When Jianxiu came to the Western Fantasy Continent

At dawn, the bonfire that had been burning all night was gradually extinguished. Human warriors, elf archers, and mages with different robes walked out of their tents and gathered in the open space in front of the camp.

Words and smiles completely disappeared, leaving only blades and arrow points reflecting the glow, and even those bards who made their living from joy and music didn't say any more, just quietly walked to their team and waited The war is coming.Everyone present knew that they were going through an adventure with no return, but in this adventure, each of them was a vested interest. Once they exist again, those oppressions, massacres, and controls will slowly dissipate. In the next hundred years, Oren Continent will become a brand new world, establishing a completely different pattern.

Several mages looked at Prince Liaton seriously, and saw that the half-elf was holding a delicate golden hourglass, the silver fine sand inside was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, not far from him, the bard was Staring at the sky, it seemed that he was waiting for some message.

Behind the two, the knights were ready to go. Carlos, who was dressed in black iron heavy armor, stood at the front, with two weapons hanging from his waist, and a long and beautiful two-handed sword was firmly tied on the left side of his belt. On the other side is a long knife with a cold light.His hand was not on the real weapon, but he was unconsciously stroking the hilt of the great sword that could never be unsheathed.Leopold also lost the joking expression of the past. He held a huge crystal ball in his hands, his eyes were slightly closed, and he seemed to be concentrating on preparing for something.Barnett stood beside him, holding a slender staff that didn't match his figure in his hand, and the red gemstone at the end of the staff emitted a strange light.

Hong Ming glanced over the people in front of him, and finally fixed his eyes on his side.Standing beside him, the dark elf was playing with a weird device, like a closed oval box cut in half, and then tied firmly by a belt, this device called goggles came from the dark The illithids in the region are said to be used to shade the sun.As long as it is worn by a creature using night vision, it can see in normal light.Hong Ming never thought that there would be such a magical and convenient equipment, but he really doesn't want to see Sarn wear it now.

Noticing Hong Ming's gaze, San raised his head and smiled at him.

"Are you still worried about me? My Daoist."

The voice from the bottom of his heart carried a hint of ridicule, and Hong Ming only felt a tug in his heart, and he staggered his gaze.Just yesterday, after leaving the temple, they had their first real argument since they met.In the face of this extremely dangerous war, Hong Ming didn't want Sarn to intervene. Unlike himself or the gray-robed mage, he possessed powerful strength enough to deal with powerful enemies.It's also not like bards and others who have to fight to the death in the face of life-related dilemmas.He is not even as good as those human knights from the desert. Facing the gods who flaunt the light and the flashes of all kinds of spells that can be foreseen, his vision cannot cope with this war at all. Too many abilities will only put him in fatal danger.

However, Sarn refused to leave, and he just said in the end, "My master, even if what you said is true, the effect of the blood bond prevents me from staying away from you."

This answer really hit Hong Ming's sore spot with incomparable precision, and then the goggles from the bard solved the rest of the problem...

San glanced at his lover who was avoiding his sight, and the smile on his lips became stronger.He lowered his head and put the goggles pinched in the palm of his hand on his face, and the semicircular crystals completely covered his eyes.Under this equipment, all natural light will be wiped out, and only night spectrum vision can see things. The overlapping of Mingheiyan and magic circle has an excellent effect.However, in a red or blue field of vision, only the person beside him glows with a faint white light, which seems to never fade away.This is a strange sight that only appeared after all the acupuncture points of Hong Ming were the same, which made him completely different from those other people, and in the eyes of the dark elves, he would never be wrong.

Of course he understands Hong Ming's worries, and he also knows that he will fall into a predicament that is more difficult than that of the Underdark, but how can he let go, just let this fearless fool rush into the torrent of fate, and face the situation alone? A fierce battle.After lightly tidying up the laces on the back of his head, Sarn stretched out his hand and held the slightly cold fingertips of the other party.

"I will protect myself." In the bottom of my heart, undisguised emotion hit Hong Ming's heart, "And you just need to complete your mission. Just like you don't want me to get involved in this kind of danger, so do I." Can't stand you rushing into the damned Jedi all by yourself. Don't worry about me, dancing with death is my thing."

The callused hand rubbed the back of his hand, Hong Ming turned his head and looked deeply at the people around him.At this time, Sann had put on the damn equipment on his face, and he could no longer look directly into his eyes through the glasses.He sighed slightly, and grabbed the opponent's fingers with his backhand.

Both of them stopped talking, just stood side by side peacefully, looking forward together.At this time, the falling sand in the hourglass in the half-elf's hand was almost coming to an end, and there was a clear and sharp cry from the sky. The bard turned around and nodded at the group of mages, "The third battle on the Matimon Plain It's already started, let's go!"

Following these words, the archmages raised their staffs, and the sound of singing resounded in the silent wilderness...

