"Here they are."

In the depths of the dark half-plane, on the altar surrounded by a dazzling white halo, a black-robed priest sitting like a stone cross-legged opened his eyes.

The cold pupils, the cold iron mask, and the increasingly powerful evil aura emanating from the altar, at this moment, any professional in Cormier can probably foresee an unstoppable catastrophe coming.

"Hahaha......"

The silver-armored holy warrior who was tied to the blood-colored cross in the center of the altar smiled and said: "Isaac, you miscalculated, Your Excellency Karadnay has long known about this half-plane, and sent someone to rush over at least two days in advance, your summoning ritual cannot be successful, give up, redeem yourself!" ”

"Shut up, Lancelot Lightwalker!!"

Isaac said furiously. Judging from the tone of his voice, the altar was clearly shocked in his heart, the group of Holy Arrivals and Cormiers reacted unexpectedly quickly, and they were already out of control.

"I can only speed up the power to catalyze ......" Isaac suddenly turned his head to stare at the heroic paladin on the cross, and said coldly: "Lancelot, your time of death has come!" ”

"Originally, I just wanted to drain the power of faith from you, leave you with an empty shell, and clamp down on the activities of the Three Holy Spirit Church...... But unfortunately, the ceremony must be successful two days in advance, and you must use your life to carry out a blood sacrifice! ”

As he spoke, the black-robed priest walked towards the cross, and the flickering lines on the altar appeared and disappeared at the soles of his feet, as if he were trampling on the surface of a glowing lake.

When the Light Walker heard this, there was no fear or sadness on the ordinary face. Some are just a kind of tranquility and calm.

He had no impurities, and in his blue eyes, which were like glass beads, reflected Isaac's increasingly evil figure. Soon. The cold light appeared in his field of vision.

Expressionless, Isaac pulled out a sharp dagger with a blood groove and stabbed it straight into the lightwalker's heart.

"Tick"

The silver Mithril armor was pierced by the dagger like a piece of paper, and then the blood of the bright red heart dripped along the blood groove and dripping large slabs on the altar.

In an instant, the altar seemed to be infused with more than a dozen times the energy of the material, and the white halo that enveloped the altar suddenly burst into flames. There is a tendency to evolve towards the corona.

Such a vision filled the depths of the Dark Temple with light, and even the United Legion, which had just stepped into the half-plane, was also in the dark world. The huge pillar of light that suddenly rose into the sky stopped in shock.

"What's that......"

Zhang Ze was dumbfounded for six or seven seconds before pointing to the pillar of light that pierced through the dark world, "What happened?" ”

No one around answered him.

Long Yan and Wing Wind were silent. The people of Nodashir were silent. The Ann sisters were silent.

The Dragonwing Legion, the Starship Club, and the Emerald Sword all brought the entire elite group, and behind them were the rioting crowds.

The pillars of light are also unsettling to Aboriginal professionals.

The commander of this half-plane expeditionary force is Prince Greg, and his subordinates include the vanguard knights of the Purple Dragon Legion, the mages of the War Mage Legion, and even other mercenary groups loyal to the royal family.

If Charles were here, he would probably be able to see the mercenary King Vis standing beside Prince Greg with the 'Hammer of the Blood Weepers' in his hand at a glance. And, of course, his 'Blood Weepers' mercenary group.

“…… The progress of the ceremony has been accelerated...... Isaac knew we were coming. The Mercenary King grabbed the legendary war hammer in his hand and looked solemn.

"He must be stopped!"

Prince Greg wears heavy adamantite armor made by the dwarves. Wrapped in a red cloak embroidered with purple dragon patterns, holding a human-style long sword in his hand, he shouted, "Keep going, don't stop!" ”

"Huh?"

But as soon as he gave the order, the prince suddenly raised his hand, pointed in the direction of the half-plane pillar of light rising, and said sharply: "There is a large number of enemies approaching!" ”

"Prepare for battle, but don't stop!"

Thundered.

Within a few minutes, the player and the aboriginal soldiers knew what Prince Greg was talking about as a large group of enemies.

It was a large group of dark creatures running at high speed, including necromancers, demons, and surface creatures from other evil camps, such as ogres, bears, goblins, and Zhang Ze and the others even saw a few terrifying magic beasts.

"Chimera, three-headed Chimera...... Zhang Ze gasped, panicked and pointed to the half-dimensional sky illuminated by the pillar of light, where there were many shadows, at least dozens of monsters were flapping their wings and flying.

With Zhang Ze's eyesight, he could only see that among the first batch of flying beasts, there was actually a large magical creature, the figure of a three-headed Chimera.

"Someone's driving these creatures!"

Qi Guangming said in a deep voice, in fact, there is no need to explain, everyone can also feel it from the tremor on the ground, behind this group of monster legions, there is bound to be a huge Dark Knights.

"Let's fight, I heard that the one who was preparing a certain destruction spell at the top of the mage's spire was just cannon fodder to delay the ritual...... As cannon fodder, you have to have the consciousness of cannon fodder......" Zhang Ze said with a smile.

……

The outside world.

Cormier's Court, Archmage's Tower.

The rotunda at the top of the tower, which has been sealed for a long time, has a lot of people standing tonight.

The legendary Caradnay sat in the middle of the hall, a plush blanket under his buttocks, and a hollowed-out dome covered with a layer of glass, and the starry night sky was clearly reflected in the view of everyone in the hall.

"Let's get started." Caradnay's gaze was calm, sweeping over the young Azeon V, the regent Yarousel, and the old prime minister Ronald.

The head of the guard, Phirina, stood in the doorway, her back motionless.

The eldest disciple of Caradnay, William. Jin Yu was holding a wooden tray in his hand, and there were more than a dozen rare and exotic stones with abundant magic energy stacked on the plate. William looked at his mentor worriedly and whispered, "I have activated the defense system of the mage tower, and from now on, the mage tower will not let any creature enter or leave. ”

"Hmm." Karadena glanced at the patterns of the circle that loomed on the floor of the hall, and then her gaze wandered between the wooden tray gems, finally resting on a dark purple diamond-shaped hedron.

"Give me this magic stone, and then you exit the magic circle." Caladnay to William.

William handed the purple diamond hedron to his mentor and retreated to the corner of the hall, standing with Freel, Jarouse, and Ronald.

"In fact, it is safest to let other royal magicians come and assist." Yarusel said suddenly.

The old prime minister shook his head, his wise eyes flashed with a glint of essence, and said, "The magic hall is no longer the grand occasion that Van Geda Heist presided over in the past...... The quality of the casters inside is uneven, and if there is a cult god in it, then the spellcasting ritual is in danger of failure. ”

"Can't even the people in the royal court be trusted?"

Princess Regent smiled sadly, her white palm caressed the top of Friel's head, met the new king's blue eyes that seemed to understand whether she understood or not, and said seriously: "Friel, my brother, I hope that Cormier can be reborn in his hands." The subjects of the Purple Dragon Kingdom are all looking forward to another great king. (To be continued......)