The target Vest is the ultimate boss

Sid noticed a strong disturbance in the magic element, and a nauseating discomfort invaded his mind.

He closed his eyes tightly, feeling as if he was about to be torn apart by time and space.

The storm whistled past his ears, and icy air crept into his sleeves.

As the whistling sound gradually diminished, he opened his eyelids with difficulty.

The surroundings have been plunged into thick blackness like ink, and the dark horizon in front of you is boundless leaden gray snowfield, and the dome is filled with smoke and dust.

A circle of incantations engraved with an ancient language surrounded the soil under his feet. Thousands of ice particles were swept up by the strong wind and fell on the invisible barrier, melting into scalding water.

Navia lowered his arm, and a cloud of flying dark elements hovered over his palm, silently, forming the appearance of stars in the universe.

Sid raised his head and saw the unburned magic essence shining in Navia's blood-red eyes, like faintly shaking lamps in the Styx.

Even though he didn't see it, he knew that Navia or one of the Dark Angels tore the scrolls and sent them to a place outside the Thrall Empire.

There was a warm heat in his palm.

Navia held Sid's fingers, and a low-temperature flame ignited between his hands.

The Holy Son lowered his eyes, and he was also surrounded by a circle of warm stars.Under the embellishment of light, the diamond star flower on the holy robe shines brightly.

"Don't be afraid." Navia said quietly, "I am here."

Sid came back to his senses, with lingering fear in his heart, he looked at the paladin again, and suddenly hugged him tightly.

Navia noticed that Sid was still shaking.

The nightmare left by the angel in Sid's heart ruled his childhood, and it takes a process to overcome the fear.

Navia also saw the fear in his heart, and comforted him: "You can hide behind me."

Sid said nothing.This is an expression of resistance.

He buried his cheek in Navia's arms.

After a while, Sid gently pushed Navia away, and walked out of the sphere surrounded by spells, and the sharp ice balls hit the skirt of the Son of Light.

The shadow of the dark angel appeared in the midair of the heavy snow, like an ancient blood clan descending into the night.The cloak he unfolded was like a huge bat's wing, reflecting a strange blood light in the night.

He saw the Holy Son of Light walking towards him from a distance against the wind and snow.

"Hello, we meet again, Sid Chelt." The envoy sneered, "How are you doing?"

The envoy's words carried a natural sarcasm.To all the creatures on the continent, even the powerful witches and necromancers, he never modified his tone.

Sid's robes rattled.He gritted his teeth, stood firm in the cold wind, and forced himself not to take a step back.

He's talking to what he fears the most.

"Where is the father? I have something to report to him."

The envoy stopped laughing, his face was as stiff as a corpse.

He glanced at the figure behind Sid.

"Put away your curiosity, this is not information you can get." He said, "When you die, you will naturally see him."

Knowing that a mysterious abyssal humanoid creature appeared beside the Son of Light, it was already after the Dark God Envoy noticed that the curse was lifted.

He learned about the human named "Kanias Alder" from Madam Chelt.According to the movement of this demon warrior in the Sea of ​​Mermaid City and the Heli Desert, the Dark Angel is [-]% sure that this person is the incarnation of his master playing in the mainland.

According to the Duchess of Chelter, "Canas Alder" seems to be very close to the Son of Light.

But the envoy is not worried that the gods worshiped by the undead will only show mercy to Sid Chelter.

He won't let that happen.

The cruel and dark co-lord will not.

Human memory and environment may hinder the judgment of the dark beast, but once it recovers its memory, the master of the abyss will kill his most delicious prey without his persuasion.

No one understands that lord's temper better than him. Moodiness is the nature of the dark gods and creatures of the abyss.

The envoy was thinking secretly, and met the eyes of Navia who was standing in the distance.

It seems that the Holy Son of Light does not know that the paladin beside him is the father he is looking for.

The angel changed his mind.He suddenly wanted to see Guangming Shengzi's desperate expression, it must be very interesting.

"Sid Chelt, are you acting stupid or slow to react?"

The angel waved his hand and grabbed a long black whip out of thin air. The whip was covered with hook-shaped barbs and the eyes of giant beasts.

"The God of Darkness grants you grace," the envoy said sarcastically, "If you can bear this whip, I will tell you the whereabouts of the Father, verbatim."

He swung the iron whip, and Sid dodged to the side when he heard the whistling of the magic pattern.Light elementals formed a long wall of resistance before him.The envoy's whip was bounced off.

"Light bastard!" The envoy cursed in shock, "Who allowed you to hide?"

His anger was not only Sid's resistance, he also felt the spiritual fluctuations unconsciously revealed by the Holy Son of Light when he controlled the magic essence, and those ripples were as pure as the presence of the Creator.

Sid Chelt was no longer the little boy he slaughtered more than a decade ago.

When did the Son of Light grow so powerful?In time, he will become the second Prouvel!

Sid looked towards Navia not far away.

Navia remained standing.Even though he was in a dangerous situation just now, he didn't even move a step.

