The turbulent smoke became even more blurry under the dim lighting, and only a vague figure could be seen in the smoke.

Pei Renli shook his staff, and the smoke that obscured his vision quickly dissipated.

Although it is always said that "there is no harm in smoke", the paladin's Evil Slaying Slash is really not that easy to handle.

There was a wound on Randall's left hand that was gradually fading. Two of his fingers disappeared directly. The wound spread all the way back along the back of the hand, through the forearm and elbow and spread to the shoulder, as if he had

The entire arm was torn from the middle.

However, Randall seemed to be completely unaware of the pain. He glanced at his palm in surprise:

"I thought you were just students, but I didn't expect you to have such strong strength. No wonder you were sent here. You are already stronger than many professional adventurers. It seems that I underestimated you."

The wound on Randall's hand squirmed like plasticine, and returned to its original state in the blink of an eye. By the way, the black armor wrapping his arm grew back again.

This shows that the armor is not an entity, but the embodiment of some kind of power.

——This thing might as well be an entity!

Armor itself is a symbol of strength. Randall chose to show strength in the form of armor. On the one hand, it was a subconscious behavior, and on the other hand, it was a tribute to the devil.

After all, the most well-known image of the violent demon king is his thick black armor.

He looked at the four people who were clenching their weapons:

"Then, I'll show off my strength a little bit more."

As soon as he finished speaking, Randall's image immediately became blurry, and the colors that made up his body were rapidly collapsing and disintegrating, turning into a ball of sand-like dust and floating away bit by bit.

This sounds like the rhythm of dying, but the dust has not disappeared. Instead, it wants to be pulled up by a pair of hands and float around the four of them.

The color became darker and darker, and the wind blew stronger and stronger. Almost in the blink of an eye, everyone seemed to be trapped in the center of a black tornado even though they were indoors.

"Destroy evil!"

Varela once again fired the paladin's ultimate move at the swirling black dust, but before it hit, a jet-black energy wave flew out:

"Breaking Good Slash!"

The two strands of energy, one black and one white, quickly disappeared. Apart from causing the rotating black dust to pause for a moment, it had no effect at all.

The light was dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye. Since the safe distance was being compressed, the four people had no choice but to step back little by little until the four of them maintained a back-to-back position.

They felt as if they were about to be swallowed up by thick darkness. All they could see was dead silence, and all they could hear was the strong wind whistling by their ears.

From the outside, Noda's throne room looked like it was filled with ink, and the ink was still as furious as a tsunami.

The magic lamp above his head flickered, and the last light was being swallowed up by darkness. There was no doubt what would happen if he fell into the chaos.

The four of them are almost completely invisible, and they are about to lose sight of each other.

"The light of dawn will dispel the darkness!"

At this time, Michelle's voice was like thunder clearing the sky in summer:

"Daylight Technique!"

A ball of light pierced the deep darkness, and the smoke and dust trying to envelop it seemed to have encountered a natural enemy and retreated quickly.

The shining ball of light was shot into the air, and the morning light of Lathander drove away the darkness and the evil things hiding in the darkness. It looked like a transparent sphere pressed into a ball of ink, supporting a safe zone.

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It sounds awesome, but in fact the Daylight Technique has no lethality. This thing is a super evolved version of the Light Technique. It is not only as bright as day, but can also dispel the darkness created by magic and other supernatural forces.

But it is night now and dawn has not yet arrived.

As the saying goes, the night before dawn is the deepest. At this time, Lathander's power is at its lowest point. If it is the time of sunrise, when the morning light comes, the daylight spell will probably directly dispel all the darkness, and Lathander can easily do it.

But now, even if Michelle prayed for Lathander to notice her, Lathander did not respond.

Pei Renli seemed to be able to hear the words 'The user you dialed is temporarily unavailable'.

In the same way, the night before dawn is also the lowest point of strength for the Priests of Lathander. The darkness that has been repulsed presses in again. Even when the light of daylight shines on the darkness, it surges like boiling, but it

It was still rapidly compressing the area that the light could illuminate, and it was about to surround everyone again.

Pei Renli cast several energy-shaping spells, hoping to break through the blockade, but all the spells were like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing a single ripple.

"Come to me, quickly!"

Seeing that it was getting closer and closer, even the light of the daylight technique was about to be drowned by the darkness. Pei Renli raised his staff and slammed it on the ground:

"Anti-evil magic circle!"

A beautiful golden circle lit up under his feet, and the area was just enough to include all four of them. But the next moment, along with the anti-evil circle, everyone was swallowed up by the seemingly boundless darkness...

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At the same time, in Brevoir City.

Just like the clashing sound of forged iron in a steel factory, the bright sparks rhythmically illuminate the night sky.

Armage carried the giant sword and struck at Brevo 13 with one sword after another. However, no matter how he attacked, he would be easily blocked by the opponent.

