Henry ran to the center of the city, looking like he was thrown into the enemy net, but in fact it was the only way to survive in desperation.

The circuit has been blocked by the Heroic Spirits, he is now mentally traumatized, his strength has been greatly reduced, it is impossible to break through the encirclement, go to the interior of the city, as long as the spirit is reined in, it is completely possible for the Heroic Spirits to detect him The distance is greatly reduced, and if they can find Afanlin, the two of them will rest for a while, wait for the trauma to recover, and then fight together, it is not hopeless.

And when he fled, the morale of the remaining Light Priests plummeted, and in the screams of despair, the souls of the Heroic Spirits were snatched away, chopped into pieces with a knife, and turned into shards of magic.

However, the soul of a Priest of Light was torn apart, and instead surrounded by a pile of Heroic Spirits.

There was a female heroic spirit, conjuring a leather whip, and whipped the soul of the Priest of Light vigorously, and there was a strange humming sound in the air, which was the appearance of the spirit of the commotion when a large number of souls were in turmoil.

The priest's soul was pumped around, and after a long while, he fell to his knees and begged for mercy, and he opened his mouth to say something, before the other Heroic Spirits swarmed him up and torn to pieces.

The ball of light that Afanlin turned into fell on the streets of the city, re-transformed into a human form, and a few souls walked by, like a frightened bird, he directly shot a light bullet and smashed one of the female souls into pieces, before he reacted to this, these are just ordinary spirits, not heroic spirits.

Before coming, it was recorded in the books in the Sanctuary that the Heroic Spirit relied on his spiritual power to perceive things, so he reined in his spiritual power and was preparing to leave and hide.

At this time, another ball of light flew over, and Afanlin was startled, and then found out that it was Henry, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Henry clutched his chest and looked at Afanlin with an angry look: "You actually ran away first?" ”

Afanlin looked up, where they had just been, it was already surrounded by Heroic Spirits, and some Heroic Spirits had begun to disperse, as if they were looking for them.

"Didn't you run away too?" Afanlin lowered his voice and said as he walked down the alley: "If Archbishop Henry is really brave, why didn't you stay just now and save those parishioners?" ”

Henry followed behind, frowning, "How dare you talk to me like that?" ”

"Why don't you dare?" Afanlin said as he walked: "If it is in front of other people, of course I have to give you some face, but now there are only the two of us here, and what kind of people everyone is, I know my own psychology." ”

After all, Henry is an old man, and the city is very deep, and he said with a sad face: "From the beginning to the end, I did not mean to abandon the parishioners, they let me go first, after all, our task is more important than any person's life. ”

Afanlin wrinkled his face, felt a little disgusting, and then felt that he was also a little disgusting, he knew very well that he and the other party were the same number of people.

The two gathered their mental strength, turned around, and found an inconspicuous house to stay...... In this house, there is a family of three, who are having lunch.

On the table was translucent food, and the three souls were eating happily, repeating the happiest days of their lives.

Afanlin and Henry sat together and watched quietly.

After a while, Afanlin asked, "How are we going to get out of here?" I think it won't be long before the royal family of France will block the entrance to the royal tomb. ”

"If they block it, they will lock it down, and we will hide here until they let their guard down."

Avalin asked again, "What about the Heroic Spirits, they will continue to search for us." Unlike the indefatigable Immortals, we can get tired and hungry. ”

"It's big here, there are very few Heroic Spirits, it's no problem for us to hide better, it's hard for them to find us." Henry smiled, then tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and a portion of water and bread appeared. He continued: "As for hunger, sorry, it's not a problem either. ”

Afanlin squinted at the food on the table, then at Henry, and then smiled cheerfully: "Archbishop Henry, you are really thoughtful, what kind of price do I need to get these things." ”

The change of face is so fast that people have nothing to say.

Food-making ...... This is the ability of a summoning magician.

Although it sounds like the magic of food creation is very low-level, in essence, it is a four-ring magic, which belongs to a type of high-level magic. Although Alice is a summoner, she belongs to the elf lineage, and she will not either.

In the Temple of Light, you can't learn the art of making food. And Henry actually knows such high-level magic, don't think about it, he must also have a good accomplishment in summoning magic.

Foodmaking Beta will too, but he won't do this magic scroll out at all. Players have space backpacks where food is placed and will not expire, but what type of food do you want to store? Isn't it much better than that bread and water from the food technique? In addition, the volume of the space backpack is also very large, and there is no problem with putting a few tons of food.

