Knights of the Light

Nick watched from afar the crashing explosion that echoed the sky.

A huge beam of light broke through the sky, and even in the wilderness thousands of miles away, you could see that distant silver line pointing directly to the sky.

"Who did this?" He asked in a low voice, with an uncontrollable coldness in his words, "Is it you?"

"In order to gain Bei's trust, I gave up all my soul power a long time ago. The only thing I can do is barely survive in your consciousness. What do you think I can do?" The voice in his head asked back, he thought he was only keeping his consciousness, That can always slowly affect this soul, but who knows that it will be influenced by the other party instead, it is really unlucky, this guy is simply a monster! ! !No one can influence his will at all.

"You know about the Rift problem, who else?" he asked.

"Alinda who knows is dead, and the demon lord Alan must also know. As for the others, Alinda doesn't know who to tell except me." Tarn's remaining soul also looked at the silver in the sky through Nick's eyes. Wire.

The man who killed him is finally dead... Impossible, how could it be so easy?

No, it should have been that easy, because he would have come even if he knew.

He is willing to protect the world, just as he was willing to stop the Crimson Star alone before.

So he finally died.

In this twisted and cruel world, what is kindness?What is life?

As long as there are people alive, that person will always reproduce.

What does it matter if some die?

Why are they more valuable than the friendship between us.

I treat you as a brother, how many times have I blocked danger for you, we have saved each other's life more than once, why do you not even let go of my wife and children?

See, this is the price you paid for betraying me.

"You are the one who betrayed." Nick clenched his fingers slightly, his beautiful blue eyes gradually turned scarlet and sharp, and bone claws protruded from the finger bones and pierced into the palm, dark blood dripped on the ground, burning the land.

"I don't want to argue with you about this, let's go, as long as he is dead, I will no longer live, and I will give you all my last strength." As a little remnant, Tarn's only obsession is this, "In the future Whether you want to kill all the blood relatives, or advance to the Holy Light, I don't want to know."

He didn't want to be brainwashed by the opponent to become a believer of the Holy Light in the end, he might as well die with dignity.

Nick stared blankly at the light in the distance, and didn't answer him again.

There is no portal in the rift, so he can only fly through it with his mount.

So is it still too late?

Didn't come in time to tell him?

"Did you tell me so late on purpose?" he asked.

"Yes, I want to watch him die, but it's still a bit late, but not too late, is it?" Tarn replied flatly.

"Then you won't be able to see anything!" With that ferocious and cold voice, it came from the depths of the soul.

Closing his eyes, making sure that there is nothing left in his mind, Nick slowly opened his scarlet pupils and opened his bone claws. He suddenly pulled the reins and drove the horse to a gallop.

The white horse under him had been running for a day and a night, and the speed involuntarily slowed down.

The scarlet in Nick's eyes became more and more serious, sharp horns and scales drilled out of the white skin, and a pair of dragon wings suddenly spread out from behind, leaving the horse and flying into the distance.

Until I saw the white line spreading in the distance, rippling past like a wave, purifying the dark green land, and restoring the ferocious vegetation to its original beauty and tranquility, it was like adding countless colors to the green image, and the white light was like Like a torrent, it surged in all directions, reviving the entire world.

Nick instinctively felt the great power of the white line.

So what?

He landed on the ground calmly, letting the white line run across his body.

As if a raging fire met boiling oil, the scales on his body burned blazingly, and the speed was so fast that it became a terrifying pillar of fire.

It hurts more than ordinary flames.

So what?

The flame quickly disappeared, but the lava-like scales did not disappear, but turned into pure white like jade.

However, he has no time to pay attention to these.

Because from the white light, he saw a figure walking out slowly.

There is no battle armor, no long sword, only a white prayer robe, the only decoration on the robe is the malachite brooch stuck on the chest.

A gray silver chain was wrapped around the slender fingertips. Only a few of the silver chains formed by the small arms still kept the silver luster, and most of the others had turned gray and lost their original elegant color.

He was there alone, and he had completely occupied all of Nick's sights.

The scarlet faded from his eyes, and Nick jumped on it.

"north--"

Bei caught him, because he saw the pure white scales on the opponent's body, the white bone tail, and the body that was too complete to bear. Although it had transformed into another life of the Holy Light, the newborn life itself was extremely fragile of.

The demon paladin, after him in the world of Enya, there was another Seed of the Holy Light.

This is what Nan said, the surprises of life, right?

