"Hah............ Huh............ Hahh..............."

Running in the corridor, the figure of the young warrior looks a little wolfy. Until now, the tragic death remained in front of his eyes, the blood and corpses that were spilled, and the screams of his colleagues echoed in his ears. The heart was beating so violently that it felt like it was about to pop out of my throat. But even so, the young warrior still did not stop his steps, but gritted his teeth and continued to run forward.

Dark Regions.

Of course he knew what this place was, this was the abyss of darkness, the place of eternal evil, where the sun could never shine, where the dead could never rest. Since he was a child, he has been hearing stories about the dark regions, the bottomless cracks, and the man-eating monsters that emerge from the depths of the darkness. But it was just a fairy tale to deceive a child, and when he joined the Templar Church, he learned from his colleagues the glorious legend of how the horror-mongering Dark Folk were banished and wiped out by them, and finally had to hide in the darkness of the earth.

When he accepted the call to join the team, the young warrior was still quite excited and excited, and he was finally able to receive the grace of the Holy Lord, and join the many warriors to enter the dark depths of the earth to participate in the battle against darkness and evil. And when the time comes, he destroys the evil monsters and glorifies the Lord for his deeds that will be celebrated by all, and will eventually become an eternal legend sung by the bards.

But now, blood, death, and a qiē were presented to him in the most intuitive and cruel way, unmistakably telling him that the heroic path of his dreams was not as glorious as he imagined, but on the contrary, it was covered with bones and blood. Now the warrior no longer thinks about how to become famous, how to become a legendary hero. For him, the most important thing at the moment is how to keep himself alive and not become a pile of miserable corpses like his colleagues outside.

By the way, as the Bishop said, ask for help, only ask for help...............

Thinking of this, the warrior raised his head and cast his gaze on the iron gate not far in front of him. He stumbled to the iron door and pushed open the closed door. There is a special liaison circle used by the Templar Church in case of an emergency attack, and once the circle is activated, it will be able to inform all the surrounding troops about the situation of the stronghold, and at that time.........

"Bell!!"

The iron door opened, and the cacophony of crashing echoed through the hallway, causing the young warrior to shudder. He subconsciously glanced behind him. I don't know why, just now the young warrior suddenly had a very strange feeling, as if he had attracted the attention of something terrible, as if he was walking alone in the deep mountains and old forests, and was stared at by a fierce beast lurking in the grass.

Delusion, must seem delusional.

Thinking of this, the young warrior turned his head and walked into the room, where he soon saw a pure white statue standing in the center of the room. The statue is used for prayer on weekdays. However, in an emergency, as long as the mechanism is pulled, the holy power condensed in the statue will burst out, forming a special energy fluctuation that only the people of the Templar Order can sense. By that time, none of these evil underground dwellers will be able to escape!!

This was the last thought in the young warrior's head.

The sharp, icy tail blade silently sliced through the air, piercing the young warrior's throat from behind through the gap in the armor, his eyes widening and his mouth open to scream. But only a faint exhalation came out of his throat, and air flowed out of the wound quickly. The young warrior stretched out his hands in despair and looked at the statue in front of him, like a drowning man praying for a straw. But before he could make any more moves, the long, black and slender tail shrank and shrank, and the next moment it wrapped itself around the young warrior's neck and dragged him out of the door.

Soon, the corridor was silent again, and only a dark figure quietly flashed, and soon disappeared.

The situation is not right!!

Standing on the wall of the stronghold, the old bishop's face became heavier and heavier, and it had been several minutes since he had sent someone to ask for help, why had there been no movement at all until now? This is not normal, could it be that there is something wrong in the stronghold? Thinking of this, the old bishop turned his head and looked behind him. It was pitch black, even if there was no fire to be seen, and the old bishop was shocked when he saw this scene.

Could it be that these evil dark people have already reached into their stronghold, intending to attack them from front to back?

"Everyone, retreat now!!"

