God seal

"Berthian Olivier."

"Master Olivier."

"teacher!"

In the dark narrow passage, the figure called by everyone walked forward, as if there was nothing worthy of his nostalgia.

Until someone yelled softly behind.

"...Bethian."

The sleeves of the robe fluttered, and the mage turned around upon hearing the words, but revealed a strange face.Those golden eyes, which were as bright as the hair color, looked over emotionlessly.

……

Iranpur, night, brightly lit.

When the royal mage group of the Temple of Light and the mages of the light of the sage lit up the street lamps on the streets of the Holy City one by one, Iranpur became the most dazzling pearl lit on the shore of the White Sea.

Although "Magic Addiction" is raging across the mainland, it is out of reach for the residents of the Holy City.They may leave some insignificant sighs after hearing the unfortunate news of another occupied area, but it will not affect their lives.

It can be said that in the entire continent, only the residents in the holy city are still enjoying a life without worrying about food and clothing, without worrying about their lives.

People attributed this to the blessings of Tui, and were grateful for it.

In the inner city, between the seat of the gods.

Yvonne came back in a hurry, before he was clean, he went to the Holy One to plead guilty.After hearing his narration, the sage of light sighed from afar.

"These variables can't be blamed on you, it's our lack of preparation."

"Lord Saint!" Yvonne said, "Now that God's presence has failed, will it affect our future actions?"

The holy man thought for a while, and said: "According to my original judgment, Sarandir should be the only one whose body is strong enough to withstand the presence of the god of Duyi. Now the god descended on Bethian and failed, but his body collapsed, although it will not affect the overall situation. , but I can't help but have some doubts."

Yvonne agreed, "It's Bossian who has been holding back all this time, and that's why he saw the needle."

"But—" the saint said, "No matter how strong Bothian is, he is still just a mortal. His physical strength is completely different from that of Sarandir. I wonder why God's presence will succeed on him .”

Yvonne frowned: "Shenlin failed in the end, isn't it because Boxien's body is weak and can't bear Du Yi's strong spirit?"

The saint was silent for a while, then shook his head: "Shen Linyuan is not as simple as you think, and there is not enough compatibility. Even if it is me, it is impossible... Forget it, let's not mention these."

He looked at Yvonne again, "Where is Sarandir now?"

"It should still be near the Great Rift Valley." Yvonne said a little worriedly, "He is fully aware of our plan, and I am worried that he will be against us."

"It's for sure." The Holy One of Light sighed deeply, "I understand his temper. He must have been thinking about how to repay him tenfold when we plotted against him this time."

"Isn't that—" Yvonne's face was gloomy.

"Since we embarked on this road, don't we already know that it is destined to be rough and rough?" The saint read a letter silently to the tall statue of Duyi in front of him, "Think about your brothers, think about the number of people in this city. 10 people, and tens of millions of lives on the entire continent. Yvonne, do we still have time to fear these enemies?"

Yvonne's eyes were clear and his expression was determined, "No. For you, for Du Yi."

"Okay, tomorrow, let's make that news public."

The saint made the last decision, thinking that doing so would undoubtedly be a desperate way to retreat, he suddenly thought of Bethien who had no hesitation to replace him with his own body.How much perseverance and will are needed to make such a decision that cannot be regretted.The believers of the God of Light are for their own beliefs.But Bethian, what is he for?

Sel suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the black curtain above his head—the starry sky without a single star.They hadn't seen a star since they came near the Devil's Abyss.

Searle had a long-lost dream.However, after waking up, he couldn't remember the content of the dream, only a vague feeling of being blocked in his chest.

In order not to attract demons and beasts, the elves and Pegasus knights did not light the bonfire when they slept in the open.Therefore, on this starless night, the brightest light under the night is actually only those firefly bugs, and the transparent vial with a shimmering light on Searle's chest.

Searle touched the vial in his arms, and remembered that it was Bethien's last words.Now, he has mixed feelings about this cunning and deep mage, and it's hard to say what he likes or dislikes.Like the Saint of Light, Searle didn't understand why Bosian would do this.

Why am I thinking about him again?

Searle reflected on himself.

No matter what kind of person he is, it has nothing to do with me.Moreover, he indirectly killed so many compatriots, and he cannot be said to be completely innocent.

