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"Quick, now!" Gordon let out a loud shout, and with a flick of his fingertips, a large net of countless shining bright lines instantly appeared.

As soon as the shrouded shining net of the past came into contact, the pitch-black evil spirit screamed, and the sonic attack wrapped in negative energy immediately cracked the four-ring spell.

Gordon was mentally prepared for how powerful the evil spirit that lived in Strindberg was. But I was still a little surprised to see that the other party had easily cracked the spell that he had mastered extremely well.

Fortunately, the seventy-five mana points consumed by his instantaneous spell were not completely useless, at least they delayed the enemy's movements.

After receiving Gordon's order, the eight priests of Lady Dinah immediately began to initiate the divine ritual.

Although they are not those who believe in good gods and slaughter the undead, these Lirya believers, as priests, are still quite good at dealing with the undead.

Nine graceful beauties chanted prayers and chanted the name of the goddess Lireya. Their delicate voices with a hint of seduction seem to have a special magic that attracts the divine power of the goddess. The magic circle drawn with magic powder on the ground began to shine brightly, and the smoke of incense rising around the priests seemed to come to life under the influence of divine power, transforming into sacred and beautiful creatures such as forest deer, unicorns, and swans.

Mrs. Dinah raised her hands and closed them out of thin air. A pale white transparent light mask seemed to fall straight down from the clouds in the sky, and descended on the head of the evil spirit. Then trap it completely.

After the range of motion was limited to a narrow reticle, the evil spirits also realized that something was wrong. It immediately and continuously slammed into the translucent layer of energy. And there was a continuous screaming sound that seemed to puncture the eardrum.

The citizens in the square who were called by Gordon to see the excitement all covered their ears with pale faces at this time. They looked at the evil creatures floating above the castle, firmly limited in their range of movement, and they couldn't help but wonder in their hearts.

Isn't it the spirit of the island that is said to live in Strindberg? Why such a scary, evil creature? Could it be that the legends that have been around for a long time are all wrong?

Gordon stared solemnly into the air, raised one arm high, and then swung forward.

After receiving an order from the lord. The half-elf's pointed ears shook with excitement, and he shouted, "Shoot the arrows, release the arrows, aim at that black ghost, shoot freely!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he immediately took the lead in using his beloved longbow to shoot a special arrow soaked in holy water.

A mask created by the devotees of Lilya with a ritual of divine magic. It can trap the undead, but it will not block any other attacks that do not have negative energy. So Yang Qi. The sharp-eared arrow passed through the light shield without hindrance, and then struck the evil spirit.

The eroded energy contained in this powerful undead creature was so powerful that the entire arrow was quickly and completely corroded after it was shot into its body.

But the demon still screamed in pain. A wisp of green smoke came out of his body. This shows that the holy water on the arrow has an effect, and the opponent is injured.

YANG Qi. The arrows with pointed ears were only a prelude. Immediately afterward, the Redstone guards who received the order also aimed their already loaded crossbows at their targets, and then pulled the trigger.

A hundred arrows.

The trembling sound of the crossbow strings was like a declaration of the imminent destruction of the undead. Despite the black spirit's best efforts to dodge the holy water-stained bolts, the range of movement is too small. With such a dense covering attack, it has nothing to hide.

One crossbow bolt after another was fired into the spirit's body. Then it was completely dissolved by its terrifying eroded energy, turning into piles of black powder.

The sea breeze blew, and the black powder was scattered one after another, and from a distance, it looked like a local black snow fell within the confines of Strindberg.

However, although the entities of those crossbow arrows were corroded, the positive energy attached to the arrows because of the holy water actually caused damage to the evil spirits.

The damage caused by an arrow may be negligible, but it can accumulate over time.

The demon screams in pain to express its anger as it scurries around, trying to break through the cage created by the ritual of magic. Under the continuous attacks, the black color of its body began to slowly dissipate, from the original thick ink color that could not be dissolved, to a state that seemed to be stained with a layer of gray.

Even, Gordon could see clearly, the face of this evil spirit, which was originally shrouded in a layer of black mist, began to gradually become clearer, showing the outline of a layer of facial features.

"It's ......" Quincy stood beneath four gravity slings - only distance could give him a sense of security when facing such a powerful undead creature. However, despite the fear in his heart, this middle-aged knight, who was as curious as a child, still watched the battlefield with a telescope.

When the demon revealed its face, Quincy remembered that before he came to Cloudscale, he had seen the portrait of Earl Stirling, the first special administrator of the Hyven Peninsula, and the two were almost identical.

"Although there are many unreliable places in the legend of this castle. But at least one thing is true, and that is that the castle spirit that has endangered the entire peninsula for many years is the incarnation of the Count of Stirling. ”

Although the Earl of Stirling's evil spirits were unusually powerful, with Gordon's full preparation, the tide of battle still unfolded in his favor.