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On the wasteland in the distance, Alan felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if an enemy would rise from the stars.

"Why is he okay? Does the Holy Light discriminate against him?" Alan looked at the albino demon in his father's arms in the distance, envious and jealous!

Is there any mistake, the demon of the same species, the descendant of the same divine blood, he is even several levels higher than him, half a year ago, the other party was just a war scum trembling in his hands, but now?

Could it be that his protagonist halo has been robbed?Why can he be recognized by the Holy Light, evolve and transform directly, and become a ball of fire when he enters by himself. If Percy is not protecting him, he will directly become a grilled lizard!

"It feels like my father already has a goal." Percy buried her head in his arms, begging for comfort, "My position has just been taken."

"What do you mean?" Alan asked worriedly.

"Father has always wanted to train me. As long as I reach his height, I can protect the Holy City and the northern parish, but later..." Percy pinched Alan's face before saying, "Now he has found a new seed, that The child should be fully nurtured by him, if there are no accidents, it will be him."

"Father is fine, why did you train an heir so early?" Alan asked strangely.

"Because it takes a very long time to cultivate. With our own blood, it may only take ten years to reach the legend. The later, the slower the upgrade. Opportunities and beliefs, talents and persistence are indispensable, and there is a danger of falling in the middle. It is impossible for father to wait until then to start training." Although Percy was sad, he was also happy for his father, because he escaped the responsibility he should bear, and he was really sorry for his father.

"Is that so..." Alan nodded, then shook off Percy and rushed forward.

Then Percy watched dumbfounded as Alan pounced on him, tossed out the Light player named Nick (at least he was a lot stronger now) and gave his father a hug.

"Father, it's great that you're fine!" Alan dared to say that his excitement and tears were not faked at all. The explosion just now really scared him to death, okay?

Nick staggered to his feet, his beautiful blue eyes looked at the boy who threw him out in front of him, and they tended to turn scarlet again.

Is it true that he doesn't remember?

Holy Light, this guy almost strangled him in prison back then, and he said goodbye.

Isn't it the blood descendant who woke up first?

Nick's hostility is too bare, naked.

Alan also turned his head, not looking at each other weakly.

When the four eyes met, there seemed to be sparks in the air.

Both parties have a sense of closeness from blood, and a sense of crisis from the depths of consciousness.

"Nick Heragalan." Nick offered to extend his hand.

"Alan." Alan withdrew from His Excellency Bei's arms, stretched out his hand, and said his name. Orphans and ordinary civilians do not have surnames. Most of the civilians with surnames are left by nobles who became commoners due to various reasons.

"I have a hunch that we have the same surname." Nick said, his expression was very calm, but the strength of the handshake was not calm at all. If it was not Alan's claw but a stone, it should have been turned into small pieces by now .

"Oh, thank you, no need, I have the same surname as Your Excellency Bei now, you can call me Alan Faleilan." Alan released the taunt, and the strength of his hands was no less than that of the other party.

Nick was choked for a moment, he almost glared at Alan with eyes that are you sorry, but Alan responded with a smile as a compliment.

But Nick quickly adjusted, and he said coldly: "It's an honor to meet you, Mrs. Farreland!"

He called the word madam very strongly.

"Thank you." Alan turned his head and asked His Excellency Bei, "Father, what went wrong just now?"

They had been watching from afar just now, but they were worried about arousing the warning from the North of the Holy Light, and also afraid of being misunderstood by their father, so they didn't dare to get too close, and they didn't even dare to use magic to peek, so they came a little later.

"It's been resolved, let's go back." Bei didn't say much.

"That level of annihilation attack, it's hard for me to escape there." Percy looked at the hole that was quickly filled by the Holy Light, with lingering fear, "Father, how did you do it?"

It's not difficult to avoid it, but there is no way to escape the seal, otherwise the seal will fail. God knows how frightened he was when he saw it. If it wasn't for Alan to hold him back, he would almost lose control Own.

"It took some borrowed time." Bei took out the pocket watch that had more than half of its silver ring dimmed, shook it lightly, and put it away.

"Are you really all right?" Percy still looked at him worriedly.

So he took a step forward and comforted the child with a hug.

"Do not worry."

Percy lowered his eyes: "It's fine."

Alan and Nick squinted their eyes at the same time, and increased the intensity with some displeasure, and the soft cracking of bones could be heard between the hands of both parties.

The treatment of the pro-son is really different.