Path of Light.

Chapter 623 624. Alvin Great Swordsman
Great Swordsman Alvin touched the wound on his face.

Although the wound had scabbed over, the dark energy was still corroding the flesh around the wound. The constant pain made him a little irritated.

He looked at the crystal sword in his hand, and for the first time, he felt a little unconfident about the two swords.

The blood-red sky was gradually turning darker, and when it got completely dark, it would be the most difficult time for them.

Countless dark creatures poured out, including many minions of the lich. They searched for their scent everywhere, and the lich behind them soon caught up.

A bonfire was lit in the camp. Although this bonfire might attract dark creatures around, there was nothing that could be done about it.

The bonfire can dispel the dark energy around, allowing the elf warriors to take a short break.

This time, in order to find the remains of the Frost Dragon, Great Swordsman Alvin summoned some second-level strongmen who were willing to enter the dark land.

After they had some repairs at the Isnes expedition camp, they invited a priest to join them. Then the adventure group followed the clues given by Great Swordsman Alvin to the edge of the sea and rashly entered the territory of a lich.

For this, Great Swordsman Alvin has paid the lives of seven elven warriors.

Although the great swordsman Alvin made a prompt decision and quickly walked back along the way he came, the lich was like a leech, following him all the way...

……

Sitting on a pile of sand, Byron Thor gazed into the distance. Under the blood-red sky was a dark sea of ​​sand, and several dark creatures were floating blankly in the air.

He took charge of the watch, took out the kettle, pulled out the cork and drank the last sip of holy water.

This was what Roy left behind when he left.

He originally wanted to search for the bodies of his companions along the expedition route. In fact, he also wanted to open up those dusty memories. He was afraid to think of that unbearable past because it would give him nightmares all night long, but he was even more afraid of forgetting them all.

Unexpectedly, when he stopped at the Isnes Expeditionary Force camp, he was brought into Haiti by the Great Swordsman Alvin.

He had never seen a dragon in his life. When he heard that Great Swordsman Alvin had discovered the remains of a frost dragon, he was very curious and wanted to come and see.

But he overlooked one thing: wherever there are giant dragons, there is often great danger as well.

The dry lips regained some color under the warmth of the holy water.

As it got dark, they had to continue their journey. Otherwise, if the lich caught up with them, another elven warrior might die...

A faint black mist began to spread over the black sand, which meant that the lich was not far from them.

Dark creatures like bean sprouts grew out of the sand. They were about one meter tall, with a main stem as thick as an arm and covered with thorns. There grew a magic eye larger than a coconut. The eye had a lavender pupil with countless golden rays radiating outward from around the pupil. The lens could be clearly seen under the cornea in front of the pupil. It kept looking around, searching for suspicious traces in the darkness.

Byron Thor only needed one arrow to shoot the magic eye, but he had to resist the urge to pull out the arrow, because as long as he shot the magic eye, the minions of the surrounding lich would rush over immediately.

They have paid a heavy price for this...

Byron Thor stood up from the sand pile, crouched down and ran to the campfire.

Here, the great swordsman Alvin has put out the campfire with black sand, and all the elf warriors are ready to set off.

But at this moment, the originally light dark purple smoke suddenly became thicker, and a shadow monster holding a sickle rushed out of the mist.

Behind it, some shadow demons continued to rush out from the black fog...

Great Swordsman Alvin clenched his crystal sword at the first moment, and a phantom of a unicorn appeared behind him. Then the phantom of the unicorn rushed into Great Swordsman Alvin's body. Then a virtual long horn appeared on Great Swordsman Alvin's forehead, and his eyes instantly turned red. He jumped high and stabbed the shadow monster in front with the crystal sword in his hand.

A half-foot long blade of light flew out from the sword and directly penetrated into the body of the shadow monster, splitting it in half.

A group of elven warriors took up their weapons and fought fiercely with these shadow monsters.

Byron Thor cursed softly, "What bad luck!"

He took off the longbow from his back, and the moment he pulled the bowstring, the shadow of a great elf archer appeared behind him and did the same thing as him.