While keeping an eye on the situation in mid-air, the black mage also took the time to throw one or two spells from time to time, causing a little more damage to the evil spirits. Although his various Shaping School spells are not as capable of completely restraining evil spirits as divine arts, at least the arcane energy can deal damage to this spirit creature, and it will not be completely useless like physical weapons.

Seeing Gordon calmly dealing with that powerful evil spirit, the female knight stood beside Xie Ona and thought with trepidation: "If it was according to my opinion, I would honestly organize an elite team. If you go inside Strindberg and investigate, I'm afraid it's dangerous now. This demon lives in Strindberg. It is equivalent to having its own inherent domain blessings, and its strength is at least twice as strong as what you see now. If you really have to face such a powerful guy, I'm afraid everyone will have to die inside......"

If it is purely in terms of strength, this evil spirit is probably at level 20 now, infinitely close to the state of legend. And that's when the sun weakens during the day. If you're in Strindberg and have your own long-standing domain, you're probably as threatening as a legendary creature.

Sigrid is confident in her own strength. But he wasn't arrogant enough to think that with the addition of the Gordon siblings and others, he could defeat the legendary creatures.

Just when the female knight was secretly afraid, the battle situation suddenly changed.

The evil spirit, which had been frantically struggling to break through the light mask, suddenly flew out of its body countless balls of light that were blue and blackened. Each of these balls of light was about the size of a coconut, and they were connected in a series under the command of the evil spirit, constantly hitting the light shield and fending off the arrows. And what's even more goosebump-inducing is that. These balls of light actually laughed like a little girl.

There was a hint of innocence and purity in that laughter, which made people feel good, but made people feel cold from the soles of their feet to their scalps after listening to it.

Gordon couldn't help but think of the horror movies he had seen on Earth with elements such as "ghost dolls", "evil babies", and "spirit children".

"Damn, what's going on?" Gordon took a closer look before he saw the orbs of light. It's a little girl with transparent wings.

"Leprechauns? How could they be controlled by these evil spirits? ”

Leprechauns are elven creatures formed by various energies active in nature. They don't actually have a gender, but they usually appear as eleven or twelve-year-old girls. These creatures have dragonfly or butterfly-like wings and are only about 10 centimeters tall. Because of their own attributes, their personalities are also very different. But there are few evil ones, and at best they are naughty and annoying.

Looking at those balls of light glowing with blue light, Gordon believed that these little goblins should be water-based. However, elves and other elves that are close to nature are generally far away from cemeteries, tombs, ancient battlefields and other places where negative energy is rich and breeds undead.

After all, the undead are creatures that violate the laws of nature, and they are inherently incompatible with the essence creatures. So when Gordon saw that the evil spirit could actually control the little goblin, he felt incredible.

But no matter how counterintuitive, the facts are always in front of you.

The appearance of these goblins has changed the tide of battle. A series of impacts from the light ball actually made the light mask unstable. Every time it hit, there were ripples of energy spreading out in circles, and the onlookers were terrified, for fear that this light mask would suddenly burst, and then the evil spirit rushed out and killed them.

Gordon noticed that the nine priests who maintained the ritual were all looking uncomfortable, frowning, barely holding on. He immediately walked over to the middle of the four runes drawn on the ground: Arul, Exy, Doden, and Sluby, and took out a holly agate from the inner pocket of the mage's robe.

Accompanied by a flurry of chanting, Gordon initiates a magical ritual.

That's right, he's teamed up with Lady Dinah to prepare for today, a double ritual of magic and magic.

The priest performed a magical ritual to trap the demon. And this magic ritual initiated by Gordon is used in case of emergency. This magical ritual can increase the mental power and perception of everyone within a certain radius. Through the blessing of this magical ritual, the nine priests were not only stronger in their willpower, but also able to communicate with the gods more smoothly, gaining more divine power to strengthen the light shield that was in danger under the attack of evil spirits.

In this way, the form is reversed again. The originally translucent white magic light shield was strengthened, as if a thick layer of grease had been attached to the clear water. Even the white divine light became viscous, firmly blocking the attack of the evil spirit.

Now that his attacks were completely ineffective and reduced to a futile struggle, the evil spirit became even more insane. Its clearer and clearer, as if it had been tortured to death by countless diseases, and it continued to emit a short, sharp whistling sound.

However, neither Gordon nor the priests, nor the Redstone Guards, were affected, and they continued to do their jobs. I'm afraid the most uncomfortable thing is the citizens in the temporary square. There are already quite a few people who are mentally vulnerable. He fell unconscious under the sonic attack of the evil spirit, foaming at the mouth. Convulsions.

These people had long since had no heart to go, and they were dared to blaspheme the island spirit, and they only begged the newly arrived lord to destroy the terrible spirit and restore peace to the peninsula.