But he died for you after all.

For what purpose can a man lay down his life for another?

When Searle was at war between heaven and man, the silent night was broken by a scream.

"what happened?"

Not wanting to cause any more trouble, Searle walked towards the place where the noise came from.

The cause of the commotion was a young Pegasus rider, also an orc.The nature of the orc and the bloodiness of the young made him and his companions unable to endure the days of silence.So tonight, these young people took advantage of the darkness and planned to go out for an adventure.

"Berlin fell, no, he was pulled down!" said the Pegasus rider, "We were just going to stand around this crack to investigate, and we didn't plan to really go down. It was an accident."

Polis said angrily, "Do you know what this place is? How dare you rush in? Accident? When you are away from home, believe it or not, because of your negligence, an accident can wipe out our entire army!"

Several Pegasus knights who got into trouble were downcast and didn't dare to argue.

Searle came over at this moment.

"You're here." Polis waved to him, "Look at the good things these brats have done. Not only are they missing now, but I don't know if they have caused any serious trouble."

They were on the edge of the devil's abyss at this time, and Searle glanced at the bottomless gap.

"Where's the Pegasus? Why didn't they return with the missing person?"

"We fell down together." A troublemaker said, "It's just a matter of a moment. I don't know what's under this cliff. Even the Pegasus can't fly up. We only saw a dark shadow."

Polis' face changed, "Could it be a demon?"

Searle also almost understood at this time that this disappearance was by no means an accident, but that some kind of creature under the abyss was spying on them.As for whether it is a demon or not, it cannot be judged lightly.

However, since the creature still knew how to avoid them during the day, and took the opportunity to quietly capture a person at night, at least it was intelligent, and the operation would never end there.

Serge thought about it and waved to Polis.

The disappearance incident seems to have disappeared in the end.

A Pegasus knight is not a big shot after all, except for his companions who are sad about it, no one else has the energy to take care of this nosy business at this time.

Security and patrols were stepped up in the temporary camp, however, everything calmed down soon.

The shadow in the darkness stared at the camp from afar, seeming a little confused and a little proud.Seeing that this group of people seemed to be "helpless" against him, it acted again in the dark.

This time the target was an elf acting alone.

The black shadow watched quietly in the dark until the elf broke away from the main force and walked to the edge of the crack unknowingly. It excitedly ground its fangs, and because it was too excited, it swung its tail on the stone platform and let out a yell. There is a crisp "pop" sound.This seemed to have caught the elf's attention. The other party glanced this way, turned around and planned to leave.

Now it is in a hurry, how can it let the prey escape in vain!Almost at the moment when the elf turned around, it used its tail to use its strength to shoot out from under the crack like a sharp arrow, and its sharp fangs and nails pierced towards the elf's most vulnerable throat.

The elf didn't notice.

Its hunt is about to succeed!

However, the moment the cold arm touched the white skin, an unprecedented sense of crisis rose from the spine.It subconsciously wanted to escape, but it was too late.

After a whirlwind, it was thrown on the ground hard and stared at it.At the same time, people lurking in other places surrounded them one after another, asking in surprise, "What kind of monster is this?"

The whole body of the monster pressed to the ground was pitch black, only a pair of eyes and teeth showing white.Its mouth is full of dense fangs, like sawtooth.And there is a greasy tail behind it, which is constantly fluttering at this time.

Even Searle was silent for a long time when he saw such an ugly monster.

After a long time, he said, "This should be... a mermaid."

"Mermaid?!"

Everyone looked at the ugly monster, and it was Polis who spoke out first.

"It is said that mermaids are as beautiful as elves, but this guy... is so ugly."

It's not so much a mermaid as a mutated sea monster!

But at this time, the mermaid who was caught by Seir's design didn't care about his situation at all.Because at this time, everyone gathered around and turned on the lights.He happened to see the appearance of the silver-haired elf in front of him clearly.

The people around only heard a few strange screams from the ugly monster's throat. The next moment, Searle was tripped by him with his fish tail, and the monster jumped on him, wanting to lick Searle's silver hair.

The elves were angry, and so was Polis.

He went up and grabbed the ungrateful fish.

"I must kill you and make grilled fish today!"