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In the entire continent of Oren, the Holy See of Light is the most special existence.Every fanatical follower of the God of Light knows clearly that what they believe in is the only remaining true god in this world, and a powerful main god far surpassing the ancient gods.Under the protection of this god, he can enjoy endless glory, can easily use magic spells, and get a response from the gods, even death cannot deprive him of his faith.Therefore, in the Holy See of Light, an independent city composed of fanatics, extreme arrogance and self-confidence filled the body and mind of every living creature. Those knights even had reason to believe that even their own mounts were better than ordinary unbelievers. noble.

However, today, in such an all-conquering and impenetrable fortress, suddenly there was a wave of magic, in an inappropriate place, in an inappropriate way... Therefore, when several archmages appeared outside the knights' garrison, Those patrolling guards didn't respond properly—most of them thought they were just dazzled—the first wave of attack was extremely swift and violent, and they didn't organize an effective resistance. At this time, those attacking red robes Or the black-robed mages have already used the array spell to summon allies, and a large number of human knights and elf warriors appeared behind them...

The flames of war were ignited in the city.Leading his most reliable subordinates, Carlos took the lead and rushed out.In his hand, the sharp long knife danced along with the blood, making the iron-black armor even more ferocious.And at his waist, the two-handed sword was trembling slightly, as if it was also shouting for support.The rain of arrows whizzed down, together with the long knife and area magic, opened a bloody path...

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The half-elf stared at the hourglass in his hand, the last grain of sand slid down gently and fell on the pile of sand below.He raised his head and threw the hourglass forward. With a complicated incantation, the hourglass exploded with a bang, and the sky filled with silver sand formed a wonder like a picture scroll. The fluctuations of magic flowed from the sand The grains overflowed, and a solid and solid portal opened.The half-elf raised his staff and waved it lightly.

"follow me!"

Elf warriors, mages, and the people of Lady Silver Star followed closely behind him and stepped into the teleportation circle. Of course, when they stepped out of the circle, a magnificent palace appeared in front of everyone, followed by fierce magic attack.Outside the magic circle, there were three corpses lying crookedly, their racial characteristics could no longer be seen, they just fell desolately and lonely beside the teleportation circle, as if they were covering something vital with their bodies.

The half-elf prince's eyes swept over them, and he clenched his staff a little more tightly, and a fireball technique struck at the enemy.He took a step forward and collapsed over one of the corpses, a drop of bright red blood slid down his clenched palm and dripped on the face of the unrecognizable corpse.

"Rush over as soon as possible!" He shouted to the soldiers beside him, "Occupy the auditorium in the middle of the temple, kill their priest, don't stop!"

The bards have already begun to play the melody that inspires their companions, and with the high-pitched sound of the piano, they flock to another corridor.

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In a pure white world, the man sitting on the throne opened his eyes.This place should belong to his kingdom of God, and no one or anything can rashly break into it.However, today, a crack at the entrance of the hole broke everything. With an uncontrollable trembling, a huge slit opened in the air, and a black dress stepped out of it.

"Su Luna..." The man who was like a piece of ice opened his mouth, and let out a cold and mocking voice, "You finally got out of your mouse hole? The Lily Knights that were removed made you make up your mind Have you made up your mind?"

"Terris." The goddess stared at him with the same icy gaze, and gently raised a hand, "Or should I call you Gilris? The supreme god of light?"

"The father of the gods has fallen, and I have inherited his will. Naturally, I should choose a new name." The god didn't show the slightest sign of guilt, but just provoked a sneer, "Do you still think that you should do it for me?" What are the fallen gods doing?"

"No, I am not for other gods, but for myself and those believers who serve me."

Without more words, Su Luna's fingertips burst into a bright light. The battle between the true gods never relies on spells or spells, but real power, the powerful and absolutely compelling power of the world's laws.Su Luna's priesthood is guidance and stars, and what she obtained from the Kyushu artifact is the judgment and control of the soul. Since her fall, this is her most powerful moment.

Under this vast attack, the god sitting on the throne lightly raised the scepter in his hand, and greeted him...

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In the empty camp, there were less than 50 people left, and everyone was staring anxiously at the crystal ball in Leopold's hand, wanting to see something from it.

Leopold's eyes had already been opened, staring at the crystal ball in his hand for a moment, and the lengthy incantations were repeated in his mouth, seemingly endless.After a few minutes that made everyone feel very long, he suddenly raised his head and chuckled.

"found it!"

Following these words, a teleportation array opened up in front of him, and the black-robed mage activated the high-level teleportation almost at the same time, leading Hong Ming and San, and the four of them entered the array together.Behind them, the bard took out a teleportation scroll and quickly located the positions of several people. With the fluctuation of magic, everyone stepped into the magic circle and disappeared into the air...