Praise of the Light to the Dark Knight

One of the liches - now if you don't use perception, you can't tell who they are just by looking at their appearance. They are both black skeletons - this is the one with stronger spiritual power. He raised his head and looked up at Ya With a gentle smile on Lan's face, he felt a chill down his back that he only had when he was alive.

He said: "Even if we say so, we will still be eliminated by you. Liches are not afraid of pain. Death itself is the greatest pain. We have already experienced it. You'd better skip to the last step - kill us."

When he spoke, Yalan still had that breezy smile—an adjective that bards like to use, and it is usually used to describe a hero who is powerful enough to overwhelm a nest of villains by himself, in order to highlight this hero How easy it is to kill those villains. Bards like to make heroes laugh lightly—but in reality, such examples are rare. How can there be a brave man and a big devil with such a disparity in force value? Generally, when a brave man kills someone, he yells, but when a big devil kills a good man, he laughs.

——When the two undead faced Yalan, they felt from the bottom of their hearts that they could not compete with him. From the standpoint of undead creatures, the priest of the God of Light is probably considered a "big devil" level, especially this A priest set up an ambush very despicably, and made the corpse first, and the two lovely residues on the ground showed the situation.

The priest thought for a while about what the lich said, and nodded in agreement: "Yes, although the burning of the holy light will cause great pain, it is still not as painful as the pain caused by forced death. At that level of pain, I can only directly burn your soul, which can probably achieve the effect of extorting a confession, but you will die before you can finish speaking."

Liches are indeed not afraid of torture, but not all liches are not afraid of being eliminated, especially the voluntary transformed liches. They choose to live forever in such a distorted way, most likely to deceive the god of death, so Yalan looked at the one who spoke The seemingly stubborn lich winked at him.

Yalan seemed to be thinking about some serious academic problem, and the next second, the legal lich let out a scream without warning, making his companion tremble with fright.

The lich's withered voice was tense, and he howled unprecedentedly. He struggled on the ground, the power of the undead churned like boiling water, and the purple flames in his eye sockets shook violently, and then turned into brilliant gold.

The sacred fire will lead to "death", and if it is burned like this, the "death" of the lich will be even more terrifying. He will never exist again, and there will be no soul left behind.

The other lich tried to retreat in horror. The chain of holy light sprang out from the void and locked him on the ground a few times. He watched his companion burn golden flames from within. The fire of the holy attribute was only transpired. The heat made the lich miserable, and his poor companion was tortured more than a dead man could stand.

Turning his head, the priest was still holding the holy light, with a gentle smile, and said, "Thank the God of Light, you are two liches, so I can torture one of them to death, and let the other answer the questions, so you can start I said it, and I'm listening."

He sat on the box and focused on the trembling lich on the ground, as if listening to the confession of a believer, full of patience and encouragement.

——This is definitely a horror scene with a limited level for the undead!

The lich opened his mouth wide, as if for a moment he also forgot the fact that he was dead, panting like a terrified living person, the air passing through his hollow lungs made a prickling sound.

"You...what do you want to know..." the lich asked hoarsely after a moment, as his hapless companion's inflected fancy howls played in the background.

Yalan kept smiling and asked, "What is the purpose of your attack this time? To create chaos, or do you really have the ability to capture the Galaxy Fortress?"

The Lich struggled for a while, but the screams of his companions had become weaker. The stronger the golden holy flame, the more the Lich's soul would be burned. In a few minutes, the poor Lich would be freed. up.

So the lich looked downcast, and admitted as if he was going all out: "There are."

"Rely on the devil?"

"... Demons are bluffing, high-level demons are not yet able to come to the main material plane..." Lich turned his face away, unable to bear to continue looking at the miserable image beside him.

"There are so many important towns and famous fortresses in various countries, why choose Yinxin?" Yalan asked.

The Lich closed his eyes and replied mechanically: "...Because the Silver Heart Fortress leads directly to the Holy Light City, the capital of the Oslant Empire."

Holy Light City, this city is called this name, because the central main hall of the Temple of Light, which is also the oldest and the first temple in the world, is located here. Slante established the royal capital here, and the core of the temple has never left that city in the past few years. From a geographical point of view, the Holy Light City is also considered to be the central area of ​​the mainland, and the Silver Heart Fortress is called It is the gate of the king's capital and the only way to go from the south to the north in Osland.

"Your ambitions are really not small." Yalan chuckled lightly, and the Lich visibly trembled, "Is it possible for you to move the Temple of Light if you want?"

The lich was silent.

"Where do the demons in the city come from?" Yalan changed the subject and continued to ask.