Byron Thor shot an arrow, and the great elf archer added the breath of wind element to the arrow...

There were quite a lot of shadow monsters rushing over from the opposite side, so Byron Thor started to shoot at them rapidly, and some of them were hit in the forehead by arrows.

They need to kill these shadow monsters as quickly as possible to prevent other lich minions from taking the opportunity to arrive.

This battle is a race against time, and all the elf warriors are doing their best...

The shadow monsters in the purple mist seemed to rush out continuously. Great Swordsman Alvin was surrounded by a strong fighting spirit. As he swung his sword, some light blades kept flying out, smashing those shadow monsters.

A quarter of an hour later, the purple mist dissipated, and all the shadow monsters hidden in the purple mist were killed by Great Swordsman Alvin and his men.

Great Swordsman Alvin had a new wound on his shoulder, and he was gasping for breath due to the rapid depletion of his physical strength.

Byron Thor was collecting the lost arrows on the battlefield. There were only three magic-destroying arrows left in his quiver, and the rest were some ordinary feather arrows.

In the dark land, arrows are difficult to replenish, and Byron Thor cherishes every arrow.

It's just that the recent battles were fought hastily and the troops were in a hurry, resulting in most of the arrows remaining on the battlefield.

There are not many arrows left for Byron Thor to use.

Continuous fighting had severely depleted the stamina of these elf warriors. Many of them were extremely tired, but under such circumstances they had no choice but to grit their teeth and continue to retreat...

"Byron is gone!"

Great Swordsman Alvin stood in the distance and shouted to Byronthor who was at the end.

Byron Thor quickly inserted the arrow in his hand into the quiver and trotted towards the team.

When everyone came here, they always walked down the slope. To return, they have to climb up the long gentle slope, which makes it very difficult for the elf warriors to walk.

The sky over the Dark Land has turned completely dark, which means that the dark creatures have entered their active period.

The number of dark creatures floating in the sky began to increase. All the elf warriors were wearing magic cloaks. They also had to avoid the magic eyes growing on the ground and flee from Haiti as quickly as possible.

The aura of the lich behind him became more and more obvious. Great Swordsman Alvin kept urging the elf warriors to move faster. He looked behind him with some concern...

Many elves have died, and he really doesn't want any more elven warriors to die on the way to escape.

In the darkness, a group of elven warriors rushed forward in panic.

The shadow of the lich lingered in the hearts of every elven warrior. Everyone was gritting their teeth and insisting on following the team to rush outside. Some elven warriors could not hold on any longer and staggered and fell on the sand.

The elven sword dancers took the initiative to carry the elven warriors who could not walk, and everyone continued to run forward.

In the darkness, the pace of the Great Swordsman Alvin is gradually slowing down...

Byron Thor was the first to notice that something was wrong with Great Swordsman Alvin. He suddenly stopped and turned to ask Great Swordsman Alvin who was lagging behind the team: "Alvin, what do you want to do?"

The great swordsman Alvin avoided the other elf warriors, approached Byron Thor, and said in a low voice:
"It's about to catch up with us. We can't outrun it right now, so someone has to stop it. I have to do this. You and everyone else should run quickly. I bet this lich won't leave its territory. As long as we leave Haiti, we will all be safe."

Even if Great Swordsman Alvin didn't say it, Byron Thor knew that he was planning to do this...

The two have been friends for many years, and he knows Great Swordsman Alvin very well.

"How about we try again later..."

Byron Thor's eyes revealed a fierce murderous intent, but he was interrupted by the Great Swordsman Alvin:

"Don't dream about it. We can't defeat the lich in our current state."

The aura of the lich behind him became clearer and clearer.

A feeling of powerlessness and despair surged in Byron Thor's heart once again...

In a trance, he seemed to have picked up some memories that he had deliberately forgotten: it was also a dark place, and the dark demons also broke into the expeditionary camp. They also fled back along the expeditionary road, and those companions said the same things to him.

'It's catching up with us. We can't outrun it now.'