Thinking of this, the old bishop did not hesitate anymore and immediately gave an order. Although he had been paying attention to the four directions during the battle before, he did not notice any unusual noise. However, it is possible that the other party did not sneak in while the battle was chaotic, and it is even possible that they sneaked into the stronghold before the battle began, if this is the case, then it is very disadvantageous for them to continue to resist the other party now. Just withdraw everyone, so that they can more or less support for a while. Just wait for the patrol outside to return, and you will be able to turn the situation around.

The old bishop was right, in fact, long before the war began, Jenn had already sent the aliens to infiltrate the stronghold and stealthily killed several guards. When it comes to assassination, Xenomorphs are professionals just like the Dark Elves, so they go completely unnoticed by others. After that, Jenn took Enoa and the others directly to the door, attracting the attention of the stronghold guards. made these aliens even more like fish in water, killing all the people in the entire stronghold, and as for the young warrior who ran to try to ask for help just now, he was naturally seen by Jenn for a long time. However, he didn't need to do it himself, as long as he gave an order to the aliens through the guò psychic connection, it was enough to keep those who entered the stronghold in return.

"Want to run?"

Seeing the soldiers begin to retreat, Jenn sneered, Alex's previous choice was not actually wrong. He had planned to garrison the stronghold and use ranged attacks to destroy the enemy. But I didn't expect to be hit half-crippled by a few magic spells from Elise and Jenn, so in order to be able to save the situation. He had to send his soldiers to attack in order to defeat these tricky spellcasters through melee combat. It's just a pity that Alex still miscalculated the strength of Jenn and the others, and finally led to a defeat.

These surface humans are stupid enough to ............ But now that you're out, do you want to go back?

Jenn raised his right hand, and soon, the thunder and lightning gathered again in his palm.

"Not good!! Be careful! Hurry up and spread out!! ”

The old bishop was taken aback by Jenn's movements, and while he shouted loudly for the soldiers to dodge, he raised the Holy Emblem and called out the Holy Name again. Soon, a golden-yellow barrier appeared out of thin air from the Holy Emblem, spreading around the old bishop, like a shield covering the soldiers in it.

And at the same time, the thunder and lightning in Jenn's hand burst out.

The pouring waves of lightning engulfed unhindered, and the white light that burst out reflected the originally dark and dim underground cavern like a brightly lit discotheque, and the deafening thunder was a roaring dance music, and the flickering light left one afterimage after another on the retina, and even made it impossible to look directly at it. The earth began to shake wildly, as if the whole person was shaking with a bad cold, so that he could not stand steadily. The dome above was even more overwhelmed, and the huge impact of lightning was like a bombardment of hundreds of missiles, digging a smooth arc-shaped hole in the originally uneven dome. Stones fell like a torrential rain, burying a qiē below.

When the lightning cleared again, the stronghold in front of him had completely changed into a different appearance, dilapidated and scattered. The old bishop's protection was like a praying arm blocking a car in the face of the mighty force of nature, and it did not play any role at all. Jenn condensed the entire dungeon and released the magic power equivalent to dozens of mages joining forces at the same time, unless it was a special targeted protection, except for the demigods, I am afraid that it would be difficult for anyone to escape death.

"Hoo ..............."

And Jenn, who put down his right hand, also wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, revealing a little tiredness, even if he was a little tired, it was also very hard work to condense all the magic power of the entire dungeon and completely release it in an instant. Although Jenn can't say that the oil is exhausted, it can be regarded as more than half of the consumption. If he had to do it again, it would be impossible to do it anytime soon.

But Jenn didn't have to make any more moves, because there was no one to stand there in front of him at the moment. Not many of the guards of the stronghold were able to escape the thunderstorm, they were either turned into a pile of charcoal or smashed into meat sauce by the stones falling from above, and occasionally a few who were lucky enough not to die immediately were also lying in the ruins at the moment. Naturally, Jenn didn't lament how lucky they were for the survivors - after all, being wiped by a dark elf and having their throats bitten by an alien certainly wouldn't be such a good memory.

The obstacles have been removed, so ...............

Thinking of this, Jenn rubbed his hands together and stared at the wreckage of the stronghold not far away. According to the game's tradition, after fighting the boss, it's time to search for and divide the treasure.

Let's hope these surface visitors aren't so stingy.

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