Path of Light.

Chapter 660 Chapter 661. The Mage in the Snowstorm
A group of priests, holding sacred scepters in their hands, chanting prayers, and taking extremely firm steps, walked towards the Nakma Demon Commander step by step.

They were not blessed by the Holy Light, but the expressions on their faces were extremely pious...

In front of the Nakma Demon Lord Commander, these priests fell in a pool of blood, and their prayers were not answered by the goddess.

Even though the priests fell down, they were still chanting prayers.

Among this group of priests, a high priest held a holy grail of wisdom in one hand and a long sword in the other. Even though he was mixed in with the other priests, the holy light emanating from his body still made him particularly eye-catching among the group of priests.

He was like a firefly in the dark night, emitting a faint glow...

The Holy Grail of Wisdom in his hand was also emitting the power of Holy Light, but the power of Holy Light was too weak to help other priests...

As he walked along, the faint holy light emanating from his body actually burned, and the holy grail held high was like a torch.

The Nakma Demon Commander outside the gate of the expeditionary camp stared at the priest holding the torch with his four scarlet eyes.

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The dragon bone jaw at the entrance of the Dragon's Throat camp blocked the Nakma demon warlord who was advancing on the corpse of the priest...

The demon commander's eyes flashed scarlet. He raised the blood-stained long-handled battle axe high up and chopped down at the dragon's jaw that had already been petrified, instantly splitting the petrified dragon's jaw in half.

The demon commander was about to lead a group of Nakma demon warriors into the camp.

At this moment, the priests who fell in a pool of blood suddenly disappeared in the darkness. Holy light emanated from their bodies, and countless pure white holy lights flew into the Holy Grail of Wisdom in the hands of the high priest.

The priest holding the Holy Grail was extremely surprised. He raised his head and stared at the Holy Grail in his hand, and a look of shock appeared on his originally confused face.

These priests have been praying all the time. Even when disaster strikes, they are still longing for that last bit of so-called hope...

Even though they were chopped in half by the Nakma Demon Overlord's axe, they were unable to swing the sacred scepter in their hands. They fell in a pool of blood, and the devout power of faith in their bodies turned into a fire of anger that burned all over the ground...

The high priest stood in place, holding a long sword in one hand and holding high the Holy Grail of Wisdom in the other.

The Nakma demon commander also realized that the situation was not good at this moment, and rushed towards the priest holding the Holy Grail of Wisdom.
A strong holy light suddenly burst out from the holy grail in the priest's hand. The holy light continued to overflow from the holy grail of wisdom and was all injected into the priest's body.

Under the infusion of strong holy light, a pair of wings of light appeared behind the priest. As the wings formed by the holy light fully unfolded, the strong holy light shone on the body of the demon commander.

Black soil,

Bloody sky,
A priest held the Holy Grail of Wisdom in his hand, with ten-meter-long wings of light spread out behind him.

Facing a demon commander who was taller than a mammoth...

The bodies of the priests around him continued to burn, and a large amount of holy light was poured into the body of the priest through the Holy Grail of Wisdom.

His body was being assimilated by the holy light, and countless holy lights were spreading throughout his body like blood.

The priest's body began to become transparent...

As the silver wings of light flapped slightly, his feet actually left the ground. Strands of holy light began to weave a sacred armor on his body, and his illuminated body began to grow larger.

He transformed into an angel, and an archangel's sword appeared out of thin air in his hand.

The demon commander swung his long-handled battle axe at the angel that was emitting holy light, and a holy shield appeared on the angel's arm.

The long-handled battle axe was blocked by the temple shield, and the impact force almost flattened the Dragon's Throat Expeditionary Force camp...

The demon commander realized that something was wrong, and a ball of black flames began to burn in his body...

He roared at the angel, trying to use his voice to break through the holy light surrounding the angel's body.

The demon commander raised his long-handled battle axe with both arms and slammed his strong right shoulder hard into the holy shield.

'boom'

The violent collision once again sent out a circular shock wave...

