Surprised me into a goddess of light

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, if you keep playing, those two little troubles will really get lost."

The elf rubbed my hair, turned around, looked in the direction in which the man in black robe was running away, and disappeared instantly.

I stroked my forehead, which was still warm, with a puzzled expression.

Did the elf do something?

......

Twenty kilometers away from my location.

The black-robed swordsman sat in the tree hole with his eyes closed, panting slightly.

From just now to more than two minutes now, he has been running away with all his strength, escaping such a long distance is already his limit.

This kind of rapid attack, even if he is a third-level swordsmanship master, he is a little tired.

He covered his rapidly beating heart and tried his best to conceal his breath.

Unexpectedly, the college was so serious that it dispatched the legendary Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse to investigate.

These are the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse!The most mysterious and powerful combat power of Apocalypse Academy, second only to the existence of Dean Xavier.

When he heard the name of [Plague] just now, he was immediately petrified, his first reaction was GameOver, he wanted to die, and he ran away by instinct.

But after running so far and after such a long time, he probably won't be able to catch up, right?

He breathed a sigh of relief, and planned to hide for a while longer, and if there was nothing abnormal, he would leave quickly.

A gust of night wind blew by, and the pointed leaves swayed, ready to fall at any moment.

Something was wrong, the black-robed swordsman in the tree hole clenched the broken sword tightly.

Woo!

The wind was getting louder and louder, and some branches fell and fell to the ground, making a slight noise.

The black-robed swordsman seemed to have sensed something, trembling involuntarily, rushed out of the tree hole, and ran as fast as he could in a direction away from the wind blowing point.

His steps were chaotic, and the hood and broken mask on his head were blown up by the strong wind, revealing a delicate face and an expression of extreme panic.

However, not long after rushing out, he saw the figure of a silver-haired woman on the top of the tree in front of him.

White shirt, black leather boots, it is the elf just now: [Plague].

The body of the black-robed swordsman stiffened suddenly, and his mind went blank.

Facing this elf woman, he felt like he was back in his infancy, so weak that he had no strength to resist.

Plague lightly jumped down from the treetops, with a warm smile on his face, and slowly walked towards him.

But the black-robed swordsman felt as if he had been hit by ice magic, and his whole body felt cold.

Without hesitation, he turned around and ran.

Plague watched his back, but did not catch up.

The black-robed swordsman fled the scene as fast as he could in his life, and was in a panic.

Gradually exhausted, the wind in his ears slowed down, and the black-robed swordsman's footsteps were hurried and chaotic.

"Huh...huh..."

He was panting heavily and laboriously, almost out of his lungs, and the scene in front of him gradually began to shake.

The black-robed swordsman looked back. In the barren forest, there was no one there.

He felt a little relieved, but still didn't dare to stop, turned his head and continued to run wildly.

Suddenly, he stopped.

Not far away, the beautiful plague was standing in front of him, the corners of his mouth curled up, showing a smile.

The eyes of the black-robed swordsman were a little more desperate.

Cold sweat broke out on his brow, and his legs trembled violently.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The black-robed swordsman let out an angry roar, forcibly dispelled the fear in his heart, and rushed towards the plague.

His speed was very fast, and afterimages appeared from his body.

According to common sense, he would arrive at the side of the plague within a second, and as usual, he swung his broken sword and slashed at the opponent's throat.

But it didn't.

He found that the distance between himself and the plague was getting farther and farther, even though the other party hadn't moved.

But he continued to charge until his body became more and more exhausted, his feet staggered, and his black robe was covered with mud.

He raised his head, looked at the plague who didn't know how far away he was, and panted heavily.

Panting, he felt his throat tickle.

He covered his mouth and couldn't help coughing twice.

The black-robed swordsman spread out his palms, and instead of seeing red, he saw a little bit of green.

There is no smell of blood and rust, but with the aroma of plants.

Is this your own blood?

The young black-robed swordsman looked confused.

The next moment, his forehead, his cheeks, his neck, his ears, his eyes... all grew green weeds and white roses.

One by one, one by one, full of vitality.

The man in black couldn't run any longer, and fell to his knees on the ground.

Countless plants grew from his exposed skin hidden in the black robe, absorbing nutrients and growing crazily.

At the same time, on the broken sword in his hand, the surrounding soil, stones, and the branches of the big trees, green grass grew out one after another, mixed with beautiful rose flowers.

Ten seconds later, the figure of the black-robed swordsman had completely disappeared, and together with the black robe, it had all turned into fresh flowers and plants.

Under the snow-white moonlight, green grass and roses dance with the wind, beautiful and enchanting.

......

In another direction tens of kilometers away, the man in the black robe of illusion cast shadow magic on himself, hid under a tree, his heartbeat and breathing almost completely disappeared.