"Byron, you run the fastest. You will be safe as long as you reach Brinya."

"You must come back alive. Our family is in your hands."

In the past few years since Byron Thor returned to the Elf Continent, he has always felt like he has become a deserter on the battlefield.

The elf warrior running in front suddenly stopped.

In the endless darkness, a traveler wearing a magic cloak suddenly appeared in front of them. She walked on the sand with her head down.

They were clearly still far away, and she was clearly walking very slowly and with small steps, but within just a few steps, she was in front of everyone...

Great Swordsman Alvin passed everyone and ran to the front. He saw the unique attire of the elven magician, and the elven magician exuded a strong aura of space elements.

Just as the great swordsman Alvin was about to step forward and talk, he saw the elf magician lift up the hood covering his head, revealing a beautiful face.

The unique beauty and charm of the Silver Moon Elves are fully displayed on her...

"Alvin, why are you here?"

The voice was so soft and beautiful, and the familiar face made the great swordsman Alvin freeze in his tracks...

"Master Magister Jonas, why are you here too? It's great to see you. We are being chased by a lich..."

Great Swordsman Alvin quickly spoke of the trouble he had encountered.

Magister Jonas frowned as he listened, glanced forward, and asked:

"Have you seen the lich?"

"Ok!"

Great Swordsman Alvin answered honestly.

When the elven warriors heard Great Swordsman Alvin call the beautiful Silver Moon Elf lady in front of them "Lady Mage", they knew that she was a third-turn Grandmaster and gathered around her.

Magister Jonas actually wanted to move forward and take a closer look at the lich hidden in the black fog, but when he saw so many elven warriors with wounds all over their bodies and tired faces, he had to give up the idea of ​​continuing to explore the lich.

She didn't say much, and directly took out a magic scroll from her magic waist bag. After tearing open the magic scroll, Jonas opened a portal with a short spell.

This portal looks no different from the wooden door of a cabin, and it even has exquisite carvings on it.

Magister Jonas grasped the handle of the wooden door and pushed it gently, and the door opened.

There was also darkness on the other side of the wooden door. Magister Jonas walked into the door and said:

"Follow me..."

After Mage Jonas disappeared through the wooden door, Great Swordsman Alvin followed and walked in.

A group of elf warriors walked into the wooden door...

……

In fact, Roy was a little confused as to why the great magician Oppaia, a second-level powerful magician, targeted him.

Aren't great magicians usually very busy? Roy thought silently.

Not only do they have to study magic, they also have to practice advanced magic, and they have to meditate every day. There are so many things they need to do every day that they always lock themselves in the magic tower and practice carefully...

Obviously, the great magician Opeia knows better how to live, and maybe she wants to make this journey more interesting.

However, Roy did not appreciate this kind of Silver Moon Elf-style romance, so he would rather lock himself in the utility room under the stairs than sit on the sofa in the lounge area on the second floor.

After entering Haiti, the magicians suddenly became busy, and the great magicians had to stay in the magic cabin.

Everyone sat around in the lounge area on the second floor chatting, and usually Grems would introduce the characteristics of various dark creatures...

'Tuk tuk tuk'

There was a knock on the door. Roy looked outside through the crack and found Leah standing at the stairs, so he pushed the door open.

"Leah, what do you want from me?"

Roy thought Alice was feeling unwell again, and asked while putting on his shoes.

"I heard from them that you didn't have breakfast. Here is it."

Leah handed Roy a plate of breadfruit with a thick layer of jam on it, which looked very appetizing.

Roy took it and said "thank you".

The utility room under the stairs was very small, so there was no way to invite Leah to come in and sit down, so she could only stand at the door.

After more than three weeks of treatment, Leah's face looked noticeably rounder.

Roy casually talked about the first time he met Leah at the Isnes Expeditionary Force camp, and said that he took a wooden sculpture from Leah's stall. Leah just smiled and covered her mouth. She tried hard to cater to Roy's topic, but she didn't know what to talk about...

(End of this chapter)