The angel in the air opposite flew back, flapped its wings of light with all its might, and rushed back to its original position several times in a row. In a flash, it cut off the long-handled battle axe in the hand of the Nakma Demon Commander with one sword.

The angel radiates a dazzling light...

The priest who transformed into an angel raised the angel sword in his hand again, and took advantage of the moment when the Nakma Demon Commander raised his head to cut off the Demon Commander's head.

The suppression at the power level left the huge Nakma Demon General unable to fight back.

The Nakma demon commander collapsed directly at the gate of the Dragon Expeditionary Force camp, and his body began to turn into wisps of black gas, which continued to evaporate...

Then the holy light on the priest began to dissipate rapidly, and the first thing to disappear was the pair of light wings behind the angel.

As the priest fell from a great height, the sacred armor on his body began to dissipate, and two bloody wounds appeared on his back where the wings grew from. He fell heavily into a pool of blood at the gate of the camp.

Priests kept rushing out of the camp. Although these priests did not have the power of holy light in their bodies, they could burst out strong holy light flames before they died. As long as the Nakma demon warriors rushed in front of the priests, they would almost be burned to ashes by this holy light flame...

The Nakma Demon Marshal was killed in battle at the gate of the Dragon's Throat Expeditionary Camp, but a large group of Nakma Demon warriors still refused to retreat.

Behind the Nakma demon army, three liches poked their heads out from the black fog. There were also a large number of ghosts rolling in the black fog. As long as any Nakma demon warrior tried to retreat, he would be pulled into the black fog by the liches.

A large number of Nakma demon warriors desperately rushed into the expeditionary camp...

The entire expeditionary camp was engulfed in flames.

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Pieces of tough hexagonal crystals once again fell from the bloody sky. These ice flakes were blown down and scratched the faces of the priests, leaving scars on their faces.

The priests squinted their eyes and looked up at the dark sky. It had never snowed in the Dark Land for so many years.

But now, dark clouds gathered together, and the snowflakes under the clouds were like blades. Unfortunately, the Nakma demon warriors were wrapped in black armor, so these snowflakes could not hurt them at all. "This is a blizzard..."

A knowledgeable high priest shouted loudly in the camp.

The blizzard swept in. Although there was no magic array set up in advance, the extremely cold environment put all the soldiers on the battlefield into an extremely cold predicament...

The priests would shiver in the snowstorm and be cut all over by the sharp snowflakes.

In comparison, the situation of those Nakma demon warriors was much better.

At this time, not far from the Dragon's Throat Expeditionary Camp, a magic wooden house slowly approached the Expeditionary Camp.

Grand Magister Cedric and Magister Elaud stood on the observation deck of the magic cabin, both of them holding their wands high. Behind them appeared an ice elemental lord, which was constantly spraying a large amount of frost, snow and cold wind into the sky...

This blizzard not only swept across the entire battlefield, but also swept towards the rear of the Nakma Demon Legion at an extremely fast speed...

Finally, the edge of the blizzard touched the black fog of the lich. The blizzard blew into the black fog, and the black fog quickly condensed into particles of ice sand and fell on the black ground. The ghosts also quickly froze into countless ice cubes and fell to the ground.

The black fog dissipated, and three liches hidden in the black fog revealed their figures.

The other four magicians also appeared on the terrace of the magic cabin at this time. They stood side by side, their eyes only focused on the lich that emerged from the black fog. They didn't even look at the scattered Nakma demon warriors on the battlefield.

The liches were obviously aware that they were in danger, and they began to retreat silently.

But at this time, ice cones fell from the sky and landed messily around the liches. These huge ice cones, several meters long, instantly cut off the liches' retreat.

At this time, the Nakma warriors on the battlefield were also in great danger. Ice spikes fell from the sky, and Nakma warriors were constantly pierced through the body by ice spikes...

These ice cones seemed to have eyes, and they almost perfectly avoided the positions of the priests. Every time they fell, they almost hit the Nakma demon warriors.

Because there were so many falling ice cones, these Nakma demon warriors had no way to avoid them and were pierced through the bodies by the ice cones one after another.

