Night Raven Master

Chapter 585 Dream Invasion
Edge of Dawn.

Dawn comes.

A group of Dawn People belonging to the Dawn Legion, or Dawn Knights, spread their wings and stared at the Dawn Island that seemed to appear with the brilliance of the Dawn, feeling the revival as the night faded away. The surging power caused holy, pure white wings to grow behind them.

Substantial feathers fall sporadically from the wings, intertwined with the feathers falling from the body, looking beautiful.

However, there are two discordant factors hidden in such a beautiful scene.

Two ordinary Dawnmen who looked no different from others, when the others flapped their wings and rose into the sky, these two inconspicuous Dawnmen silently disappeared from the group.

Not long after, when the Dawn Legion had completely disappeared in this area, the two Dawnmen reappeared and gathered together.

And the identities of the two are the "Old Light" who came to this world through the mission and the title "Apostle of the Holy Light" and the player "Wind Bird" who has the title of "Wind Bird".

After carefully confirming that there is no monitoring and tracking, Fengniao reads to the old light:
"How? Is there any new prey?"

"Let me see..." Old Guang's eyes shimmered, and he obtained information from the people of the dawn who were controlled by him through the "fanatic believer" skill and mixed in various dawn legions.

"not found."

In the event they deliberately caused, the fourth-level Bishop of Dawn who appeared and led the legion had already been killed by them.

But
"No way, the previous bird man blew himself up directly, and didn't get any materials. The blood extraction you prepared in advance didn't succeed either?"

Windbird sighed.

"That's right." Lao Guang nodded. "It was too late. I never expected that he would explode himself at the beginning of the battle. What's wrong with it?"

"Shouldn't it be a mystic?" Fengniao frowned slightly, and suspicion appeared on the face of the People of Dawn disguised by the blood potion obtained from Old Guang and his own skills.

This inexplicable self-destruction behavior is also difficult for the two of them to understand.

"I don't think so," Lao Guang vetoed, "Although the skill of the mystic is very strange, it is still impossible to avoid the eyes and ears of the two of us and directly kill a multi-level four strongman, even if it is a native .”

"That's what it is." Fengniao still thought it was a case of external interference and said it was a self-destruction, but the self-destruction was so unreasonable that it was unbelievable.

But again no clues were found.

In such a situation, the two of them couldn't help thinking of the mysterious mage who was famous for his silent spellcasting and weird and insidious methods.

But they don't have any enmity with the mystic.
On the contrary, there were several transactions and cooperation between Lao Guang and the mystic, who helped him deal with a batch of angels and stripped their flesh and blood, at the cost of leftovers and a whole fourth-level multivariate thunder angel with impure blood.

Lao Guang recalled the previous cooperation.

Although it is said that a few cooperations may not necessarily make friends, but he can't think of a reason why the two will be targeted.

"Could it be that the one we killed was left behind by the mystic?"

Lao Guang pondered.

"That is to say, the Kingdom of Dawn is the target of the mystic? I feel that it is more likely that the mystic will target the Kingdom of Silver or the Kingdom of the Black Moon."

Fengniao was also a little puzzled.

"Whether it is the work of the mystic is still uncertain." Lao Guang shook his head, and then asked, "In short, we still have to continue to act, right?"

"Well, it's not enough. I need at least a fourth-level Bishop of Dawn."

They "killed" three in total. Three would have been enough, but there was a problem with the last one, and Fengniao and Fengniao needed to get another one.

"But the problem is that our actions have put the Kingdom of Dawn on alert. This time, after all the fourth-level bishops of Dawn returned to the island of Dawn, none of them acted alone, and even the third-level bishops of Dawn did not act alone anymore. action."

Simply put, the difficulty has increased.

It is more difficult to capture Bishop Dawn again.

In this case, a re-planning of operations is required.

This is why Fengniao asked Lao Guang if he had any new prey.

Lao Guang thought for a moment, then said:

"We can."

However, at this moment, his movements suddenly stopped, and he suddenly turned his gaze to the northeast.

The location where the two are now is the southeast corner of the kingdom of dawn, and in the east is the withered abyss—the location of the kingdom of wither and the kingdom of twilight.

The outline of the Land of Dawn is like a rising wing, while the shape of the Land of Dusk is like a crawling giant wolf, and the shape of the Land of Wither is like a drooping wing.

Moreover, this feeling, should it be
Seemingly remembering something, Fengniao and Lao Guang couldn't help but looked at each other, and then both nodded.At the same time, he spread his wings and flew out.

When they approached, they finally understood the situation.

Elf.

That guy, without a doubt, was the elf.

In the field of vision, patches of illusory flowers and butterflies stretched in the sky like footprints.

Among the flowers and butterflies, there are people of the dawn with dull and dazed expressions.

Blossoming beautiful flowers emerged from their bodies, from the flesh and blood.

There is no horror or ferocity, and the flowers that emerge from the body are not stained with any blood or the like.

The green vines slowly extended from their bodies, and the beautiful flower buds unfolded, revealing the pink and tender petals.

A beautiful butterfly appears as the petals unfold.

It looks rather beautiful.

But no matter Fengniao or Laoguang, both of them are very clear about the great horror contained in the beautiful scene in front of them.

The bodies of those people of dawn who are in a trance are becoming illusory and thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Such a scene.
Without hesitation, a pure white holy radiance emerged from Lao Guang's right hand, extending up his arm until reaching his eyes.

In the pair of white eyes, a half round of extremely white light appeared, with an inexplicable sense of darkness.

Unlike "Black Thorn" who has no ability to resist or even observe, although he is still unable to fight when he is involved in the spiritual path, he still has a way to deal with elves.

There is no doubt that it is the power of dreams.

The old man narrowed his eyes.

Beautiful but deadly power.

A power that floats between illusion and reality.

And his reaction was reflected in Fengniao's eyes.

"Sure enough?"

The eyes lingering in the dark green whirlwind moved slightly, and their gazes were fixed on Lao Guang's body.

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)