Something's wrong with my undead

At this moment, the Eternal Dawn camp truly welcomed the eternal dawn.

The brilliant golden holy light weaved a sky curtain, like an inverted giant bowl, covering the entire camp underneath.

Level 7 Landmark Spell "Holy Court".

Its main function is to enclose units within a certain range.

It's that simple and crude.

In the words of the players, this is "the car door is welded shut, no one can get out of the car", and Tom closes the door and swallows the key.jpg.

Although the Holy Light Supernatural beings in it will enjoy a certain amount of bonus, compared with the huge consumption of this spell, or divine spell, the cost-effectiveness of the gain is still too low.

So most people don’t use it much, at least players never waste resources.

But Alpite is obviously not an ordinary person.

He is a former Crusader from the Ashes Front, a genuine high-level Holy Light Gas Tank.

Aside from his energy reserves, he has some brains, but not much, compared to the rest of his kind.

At least not as much as the holy light in his body.

So, when Alpite saw the mysterious man wearing the same armor jumping from a high place to the center of the camp, then taking off his helmet to reveal a skull head, he was extremely angry!

Holy Light, what a blasphemy this is! ?

This is clearly a damned undead bastard, and the thing swaying in its skull is actually golden soul fire! ?

Before this, he thought that the very existence of undead creatures was blasphemous enough.

But I didn’t expect there is such a master!

In uncontrollable rage, he slammed the Court of Holy Light to the ground, locking together all the people in the camp - including the sheep, of course.

To explain this in game terms, it means "the boss's hatred is locked on you, and unless you die, he will always attack you first and at all costs."

This is undoubtedly exactly what the sheep catcher wants to see.

It is not okay to let him chase, but it is quite possible to let him get beaten.

"Evil heretic, under the shining of the holy light, your sins have nowhere to hide!"

Alpite roared, summoned the light-forged warhorse, and rushed forward waving the greatsword in his hand.

The arbitrator had such a bad temper that he had no intention of calling on his subordinates to go ahead, but decided to kill the heretic himself.

——As expected, he is the most stupid person in Eternal Dawn.

The sheep catcher thought so and turned around and ran away immediately.

Although it was his first time to visit this camp, he was very familiar with the structure of the Luku people's camp.

He immediately found the one for storing sundries among these tents that looked almost exactly the same.

If nothing unexpected happens, there will be a Holy Light Box inside - that is, a void capsule specially provided by the Holy Light, and it will be unattended because a key is needed to open it.

Given the distance between Alpite and the sheep catcher, when the latter arrived in front of the tent, the arbitrator just happened to arrive on horseback.

Zhuoyang seemed to have eyes on his back and suddenly activated the flying technique, raising his body three meters high while protecting his lower body with the dragon scale shield.

Alpite didn't expect that his opponent could fly, and the blade of judgment that was ready to strike was forced to be raised in a hurry, and hit heavily on the shield covered with holy light!

Holy Light vs Holy Light!

clang!

The two spells, both of high levels, created a terrifying shock wave that almost instantly tore apart the tent that was blessed with the protection spell.

Zhuayang immediately stopped flying and jumped into the hole on the top of the tent.

Alpite was furious. How could this filthy creature contaminate their precious supplies?

He broke open the tent with a sword and was about to drive his horse over, but the scene before him made his heart skip a beat!

That damn undead was holding a strange-looking silver object in his hand, which looked like a toilet plunger or a suction cup. In any case, it was sucking on the box-shaped Holy Light Box and pulling it hard!

wow-

Duskshadow Valley has a special geographical location. The elemental flexibility here is located exactly at the intersection of two areas, so the internal structure of the void capsule is very unstable.

As a result, the Holy Light Box, which should have been sturdy, was almost dismantled in an instant, and the holy grain, holy water, holy amulets, spare armor and horse harness, etc. contained in it, all kinds of messy things gushed out from the crack that flashed by like flowers scattered by a fairy!

The Luku people have exploded with equipment!

This was the moment that Zhuoyang had been waiting for. He quickly grabbed one of the big swords.

This sword is quite similar to the one in the Arbitrator's hand.

This is actually a set of weapons. Albite's weapon is called "Glory", and this one is called "Inheritance".

The properties of the two weapons are basically the same, the only difference lies in the souls inside them.

For example, in Glory, it was a warhorse, and in Legacy—

"What a pure holy light!"

As the holy light was injected into the sheep, a figure so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it appeared in the tent.

It is two meters long, suspended in mid-air, has bird-like feet, flapping wings, and is dressed in ancient armor with intricate patterns. A winged helmet completely covers its face.

"You... how dare you..."

Alpite was so angry and frightened that she could hardly speak!

What made me angry was that the other party dared to disturb the sleeping heroic spirit!

What’s surprising is that even he can’t activate the sword, but an undead can?

If the sheep catcher knew what the other person was thinking, he would at least introduce to him the source of the holy light.

——Brother, these three Holy Light Energy Wells were all given by you!

"Help me stop this lost fellow. He needs to calm down."

Thanks to Teacher Xia’s rich experience in communicating with weapon spirits, the brothers now know how to pass messages to weapon spirits. The only thing they lack is a weapon that can communicate.

After saying this to the eldest brother in front of him, he rushed out of the tent without looking back.

He stabilized the boss, but the surrounding soldiers were gathering.

Seeing that he wanted to leave, Alpite suddenly became anxious and was about to rush up on his horse.

However, the heroic spirit directly surrounded him in a holy light cage.

"You need to calm down, my fellow man."

The Holy Light Heroic Spirit said solemnly and seriously.

Alpite almost blurted out Luku's curse.

Under extreme anger, that slight surprise was soon replaced by hatred, and the extremely holy heroic spirit in front of him became a heretic who was tainted with the undead.

"You also need to be purified!"

Boom!

He broke the bars of the cage and rushed towards the other party.

...

Arbiter Alpite is a seventh-level paladin, and not just an ordinary paladin.

His record on the Ash Front speaks for itself—he has killed liches of the same level at least seventeen or eighteen times, but he has failed to destroy the soul shrine.

There are countless other giant stitched corpses, evil spirits, and corpse witches who have been reincarnated.

Even the players who work day and night to gain merit have to admit defeat.

So when a ruthless person like this leads the team, there is no need for anyone else in the team who can fight except him, just the brains are enough.

Therefore, when Alpite was entangled, the remaining people outside could not pose any threat to the sheep catcher. He was like a tiger coming down the mountain and directly rushed over this group of rabble.