liberty in various places. However, when the high priests prayed, the holy light of the Statue of Liberty descended, and occasionally these sacred vessels were used as carriers. Therefore, these seemingly ordinary sacred vessels were stained with a trace of divinity, and therefore always radiated the power of holy light.

By praying next to the holy vessels for a long time, the priests can not only maintain their own holy light power, but also slowly restore the power of holy light.

The sacred vessel of the Temple of the Statue of Liberty in Castletown is a Holy Grail of Wisdom. High Priest Reed left Castletown with this Holy Grail of Wisdom and came to Golfito.

The priests who believe in the Temple of the Statue of Liberty, although they have mastered the power of holy light, gradually weakened their ability to absorb the power of holy light from the outside world during the practice.

Their main promotion path is to pray devoutly to the Statue of Liberty and wait for the goddess to descend the holy light. They will break through the bottleneck and get promoted at the moment of the holy light infusion.

But Roy is a heretic in the Statue of Liberty. In fact, he cannot be said to be a heretic, because when he became a trainee priest, the Statue of Liberty had disappeared at that time. Roy did not feel the holy light of the Statue of Liberty at all, so he did not believe in the Statue of Liberty.

From the day Roy became a trainee priest, he relied on his keen perception to absorb the holy light particles. Later, his perception and the sacred breath in his body formed a special force in his body, which was a holy light seed.

After becoming a trainee priest, every time Roy was promoted to a level, the holy light seed would grow a root.

After he broke through the bottleneck and became a priest, this seed finally broke out of the ground and became a holy light tree.

From then on, he embarked on a completely different path from other priests in the Statue of Liberty.

Roy always thought that he was different from the priests of the Statue of Liberty, but as he entered the depths of the Dark Land, as the power of the Holy Light in his body became less and less, his body became weaker and weaker. Roy finally realized how important those holy artifacts were to the priests in the Dark Land.

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Although the power of the Holy Light in Roy's body was gradually weakening, he would still use the Holy Light to purify the dark aura on the team members along the way to prevent them from being eroded by the dark aura.

In fact, it stands to reason that the second-level strongmen in the adventure group cannot be eroded by the dark aura.

All the strongmen who were infected by the dark aura were almost infected by the dark aura when they went out hunting or fighting...

So when Roy became weak, the great swordsman Alvin deliberately reduced the number of members going out hunting privately.

However, the purpose of some second-level strongmen entering the Dark Land was to make a fortune before the Dark Gate was closed, and they were of course unwilling to change their hunting plans easily.

Roy had been having a hard time recently. Sometimes he simply poured the holy water in the water bag directly on his head...

After killing the dark creatures, the magic beast materials and soul crystals were naturally put into the demon hunter's waist bag.

Byron Thor couldn't stand it anymore.

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After passing through a wilderness full of gravel, going forward turned into a desert formed by a lot of black fine sand. If you step into the fine sand, the fine sand will swallow your entire calf. If you want to pull it out and move forward, you will consume a lot of physical strength.

The road ahead is becoming more and more difficult to walk.

Under the dark red sky, the adventure team has increased the number of rests from once a day to three times a day.

In the temporary camp, everyone sat together, trying to take a good rest in the limited time, and then continue on their way.

Byron Thor came to the side of the Great Swordsman Alvin and whispered to him:

"Great Swordsman Alvin, Roy's condition is not very good at the moment. His Holy Light Power is continuously decreasing. I am worried that he will use up the Holy Light Power before arriving at the Isnes Expeditionary Force camp. So can we reduce the number of times we purify the dark energy every day?"

Great Swordsman Alvin nodded and responded:

"I will make some adjustments and try to prevent them from being contaminated by the dark energy. Does Roy have any good solutions?"

"I am actively looking for it..."

Byron Thor replied.

At this time, a Silver Moon Elf warrior ran back to the camp quickly, tore off the magic cloak on his body, and ran to the side of Alvin the Great Swordsman panting, and said to Alvin the Great Swordsman very proudly:

"Alvin, we found another fear monster in front, and we have conducted a detailed investigation around it. There are no other high-level dark monsters around, so we are going to hunt this fear monster."