She is the commander-in-chief of this operation, and she has a special ability to detect the life status of other actors in time.

In the forest, it was also because of this ability that I was able to know that there was a problem with Winnie.

But now, she only felt that her scalp was numb, and her surroundings were full of dangers.

Because 1 minute ago, the vital signs of his teammate, the black-robed swordsman disappeared!

That was a Tier [-] swordsman whose strength was close to his own, and he was one of the best even in the divine religion, but he was dealt with so quickly, there was no room for him to escape.

The plague, one of the four horsemen of the apocalypse, is really a monster...

The man in black opened his eyes wide, leaned against the big tree, his spirits were tense, and he looked at the surrounding environment warily.

Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded in her ear.

"What are you looking for?"

The pupils of the man in black suddenly dilated.

From the corner of her eye, she saw that Plague with silver-white hair and light blue eyes had appeared beside her at some point, with a hint of doubt in her tone.

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The hairs on the back of Vieruodis' black-robed neck stood up one by one.

She didn't reply, but took out a blue crystal bottle.

There is a red prohibition sign on the bottle, and a string of small characters: [Third-order mental power induction potion]

Plague looked at her with interest, but was not in a hurry to make a move.

Gulu, the man in black, drank the liquid inside.

Snapped!

She dropped the bottle, her mind buzzed, and she felt that her mental power was stronger than ever.

"The will burns!"

"Spiritual Storm!"

A hoarse voice sounded, and powerful spiritual ripples suddenly spread, forming a real storm in reality.

This mental interference magic cast by burning one's own mental power is still effective, and the plague has a brief absence.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the man in black took out the pitch-black thing.

A trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes, and then she immediately became firm, and threw the pitch-black thing at the plague forcefully, and at the same time drew back quickly.

The dark things came to the plague, shining brightly.

It has preserved a large amount of magic power of the light system, including the two fourth-order scrolls it absorbed just now, and now it releases them all at once.

Boom!

There was a deafening explosion, and the dazzling brilliance pierced the night, and I could see it even dozens of kilometers away.

The destructive energy melted everything around, and a strong shock wave swept outward, countless giant trees melted instantly, leaving no slag left.

The sky became extremely empty, the clouds spread far away towards the surroundings, and a huge pothole was burned out on the ground by the magic power.

The man in black gritted his teeth, turned around and fled into the distance.

This attack consumed the magic power of the light system accumulated in the holy artifact for many years. She didn't expect to solve the opponent, but only hoped to injure the plague and increase her chances of escape.

Above the deep pothole, the crimson flames were burning fiercely, and the heat wave was raging.

The plague floated in the flames, and the lingering flames blew her silver hair, and the horrible explosion didn't even leave a speck of dust on her body.

In her hand was a pure white longbow, and an invisible force field leaked from the bow, blocking all impacts outside.

Absolute life field!

The iconic ability of the fourth-order powerhouse!

This is a high-intensity "force field" formed by arranging magic power or fighting energy in a special array after the individual reaches the fourth level, which can effectively defend against various forms of external attacks, including but not limited to fighting energy, sword intent, magic crystal Cannons, mental power, etc., are the fundamental reasons why fourth-order powerhouses are not afraid of siege, and non-fourth-order powerhouses are invincible.

"Dark Light Magic Disk? The Dark God Religion has really spent a lot of money."

Plague played with the newly-harvested jet-black thing, a black disc the size of a palm.

After the release of the magic power just now, the Dim Light Magic Disk has lost all its luster.

Plague's eyes swept across the forest fire, and wherever he looked, the raging flames rapidly diminished, turning into little flames until they disappeared.

"Looks like we caught a big fish this time."

With a chuckle, she put the dark light magic disk into the space ring, and then took out a wooden arrow with white tail feathers.

The plague raised its gracefully curved chin, casually picked up the longbow, nocked the arrow, and pulled the string.

Without aiming at the slightest, she casually let go of her wrist.

The arrow disappeared at an unimaginable speed, and instantly hit the man in black robe in the distance.

"Well!"

The man in black groaned, but it was no longer the hoarse voice just now, but a young and soft female voice.

She forcefully pulled out the wooden feather arrow that pierced into her lower abdomen, bringing up a stream of blood, leaving a hideous wound on her abdomen, bloody and bloody.

The plague in the distance smiled and snapped its fingers.

Snapped!

As if sending some kind of signal, weeds and roses suddenly grew out of the flesh and blood of the black-robed man's abdomen!

The terrifying green and white seemed to be contagious, quickly spreading to her whole body, and grass seeds were sprouting even on the surrounding evergreen leaves and brown tree trunks.

The black-robed man's eyes were terrified, and he could no longer care about his identity.

She took a breath, let out a clear whistle, and opened her arms.

"The 57th chant of the light, the purification of the holy light!"