The lord seems to have lived up to the expectations of these people. When the battle was at a stalemate, he made another move.

I saw Gordon raise his hand and flick it, and a ball of light that was particularly dazzling even in the daytime rose into the sky. Of course, this illumination spell has no effect on the evil spirits.

It's 500 meters away, though. The four gravity trebuchets that had already razed the entire Strindberg to rubble, had another move.

"Soon, the Lord's signal is here. Hurry up and swap out the stone bullets for shotshots! Durina, who was in charge of commanding the trebuchet, hurriedly said.

Under his command, the workers put the bales of stones tied together with barbed wire onto trebuchets. The stones are about the size of an adult's fist, and each one is extremely sleek, with excellent flight ballistics. After shooting, the hit rate is also very high.

And the most special thing is that these stones have all been soaked in holy water for a long time, and the surface is covered with a rich layer of positive energy.

After readjusting the shooting angle and the trebuchet's counterweight, Durina immediately ordered: "Shoot!" ”

Four large bags of stones whizzed over the heads of nearly 10,000 citizens in the makeshift square, as they flew over Strindberg. The barbed wire that bound the stones one by one suddenly cracked.

As a result, these stones, which had been soaked in holy water, struck the evil spirits overwhelmingly.

This instantaneous firepower density is faster than the crossbows of the Redstone Guards. Ten times higher.

When he heard about Gordon's idea, Dulina excitedly named the momentum "Holy Water Hailstone". The newly promoted one-ring mage kept up his efforts. Two more rounds of trebuchets were ordered.

The overwhelming amount of stone flew overhead, and because it was so dense that Gordon couldn't even see the effect of the attack. It wasn't until Dudley took the order to stop the attack that he saw that the evil spirit, which was originally covered in pitch black, had turned into a translucent form at this time, almost indistinguishable from the spirit creatures he usually saw.

At this time, Gordon calmly took out the Nether Staff, and then shot out all the three powerful missile storms stored inside.

As the lord and the mastermind of today's battle, he certainly has the right to make the final touch.

Under the continuous bombardment of Stand Energy, Count Stirling's spirit body was torn apart, shattered, and then dissipated into translucent fragments, and then dissolved in the sunlight.

Gordon received a notification that the system had gained 2ooo XP.

Although it was not completely killed by himself, but only the final blow, this powerful evil spirit still provided Gordon with such a huge amount of experience. Coupled with the previous series of battles and the harvest of reading books every day, Gordon now has 7669 experience points stored in his experience pool. It's close to the 9ooo XP required to upgrade to level ten.

The evil spirits have been eliminated, and the most obvious change is that Strindberg, which originally exuded a cold and piercing atmosphere, is now no longer abnormal, but has become a ruin by the sea.

Hmm, just as Gordon was thinking this, he suddenly saw a staggering number of blue balls of light appear in mid-air where the original evil spirit was located.

These are the little goblins who were controlled by the evil spirit just now. At this time, the black evil energy covered by their bodies had dissipated and returned to their original state.

However, the soldiers are not like professionals like Gordon, who can see changes at a glance. YANG Qi. Sharp ears reacted the fastest, and suddenly saw these little strangers who appeared in mid-air. He immediately shouted, "Shoot fast, there are remnants of the enemy!" Then shoot with an arrow.

A rain of arrows flew by, and these little goblins screamed in fright and scurried around. After finally dodging the arrows, he immediately fled into the ruins of Fort Strinds.

"My lord......" The half-elf seemed embarrassed by his rare miss, and looked at Gordon with a look of shame.

"It doesn't matter." Gordon waved his hand, "Those little goblins have been freed from the control of evil spirits and pose no threat to us. At most, they hate you for shooting them, and they may make a fuss when you and the beautiful woman are making out in bed in the future, and scare you out of it. ”

"This ......" The half-elf also remembered those little goblins who liked to play tricks on people in the legends, and his face suddenly became even more ugly.

Gordon ignored the restless retainers and looked at the ruins of Strindberg: "I'm afraid there is more than just an evil spirit living in this castle. Why was the undead of Earl Stirling able to grow so powerful in just ten years? It's interesting to see why those leprechauns also live in the castle. ”

Gordon is sure that there is something else in the castle that is worth exploring for himself.

"Yang Qi, you rest for a while, and after lunch, let the Redstone Guards seal off the castle. Then tell Dalina and the fellows of Douro to explore the ruins of the castle, and if anything unusual happens, come to me at once. Gordon commanded.

Many of Douro's guys are retired adventurers, and they are naturally good at searching for ruins. Durina, on the other hand, also possessed considerable knowledge of the arcane and occult under Gordon's tutelage. Gordon believed that with the efforts of these professionals, the secrets of the castle would soon be unearthed.