deceased

The white light representing the divine power of light and the fire light and water light of the witch corpse fought above their heads.

The Holy Knights and the Necromancers fought hand-to-hand by their side.

The battle was brutal.

Only Hayden and Mundella seem to be in another world, moving from one to the other calmly.

"Are you going to give up the great dignity of the Necromancer and bow down to the Goddess of Light?" Kondraf sounded like a dark wind behind Mundra.

Mundra paused and turned to look at him.

Kondraf sneered and said, "Even if you are willing, the God of Light will not accept you! Unless you are willing to let them soak you in dirty holy water of light...then seal up your body and use it as a specimen, forever Zai was cast aside by those Protestants!"

Mundra turned around and found that the distance between Hayden and Hayden had been widened, and quickly took two steps to catch up.

Kondrave sneered sharply.

Mundra began to trot, trying to close the distance between him and Hayden.

Hayden stopped suddenly.

Mundra also stopped a step away.

In front of them, Myron was looking at them with a smile on his staff—or just looking at Hayden. "It's a beautiful day today. It's such a nice day to sit in the garden and bask in the sun. Why don't we get this over with and go home and enjoy our afternoon tea?"

Hayden said: "I'm planning to do this...if you are willing to give way a little bit."

McLone smiled politely: "Of course, when it comes to dealing with necromancers, the Marshal's approach must be the same as ours, just like the attitude of all countries in Dreamland."

Mundra watched Hayden's back.He couldn't see Hayden's expression at this time, but felt a burst of worry spreading from the bottom of his heart.He knows that this kind of worry has always existed, and he also knows why this kind of worry exists, but he never thinks that this is a problem worth noting, because the teacher once said that there are two kinds of emotions that need attention, one is joy, and the other is emotion. The second is tension.When he faced Hayden, he sometimes felt joyful and sometimes nervous, so he attached great importance to Hayden, the person who brought him two emotions at the same time.

But now, he found that the neglected worry actually overwhelmed the joy and tension, and developed to the point where he had to pay attention.Looking at Hayden's tall but silent back, he actually felt...worried?

Should it be called worrying?

Mundra raised his hand to stroke the place of his heart.Strange emotions mixed with worry.

Hayden remained silent.When he was hit by the scepter of Castaron II and became the marshal of the Banding Empire, he lost the qualification to do whatever he wanted.His every move involves the interests of the empire, and he has no right to be willful because of his emotions-even though he wants to throw this shackle heavily on Mellon's face now, he is crazy.

Myron waited quietly without any impatience.In fact, the longer Hayden hesitated, the more likely he was to sit on the sidelines.Compared with the harmonious relationship between the Banding Empire and the God of Light, this little wait is really nothing.There was a sudden knock on the door behind him. Although it was very soft and quickly drowned out in the sound of fighting, McLone was still sensitive to it.

He turned back.

The group of detained necromancers were coming out of the cage one after another.

Meron called out the name of the holy knight.

Immediately, two holy knights pulled out from the battlefield, and appeared in front of the group of escaped prisoners with lightning speed.Before the necromancer could cry out in alarm, the lives of two necromancers had already fallen into the hands of the holy knights who had arrived temporarily.

The remaining necromancers were prepared and summoned skeletons one after another.In fact, this is useless, because the biggest trump cards in their hands - the witch corpse and the undead knight have been exhausted in the first fight, and the summoned skeletons are really vulnerable except for their superiority in number.

The knights that Hayden and Mundra had met before finally joined forces with the group of necromancers.The woman who used to speak ill of the knights also let go of her prejudices and summoned skeletons to cooperate with the knights' attack.

Although they are very sincere in cooperation, all this is in vain in front of the two holy knights.

The divine power of light itself has a restraining effect on the spirit of the undead. Under the sword light of the holy knight, the skeleton has no power to parry, and it is almost smashed to pieces in a single encounter.As one necromancer after another fell to the sword of the holy knight, the number of skeletons plummeted.From the perspective of Hayden and Mundra, it seemed that the two holy knights were engaged in a one-sided massacre.

Hayden suddenly took Mundella's hand and broke through the gap between Meron and the Holy Knights!

Up to now, he has no interest in the battle between the Necromancer and the God of Light.The only thing he wants to do is to escort his father's body back to Van Riel as soon as possible, so that his mother can see him for the last time.And tell Xi Luo what happened in Xiguimo, and ask him to pay close attention to the movements of Xiguimo and the God of Light.

However, McLone didn't seem to care. In fact, he had been paying close attention to Hayden and Mundra, so when Hayden moved, he also moved.

The chubby body resisted Hayden's progress just like the wind, holding a ball of light divine power in both hands, his eyes were smilingly bent, and the depth between the upper and lower eyelids was bottomless. "Marshal, I don't think it's a good idea to bring a necromancer back to the empire. You know, necromancers will never become kind because of your kindness. They will only use your kindness to hurt other truly kind people."

