After the scum attack, I killed the system again

Pale white with a bit of scarlet thick paste flowed out from the hole where the sword tip was retracted, while the knight who was pierced through the eyebrows and skull by a sword had a creepy serenity and calmness on his face, which was even more frightening. Yes, the knight who just killed his companion was actually peaceful and even envious.

Although Ling Xiaxing knew from the beginning that it would become like this, but being clear doesn't mean that he can accept it, and it doesn't mean that he won't have any emotions when he sees it.

Looking at the glaring wounds and the neatly arranged corpses by his companions, Ling Xiaxing felt a sense of discomfort from the bottom of his heart, and even felt a faint rolling sensation in his stomach.

In this environment, Ling Xiaxing couldn't help but feel a little self-deprecating about his hypocritical reaction. If the team leader sees his attitude, he will definitely feel very disappointed. He has obviously experienced more disgusting and extreme scenes, and he has adapted to it. For such a long time, I still feel uncomfortable in other people's memory fragments, which is really embarrassing.

Ling Xiaxing, who tried his best to ignore his own senses, didn't know if the self-suggestion was successful, or if the gaze away had an effect, but he didn't continue to feel uncomfortable. After looking around for a while and feeling much better, he turned himself on again. His eyes turned to the stacked corpses of the knights.

The pile of corpses at this moment is a little different from before, and there are more fragmented corpses on it, obviously the dead knights who were torn to pieces by the magic puppets in the previous battle.

Ling Xiaxing once again felt his body get up involuntarily. He bowed deeply to the high pile of corpses, and the other knights of the knight order also bowed in unison after him. At this moment, the breath of fire and blood in the temple seemed to have faded a lot, leaving only a faint sense of tranquility.

The brown-haired knight walked to his side, and spoke again, his tone could not help but carry a bit of sadness, even if he knew that the dead brothers would ascend to the kingdom of my god, but parting is always unavoidable. Feeling sad, not to mention that many of the people he knew had wives.

He said: "Leader, let's start, light the holy fire, and send everyone to the kingdom of my god."

Ling Xiaxing nodded stiffly, and then he uncontrollably took out a transparent glass bottle from the silver armor pocket on his chest. The bottle was not very big, but a silver flower was quietly burning inside it. Gray flame, no flame retardant, it just floats in the empty glass bottle and jumps quietly with fireworks.

Ling Xiaxing's fingers covered with silver armor pinched and blocked the mouth of the bottle very precisely, the exquisite silver cork, this action seemed to have been rehearsed countless times, and it seemed to have been done countless times.

Then he tilted the bottle body slightly, and one of the flames slid out of the bottle meekly, and landed on the silver armor of the dead knight.

It stands to reason that such a small flame could not have burned so many knight corpses, but at the moment it touched the silver armor, the originally docile and quiet silver-gray flame suddenly exploded.

The soaring flames quickly enveloped the corpses of the knights one by one, and the corpses full of water couldn't stop its fireworks, it only took a few breaths.

It enveloped all the corpses of the knights. This miraculous scene made Ling Xiaxing take a step back involuntarily, as if he was afraid and unbelievable, and it was more likely that he was afraid that the fiercely burning flames that were stained with silver armor would be careless. It was stained with the armor on his body, after all, he was also wearing this silver-white armor at this time.

But Ling Xiaxing can be sure of one thing, this flame is not hot at all, or in other words, this flame does not seem to be burning in this world, there is no sound of burning, and there is no heat of burning, and it should even burn the body. And there is no smell.

It's just that after enveloping all the knights, it became quiet again, dancing quietly with fireworks.

After Ling Xiaxing cautiously walked away for a certain distance, he began to observe the mass of silver flames and the burning corpse of the knight wrapped up by him.

With his excellent eyesight, he can naturally see that the corpse wrapped in flames is still rosy, and even the dirt that was originally stained on the face has been licked off by the flames. This is actually the illusion that this is not a flame but a high-power washing machine.

But this was just an illusion, Ling Xiaxing soon discovered the traces of flames burning, the corpse did not turn into a mass of charred black and smelly toner, but gradually became transparent.

Ling Xiaxing thought it was his own illusion, quickly looked at the whole 'mountain of corpses' again, and confirmed again that it was not an illusion, even though Ling Xiaxing observed that the corpse at the bottom was the first to touch the flames, But it doesn't 'burn' faster than the corpse above.

