Praise of the Light to the Dark Knight

But Yalan didn't cooperate, he said: "No, I've almost run out of holy light now, so I can't summon anymore."

Et Gaya is as good as a stream: "Okay, then I won't call."

An Leier interjected from the side: "It's as if you can summon her if you let her summon her. Her crystal is broken, and she can no longer summon demons, unless she sells her soul and sets up a magic circle to use a serious demon summoning." spell, summoned directly from the abyss."

"It could be another kind of..."

The necromancer was still lying on the ground in misery, but the spellcasters who came to attack her started a serious discussion about how to summon demons. She grabbed her blood-stained staff and twisted her five fingers so hard.

However, the few people who were discussing in full swing did not really relax their vigilance. When facing the supernatural powers of undead and demons, they just used this kind of joking and teasing each other to try to dilute the pressure they faced. Now she Just about to fight desperately, everyone immediately became vigilant again.

Then she suddenly saw the knight who picked a big demon from the list and took something out of his pocket.

"You just kept saying that we killed your daughter. Except for this guy, we didn't see another woman or something that was a woman in life." Atgaya sneered, and his fingertips casually held A rib, fingers nimbly playing with that thin bone, and even the knight pretended to pick the gemstone on it, as if estimating the price.

The female necromancer on the ground let out a mournful cry, and for the first time showed an expression other than vicious and threatening.

"You made your own daughter into a banshee?" Elf Falling Star showed an expression of both astonishment and disgust. Elf seldom have such obvious emotional expressions. His expression made the necromancer cry directly.

Death banshees are actually undead creatures lower than liches. They have complete consciousness, but unlike liches, they are mostly ordinary women with little ability in life, but because they still have strong obsession or resentment after death, their souls are destroyed. Torture, if there are necromancers who use their magic to help these unwilling women become undead creatures, they will be very useful cannon fodder, using the power generated by their obsession, it is better than unconscious low-level undead creatures, and Unlike the high-level lich, who is too powerful and may attack the master at any time.

The banshee who was easily beheaded had to be stunned for a long time before remembering to use spells when facing Et Gaya. She had no sense of fighting at all, and even used to be a lady in the boudoir like a noble lady.She is inlaid with many strengthening gems that high-level liches don't necessarily have, but she has no "death", and she doesn't even have much resentment on her body, just because she is her master's biological daughter.

With all these things, the female mage Anleil in the team was about to sympathize with the enemy almost immediately, but facing the painful tears of the necromancer, the Priest of Light, who should be the most merciful, was as cold as ice.

Yalan looked at her with eyes far more ruthless than Et Gaya's. He said: "You are just selfish. In order to fulfill your so-called 'maternal love', you turned your daughter into a banshee cruelly. If you really think about her a little bit, you should let her rest in peace, instead of wandering between life and death forever, neither life nor death, and the soul is always tortured!"

"What do you know! A priest who is full of benevolent lies of the God of Light all day long and has never seen anything, what do you know!" The woman screamed hysterically at him, "Her life hasn't started yet, just How could I be willing to let her end like this if she died for nothing because of those imperial plots!"

She struggled to get up, but Yalan raised her hand suddenly, and a mutilated body of a banshee fell to his feet with a bang. A ball of golden flame was raised in the priest's hand, and the flame reflected his expressionless face. His face looked solemn and solemn.

"Don't move, or you won't even be able to keep her body."

The woman was stunned by this scene, and sat there, holding her head in her hands: "You—you liar! You—" She looked at the sacred fire a few meters away from her beloved daughter with horrified eyes. It was less than a centimeter, and under the radiance of the holy light, the banshee's mutilated body slightly emitted green smoke.

Holding the holy light, Yalan chuckled lightly: "What you said just now, my mouth is full of lies from the God of Light."

"No, please, don't, don't burn it!" The woman shook her head again and again, with tears streaming down her face, she threw away her staff and let it go far away.

Yalan gave Et Gaya a look, the knight took out a bundle of rope from his pocket, walked to the necromancer, and lifted her up, the strong hemp rope was wrapped around her body a few times, especially around the woman's hands , and even Atgaya separated the woman's fingers, threaded the rope through each finger, and fixed it so that even a little finger could not move.

"How many mages have you tied up with this technique?" Anleil was amazed, Etgaya was extremely skilled in dealing with spellcasters. He fixed the mage's fingers with a rope so that the mage could not use gestures Cast spells, and keep your mouth shut when the time comes, unless it is a super-class archmage who can directly mobilize elements with spiritual power, but such a super-class archmage will never go out to do evil and be tied up by others.

Yalan put away his flame of holy light, it wasn't a lie, he really had only the last bit of strength left, he was so exhausted that he had to ask Chris beside him to help him.

"I don't want to know your story. Maybe you can keep it for the judge, but no matter what, it can't be your reason for killing innocent people. Maybe you have suffered before, but when you transfer the harm to more When you are more innocent, you are no longer a victim, you are a sinner."

