Path of Light.

Chapter 588 Chapter 589. Demon Slayer
Although the holy light bullets thrown out could repel the white mist every time, once the white mist retreated into a group of ordinary dark creatures, it would quickly recover to its original state by absorbing the dark aura on the dark creatures.

It was like a dark vampire. No matter how badly it was beaten, as long as Roy couldn't kill it in one go and let it wander around in the dark biological clock, it would soon appear in front of Roy in full condition again...

Roy cast more than twenty purification spells and fifteen holy light bullets in succession, and finally found that there was very little holy light power left in his body.

The ball of white mist continued to absorb the dark energy from the group of dark creatures, and its body expanded again. Its current size was more than twice as large as when Roy first saw it.

The eyes that originally flashed with a cold white light have turned into a deep dark red.

Roy's body was scratched by the white mist, leaving six wounds. Although these scratches were not fatal, the tearing pain made his forehead covered with sweat.

The flowing blood dyed a large area of ​​the magic cloak red. The magic cloak could no longer block Roy's aura, and some ordinary dark creatures also surrounded Roy.

He didn't dare to get entangled with the white mist anymore. Seeing the white mist recovering again among the dark creatures, Roy quickly took out a bottle of high-quality life potion from his magic waist bag and poured it into his stomach. Then he ran down from the top of the slope, and went wherever the dark creatures were not so dense...

The magic cloak could not hide Roy's aura, and those ordinary dark creatures could also sense Roy's presence, but as long as Roy ran out of their perception range, those dark creatures would start wandering aimlessly again...

But the white mist kept staring at Roy. No matter how far Roy ran, it would always appear behind him like a shadow.

It was under such circumstances that Roy was targeted by a white mist holding a sickle.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of it. In the dark place, the Holy Light power in his body couldn't be replenished quickly, and it would only become less and less as he used it...

Roy hid behind a rock, drank another bottle of stamina potion, and carefully observed the surrounding terrain.

I ran here in a panic just now, and found with bitterness that I was getting farther and farther away from the Dark Portal Expeditionary Camp...

The power of Holy Light in his body was becoming less and less. After climbing over countless mounds, he finally felt the signs of cramps in his legs.

Fortunately, his magic waist bag contained various magic potions, including healing potions, mental potions, physical potions, and several large barrels of life sap.

While the white mist had not yet caught up with him, Roy leaned against a boulder to rest.

He flipped through his magic waist bag, thinking about how to get rid of the white mist...

Roy took out a large bag of emergency supplies from his magic waist bag. As soon as he opened the cloth bag, he saw a magic scroll made of parchment rolling down beside him. This magic scroll was given to him by Miss Tiffany before he left. There was a snowflake emblem on the outside of the scroll, and Miss Tiffany also wrote "Ice Explosion" in Elvish on the scroll.

'If you encounter a volcano or a river of lava in Golfito and it's too hot to bear, just open this scroll. The spell to trigger the magic pattern array on the scroll is very simple. I wrote it on the outside of the scroll. When you use it, remember to recite the spell when you unfold the scroll!'

Now Roy held the magic scroll in his hand and looked at the spells written in Elvish. He felt that it was worth a try at this time.

Then he set his eyes on the short spell...

……

The white mist dragged the black sickle along the ground, slowly sliding forward...

Behind the huge rock in front, the familiar smell of blood almost made its whole body burn. It could clearly feel that the body of the prey was gradually weakening, so it deliberately slowed down its speed and waited for the final hunting moment.

The white mist's eyes had turned blood red because it had absorbed too much mixed dark energy, and it seemed as if thousands of distracting thoughts had suddenly flooded into his body.

It came to the boulder, floated to the top of it, and raised the dark sickle high.

It seemed as if Roy's head could be cut off in the next second.

……

In a pit 500 meters away,

Three members of a Dark Land demon hunting team were wearing camouflage and lying side by side in a pit, peeking out only through a very narrow gap. The three demon hunters saw Roy hiding behind a boulder, and also saw the dark sickle that was gradually approaching.

The three demon hunters, one human warrior and two elven rangers, hid in the pit and whispered:

"He seems to be in trouble. Should we go over and help?"

A female Elf Ranger whispered.

There were two dark blue lines on her face, her skin was snow-white, and her body was actually taller than that of a human warrior. From her appearance, one could tell that she was a wood elf.

