When Jianxiu came to the Western Fantasy Continent

Sitting on a flat flying sword—although this sounds strange, but it looks like a sword that is only four fingers wide is indeed spacious and flat when stepped on. I don't understand the operating principle of this thing - Sarn propped his chin with one hand, and looked at the scenery below boredly. The afterglow of the sunset became almost the same as the night under the magic of the crane cloak. It is most suitable for the visual mode of the dark elves, except Too boring, the journey was impeccable, yes, except it was too boring.Learning languages, understanding Oren's common sense of the world, discussing the principles of spells with the gray robe, and repeating his sword dance endlessly, this outsider mage is simply synonymous with boring, even the local mage who drills in the study every day—such as the gray robe The old lunatic - he made it a lot more funny.How on earth did this guy spend his miserable life?Sarn raised his head bored and looked into the distance.

A few miles ahead is the edge of the Purgatory Desert.The desert in the distance looks empty and gloomy, even for seasoned dark elves or profound gray-robed mages, it is a desolate area with blank cognition.To be honest, except for those uncivilized desert deserters, no one would want to approach this place cursed and condemned by the gods, and even the most travel-loving halflings could not find a map of the Purgatory Desert after the Cataclysm.In an unfamiliar and dangerous situation, San rubbed his chin. Even if Mr. Hong Ming is a bit perverted, this is not a suitable destination, right?Not to mention that they don't even know what they are looking for now.

Feijian stopped suddenly, Sarn looked at the man standing beside him suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"There are people fighting below." Hong Ming paused, eyebrow raised, "No, it's torture."

Thick murderous intent oozes from him, and Sarn shivered. It was the first time he discovered that his "master" could be so cruel. This lingering murderous intent cannot be tempered without hundreds of lives. ?He curiously looked at the scene below, oh, it turned out to be this...

"The bastards of the Temple of Light faced the abandoned people, and they fought with joy." The gray-robed mage also activated the eagle eye technique, and commented.

"The Temple of Light?" Hong Ming frowned even tighter, and pointed down, "The scum who chases women and children, and kills innocent people deserves to be called a 'Sacred Temple'?"

Saen let out a chuckle, "My lord, you don't understand. Although the group of fanatics in the Temple of Light are annoying enough, they are dealing with abandoned people in the desert. They are the remnants of Santani who were burned to the ground by the catastrophe. They are some old-fashioned worshipers of the sun god, for these people, everyone on the mainland can get it."

"Why? Just because of the catastrophe? They all lost their homeland, how could they take on such a heavy responsibility!" Hong Ming's voice could be hung with ice picks, and Saen couldn't help but erase the smile on his face.

"Because of the catastrophe, someone must bear the responsibility for such a big disaster." The gray-robed mage said coldly beside him, "Of course the ones who bear the responsibility are not the gods themselves, but the people who offended the gods. It's just that The group of remnants are too stubborn, if they escaped from the desert after the catastrophe, they would not be reduced to such a state."

After hearing what the two said, Hong Ming looked at the sky for a while, and finally shook his sleeves, "They are not villains, they are a hundred times stronger than the group of 'temple' bandits. Now that I have met them, they will Life should not die!"

"It doesn't matter even if it is against the most powerful Temple of Light on the mainland?" Saen raised his eyebrows. "They are protected by the true god."

"If you are a true god, you shouldn't let these scumbags do what they want."

"Hahaha!" Leopold laughed loudly, "That's right, that's right, I don't like this group of temple bastards, black robes, gray robes and a dark elf, is it possible to help the temple knights? Ha ha."

After speaking, the gray-robed mage didn't wait for Hong Ming, laughed and rushed straight to the battle group.Hong Ming was taken aback when he heard the words, continued to smile, and said to Saen, "You just wait by the side, and I will call you after we wipe out the gangsters." He fell under a towering tree, and flew downward with his sword.

Seeing the two crazy mages flying towards the battle situation, Sarn shrugged helplessly. He would never understand how Lord Hongming defined good and evil. This man is as upright as an ascetic, as noble as a holy The priest, but why do you always catch up with dark elves, gray-robed mages, and abandoned people in the desert, which are not kind?Wasn't there a way to teach them the difference between good and evil in his native land?Alas, this queer stranger.Sarn also drew out his dagger, and quietly sneaked towards the direction where there were fewer enemies.

Avar only felt that the blood in his body was boiling, but his heart was getting colder and colder. The splashed blood was floating in front of his eyes, and his companions were decreasing one by one. The strong smell of blood filled the ground, making his eyes It seemed to be soaked in blood.There are too many enemies, these are not ordinary warriors, their people are not afraid of any enemies, either immediately or on the ground, they are not afraid.But this is the Knights Templar of Iris, a paladin with the protection of the true god.Their bodies exude holy light, and no arrow feathers can pierce through them; their sword tips are burning with battle energy, and the sharp white light can cut through the void before they meet.The soft armor of my compatriots is almost like a fragile parchment, and a sharp iron sword can't resist a hedge. Even after injuring the enemy, the opponent's divine healing can make those open wounds harmless.

It's like fending off a dragon with a knife.Avar gritted his teeth. The holy sword in his hand was one of the rare weapons that could hurt the opponent, but he couldn't defeat a whole hundred enemies by himself, and he couldn't even stop the opponent's iron hoof.It only took more than ten minutes, and half of the compatriots fell in a pool of blood forever, but those cruel murderers did not stop there, some of them turned their horses and chased after the fleeing clansmen.Avar only felt his heart beating suddenly, and his body was almost overwhelmed by rage and sorrow. It took them so long, and they walked such a long way, but they were finally going to lie down in this nameless place. His people, his hometown...

With a bang, the sound of the explosion stopped the people on both sides of the battle for a moment. Avar was shocked to find that a huge ball of fire enveloped the knight on the opposite horse, turning him into a burning pillar of fire, and some enemies began to turn their horses. , gathered forces and launched an assault in another direction.Flames and thunder roared in the air, and it would only be an archmage-level master who could release magic of this scale.Avar was stunned and at a loss. On this continent, there is no race that is willing to help the abandoned people. They lack strength and are stubborn and rigid. Even the most evil race has no interest in driving the abandoned people alive.Similarly, there are no mages who dare to attack the Temple of Light. The relationship between the temple and the Mage Guild is well known.But this is not the time to think about it. Avar let out a stern battle cry, summoning those who can still fight, pick up their scimitars, and chase after the knights chasing the tribe, no matter what happened to the light knights Trouble, this is their chance, and the only chance.

In the distance, the Xiangnan clansmen did not escape the pursuit in the end, and finally 30 warriors picked up their blades and rushed towards the Bright Knights.Avar didn't know if he could still make it in time. For the first time in his life, he prayed sincerely, begging the Almighty Sun God to give them some mercy and favor.