Path of Light.

Chapter 625 626. Invitation

The light of purification enveloped Byron Thor, and a trace of darkness turned into steaming black smoke, emerging from Byron Thor's body...

Roy's actions immediately attracted the attention of all the elf warriors.

The great magicians simply set up the magic tent to block the aura of the elven warriors, and then immediately left them alone.

The identities and status of the elf warriors were much lower than those of the great magicians. The great magicians left in a hurry, and the elf warriors who were slightly injured immediately got up from the sand, took over the unfinished work, and fixed some pressure ropes.

Byron Thor told Roy that the priest they brought with them had exhausted all his holy light power on the way.

Then, the priest hurriedly slipped away, using the excuse that he missed his relatives and friends in the Isnes Expeditionary Force camp.

Without the priest to dispel the dark energy for the elf warriors...

Every day, a small amount of dark energy will penetrate into the body of the elven warrior, and then it will remain there and corrode the body of the elven warrior.

Along the way, the elf warriors suffered from the torture of the dark energy, and every day was miserable.

Seeing Roy walk out of the magic wooden house...

All the elf warriors looked at Roy, their eyes naturally full of expectation.

They had been with Roy for about three weeks, so naturally they knew Roy.

The dwarf warrior Lanling Bronzebeard, who was resting on the sand, called out the name "Roy".

Roy quickly waved to everyone and asked Byron Thor to rest aside.

Then, Roy came to Lanling Bronzebeard and saw that there were several more unhealable wounds on his chest. The dark energy had corroded his abdominal cavity. Roy estimated that if he was not a dwarf with a strong physique, an elf warrior would have died if he had suffered such serious injuries.

Now, Bronzebeard Lanling was just lying on the sand with a pale face, and he still had a little strength to speak...

"Uncle Lanling, how did you get injured like this?" Roy asked with concern.

Linglan Bronzebeard endured the pain and said to Roy in a muffled voice, "I was scratched by a shadow demon during the battle a few days ago."

Roy did not see the great magician Dalakli, so he asked Linglan Bronzebeard:

"Where is the great magician Dalakli? Why don't I see him?"

"I'm here!"

The great magician Dalakli strode in from outside and sat down next to Roy very casually.

He also looked very haggard, with his dusty hair casually tied into a ponytail at the back of his head.

However, he protects himself very well and is one of the few members of the team who is not tainted by the dark aura.

"It's great to see you again in the Dark Land!"

The great magician Dalakli came up and gave Roy a big hug.

Just now, he naturally went to visit several magicians in the magic wooden house, and chatted with several friends on the second floor of the wooden house...

"I thought you would go back to the Dark Portal Expedition camp and stay there obediently...but I didn't expect you to run out again!" Great Magician Dalakli said to Roy.

"I have no choice. These magicians have my transfer orders. I can only follow their orders and come here..."

Roy explained quickly.

He didn't want to create any rift between him and Byron Thor because of this incident...

Then, Roy began to use purification magic to dispel the dark energy from the other elf warriors.

Roy is now a seventeenth-level high priest with abundant holy light energy in his body. He quickly dispelled the dark energy from all the elf warriors.

Without the corrosion of the dark energy, the elven warriors became much more relaxed.

When the great magician Dalakli saw Roy treating the members of the adventure group one after another, it seemed as if the power of holy light was constantly flowing out of his body.

The great magician Dalakli looked at Roy's hands that had been completely transformed into holy light, and asked him with surprise:
"Roy, did you succeed?"

Roy chuckled and said to the great magician Dalakli:

"Although I still can't understand it, I did find a way to restore the power of Holy Light..."

"Sure enough, Roy, you are completely different from the other priests in the Statue of Liberty."

The great magician Dalakli came close to Linglan Bronzebeard, looked at the hemostatic bandages on his body that had been re-wrapped, and exclaimed:

"I really don't understand you. You are a priest, but you don't believe in the Statue of Liberty. Yet you are the first leader of the half-elf army of the Silver Moon Elf Kingdom, and you are also proficient in battlefield first aid..."