The Silver Moon Elf warrior came to the side of Alvin the Great Swordsman, and a strong aura appeared around him...

Alvin the Great Swordsman hesitated for a moment, he glanced at Roy, and seeing that Roy did not show much resistance, he said:

"Then you be careful, try not to be contaminated by the dark aura of the fear demon, and after hunting the fear demon, you must come back as soon as possible. We will continue along this road and try to meet at the next rest area."

"Got it, we will catch up as soon as possible." The Silver Moon Elf warrior said confidently.

Just as the Silver Moon Elf warrior turned around and prepared to leave, Roy suddenly stood up and said to the Silver Moon Elf warrior:

"Please wait a moment, I also want to see the fear monster, is that okay?"

The powerful Silver Moon Elf was slightly startled. He was about to refuse, but saw that the person who made this request happened to be the only priest in the team.

"Roy, with your current physical condition, are you sure you can go out and hunt dark creatures?" The Silver Moon Elf strongman said euphemistically: "I don't mean anything else. I'm just worried that your physical strength won't keep up, which will make your life worse." My physical condition is getting worse..."

Although the Silver Moon Elf powerhouse did not refuse outright, he had an expression of rejection on his face.

Roy also smiled lightly and said:

"If divine magic is not used, there will be no problem. Moreover, I brought a lot of physical potions with me this time. After all, I will stay at the Dark Portal Expeditionary Army camp for a long time, so I want to see the dark monster."

Although he didn’t know Roy’s intention, Byron Thor still made an assist from the side:

"Do you think Roy could join?"

The powerful Silver Moon Elf smiled coquettishly.

He knew very well that if he didn't want to lose the help of this priest during the long journey ahead, he would have to agree even if he had to bite the bullet.

"...Of course, welcome to join!"

As he spoke, he walked up to Roy and extended his right hand to Roy with a kind face.

Roy shook hands with the powerful Silver Moon Elf and responded with a smile.

Byron Thor looked at his friends beside him and said:

"Linglan Bronzebeard, you go with Roy and pay attention to protect Roy's safety."

Linglan Bronzebeard didn't even think about it and directly agreed: "Don't worry, just leave this matter to me!"

As a result, two more members appeared in the four-person hunting team of the powerful Silver Moon Elf: a young half-elf and a strong dwarf.

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"let's go!"

The six members were wearing magic cloaks. After giving an order from the powerful Silver Moon Elf, they left the large army and walked silently through the black sand dunes.

Before setting off, Roy tied two cattail leaf-like flippers on the soles of his feet.

These were two pieces of very rough hard leather, which Roy used a skinning knife to cut into the shape of a shoe sole. However, these two hard leather flippers were at least ten times larger than the shoe soles.

In this way, Roy would not sink when he stepped on the soft sand.

He could easily stand on the sand and walk much easier.

Dwarf Linglan Bronzebeard saw that Roy's modified flippers were very interesting, so he asked Roy to prepare a pair for him. After all, he is a short-legged dwarf, and he also wears bulky heavy armor. When walking on the soft sand, , like rolling in the sand...

Roy quickly cut out another pair of flippers.

Seeing that Roy and the dwarf shield warriors who were lagging behind actually put on strange shoes and walked easily on the sand, the elf ranger at the front carrying a long bow couldn't help but complain:

"Humans just like to create something incomprehensible."

There was no emotion or anger on the face of the strong Silver Moon Elf, but at this time he scolded in a low voice:

"Be careful what you say, he is a half-elf, and his body is at least half of elf blood!"

The elf ranger in front said unconvinced: "What if the other half is a mixed-blood elf?"

Another Elf Sword Dancer took the opportunity to interject: "I heard that his mother is a master of Silver Moon Elf Sculpture, and he is also the only priest in the team, so it's best not to make such jokes in the future. ”

"Okay!" The elf ranger looked stern and agreed in a low voice.

Then the team fell into silence, and Roy and the dwarf Linglan Bronzebeard quickly caught up from behind.

