Path of light

Chapter 623 624. Alvin Great Swordsman

Alvin Great Swordsman touched the wound on his face.

Although the wound has scabbed, the dark air is still corroding the flesh around the wound. The continuous pain makes him a little irritated.

He looked at the crystal sword in his hand, and for the first time he felt a little unconfident about the two swords.

The blood-red sky is gradually darkening. When it is completely dark, it will be the most difficult time for them.

Countless dark creatures are pouring out, among which there are many minions of liches. They search for their breath everywhere, and the lich behind them soon catches up.

A pile of bonfires was lit in the camp. Although this bonfire may attract dark creatures around, there is nothing to do.

The bonfire can dispel the dark air around, allowing the elf warriors to rest for a while.

This time, in order to find the remains of the frost dragon, Alvin Great Swordsman summoned some second-level strongmen who were willing to enter the dark land.

After they had some repairs at the expedition camp of Isness, they invited a priest to join them. Then the adventure group followed the clues obtained by Great Swordsman Alvin to the edge of Haiti and rashly broke into the territory of a lich.

For this, Great Swordsman Alvin had already paid the lives of seven elven warriors.

Although Great Swordsman Alvin made a prompt decision and quickly walked back along the way, the lich was like a leech, following him all the way...

...

Sitting on the sand pile, Byron Thor looked at the distance. Under the blood-red sky was a dark sea of ​​sand, and several dark creatures were floating in the air blankly.

He was on duty, took out the kettle, pulled out the cork and drank the last sip of holy water into his stomach.

This was what Roy left behind when he left.

Originally, he wanted to search for the bodies of his companions along the expedition route. In fact, he also wanted to open up the dusty memory. He was afraid to recall the unbearable past, because it would make him have nightmares all night long, but he was more afraid of forgetting them all.

Unexpectedly, when he stopped at the expedition camp of Isness, he was taken to Haiti by the great swordsman Alvin.

He had never seen a dragon in his life. He heard that the great swordsman Alvin had found the remains of a frost dragon, so he wanted to see it with strong curiosity.

But he overlooked one thing. Any area where dragons are active is often accompanied by great danger.

The dry lips regained a little color under the warmth of the holy water.

When it got dark, they had to continue their journey, otherwise once the lich caught up, another elf warrior might die...

A faint black mist began to spread over the black sand, which meant that the lich was not far away from them.

Dark creatures like bean sprouts grew out of the sand. They were about one meter tall, with a main stem as thick as an arm and full of thorns. A magic eye larger than a coconut grew out of it. The eyeball had a lavender pupil, and countless golden rays spread outward around the pupil. The lens could be clearly seen under the cornea in front of the pupil. It kept looking around, looking for suspicious traces in the darkness.

Byron Thor only needed one arrow to shoot the magic eye, but he had to resist the urge to pull out the feather arrow, because as long as the magic eye was shot, the minions of the surrounding lich would rush over immediately.

They had paid a painful price for this...

Byron Thor got up from the sand pile, crouched and ran to the campfire.

The great swordsman Alvin here had put out the campfire with black sand, and all the elf warriors were ready to set off.

But at this moment, the originally faint dark purple smoke became thicker, and a shadow monster holding a sickle rushed out of the mist.

Behind it, some shadow demons continued to rush out of the black fog...

Alvin Great Swordsman immediately grasped the crystal sword, and a unicorn phantom appeared behind him, and then the phantom of the unicorn rushed into Alvin Great Swordsman's body. Then, a long virtual horn appeared on Alvin Great Swordsman's forehead, and his eyes instantly turned red. He jumped high and stabbed the shadow demon in front with the crystal sword in his hand.

A half-foot-long light blade flew out from the blade and directly penetrated the body of the shadow demon, splitting the shadow demon in half.

A group of elf warriors picked up their weapons and fought fiercely with these shadow demons.

Byron Thor cursed in a low voice, "What bad luck!"

He took off the longbow on his back, and the moment he pulled the bowstring, a phantom of a great elf archer who did the same thing as him appeared behind him.