"You mean these skills? Of course they are accumulated bit by bit in daily life."

After saying that, Roy had already sutured the cut on a wounded man's shoulder. He casually cast a holy light spell on him, which formed a layer of oil film on the bloody wound.

……

The elf warriors quickly built a simple magic tent at the gathering place, with some leather and sleeping bags laid out side by side inside. Everyone would stay in this tent tonight.

It was dark outside, and some dark creatures were floating in the air, but they knew nothing about the conversation in the tent...

The Great Swordsman Alvin came to Roy...

Roy was stitching up the wound of an elf warrior. He was concentrating on inserting the crochet needle into the skin of the elf warrior. After sewing to the end and cutting the silk thread, he tied a knot at the end of the rope. Then he patted the elf warrior with satisfaction and signaled the next injured elf warrior to come over quickly.

Great Swordsman Alvin said to Roy:

"Captain Roy, I didn't expect that we would meet here."

He was the fourth person to say this to Roy today.

Roy looked back at the Great Swordsman Alvin and found that his eye sockets were sunken and his cheekbones were bulging...

"Great Swordsman Alvin, you are seriously overdrawn. You can't continue to take mental potions. You must have a good rest."

When Roy spoke, he did not look at the great swordsman Alvin. He spoke while cleaning the wound of the injured elf.

Roy had an assistant beside him. Leah was holding a silver tray with a crochet hook threaded with thread, rolls of hemostatic bandages, small scissors and some primary healing potions on it.

Leah also followed behind Roy to help. She was very diligent, but she would stay away every time Roy cast a spell.

After Roy cleaned the wound of the injured elf, he immediately took out a bottle of primary healing potion and poured it directly on the wound.

Then began the sewing...

The whole process was very skillful. "Well, Magister Jonas has lent us a helping hand this time, so I can really take a break."

The voice of the great swordsman Alvin was full of fatigue and relaxation. He was finally able to relax a little. He had never thought that he would encounter a magic group in such adversity, and that Mage Jonas actually brought back all the elven warriors.

Roy was busy for a long time before he treated all the injuries of more than 20 elf warriors.

There are some new faces here that Roy has never seen before...

Roy finished treating the wounded, handed the silver plate to Leah, took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood off his hands, and hurried to Byron Thole, wanting to chat with him for a while.

He and Great Swordsman Alvin were not very familiar with each other, so they had no topics to talk about.

At this time, the door of the magic cabin opened, and Mage Elaud walked out from inside. He stood at the door of the tent and said to Great Swordsman Alvin:

"Master Alvin, Teacher Cedric wants to see you."

Great Swordsman Alvin was thinking about how to get some useful information from Roy, but Mage Elaud called Great Swordsman Alvin away and he could do nothing for a while.

Great Swordsman Alvin followed behind Mage Elaud and looked carefully at the large magical wooden house.

"I was wondering why this magic wooden house looked so familiar. It turns out to be the magic wooden house of Master Mage Cedric." Great Swordsman Alvin said casually.

He was the chief swordsmanship instructor of the royal family in Buenos Aires, and knew many of the Silver Moon Elves’ dignitaries. Apparently, he also knew the Grand Mage Cedric...

Following Magister Elaud into the magic house, it was shown that they walked through a long corridor and then stopped outside a room.

Magister Elaud knocked on the door tentatively and said, "Teacher, Great Swordsman Alvin is here."

……

In the small reception room outside the suite, Grand Mage Cedric sat opposite Great Swordsman Alvin.

The drink in the cup of the great swordsman Alvin was azure blue. In addition to the faint fragrance of the sap of the tree of life, there were some other flavors...

Great Swordsman Alvin tried to take a sip, and a cool magical power quickly penetrated into his body, instantly eliminating most of the fatigue in his body.

Magicians can always prepare some drinks with special flavors.