Hayden said: "As you said, I am going to bring him back to the Empire for trial."

McLone said: "How can you do the trial of the Necromancer? I don't think anyone is more suitable for this task than the God of Light."

Hayden said: "The empire has the needs of the empire."

Mellon said: "The God of Light will always be willing to help."

Hayden said: "You provided it, but Otis still hasn't woken up."

Myron had heard about this matter, and he also knew the importance of Odis to many dignitaries in the empire, so he paused before replying: "His Majesty has always been concerned about this matter, and we are working hard for it. The future will definitely give the Marshal and His Majesty Shiro a perfect answer."

Hayden said: "I am very grateful for the efforts of God's Society, but please God's Society not to obliterate our efforts."

"Of course not." Myron suddenly turned around.

Taking advantage of the Holy Knight's inattention, the necromancer woman broke through their defense and rushed towards Meron.

McLone raised his hand.The light that had been held for a long time was sent out, and hit the body of the necromancer woman head-on, knocking her flying five or six meters away.After she lay on her back on the ground, she never got up again.

In addition, the two holy knights finished off all the prisoners and returned to the previous battlefield, leaving corpses all over the cage.

Melon turned around contentedly, and suddenly his eyes blurred. Hayden used wind magic to send himself and Mundra more than ten meters away. , Myron's expression changed slightly. Just as he was about to call back the Holy Knight, he saw an extremely holy and pure light shining in front of him!

As soon as Hayden saw the light, he put Mundella behind him.In fact, for knights, the destructive power of light divine power is far less than that of ordinary magicians, but for necromancers, it is really death by seeing light, and the more pure and holy the light is, the more lethal it is to them .

It was the first time that Mundella felt such strong fear and depression. The spirit of the undead in his body was completely suppressed, and he couldn't move at all. Not only that, he even felt his thoughts were blurring...

No!You can't admit defeat like this!

Mundra bit her lower lip hard, and summoned the witch corpse and the undead knight!

Before the witch corpse and undead knight could stand still, they directly attacked the ball of light!

"Father!" Suddenly there was a hazy cry from the side, but Mundra's head was bang and he woke up instantly.Sure enough, in front of his eyes, a familiar headless male corpse was standing unsteadily. Since it could not be manipulated with mental power, when other witch corpses and necromancers were flexibly dodging the attack of the light, Krell Still standing stupidly in the middle of winter, not worried at all that he would be wiped out by the light.

Almost without thinking, Mondela put Krell back into the space bag.

But he overlooked one point——

Once Krell leaves, the light shoots straight at him.

Hayden, who rushed into the light in order to prevent his father from being wiped out, only had time to hear a sound of falling to the ground behind him, and turned around to see Mundra being hit by the light on the ground.Immediately, he spun his feet, rushed back, and reached out to support him.

With a pale face, Mundra stood up unsteadily with the strength of Hayden's hand, but before he could stand still, the white light suddenly formed a huge suction force and sucked Mundella over.

Hayden tightened his grip.Mundra is like a rope in a tug of war, being pulled by Hayden and the strange force.

"Hayden." The light slowly pulled into a human shape, revealing a kind and holy figure.

"Pope...Your Majesty!" Hayden's complexion changed slightly.Since the pope came to the throne, he has rarely left the temple, so even if only his avatar is here, it is equivalent to being there in person.

The Pope smiled and said, "Trust me?"

Hayden gritted his teeth, "Sorry! I can't give him to you...he is mine, my friend."

The pope said: "Are you sure your friend is him? This Mr. Mundella who once caused a great disturbance in the imperial capital?"

Hayden's heart trembled, and he lost his voice: "What?" He looked at Mundella, the flames erupting from his eyes almost shot through his head.Although he didn't say anything, his menacing gaze seemed to threaten Mundra to immediately refute.

but no.

Mundra just held his hand silently, her eyes pure and innocent.But Hayden has seen this kind of gaze a lot. When he found out that he was a boy, he had this kind of gaze, and when he found out that he was a necromancer, he had this kind of gaze, so even if he is really Mundra, maybe, he will only see him. With this look?

Hayden's confidence was worn down by Mundella's silence.

he is a boy.

He can understand that he has unavoidable difficulties.

He is a necromancer.

He can understand that he is still young and can't help himself.

But, he is Mundra - the Mundra who threatened to turn Soso into a witch corpse, the Mundra who wanted to kill Olivia's mentor, the Mundra who was wanted by the empire...

Mundella noticed that Hayden's hand was loose, and couldn't help but want to clenched it harder.But the strength of his hand obviously couldn't compete with the huge suction force behind him, he could only feel Hayden's fingers slipping out of his palm little by little...until they separated.