The corpse at the top was almost transparent, and the corpse that Ling Xiaxing was staring at originally could slightly see the color behind it, which is why Ling Xiaxing didn't realize the effect of burning the corpse at all at first.

At this time, the brown-haired knight standing aside spoke again, and said in a dreamlike and fascinated tone: "The flame of my god accepted them, and they are all the knights that my god admires the most."

This fascinated and dreamy tone made Ling Xiaxing feel chills in his heart. He wanted to ask something, wanted to say something, but couldn't do it, and couldn't even turn his head to look at his expression, so he could only be silent. He looked at the corpses that became more and more transparent as they burned.

As expected at this moment, Ling Xiaxing had undergone several years of mental training, and finally realized something was wrong, but he chose to be silent at first, but he had no way to resist immediately, he could only stare at the silver flame, The corpses were burnt clean, and finally shrunk to their original size.

Only then did he feel his body moving again. Ling Xia walked closer and turned into a small ball of silver-gray flame again. He aimed the bottle at it. It didn't resist at all, and it wasn't like just now. That seemed to have a crazy interest in Yinjia, and was meekly put into a glass bottle by Ling Xiaxing.

Ling Xia put the exquisite silver cork back on the bottle, and then put the small glass bottle back into his secret pocket, and finally spoke: "Get ready to go, according to the task sent by my god, the front The spar not far away is the key magic circle to open the next door, and our time is running out."

Listening to his words, the scattered team gathered again and reorganized into the most commonly used formation in the knight order.

But recalling the voice just now, Ling Xiaxing knew that the battle was far from over, and he wouldn't even let him have a moment to breathe, but he didn't say anything.

Not only because he shouldn't be doing it now, but because there's nothing he can say.

But Ling Xiaxing knew that he still had time to resist, right in the crystal in front of him.

The spar was a beautiful ice blue, and there was even a faint palm print on it, as if tempting knights or adventurers who broke into the temple to do something.

It was originally a very obvious and clumsy trap, but the knights who didn't know what information thought it was the opening of the next door didn't have the slightest doubt. They just thought it was a part of anti-reconnaissance and trusted this information very much. They quietly looked at Ling Xiaxing who was walking towards the spar.

Ling Xiaxing tried to resist, but it didn't work, his heart sank, his bad premonition really came true at this moment.

The voice appeared again, and at this moment it no longer concealed anything, it said: "Outsider, are you also laughing at my stupidity? Are you also surprised by my discomfort just now? "

It...or it can be said that Carlton laughed, this is the first time he laughed, but he didn't have any joy, but was full of madness and anger: "Yeah, I was obviously afraid of this The behavior of forcibly killing my companions, even repelling the divine fire, I was terrified when I watched it burn my brothers. Isn't it ridiculous? As the most loyal head of the Knights of the God of Light, I actually do this Fear of the traditions that the church has always had."

Ling Xiaxing wanted to say something, but couldn't say it, he could only watch himself approaching the spar step by step, listening to Carlton's crazy laughter.

"Now I am also laughing at my stupidity. I stupidly believed that information from an unknown source and killed my companion." Carlton continued.

And Ling Xiaxing's palm also met the shallow palm print, the originally quiet and motionless spar lit up, Ling Xiaxing...or maybe Carlton's body felt uneasy and guilty, but Looking at his companion with admiring eyes behind him made him unable to move.

Then his uneasiness turned into reality, countless icicles rose from the ground, piercing through the defenseless knights one by one, their pitiful appearance was like a bunch of defenseless meat.

And Carlton faced the most terrifying scene. His right hand was sucked by the shallow palm print, and he couldn't pull it back no matter how he pulled it out, but a bright icicle grew out of the spar. Carlton stabbed fiercely at Carlton's abdomen, which was only covered with a layer of soft armor.

Carlton rolled sideways in embarrassment, narrowly avoiding this attack, but his trapped palm made him unable to get away.

At this moment, the spar light was slightly introverted, this time it wasn't Carlton's body that gave Ling Xiaxing a sense of uneasiness, but Ling Xiaxing himself felt an uneasiness so intense that he couldn't ignore it.