After Yalan finished speaking, she raised the holy sword, and the tip of the sword drew a symbol of the God of Light in the air. The symbol fell on her chest mercilessly under the panicked eyes of the necromancer, who was overwhelmed by the fiery light It was so hot that it let out a hoarse cry, but the holy light only formed a prison.

"I will not take your life, nor will you burn your daughter hastily. You can rest assured that I will purify her and pray for her, and you will receive a fair trial in the temple."

The battle on the high tower is over, but there are still many troubles in the follow-up. Yalan handed over his temple badge to two mercenaries, and asked them to escort the necromancer to the temple in the city first, and let the temple report For the central hall, there are indeed many secrets about this necromancer that need to be investigated.

Falling Star, a rare enthusiastic elf, volunteered to help with the escort.

After they left, Chris found that Et Gaya had snatched Yalan away at some point. He was the one who supported the priest, but now Et Gaya hugged him directly by the waist and was asking for his warmth.

However, Chris secretly laughed at Et Gaya again viciously, hey, what you are holding in your arms is an elf, the kind of elf who is indifferent to your little ambiguity and is as cold as a stone!

"Mr. Chris."

Just as he was distracted, the cold stone priest suddenly called him, "Mr. Chris, have you seen this method of summoning demons before?"

"Heaven and earth conscience, I am a natural spellcaster. Have you ever heard of druids summoning demons? Even if druids are depraved, they will not provoke disgusting things like demons!" Chris glanced at the demon with contempt. "Only psychopathic mages can summon demons, or warlocks with demon blood in their bodies."

"It's very rare. Demons haven't appeared on the mainland for many years, mages are very well restrained by the academy, and blood warlocks have also disappeared for many years." Yalan regained some strength, and he wanted to go over to see the demons , but Etjaye insisted on supporting him, so the two of them came to the corpse together, "I didn't feel the summoning contract, this is not a demon summoned by normal spells."

Chris nodded: "Wild devil."

Et Gaya couldn't help laughing: "Why, demons also have domesticated ones?"

The Druid cut his eyes and rolled his eyes: "Ignorant knight, demons are creatures that are completely opposite to the creatures in the Diana continent. They use all the qualities that we normal people think are ugly as virtues, understand?"

Yalan continued: "Therefore, some scholars who study demons pointed out that demons are likely to be creatures that God failed to create when the first world was born, but the two gods of light and darkness who created the world did not destroy demons, they left This kind of species, but they are isolated from the world of Diana, they are sealed in the endless abyss, and scholars call that plane the demon world for short."

If demons want to come to the world, they must make a contract with the summoner, otherwise they cannot pass through the barrier of gods between the two worlds.

"Most of the demons who make trouble are summoned, so they are bound by contract."

Et Gaya shook his head: "My lord, I thought that a demon would be summoned to have fun after being knocked out of the head. It's all a bard's joke!"

"No no no!" Chris yelled, "Bards like to make up stories about a lonely and cold mage summoning a succubus!"

"What's the difference?" Atgaya asked.

"Aha, succubi, let's put it this way, their elves—" Chris pointed at Yalan, suddenly trembled, almost talking quickly, and immediately coughed loudly twice, "I mean, elves are all frigid, so Like the fallen star whose human name is Raymond, and the succubus is the opposite of elf, get it."

Etjaye looked at the druid with a wretched smile in distaste, but Yalan interrupted helplessly: "Gentlemen, you are digressing again."

Yalan carefully examined the demon's remains: "There is indeed no summoning contract. This demon was not summoned by a necromancer. The crystal she used forms a spell gate. I don't know what spell it is."

"Then there is no contract, but the devil still listens to her, which is more problematic."

Yalan nodded in agreement with Chris's words, "So, I want you to go back to the Druid Southern Sect and warn the elders that there may be dangers. I don't think this matter will end here. I hope that once there is For anything, the Druids can prepare and help."

"Of course there is no problem!" Chris responded immediately, "But you can write a letter in the name of the temple and let me take it with you, otherwise those old men will lock me up when I go back."

"I didn't bring a pen and paper." As Yalan said, he stretched out his hand and pulled the hem of the druid's clothes, the holy light condensed on his fingertips, and he actually wrote the holy light of credit on the druid's clothes, "it's not too late , let’s go now, and the magic circle you arranged to absorb negative emotions before, please also dismantle it.”

The dress is now golden and beautiful.Chris let out a strange cry, and resigned himself to his fate and turned into an eagle—the feathers on half of the eagle's wings were still golden, and it was like ostentatiously ostentatiously. Then he flapped his wings and flew out of the tower.

Finally, there were only two people left, Et Gaya and Yalan, but Et Gaya knew that the matter was definitely not over. Sure enough, Yalan pulled him and motioned him to look up. woman portrait.

"This woman's face, do you know what it is?"