Byron Thor shot an arrow, and the great elf archer added the breath of the wind element to the arrow...

There were quite a lot of shadow monsters rushing over from the opposite side, and Byron Thor launched a burst of rapid shooting at those shadow monsters, and some shadow monsters were hit on the forehead.

They needed to kill these shadow monsters as quickly as possible to prevent other lich minions from taking the opportunity to rush over.

This battle was a race against time, and all the elf warriors were doing their best...

The shadow monsters in the purple mist seemed to rush out continuously, and Alvin the Great Swordsman was surrounded by a layer of strong fighting spirit. While swinging his sword, some light blades kept flying out, smashing those shadow monsters.

After a quarter of an hour, the purple mist dissipated, and all the shadow monsters hidden in the purple mist were killed by Alvin the Great Swordsman and his men.

Alvin Great Swordsman had a new wound on his shoulder, and he was panting heavily because of the rapid consumption of physical strength.

Byron Thor collected the lost arrows on the battlefield. There were only the last three magic-breaking arrows left in his quiver, and the rest were some ordinary feather arrows.

In the dark land, arrows are difficult to replenish, and Byron Thor will cherish every arrow very much.

However, these recent battles were hastily fought, and they left in a hurry, resulting in most arrows being left on the battlefield.

There are not many arrows available for Byron Thor to use now.

Continuous fighting has caused the physical strength of this group of elf warriors to be severely consumed. Many elf warriors are extremely tired, but in this case they have to grit their teeth and insist on retreating...

"Byron. Let's go!"

Alvin Great Swordsman shouted to Byron Thor who was left behind from a distance.

Byron Thor quickly inserted the arrow in his hand into the quiver, and then trotted towards the team.

When we came here, we always walked down the slope. To return, we had to climb up the long gentle slope, which made it very difficult for the elf warriors to walk.

The sky in the dark land has completely darkened, which means that the dark creatures have entered the active period.

The number of dark creatures floating in the sky began to increase. All the elf warriors were wearing magic cloaks. They also had to avoid the magic eyes growing on the ground and escape from Haiti as quickly as possible.

The breath of the lich behind him became more and more obvious. Alvin the Great Swordsman kept urging the elf warriors to go faster. He looked behind him with some worry...

Many elves have died, and he really doesn't want any more elf warriors to fall on the road of escape.

In the darkness, a group of elf warriors rushed forward in panic.

The shadow of the lich lingered in the hearts of every elf warrior. Everyone was gritting their teeth and insisting on following the team to rush outside. Some elf warriors couldn't hold on and staggered and fell on the sand.

The elf sword dancers took the initiative to carry the elf warriors who couldn't walk, and everyone continued to run forward.

In the darkness, the pace of Alvin the Great Swordsman was gradually slowing down...

Byron Thor was the first to discover that something was wrong with Alvin the Great Swordsman. He suddenly stopped and turned to ask Alvin the Great Swordsman who was behind the team:

"Alvin, what do you want to do?"

Alvin the Great Swordsman avoided other elf warriors, approached Byron Thor, and said in a low voice:

"It is about to catch up. We can't outrun it now, so someone must stand up to stop it. I must do this. You and everyone else run quickly. I bet this lich will not leave the territory. As long as we leave Haiti, everyone will be safe."

Even if Alvin the Great Swordsman didn't say it, Byron Thor knew that he was planning to do this...

The two have been friends for many years, and he still knows Alvin the Great Swordsman very well.

"Or we can go back and try..."

Byron Thor's eyes revealed a fierce murderous aura, but he was interrupted by the great swordsman Alvin:

"Don't dream, we can't beat the lich in our current state."

The breath of the lich behind him became clearer and clearer.

A feeling of powerlessness and despair surged in Byron Thor's heart again...

In a trance, he seemed to pick up a memory that he had deliberately forgotten: it was also a dark land, and the dark demons also broke into the expeditionary camp. They also fled back along the expeditionary road, and those companions said the same thing to him.

