Praise of the Light to the Dark Knight

The figure of the devil clearly appeared from the door. In this battle, the living side was already outnumbered, and now it was even worse. Except for the Elf Fallen Star, almost all of them showed a look of despair on their faces, even Phil. Almost unable to hold his huge sword, he had to put his most trusted comrade-in-arms on the ground as a crutch.

However, their heroic expressions were not yet in place, and suddenly they heard a loud shout from behind:

"Close your eyes!"

At the same time, Et Gaya was like a black whirlwind. Accompanied by his loud reminder, he himself had rushed straight towards the demon. Even before everyone had time to see what the demon looked like, they heard the reminder and subconsciously shut down. The next moment, a brilliant light shines from behind them, engulfing every corner of the audience in an instant.

Even if you close your eyes, you can feel the hot light in front of your eyes, and the thin eyelids can hardly resist it. With your eyes closed, it feels like the daytime at noon, as if someone kidnapped the sun here, and even the skin feels a slight tingle burning -

The living are all uncomfortable by the intense light, not to mention the dead people all over the ground.

All the undead creatures around screamed in unison, which can almost be organized into an encyclopedia of howling. Wherever the holy light passed, the low-level undead creatures burned with golden flames all over their bodies, and the screams were all made by the higher-level ones. , Those low-level skeletons burned to ashes in just a second or two, high-level undead creatures can still linger in such a majestic holy light for a while, but this will be more painful, the flames ignited by the holy light will kill them souls are melted together.

Chris also let out a short scream, and then covered his mouth and made a muffled voice: "I want to talk, and the Holy Light scalds my tongue!"

The light faded slowly, the ground was littered with wreckage, and the flames on the undead creatures were not extinguished. The hall became resplendent and golden, with golden flames burning everywhere. There were still mottled images left by the strong light in front of the eyes of several living people. The elf's eyesight is more sensitive, so Fallen Star rubbed his eyes uncomfortably.

There will be no second person who created this terrifying light. Everyone hurriedly turned around and saw Yalan at the top of the stairs at the end of the hall. After the holy light was extinguished, he grabbed the handrail of the stairs. Charge, rush over and grab his arm, otherwise even if you hold on to the handrail, he will fall headfirst.

Chris also rushed over and screamed: "I knew it, you luminous priests are too scary, this is hurting one thousand enemies and eight hundred, my eyes and tongue! Thanks to Mr. Knight reminding us to close our eyes, otherwise all of you will be killed." Blind!" As he spoke, he stuck out his tongue, showing the surface of his tongue that had just been scorched red.

Everyone rushed over, the priest and knight appeared too timely, it was almost like saving their lives, preventing them from being torn to pieces by the army of undead. At this moment, although Yalan had put away the holy light, in the eyes of everyone, he was almost still alive. Like a bright halo.

Yalan was supported by Phil and Falling Star from left to right, took a few breaths before she could speak: "Sorry, you can only use the natural healing technique yourself."

"I won't!" Druid puffed up his chest as a matter of course, and seeing everyone staring at him, he said confidently: "Our mage doesn't know arcane magic, and I don't know how to heal naturally, so it's not worth making a fuss about."

Falling Star interrupted him, exclaiming: "I have never seen such a strong holy light, even the living can feel the heat, how did you do it?" The elf is more sensitive, not only his eyes are very uncomfortable, his The skin was slightly reddened by the heat, as if it had just been soaked in superheated water.

"This is just a very basic divine spell of light called Holy Light Storm. It's just a simple spell that can release a lot of holy light at once."

Anlei immediately exclaimed: "Aren't you talking about the holy light spell? Most priests use this spell to emit light to create an atmosphere!"

So pure light can emit light that can even burn a living person?What kind of priest is this!

Everyone gasped, and Chris, the only one who knew the truth, was triumphant: "Look at what I said, the luminous priest is terrible."

"You... are too crazy!" A gloomy and cold female voice suddenly came from a high place, and this sarcasm at each other finally aroused the anger of the tower owner.

On the high throne, two death knights pounced on the hostess, using their dead and decayed bodies to form a meat shield, blocking the impact of the holy light for their master, but after this blow, the two death knights were powerless to fight again , although undead creatures have the bonus of being brave and not afraid of any pain, but the holy light is different. This is the nemesis of all undead. Like the vast majority of undead creatures in the world, lying on the ground, tortured by the pain caused by the burning soul of the holy light, they could only wail.

The female necromancer pushed away her death knight and stood on the high platform, looking down at Yalan with deep-seated hatred. Her bony staff was haunted by a purple-black spell, but she hadn't released it yet, pointing at Yalan. Lan: "It's you, it must be you...killed my daughter!"

The people who were originally nervous were stunned again. Yalan was temporarily weak after releasing a large amount of holy light, so they protected him in the center. When the necromancer asked, everyone turned to look at Yalan in surprise: "Your enemy?"

Yalan herself was even more confused: "I don't know her."

"I don't know you killed her daughter?" Luo Xing asked suspiciously.

Yalan was even more puzzled: "Who is her daughter?"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa that's enough! You...you...' The power was gathering around her, and the few intruders on the ground were actually talking nonsense while destroying everything she had worked so hard for, which made all her sanity tend to disappear.