Another point is that the consumption of food making is relatively large.

Therefore, in Beta's personal opinion, the art of making food is a chicken rib magic.

But for the professionals of this world, the art of making food is a rare good magic, and there are even fewer people who can do it.

After all, for them who don't have space for a backpack, it's hard to get a clean meal in the wild.

"It doesn't cost anything." Henry smiled, "Just in case we can return to the Sanctuary, you can help me say good things." ”

Afanlin was silent for a moment and said, "Okay." ”

He heard the meaning of Henry...... If the mission is successful, the credit will be profitable, and if this mission fails and they return to the Holy Domain, then the black cauldron will have to be borne by him.

It sounds very unfair, but Afanlin knows very well that being able to live now is the greatest luck, fair or unfair, you have to live to have the opportunity to consider and judge.

Henry pushed the water and bread on the table in front of Afanlin.

Afanlin ate the bread without saying a word, and just halfway through it, the two of them frowned.

"How do you mess with magic......

Accusations are made almost in unison.

Then the faces of the two changed dramatically at the same time, and the two jumped out of the window, and then looked back...... On the top floor of the room, there is a 'sun shining' magic.

The light emitted by this magic was warm, but when the two of them saw it, it was like falling into an ice cave.

There's nothing like a large-scale light magic that captures the attention of a Heroic Spirit.

The two turned their heads again, and sure enough, they ...... A large number of Heroic Spirits flew into the surrounding air.

Escape...... The two glanced at each other, exchanged a lot of negative emotions, and then parted ways.

Beta was on top of a tall building in the distance, watching the two flee in embarrassment, a smile on the corner of her mouth.

That sun-drenched magic was naturally his handiwork.

The place where he is standing now is the top floor of the taller building in the whole city.

Using his exaggerated eyesight, he found several strange places, chose a nearby one, and walked there.

As for Afanlin and Henry...... Leave it alone, if they can escape from the Immortals, Beta will naturally go back to trouble them, if not...... That's it.

Using secondary invisibility, Beta traveled unimpeded along the way, and occasionally a heroic spirit blocked his path, and he was able to sense it in advance and bypass it.

About a dozen minutes later, he came to the nearest special place, in front of a large stone monument.

Stone tablets are generally used to record certain deeds, or to use history.

This one is no exception, with many frescoes carved on the peculiar blue and purple stone faces, as well as annotated texts from the Kingdom of France.

Beta took a few minutes to read it, frowning slightly.

The frescoes and contents on the stele are nothing more than a celebration of the great deeds of the royal family of Fran and the process of building this royal tomb, nothing special.

But at the bottom of the stele, there is a sentence written in Hollevin language: Spend all the Heroic Spirits in the royal tomb alone, and there will be a special reward!

This playful girl's tone is ...... What the hell is going on.

Beta stepped forward and gently stroked the text, and found that the font notches on it had aged to a certain extent, at least two years old.

Then there was a disappearance in the system, and he opened the task interface to take a look, and found that another epic task had been triggered.

'Kill all the Heroes in the Tombs, you can't team up. ’

Tut...... Beta felt a little upset.

A sentence left over 200 years ago is still in Holleving.

The square key of the French royal family disappeared more than two hundred years ago, and the descendants of the royal family do not even remember what it looked like.

Then he got the key from a noble young master, and now he has entered the royal tomb.

How there is a feeling of jumping into a pit.

The upset lasted only a few seconds, and then Beta smiled.

It's been a long time since she's had this curiosity, and Beta feels like there's a weird puzzle in front of her, waiting for her to solve.

It's a little exciting, as if I've regained the novelty I had when I first entered the game.

Kill all the Immortals...... It's a bit difficult, but it's not too difficult to complete.

Beta looked around, and quickly locked onto the nearest Heroic Spirit in the air.

At this time, the princesses and princes of the royal family were heading towards the north of the royal tomb, as if there was a strange sense, resonating with their blood, guiding them to go that way.

"That golden thunderbolt not long ago must have been Cook's magic. He'd used it once before. Murreen asked, walking beside Sasha.

Sasha nodded, the frequency of the magician's magic fluctuation is the proof of personal identity, in the perception of the magician, this thing has the same cognitive function as the appearance.

She could naturally feel that the exaggerated golden light and lightning not long ago was indeed Cook's magic.

Huge mana flow...... It's definitely a powerful magic that can only be used at the master level or above.

Why did Cook hide his strength?

Sasha was a little lost.

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