The group of people climbed over a black sand dune with a not very steep slope, pointing to a dark area under the sand dune, the Silver Moon Elf strongman ordered:

"Everyone, be silent! The prey is just ahead..."

It seemed that he was still far away from his prey. The strong Silver Moon Elf stopped at this position just to let Roy watch from a distance...

Roy agreed readily, and then found a sand pit to lie down. From here, he could vaguely see the dark area below.

Linglan Bronzebeard naturally stayed with Roy.

The four hunting members walked forward quickly. They scared away along the hillside, almost sliding down the sand dune. As the four people rushed down, a large encircling net was formed.

However, the observation point is still a bit far from the ambush point.

Roy could only see their blurry figures, but could not see the fear monster in the dark area.

Lanling Bronzebeard couldn't help complaining: "I think they are obviously worried that we will divide their spoils, so they arranged us so far away. I really hope that the fear monster can escape from their encirclement." , so that these stingy guys can’t get anything..."

"Uncle Linglan Bronzebeard, if we were on the Elf Continent, what level of Warcraft would the fear monster be equivalent to?" Roy asked curiously.

"It's almost equivalent to a fourth-level monster, but they are much more powerful in the Dark Land than on the Elf Continent. If you see that kind of monster that can breathe black energy and has countless pairs of eyes, like a puddle of mud, then It’s just a fear of monsters, so you must stay away from them as soon as possible.”

Linglan Bronzebeard said to Roy very seriously.

"Well, I understand."

"Huh? What on earth is that Elf Ranger doing? Let me go... they really didn't surround the fear monster!" Linglan Bronzebeard's bell-like eyes widened and he couldn't help but look down.

Roy could only see a very blurry battle scene. His current vision was far inferior to that of the dwarf Linglan Bronzebeard.

However, he could still see some chaos below. The elf sword dancer had released his "power". On the dark battlefield, a shadow of an elf female warrior appeared behind the elf sword dancer. The shadow of the elf female warrior's body was constantly rippling, and then the shadow merged with the sword dancer and slashed at the fleeing fear monster.

This sword directly split the black fear monster in half...

However, just after the fear monster was split in half, the body of the fear monster banged and scattered, turning into countless drifting black mists, and then these black mists reunited in front of the sword dancer, forming a restored fear monster.

Its body swelled and pounced on the elf sword dancer.

The Silver Moon Elf strongman caught up from behind. He jumped high, and the two swords in his hands burst out a dazzling sword light, which looked like two balls of light in his hands.

The body of the fear monster had become extremely thin after it expanded. It was attacked from behind by the Silver Moon Elf, and its body was immediately shredded into rags by the two sword lights...

Most of the dark aura turned into rags in the sword energy and fell at the feet of the Silver Moon Elf. However, a wisp of dark aura took the opportunity to rush out. It condensed again, and the black mist had become extremely thin, but there were still two eye patterns on its back.

It was like a black scarf floating in the air, quickly floating towards Roy.

Linglan Bronzebeard also noticed the escape route of the fear monster at the first time. He suddenly stood up from the sand pit, and black fine sand kept flowing down his armor...

The dwarf uncle raised a heavy tower shield. At the moment when the fear monster approached the two, the raised shield and the hammer in his other hand collided fiercely.

'Dang...'

Under the loud noise, a silver arc was rubbed out between the hammer and the shield.

The arc made a crackling sound like popping beans, and instantly penetrated into a wisp of dark mist. The black mist was stimulated by the arc and emitted wisps of green smoke.

However, the dark monster was stronger than expected. Just when Roy thought that Uncle Linglan Tongxu had defeated the remaining fear monster, he didn't expect that there was a sharp arrow in the layers of black air, shooting directly at Roy.

Roy was completely dumbfounded at this moment. He didn't expect the fear monster to be so tenacious. The last remaining trace of soul actually chose Roy and flew directly towards him.

Roy also realized the great danger, and his hand turned over the Book of Judgment on his waist like a conditioned reflex.

A small silver hammer flew out from the page of the book and hit the sharp arrow condensed from the black mist steadily. The black sharp arrow was immediately shaken to the ground...