"Great Swordsman Alvin, how did you come to Haiti?" asked Grand Mage Cedric.

Great Swordsman Alvin quickly stood up and answered:
"Master Magister Cedric, we came to Haiti to look for a battlefield relic. I heard that there are many good things in the battlefield relic... Then why did you come here?"

Grand Mage Cedric raised his head, exchanged glances with Great Swordsman Alvin, and then said:

"Of course I came here for the lich... I heard from Jonas that you just met the lich?"

"That's true. In fact, we have been entangled by this lich for almost five days, and seven elven warriors have died at its hands."

Then Great Swordsman Cedric asked again:
"I remember you met a lich before?"

Great Swordsman Alvin looked slightly embarrassed and explained to Great Mage Cedric: "That happened a long time ago."

"So what do you think of the strength of this lich?" Grand Mage Cedric asked again.

Great Swordsman Alvin replied, "In the Dark Land, it possesses even more powerful dark power, and this area is full of Demon Eyes and some lich minions. At least in Haiti, the five second-level warriors in our team are no match for this lich."

Grand Magister Cedric nodded and said:
"We came to Haiti to hunt this lich. But we don't know much about this lich at the moment, so we came to you to collect this information in detail."

Great Swordsman Alvin looked at Great Mage Cedric in surprise. He quickly asked:

"With the power you possess, it is naturally very easy to hunt a lich. Why do you still want to inquire about the lich's news this time?"

Grand Magister Cedric raised his head and said with a smile:
"What if I want to catch him alive?"

"..."

Great Swordsman Alvin was silent for a moment. After a while, he asked:
"Do you want to capture this lich alive?"

Grand Magister Cedric nodded: "Well, how about it? Do you want to stay and help me?"

"sure."

Great Swordsman Alvin hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.

Grand Mage Cedric shook his head and said, "Great Swordsman Alvin, you are still the same. You never know how to refuse others. If you want to leave, you don't have to force them. It should be safe to return to the Isnes Expeditionary Force camp from here."

Great Swordsman Alvin waved his hands and said loudly: "No, no... Of course I want to stay. What makes me hesitant is that the elf warriors who came with me have suffered a series of defeats. Considering that they have lost all confidence in the trip to Haiti, if they want to return to Isnes, I will let them leave..."

Grand Magister Cedric nodded. Alvin in front of him was still the great swordsman who always cared about others...

……

Back in the magic tent, Great Swordsman Alvin told the team members about the invitation from Grand Mage Cedric.

The temporary tent suddenly became quiet as a group of elf warriors started discussing.

As expected, some elf warriors chose to leave. They wanted to go on an expedition to the depths of the dark land to look for some hunting opportunities...

But most of the second-level warriors chose to stay, and those elf warriors who left were all first-level peak warriors.

In fact, Byron Thor also wanted to leave, but the Great Swordsman Alvin hoped that Byron Thor could stay, and Byron Thor did not refuse...

Great Swordsman Alvin had helped Byron Tor several times, and the reason Byron Tor was able to enter the dark land this time was because of the relationship that Great Swordsman Alvin had smoothed out.

In addition to Byron Thor, there are five second-level strongmen willing to stay, including Linglan Bronzebeard and Dalakli Magician.

……

The second person to return to the magic cabin was Magician Wesley. Before leaving, he had already chosen an ideal location to set up the magic circle.

This time I went to that area, I also wanted to see what the sea of ​​sand looked like.

Setting up a magic circle is a very tedious task, especially if one wants to tie up a level six dark monster. This is also a huge project for the six magicians.

Six magicians brought a group of great magicians to the perfect ambush location found by Magician Wesley.

Cedric looked around and saw that the place chosen by Mage Wesley was indeed a good one...

A group of magicians were also very anxious. After confirming the location of the magic circle, they began to work under the leadership of Grand Mage Cedric.

Roy followed Byron Thor to patrol the surrounding area...

(End of this chapter)