"Now it's my turn!" She shouted hoarsely, "You all stay and become a member of my undead army!"

The purple crystal in her hand shone brightly again.

"Crystal, break the crystal! That's her magic weapon to open the demon's door!"

In the hall, there is a stronger power of demons. As the name suggests, the fear of demons is formed by their own coercion, which is a terrifying force that can tear people's hearts and gallbladders. Falling Star took the lead in attacking, but that kind of fear made him hit with every shot All the sharp arrows lost their aim.

Yalan gently pushed away Phil who was supporting him, held the holy sword in front of his chest with both hands, and chanted softly.

He said: "Forward, there is no fear, only glory."

With the magic of Yalan, the power of fearing demons seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier. Everyone felt an exhilarating feeling, like the sweet spring sprinkled on the withered soil, Phil felt the power return to every muscle, His sword was as light as usual, he gave a loud shout, and took the lead in charging. The necromancer screamed and disappeared with a puff. At the same time, he appeared in another direction. The black curse did not attack the soldiers, but pointed to the center of the team Yalan.

She is very clear, because the addition of this priest has rekindled the fighting spirit of the already exhausted team.

The frenzied brown bear appeared again and stood up completely. The black curse hit the giant bear's belly, but Chris raised his head and roared, and in the blink of an eye, Yalan had cleared the curse.

The necromancer was furious, and was about to continue singing, but suddenly there was a bright light in front of his eyes, and the necromancer who was shaken upright covered his eyes and yelled, not daring to stay where he was, and immediately flew into the air with the flying technique, urging only The remaining undead creatures protect themselves, but unfortunately the effect is limited.

Anlei was surprised again while throwing the fireball: "Can you still use Holy Light?"

"There's not much left, I really can only shine now." Yalan also teased herself.

"Dharma God, who said that priests have no fighting power? I have never seen such a trick of blinding people with holy light!" Although Anlei screamed, her gestures were perfectly smooth, and the howling fireballs chased after each other. Facing the necromancer in the air, he pressed on step by step.

Due to the momentary blindness, the Necromancer's evasion became panicked, Falling Star suddenly jumped high, and his longbow was fully drawn again, this time he didn't nock an arrow, he only shouted: "Yalan!"

Yalan raised his hand, and the only remaining holy light condensed into an arrow of light on the bowstring. At the same time, the light green natural power like a bud on the fingertips of the falling star melted into the arrow of holy light. Phil saw At the right time, he let out a roar louder than a brown bear, swung his giant sword, jumped high, and slapped the necromancer in the face.

The necromancer's flying technique seems to be half-baked, and I don't know if it's because he can't see it. In short, Phil's shot was originally going to hit the necromancer with the sound of falling stars, but he didn't expect to hit the necromancer directly, knocking her out of the air. landed.

This blow was not light, Phil is a heavy armored warrior, his overweight sword is actually not sharp, the main damage came from being hit with a broadsword by a heavy armored warrior with amazing arms, and the necromancer who fell to the ground lived up to everyone's expectations. A mouthful of blood came out, but the purple spar didn't fall along with it, but floated in the air, spinning on its own, connecting with the magic gate that summoned demons.

This is better than the effect of hitting east and west. Falling Star let go of the bowstring with a loud shout. A spar floating in the air alone is much easier to shoot than being held in the hands of a necromancer. Any accidental crushing of the spar.

boom--

The two forces in the air collided, causing a shock wave like a mountain roar and a tsunami. Before the necromancer had time to get up, he was blown away again, spraying blood all the way and hitting a pillar, rolling down to the ground like a broken sack.

Phil stabbed his foot with a big sword so that he didn't get knocked into the air together, but he was caught off guard and suffered some internal injuries, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The crowd huddled together and hid behind Anleil. The mage used the fastest gestures and incantations in her life, both pronged, and a flame shield firmly blocked the front.

The aftermath of the explosion hadn't dissipated completely, Phil immediately drew his sword and chased after him regardless of his injuries, Yalan hurriedly shouted behind him: "Stop! Don't kill her!"

The undead mage who had room for fatigue vomited blood miserably, but smiled: "Do you think that you have won? Priest, do you still have the holy light? You can try to blind the devil's eyes!"

Although the demon summoning gate had disappeared with the crystal burst, the demon that had just been summoned would not disappear.

But Yalan showed a brighter and more sincere smile, and said, "Ma'am, didn't you realize that even after we fought for so long, your demons didn't get involved?"

Hearing these words, everyone, including the Necromancer, turned their heads in astonishment. In the farther part of the hall, Etjaye walked out from behind a pillar with a sword in his hand, arranging his curly long hair. Looking at him, the knight gracefully turned sideways, revealing a blurry mass on the ground.

The necromancer screamed, seemingly collapsing.

Etgaya didn't know whether it was real doubt or fake doubt. Anyway, he looked at the struggling necromancer with an innocent expression, pointed at the lump of unknown flesh, and asked, "Well, I'm sorry, its eyes might have been cut off by me. I can't find it anymore, why don't you summon another one, and then I don't do it, let our priest try to see if he can shake the blind?"