The envoy's second whip came, and Sid stretched out his hand to grab the flying whip.

The divine envoy's shadow was reflected in the holy son's bright golden pupils, and he began to chant a mantra, and a continuous gleam appeared on his body.

The envoy was taken aback, and a sense of crisis wrapped around his neck.He was about to pull back the whip, but his body was hooked by the sacred chains that rose from the ground.

A strong spiritual force rushed to his mind, and he quickly concentrated his attention to meet the head-on collision with the Son of Light.

In the dazzling pillar of light, the wind and snow on the ice field stopped for a silent and astonishing half a minute.

The Dark Angel's cloak was melted away, and he was forced to shed tears.There was a dull chorus of crushing snow under their feet.

The envoy found himself unable to see anything.He stifled the scream in his throat, and felt like a bird flying towards the sun without knowing the heights of the sky.

The envoy covered his bloodied eyes and staggered backwards, his robe wet with ice and snow wrapped around him like a sack.

But he was still laughing coldly: "You have no father and no mother! Do you know, Cañas Alder, he is—"

The envoy couldn't say the rest.He fell into the immersion that crept quietly behind him.The airflow passing through the magic circle was condensed into meaningless mosquito sounds, scratching in Sid's ears.

This is Navia's handwriting.

Sid felt his eyes go dark.The paladin commander's hand covered his eyelids.

Navia whispered next to Sid's ear, "His Royal Highness, Princess Bu Lao, will go out."

Sid asked, "What was he trying to say?"

"I don't know," the dark master kissed his forehead, "Let me ask for you."

Navia snapped her fingers and released the envoy from the immersion room.

Seeing that Navia was protecting Sid, the envoy was very surprised.

The angel approached hesitantly.

His eyesight, which was numb by the strong light, finally gradually recovered, and he saw his master holding the Son of Light in his arms.

"You haven't recovered your memory yet?" the envoy said to himself, "No wonder, you actually blessed a human being who studies light magic."

Naturally, there was no need to use human language between the dark beasts, and Sid could only hear a series of weird rattling sounds from the angel's throat.

He thought the oracle was trying to scare Navia with his strange voice.But in the next second, he smelled a strong and pungent smell of blood, and then heard the miserable cry of the envoy.

Navia hugged him from behind.Sid, whose eyes were covered, felt that the sky seemed to be getting darker.

Sid was about to grab Navia's hand when a deep and familiar voice flowed into his ear——

"Don't look."

It wasn't Kanias's reassuring voice, nor was it the eerie threat of the envoy.He felt uneasy subconsciously, and the hair on his back stood upside down.

This is the instinctive resistance and fear of darkness from the Seed of Light.

Sid tried to grab Navia's wrist, but it was a piece of smooth skin.

This is not human skin.

He paused, his heart beating violently.

Sid took a deep breath and nodded quietly.When the animal's breath left a little bit, he suddenly tore off the thing covering his eyes.

Standing in front of his eyes was an abyssal behemoth as tall as a giant city-state.

He followed the echoes of the screams, and under the cloudy night sky, among the tentacles of a group of hanging trees, he saw the remnants of the angel's robes hooked on the thorns, burning with the beating of the black fire. into ashes.

The top leader of the Dark Guild on the mainland, the dark angel to whom the dark elves and half-orcs bowed and obeyed, was wiped out in an instant.

Sid stood dumbfounded.He has never felt such a powerful dark aura, even the monsters in the sea of ​​Mermaid City are not comparable to it, just the field he unintentionally emits when he stands upright is enough to make him breathless.

Suddenly, Sid saw an eye turn towards him.

He took a step back involuntarily, and in an instant, thousands of compound eyes glowing with jewel luster coldly locked onto his figure.

Countless tentacles entangled from his heels, and a thick long beard tightly twisted his neck.Sid was dizzy and almost passed out.

He tried his best to tear apart the tentacles, allowing the thin air on the snow field to re-squeeze into his lungs, stretched out his other hand with difficulty, and the light elements all over the sky condensed on his fingertips, and as he traced, formed a sacred Pattern of hexagrams.

The god who revealed his true form would not give him another chance to seal himself.

Sid gasped.In the vision, he saw his brain being pierced by two sharp tentacles.

The hallucinatory picture made him wake up suddenly, and then he felt cramps all over his body.

He fell to his knees exhausted, and the rune array in front of him shattered into star shards due to the exhaustion of his spirit.

When he was about to lose consciousness, those tentacles seemed to finally sense that his breathing was disappearing, and immediately loosened their grip on him.

Sid slowly woke up.He struggled to see clearly.

The only dark creatures who can be soft-hearted to him are his knights.

Sid tried to disperse the light elements around him, and more tentacles wrapped him around, covering his eyes and ears, but their movements were extremely gentle and careful, as if they were caring for their own treasures.

He couldn't understand the language from the abyss, but he managed to capture some words belonging to the human language from those vague murmurs.

"lady--"