Although it is difficult to say whether Bravo 13 can be considered an undead creature now, even though he is already dead, he can still judge where Amager's sword comes from as if he could predict the future, and then take the miraculous operation of blocking it with the minimum cost.

The reason is actually very simple, it can be regarded as muscle memory.

Brevot 13 was once a world-famous adventurer. He experienced countless battles in his life. Every one of his skills was refined and became completely instinctive.

Even though there is only unconscious instinctive behavior left, it is completely enough to crush Amag, a guy who relies solely on strength to get by.

Moreover, Amag's power is also rapidly weakening.

After all, more than three hours have passed since the fight started. Amag, who has been charging at the front, allows the adventurers and soldiers behind him to have enough physical strength to deal with the miscellaneous fish, but after all, he is still a body of flesh and blood, and his physical strength has been greatly consumed.

When I bumped into the Brevo XIII, it was of course unlikely to survive.

When the heavy sword edge gradually became literally heavy, Amag knew that his physical strength was about to reach its limit.

Unable to fight so meekly, Amag decided to take a gamble.

It looked like Amag was the same as before. The raised sword fell heavily, and Bravo 13th blocked it with his horizontal sword.

But when the sword edge fell, Amag suddenly let go of the hilt, letting his giant sword, which had no merit except its strength, fly out with a whoosh.

The huge bear-like body pressed down hard, and Amager broke into Brevo 13's arms with agility that was completely inconsistent with his size, and delivered an uppercut to the lower abdomen.

This sudden change of moves really caught the opponent off guard. His blocking movement was a little slow, and he was punched by Amag.

But I don’t know what happened in the 13th generation of Brevo. The skinny little old man was punched by such a strong man who could run a horse. Not only was he not knocked away, he didn’t even take half a step back. His body only slightly moved.

A flash.

"Explosive punch!"

The air is compressed on the surface of the fist and released explosively when it hits. Although it is a simple combat technique that is widely circulated, it is not less powerful.

Just like a real bomb exploded on the surface of Brevo 13's body, the giant sword originally held in his hand was also blown away by the explosion.

But Amag felt something was wrong. He didn't have the feel for a direct hit.

When the smoke dissipated quickly, Amag discovered that his fist was firmly grasped by Brevo 13's dry and thin hands. Even with iron pincers, Amag could break it, but he just couldn't.

Open the hand of Brevo XIII.

He raised his left hand to strike again, but was also caught by Brevo 13's other hand. The powerful force pressed on his fists, and his bones seemed to be screaming.

Being able to surpass the barbarians in terms of physical strength was enough to make those nearby who noticed this widen their eyes in disbelief.

Beads of sweat as big as soybeans continued to fall from Amag's forehead, and he gritted his teeth as if he was about to break them.

Although he knew it would be difficult to deal with this guy as soon as he appeared, he didn't expect to have such a strong sense of threat.

At this moment, a short figure came out from behind Brevo 13. Before the latter had time to look back, the short shadow was already lying on his back.

"Backstab!"

The sharp dagger pierced Brevo 13's shoulder blade, and the hand that was holding Armage relaxed for a moment.

He immediately seized this opportunity, but did not retreat. Instead, he spread his fingers to grab the hands of Brevo 13 and pressed down hard. The frustration in strength made Amager want to win back the victory.

Alton was about to continue his efforts, but a green shock wave came from Brevo 13. He was already light in weight and was caught off guard. Alton was directly thrown away by this force, and just hit a Hill Demon behind him.

Upon seeing this, Vondar, who was crushed to death, quickly ran two steps and caught Alton who was thrown away, preventing him from landing hard.

At this time, Armagh was also suffering from the regular shock wave of Brevo 13, which was as regular as the beating of the heart. This made him narrow his eyes, roar and use all the strength in his body, trying to crush Brevo 13.

A sudden strong wind blew in the middle of the street. Anyone who came close to Amag, whether they were humans or demons, would be blown away directly. Even the buildings on both sides of the street made an unsettling crunching sound, as if they might collapse at any time.

At this time, if Alton wanted to sneak attack from behind again, he would probably be torn apart by the burning energy before he could get close. There would be no room for outsiders to intervene.

As the fluctuations from Brevo 13's body became faster and stronger, everyone saw two horns growing out of his head, a pair of bat wings popping out from behind, and a barbed tail.

It curled up on the ground like a snake, and the green evil fire was burning brightly.

Everyone else had seen it, and of course Amag could see it more clearly. When the appearance of Brevo 13 changed, he felt that the power in his hands was getting stronger and stronger. If this continued, he might be counter-suppressed.

Normally in this situation, normal adventurers would choose to retreat and regroup. But barbarians are different. Their brain circuits are too straightforward.

Since you will be counter-suppressed if you wait any longer, why don't I suppress you before counter-suppression?

The muscles all over Amag's body bulged, stretching out his blood vessels and tendons as if they were about to protrude from his skin.
To be continued...