The human warrior said calmly, "Wait a little longer. Some demon hunters who like to work alone may not want us to share a piece of the pie at this time."

The other male elf ranger was a half-blood elf. He was half a head shorter than the human warrior. At this time, the male elf ranger's eyes lit up, and even his body moved slightly, and he said excitedly:
"Oh, he's actually a priest, and a rookie at that."

"..."

……

White mist suddenly emerged from behind the boulder, and a large ball of white mist rushed towards the place where Roy was hiding.

But when it saw Roy, the white mist saw that Roy was holding a dazzling holy light bullet in his hands. Roy even raised his head and smiled provocatively at the white mist.

There was something indescribably evil about the smile under the holy light... The white mist trembled instinctively and was inevitably hit by the holy light bullet that was so close.

A holy light bullet filled with holy light power suddenly exploded, and the holy light penetrated the white mist and spread to the surroundings...

The originally extremely thick white mist quickly vaporized in the holy light, and the bones in its body also completely turned into green smoke, and the white mist became as thin as a layer of white gauze.

This time, the white mist did not retreat, but continued to pounce on Roy, cutting Roy's neck with the black sickle in its hand.

Roy no longer had the holy light bullet in his hand, so he immediately took out a book of judgment.

He looked at the pair of blood-red eyes in the white mist calmly and turned the page directly.

Roy recited a prayer, and the divine pattern on the page suddenly lit up, and a small silver hammer flew out from the page...

It was a small hammer that shone with sacred light.

High Priest Reed had told Roy that this small hammer was called the 'Hammer of Judgment'.

……

This silver hammer, which made the white mist extremely familiar and also extremely frightened, hit the white mist, and the silver hammer suddenly emitted a strong shock force.

A strong feeling of dizziness, at this moment it seems as if time has stopped...

It is fixed on a huge rock...

It looks like a white gauze curtain floating in the air, and the black sickle is like a printed pattern on the curtain.

It clearly remembered that the previous few times, after the human released the silver hammer, he would use this opportunity to quickly escape into the distance, keeping a distance until it followed the smell of the human's blood and caught up with him again.

……

But Roy did not choose to escape this time, because Roy had completely exhausted the little holy light power left in his body.

If he escapes, when the white mist catches up with him again, he will be the one who will accept this ordeal...

So Roy planned to use this last chance to get rid of this group of white mist holding a sickle.

He stood under the white mist, reached out from his arms and took out the magic scroll. While tearing open the scroll, Roy quickly recited a spell.

When the scroll was unfolded, a complete magic pattern array appeared on the scroll...

The magic pattern formation was triggered by the spell, and cold air gathered in front of Roy from all directions. Then a head-sized ice ball appeared between Roy's hands, spinning.

Countless frost condensed around the ice ball. Driven by Roy, it flew towards the white mist that was fixed on the boulder one meter away...

'boom'

The ice ball exploded, making a crisp sound of ice cracking...

Countless ice crystals covered the white mist body

The white mist was frozen in midair, with a thick layer of frost hanging on it. The mist became solid at this moment...

Roy tightly grasped the sacred scepter in his hand and leaped onto the boulder. He appeared behind the white mist and swung the sacred scepter with all his strength.

At this moment, a shadow of a more than 20-meter-tall Holy Light Tree emerged from behind Roy. The Holy Light Tree emitted a holy light, covering Roy with a layer of sacred armor.

Roy was wrapped in dazzling holy light.

He used all his strength to smash the sacred staff on the head of the white mist. The white mist's eyes shattered, and along with them, a wisp of demon soul imprisoned in the white mist...

At this moment, Roy could clearly feel a cool current rushing into his body, making him feel that he had broken through the bottleneck of level thirteen.

The ice and snow shattered, and white mist suddenly burned in the air.

When all the white mist was completely burned out, a soul crystal the size of an egg yolk fell to the ground.

At this moment, Roy felt that the power of holy light in his body had been completely drained, and he fell exhausted on the dark boulder.

The sky was gradually getting darker, and the dark creatures around began to become active.

The Holy Light Tree in the body became dim, and the vortex of magic surrounding the Holy Light Tree was constantly absorbing the thin Holy Light power...

Roy lay powerlessly on the boulder, feeling that once the surroundings became completely dark, he would be the first to be torn into pieces by those unusually active dark creatures.

(End of this chapter)