Eastern mythology system

Chapter 394
The thief York was robbed of the limelight, and he was very upset, but when he heard Roger's exclamation, he was stunned for a moment.

"The Book of Redemption? Artifact? The Holy See?"

Looking back, I saw the team of a dozen people who didn't look like mercenaries striding forward under the leadership of the old pastor.

By now, their identities have become clear.These dozen or so people were indeed not mercenaries, but people sent by the Holy See of Light.

The old pastor Jurgen glanced at Roger, who exclaimed, his eyes were sharp, like stabbing with a sharp knife.

Roger couldn't help but be taken aback for a moment before reacting.

The Dark Alliance and the Holy See of Light are incompatible, and they are natural enemies.This is where we face our common enemy.If they met outside, the two sides would have already opened up and started fighting.It is reasonable for the old pastor to have a bad look at him.

Jurgen walked to the front line, and the artifact, the Book of Redemption, was suspended above his head, and moved forward accordingly.Every time he took a step forward, the monsters screamed and wailed and took a step back, and the line of human mercenaries also moved forward.

Not only that, but the dozen or so members of the Holy See of Light who followed Jurgen were not idle either. Some raised their staffs high and chanted incantations in a hurry, and then they healed magic one by one, and the auxiliary magic fell to bravery. Fighting mercenaries.

It's no wonder that the profession of pastor is independent on the mainland, and even within the profession of priest, it is divided into priests of light and ordinary priests, which seem to be two different professions.The priests of the Holy See of Light do have their unique advantages in healing and auxiliary magic.

These priests of light are not weak, and the lowest level is the level of elementary magisters.Large-scale group magic such as group healing and group blessing poured out, making the scarred mercenaries seem to be resurrected on the spot, alive and murderous.

Some other people are good at fighting professions, each drew their weapons and joined the ranks of counterattacking monsters.

Although they were small in number, they had almost no damage and consumption along the way, and their physical strength was quite sufficient.These new forces were like sharp knives, piercing fiercely into the group of monsters.

Escobar, Eusebio, and others had rich combat experience, and they also seized this opportunity to lead their respective regiment members in a fierce attack, killing the monsters in a rout and bleeding into rivers.

The mysterious lines on the ground lit up, as if they wanted to absorb the monster's blood flowing all over the ground.

Jurgen snorted coldly, and suddenly activated the Book of Redemption, emitting a more dazzling light.

Under the radiance of the holy light, the blood of the monster made a creaking sound like boiling hot water, then turned into gas and evaporated, dissipating in the air.

Not only that, those mysterious lines come into contact with the light from the Book of Redemption, just like animals in the natural world encounter their natural enemies, slowly dimming, and finally disappear completely.

The ground returned to its original appearance.

Jurgen snorted again, and was not satisfied with the shrinking of the mysterious lines. Instead, he stepped up to activate the Book of Redemption, suppressing the densely packed monsters so that they couldn't lift their heads.

victory is in sight!

The current situation is so clear that anyone can see it.

The mercenaries shouted and fought fiercely, no matter how tired their bodies were, they mustered their courage and vowed to drive these monsters to extinction.

The members of the Linghu Mercenary Group stood behind and did not join the ranks of the battle.

The situation was developing too fast. They had just entered the third floor, and before they could react, the situation was already set.

Not counting Long Aotian, the number of Linghu Mercenary Corps is small, and their strength is not outstanding. In such a big scene, they are dispensable, and they can't help much.

The situation of human mercenaries is very good now, it is the time to take advantage of the victory and beat the dogs in the water, and there is no need for them to join in the fun.

Only the thief York curled his lips with a look of displeasure.

"The people of the Holy See of Light are just good at pretending, and let them do everything in the limelight. Sure enough, they specialize in karma, but professional magic sticks are different, so you can't accept it."

In his opinion, the old priest who controls the book of redemption is definitely not as powerful as Long Aotian.However, with the addition of this artifact, and the natural restraint effect on dark creatures in the attack of the Holy See of Light, the efficiency of killing monsters may be a little higher than that of Long Aotian.

However, only a little bit.York doesn't think that with Long Aotian's holy level strength, he won't be able to deal with these ants-like and "weak" monsters in front of him.

"...We came first, okay..."

York is aggrieved that Long Aotian was robbed of a chance to be a savior.

Long Aotian smiled and patted his shoulder, not paying attention.

He really doesn't care, let alone...

"There's no need to care about such a small matter. Besides, today's battle is far from over."

York heard a sudden movement in his heart, and turned his head to look at the field.

Sure enough, as if in response to Long Aotian's words, the situation on the battlefield has undergone new changes.

Everyone was in an extremely wide square on the third floor, which was originally pitch black without a trace of light.Even with the torches lit by the mercenaries and the light from the divine artifact, the Book of Redemption, they only illuminated the place where the mercenaries fought.Farther away, it was still deep and dark, making it difficult to see clearly.

Receiving Long Aotian's reminder, York deliberately observed and found that the darkness in the distance seemed to be getting thicker and thicker.And as if it could move, it slowly pressed towards this side.

The thick pitch black seems to be slow and fast, and in the blink of an eye, it has come to the front line of the battle between the two sides.

The mercenaries who were about to kill all the monsters immediately noticed something strange at the moment when the darkness covered them.

The body became heavy, the movement of jumping and avoiding slowed down, and the hands and feet were limp and useless.The buff effect brought by the auxiliary magic of the priest of light seems to be offset by the dilution of the darkness.The pain and fatigue from the previous battle came back like a tide, and it was even more ferocious.

Looking back at the monsters on the opposite side, the darkness was like a pitch-black curtain, blocking the deadly light from the Book of Redemption.And the darkness lingered around them like clouds, mending their wounds, infusing them with vitality and strength.

In an instant, the situation on the field was reversed again due to the sudden darkness.

The old pastor Jurgen suddenly changed his color, and suddenly exerted his strength, urging the book of redemption to shine brightly, dispelling the darkness on the mercenaries.

"who is it?"

Following Jurgen's loud questioning, a burst of wild laughter came from far and near, and came through in the darkness.

"Mercenaries, and priests and warriors from the Holy See of Light, on behalf of the great and supreme God of Darkness, I welcome you."

Hearing this voice, Roger, who was dealing with the pincer attack of two Balrogs, suddenly lost his mind for a moment, and was almost punched in the head.

With a loud shout, he fiercely raised his fighting spirit, and unleashed the strongest trick, cutting the two Balrogs into four pieces.

He tapped the ground with his feet, and flew back a certain distance, leaving the front line, standing on the ground with his sword, panting heavily.

Although there are sequelae of the extremely expensive trick, but more, it is because of that very familiar laughter.

Because he was so familiar, Roger couldn't believe that he would appear here and say such things.

But with the brazen attack of the owner of that voice, several mercenaries and monsters who fought the most fiercely were blown into piles of flesh and blood, and the face illuminated by the magic brilliance made Roger unable to accept the reality any longer.

"My lord, how could it be you!?"

(End of this chapter)