A lich stood in place, emitting shrill screams towards the sky, trying to disperse the clouds in the sky and dissolve the blizzard, but it was obvious that the power it possessed was not enough.

The other two liches were fleeing frantically in the blizzard...

Grand Magister Cedric pointed his wand at the lich who was struggling to resist. At the same time a circular wave of death burst out from her body, an ice prison like an iron barrel fell from the top of the lich's head, instantly freezing the motionless lich inside.

Mage Joyce, carrying an ice spear, chased after the two fleeing liches. The ice spears followed the rhythm of Mage Joyce's footsteps and kept falling at the feet of the two liches, forcing them to dodge left and right.

It was purely a suppression of strength. When the blizzard hit, the moment the wind and snow collided with the black fog, these liches were doomed to an inescapable fate.

When the priests in the Dragon's Throat saw the magic wooden house appearing in the snowstorm, they began to put up some shields and wooden boards and rejoined the battle in the snowstorm...

Roy and the great magician Grahams basically had no chance to intervene.

The two could only hide by the window of the magic wooden house, watching the blizzard sweeping across the entire battlefield. One by one, the Nakma demon warriors were pierced through the bodies by icicles falling from the sky. A thick layer of transparent ice condensed on their bodies. Although they did not die immediately, their bodies had been frozen in place and they were unable to make any movements.

"Gremus, I now clearly understand the difference between a great magician and a mage. If your blizzard domain is compared to a light snowfall, then the blizzards cast by the two mages Elaud and Cedric are real blizzards..."

Roy stood next to Grems and complained quietly.

"If I become a magician in the future, I will be able to easily create a blizzard of this power!" Great Magician Grams said unconvinced. "Also... the ice cones in the blizzard are controlled by other magicians. If you look closely at those ice cones... they almost wiped out the Nakma Demon Army."

"Gremus, stop complaining. Teacher Elaud asked us to go down and help... We have to rescue the injured priests on the battlefield." A great magician rushed down from the rest area on the second floor, putting on his magic cloak as he ran.

"Roy, it's our turn to work." Great Magician Grames shouted to Roy.

"coming!"

Roy followed closely behind the great magician Grahams, passed through the door of the magic cabin, and rushed into the blizzard area.

The great magician Grams casually put a magic shield on Roy so that he would not have to fear the extreme cold in the blizzard area.

Roy jumped down the steps of the magic cabin, stepped on the thick snow, and ran towards a Nakma demon warrior.

At this moment, he was frozen in the ice and could not move at all. Roy held a flail covered with spikes in his hand and swung it towards the head of the Nakma demon warrior. Unfortunately, the demon warrior was much taller than Roy. Roy did not calculate the distance of the flail, and the spiked hammer head hit the Nakma demon's chest directly.

The ice shattered, and Roy smashed the Nakma demon warrior's chest into a bloody mess.

Roy swung the flail in his hand for the second time, and the skull of the Nakma warrior was immediately opened by Roy...

When the completely frozen Nakma demon warrior fell to the ground, Roy reached out and took out a black magic crystal from his head.

The great magician Grams turned around and shouted to Roy at the front: "Roy, don't worry about those Nakma demons. Let us take care of them. Go to the battlefield and take care of the injured priests. I found that some of them can still be saved..."

"Coming." Roy answered loudly without thinking.

He stood up and ran towards the camp gate, where more priests were lying in a pool of blood.

The bodies of many priests were burned to ashes, but some priests survived the battle.

Roy went to the pile of corpses to find the priests who were not burned to death by the holy light flames, and cast holy light magic on them...

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At the gate of the Dragon's Throat Expeditionary Camp, the priest who had transformed into an angel was lying on the ground in a pool of blood.

He was covered in blood, and the power of holy light emanated from his body. One could see that countless blood vessels on his body had burst, and there was no intact skin on his body. There were even two deep and solid wounds on his back...

When Roy saw him holding the Holy Grail of Wisdom, his heart suddenly tightened.

When Roy saw his bloody face again, his mind suddenly went blank, as if he had been hit by a huge hammer.

(End of this chapter)