The Lich opened his mouth again, the flames around him have gradually extinguished, and the remaining dry bones are completely dry bones. There is only one use for this dry bone - to bury it as fertilizer and be burned by the holy flame from the inside out. , the soul of the lich disappeared extremely completely, and there was no undead breath left on the corpse, and it could not even be awakened by the necromancer's spell to drive the corpse. The roasted charred meat residue is particularly harmless.

That's not an ordinary undead, it's a high-level legal system lich. If you kill a lich of this level, it will be commended by the royal families of various countries. The poet would collectively compose a ditty about his heroic deeds—but this priest solved it casually, and usually didn't care, completely unaware that what he killed was not a lich, but a hero's glory, money and status!

"Are you really not going to say it?" The light in Yalan's palm lit up again - the Lich saw a simple ring on his slender middle finger, white gold, not even a gemstone inlaid, worn on his slender middle finger It was almost invisible on the priest's white fingers.

The Lich suddenly shivered in a very humane manner. There was a wonderful magic power flowing on the ring. When you get so close, if you feel it carefully, and compare it with the holy light in his hand, you will find that it is not the magic of light. Power, but some kind of natural camouflage, which does nothing—change appearance.

...There will only be a high-level priest of light who needs to change his appearance when he needs to hide his identity.

The lich was completely in panic - the high priest of the God of Light certainly didn't care if the bard would sing about his glorious deeds of single-handedly defeating the lich, he already had too many things worth singing about, and he didn't care if one more thing was missing .

The Lich lay on the ground, with his forehead on the ground, "I said... I said...the priests of the Annihilation Sect, they found some kind of secret technique to contact the devil, and made a contract with the devil, and some of them Devils, they will join forces to capture the two main beliefs, the Temple of Light and the Temple of the Shadow Moon, and then the priests of Annihilation will help the devils to provoke wars among the countries, and the chaos created in the war will bring enough food to the devils."

"Diana will become a hunting ground for creatures from the abyss." Yalan nodded, "It's a good plan, but how do we get the demons to leave the abyss and come to the main plane? There is a star barrier set up by the gods between the abyss and Diana. , and a spellcaster can only make a contract with a demon, break through the barrier and bring the demon to the main plane at the cost of his own soul, do you have an entire army of mages?"

"No." The Lich replied honestly, "The priests of Annihilation have found a spell handed down from ancient times, which can open a sufficiently stable boundary-breaking channel."

A boundary-breaking channel, a spell that connects two planes... the principle is not the same as the teleportation array!

Everything was suddenly connected by a thread—the crystal that the elves desperately guarded in the southern jungle—it was the best casting material for teleportation magic, stable, long-lasting, and large enough. At that time, Et Gaya blurted out this The teleportation spell is big enough for a giant dragon to walk back and forth—if it is a demon army, then of course it will require a larger teleportation spell. You can't open a small gap and squeeze in one by one, right?

Yalan thought about everything in an instant.

In history, there have been cases of biological invasions from the abyss plane, or the demon world, but at that time, it was about tens of thousands of years ago. Then, they launched an attack on the world sheltered by the gods—tens of thousands of years have passed, and it is conceivable that their hatred will rise. The devil is okay, and the devil will be born, old, sick and die if he has a body, but the devil is a void creature, and they are aggregates of power In addition to dissipating, they will not die - tens of thousands of years are enough for them to ferment and expand their hatred with the main plane tens of thousands of times.

Yalan sighed suddenly: "In order to overthrow the Temple and Shadow Moon, he exchanged contracts with creatures from other worlds. Could it be that the Temple, like Shadow Moon, has become some kind of terrifying and evil devil-level existence, worthy of annihilation? Priests pay such a high price?"

The Lich stared blankly at the Priest of Light, who was still hurting himself, and tried to escape quietly.

Swipe——The next moment, the Holy Sword suddenly pierced directly into the Lich's heart.

A fiery and violent power of light spread from the heart to the limbs, and the heart that had stopped beating twitched crazily, as if making the Lich feel that his blood that should have dried up was boiling again and continued to flow.

He couldn't speak a single word, and he admired that legal lich just now howling so loudly.

In severe pain, he heard the priest say: "You should have a highlander woman named Jesumiya Kunnan among your priests of annihilation. I hope you will go back and bring me a message and tell her: I killed her 20 years ago. Once, I can do it again after 20 years, I can make her die as many times as she wants, and by the way, let her return what she stole from me back then!"

Then the holy sword was drawn out, and with a fierce wave of the priest, the lich's head flew out, his soul struggled to rush to the sky, Yalan didn't stop him at all, and the gray soul disappeared in an instant.