Praise of the Light to the Dark Knight

The druid's enchantment spell has been breached by the dragon fire of the red dragon red jade, so Yalan can already track the exact location of the druids.

Long Lake Maple Forest, this is a well-known forest area. It is rumored that its beauty may be no less than that of the Elven Sanctuary. The druids living here have taken care of this woodland to be unparalleled in beauty—that was before the woodland was polluted.

The maple forest growing around the Changhu Lake is not the season to turn red at this moment, but it is already full of blood red. The leaves of those maple trees are weirdly shaped, and each piece is a deep red. The veins of the leaves are swollen, as if convex The blood vessels that originate from the human skin beat from time to time like a heartbeat.

"Be careful." Yalan whispered, "This forest area is more polluted than the outside."

Those trees became hideous, and the curved branches looked like a pair of sharp hands. The mist was not white but like blood mist. Even Etgaya couldn't help frowning, and he poked the trunk around him with the tip of his sword. Some sticky branches and leaves were attached to the blade, and the knight hurriedly shook it off.

He said: "Although it looks very gloomy and a little bit dead, there are no traces of dark forces or undead spells."

"When encountering a horrible scene, why do you think of the Necromancer the first time?" Yalan tilted her head with a teasing expression.

Etjaye felt that he had been laughed at again.

"It is the duty of the temple to strictly monitor the power of the undead and the power of darkness." He said righteously, "Besides, this type of power is indeed more likely to be used to do bad things than light magic."

Necromancers who do evil and refuse to be disciplined come and go, but how many light magicians are there throughout the ages who make troubles and wreak havoc?

Yalan nodded, he reached out and touched the tree, and of course there was a layer of holy light, and then said: "This is indeed not a dark force, but it also has a powerful destructive ability, and it is definitely not caused by the potion in the lake. of."

The further you go in, the more the red mist is like tarsal maggots, tightly entwining the two of them, the light of the elves on Yalan's body appears dim and colorless, and the red mist seems to be able to corrode him - even the most common The woodland elves are also protected by divine talents. They cannot be infected and alienated by the power of the undead, the power of demons, etc., but this unknown red mist seems to be able to suppress the natural brilliance of the elves.

"I think I can guess what it is." Yalan stretched out her hand, watching the shimmering light on her fingers being swallowed up by the red mist.

Etjaye swished his hand back, and opened the dark vindictive shield. The thick fog was thick, hitting the vindictiveness like strong acid, and the power was consumed very quickly.

Yalan hurriedly said, "Put it away!"

Etjaye didn't move, so Yalan had to take out two scrolls from his pocket, fling out two layers of magic shields, and then Etjaye put away his shields.

After a while, Et Gaya said, "Aren't you poor?"

"Yes! Two magic scrolls, do you know how much they can sell for?" Yalan lamented.

No, not for sale.The magic left the carrier, and the scroll that originally sealed the spell turned into a tattered piece of yellow paper, but if Etjaye read it correctly...he couldn't have read it wrong, it was the scroll made by the priest Siyue, and it was on top of it. The name of the boss of the dark belief, no one would want to buy this kind of thing, what to buy it for home, is it used to ward off evil spirits?

Yalan clearly saw what he was thinking, and retorted: "Don't always belittle yourself, your temple is also very popular in a sense."

Et Gaya gave a dry laugh, and turned the topic back to the original path: "So what exactly is this?"

"I also guessed. According to the myth of the elves..."

"Myth?" Etgaya couldn't hold back his questioning, "Everything we are experiencing is actually explained by myths?"

"...No, it's just that if an event is already recorded in the myth, it means it's not a trivial matter!"

Etjaye looked at Yalan's serious expression, and made sure that the other party didn't want to preach or something. He felt so weak if he didn't come, so he nodded to show that he was all ears.

"It is said in the myth that the tree of life, our holy tree, is a seed of the World Tree. The World Tree was planted by the God of Light who came to the world to bring life to the earth. So after the elves were born, they had God is endowed with talent, received the protection of God, and being able to break this protection shows that this power is no less than the blessing of the God of Light."

"The Lord of Darkness and the God of Light are twin gods. Their power is like night and day, but the night cannot really harm the day, so the power of darkness cannot infect the light of elves. It is a known fact that elves are not corroded. If the myth has not changed from generation to generation, then according to this logic, only the power of a god can erode the light of the elves."

Etjaye immediately understood and covered his face: "Is it really a serial gang?"

——Only the god who specializes in destruction has the ability to destroy light and darkness.

"It is still a legend recorded in ancient books. When the two gods created all things in Diana, they inevitably made mistakes, but they had no way to destroy their own creations. I don't know if it was because they couldn't bear it or couldn't. Unreasonable existence, the two gods used their power fragments together to create a god who specializes in destruction. This god often appears in the form of a woman, so she is called the goddess of annihilation. Only the power of annihilation can shake the light and the world. "The Root of Darkness"

"The power of annihilation also belongs to the power of gods. If you want to use it, only believers can." Atgaya nodded heavily, "The basics of the magic of light are easy to learn, because there are very few people who don't believe in the god of light at all, so The divine art of light has the lowest threshold of all divine arts."

"But it's not so easy to master it," Yalan said.

If divine arts were so easy to master, how could there be only a hundred or so high-ranking priests of light in the main hall of the temple.

"Dark magic can be regarded as the most difficult magic, so black mages basically work as priests in our Shadow Moon, but..." Etgaya paused, and the doubts on his face were obvious——

Since when did obliteration followers unknowingly fill the ground?The scene in front of you is not the work of a young man, is it?

Just as he was speaking, a mass of red whistling objects rushed towards him. Etgaya grabbed Yalan and pushed him behind him. With a flick of his other wrist, the long sword came out of its sheath. There was a sound like the sound of chopping a rock. The red mass The object was knocked to the ground, but still breathing.

"...mutated rabbit?"

Etgaya hurried forward and slashed fiercely with his sword. Under the sword was a monster that was more than three times the size of a normal rabbit. If it wasn't for the particularly obvious rabbit ears and rabbit teeth and rabbit tail, it would be really bad. It is recognized that it does not have the fluff that a rabbit should have at all, but a volcanic rock-like skin, which is uneven and has pores that emit heat. Et Gaya's sword can be blessed with fighting energy. If it is an ordinary The cute little rabbit can be crushed to death with two fingers.

Even if it was dead, the rabbit's turned fangs and protruding blood-red eyes looked very menacing and menacing, so Etjaye hurriedly pulled Yalan back away.

He couldn't help but say: "The little rabbits are all distorted like this. When we find the druids, what will the druids become?"