'It is about to catch up, and we can't outrun it now. '

'Byron, you run the fastest, as long as you run to Brinniya, you will be safe'

'You must come back alive, and our family will be in your hands. '

In the past few years since Byron Thor returned to the Elf Continent, he has always felt that he has become a deserter on the battlefield.

The elf warrior running in the front suddenly stopped.

In the endless darkness, a traveler wearing a magic cloak suddenly appeared in front of them. She lowered her head and walked on the sand.

She was still far away, and she was walking very slowly, but in just a few steps, she came to everyone...

Alvin the Great Swordsman passed everyone and ran to the front. He saw the unique costume of the elf magician, and the elf magician exuded a strong breath of space elements.

Alvin the Great Swordsman was about to come forward to talk, but he saw the elf magician opened the hood covering his head, revealing a beautiful face.

The unique beauty of the Silver Moon Elves was fully displayed on her...

"Alvin, why are you here?"

The voice was extremely soft, and the familiar face made Alvin the Great Swordsman stunned...

"Master Magister Jonas, why are you here too? It's great to see you. We are being chased by a lich..."

Alvin the Great Swordsman quickly talked about the troubles he encountered.

As Magister Jonas listened, he frowned, glanced forward, and asked:

"Have you seen the lich?"

"Yes!"

Great Swordsman Alvin answered honestly.

When the elf warriors heard Great Swordsman Alvin call the beautiful Silver Moon Elf Lady in front of them "Mage", they knew that the other party was a third-turn master, and they all gathered around.

Mage Jonas actually wanted to walk forward and observe the lich hidden in the black fog from a close distance, but seeing so many wounded and tired elf warriors, he had to give up the idea of ​​continuing to explore the lich.

She didn't say much, and directly took out a magic scroll from her magic waist bag. After tearing open the magic scroll, Jonas opened a portal with a short spell.

This portal looks no different from the wooden door of the cabin, and there are even exquisite carvings on the wooden door.

Mage Jonas held the handle of the wooden door and pushed it gently, and the wooden door was pushed open by her.

There was also a hint of darkness on the other side of the wooden door. Mage Jonas walked into the wooden door and said:

"Follow me..."

After Mage Jonas disappeared into the wooden door, Great Swordsman Alvin followed and walked in.

A group of elf warriors walked into the wooden door...

...

In fact, Roy couldn't understand why the Great Mage Opeia, a second-level strongman, targeted him.

Aren't the great magicians usually very busy? Roy thought silently in his heart.

Not only do they have to study magic, but they also have to practice advanced magic and meditate every day. There are so many things to do every day that they always lock themselves in the magic tower and practice carefully...

Obviously, this great magician Opeia knows how to live better. Maybe she wants to make this trip more interesting.

But Roy doesn't appreciate this kind of Silver Moon Elf romance, so he would rather lock himself in the grocery room under the stairs than sit on the sofa in the lounge area on the second floor.

After entering Haiti, the magicians suddenly became busy, and the great magicians could only stay in the magic wooden house.

Everyone sat around in the lounge area on the second floor and chatted. Usually, Grams would introduce the characteristics of various dark creatures...

'Knock knock knock'

There was a knock on the door. Roy looked outside through the crack in the door and found that it was Leah standing at the stairs, so he pushed the door open.

"Liya, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Roy thought that Alice was uncomfortable again, and asked while putting on his shoes.

"I heard from them that you didn't have breakfast. Here's this."

Leah handed Roy a plate of breadfruit with a thick layer of jam on it, which looked very appetizing.

Roy took it and said "thank you".

The utility room under the stairs was very small, so there was no way to invite Leah to sit in, so Leah could only stand at the door.

After more than three weeks of recuperation, Leah's face looked noticeably rounder.

Roy casually talked about the first time he met Leah at the Isnes Expeditionary Force camp, and said that he took a wooden sculpture from Leah's stall. Leah just smiled with her mouth covered. She tried to cater to Roy's topic, but she didn't know what to talk about...