Heroes And Invincible Undead Magic God

"This is where the evil aura lies?"

Under the leadership of Tamick, the death knight also came to the depths of the prison, taking everything nearby into his eyes.

The deeper you go into the prison, the more surprised the death knight's heart is.

At some point, the dark prison suddenly became bright, and the originally gloomy road was also illuminated by a golden light. It was not a fire from a torch, but a holy light.

In the midst of this golden light, the death knight only felt that his whole body was warm, and his unconscious cold body recovered his feelings at this moment, which also made him show a somewhat surprised look. He has not known how long he has never had a normal perception.

"Yes, you will soon be able to see the master of that breath." Beside him, the duressed Tamick answered slowly.

While talking, her gaze kept sweeping around, searching for all the corpses that could be used.

"I warn you, don't play tricks." Seeing Tamick's actions in his eyes, he coldly scanned the vampire disguised as a human, threateningly.

Under the shining of this golden light, Tamick’s disguise can be said to have no flaws, and there is no death breath escaping from his body. If he saw such Tamick for the first time, he would definitely not regard her as an undead. A member of the creature.

It is a pity that the death knight has long recognized her identity as a vampire, and Tamick's disguise is completely useless in front of him.

"Why is it so weird here? I can't even feel any breath of death energy. It is obviously a dark prison, but it looks very...sacred?" He couldn't help asking, observing everything around him.

As the death knight said, under the shining of the golden light, the gloomy death energy that was originally felt on the ground, after entering the prison, turned into a pale golden sacred encumbrance. Walking in such a prison is like walking in an ancient church in Elasia.

Perceiving the threat in the death knight's words, Tamick didn't dare to talk nonsense, and could only answer: "This is one of the powers that man possesses. When you see him, you will understand everything."

After listening to Tamick's narration, he snorted and stared straight in front of the prison.

Soon, Tamick took him to North’s prison. North in the prison also saw the death knight.

"You are the evil lich lurking in the City of Shadows?" After feeling the power of the golden light, even if Noth remained in human form, the death knight confirmed his identity.

In the eyes of the death knight, the person in front of him exudes a sacred aura, and he is in the deepest part of the city of the dead, which is extremely abnormal.

Hearing his question, North glanced at Tamick on the side, and saw that she showed a solemn expression, also aware of the problem.

Ordinary residents of Diya don't dare to say that the lich is evil. Those who dare to say that are enemies from other forces.

"You can understand that." North stood up and replied to the death knight.

"Excellent." The death knight gritted his teeth, and his hand on the hilt of the sword became tighter. "Go to hell, evil lich!"

Before he finished his words, he waved the blade in his hand, a huge wind blade, quickly swept toward North.

"Be careful!" Seeing the death knight's attention, all placed on Noth in the distance, Tamick knew he couldn't wait any longer, and quickly signaled to Noth.

For Tamick at this time, if she wants to survive from the death knight, the only thing she can rely on is Noth in front of her. If Noth, who is higher in rank than her, also died, she There must be no way to escape.

Unfortunately, she was still too late to send out the reminder.

When her voice reached North's ears, the huge wind blade had already arrived in front of him. The speed of the wind blade was far beyond imagination, and it was launched almost as soon as the death knight raised his hand. North had no chance to react at all, and he could not even release his teleportation.

Seeing that the wind blade was about to cut his body in two, suddenly, in front of Noth, a wind blade appeared in the opposite direction, and it collided with the attacking wind blade.

After a crisp sound, Fengjian returned to nothingness. In the death knight's unbelievable eyes, North also lowered his head in some doubt and looked at his right hand.

Only North knew exactly what happened just now.

Just as he watched desperately as the wind blade was approaching, his right hand took a step forward, just slashing the palm of his hand, releasing a powerful wind blade to meet the enemy's attack.

"Impossible... how do you have the power of the divine tool?" The death knight stopped his movements and asked North.

"I don't know..." North replied in confusion.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and quickly looked sideways to his right side. There, the man in white was looking at the death knight in the distance, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Perceiving North's actions, the death knight frowned and looked to the right side of his body. Unfortunately, there was nothing and nothing there.

"Can't you see it?" Hearing what he said, North asked unexpectedly.

It's a pity that the accident in North's heart didn't last long before he heard the voice of the man in white.

"Let him put down his weapon." The white-clothed man said.

"It's impossible... he made it clear that he wanted to kill me, why should I let him put down his weapon?" North gave the white-clothed man an extremely surprised look, and didn't understand what he meant.

In North's view, perhaps only after defeating the death knight can he put down the weapon in his hand.

"Say it out." The white-clothed man said calmly, "Tell me... ‘put down the weapon’."

North was extremely helpless, but he did not dare to defy the words of the white-clothed man. He also counted on the white-clothed man to help him make up for his mistakes, so he had to follow, "Let down your weapons!"

"clang!"

With a crisp sound, the green and slender blade fell to the ground.

What North did not expect was that as his words fell, the death knight in front of him who looked very powerful and had a legendary rank, the weapon in his hand unexpectedly fell.

Even the death knight looked at his right hand holding the sword with a look of disbelief. He couldn't think that he actually dropped the weapon in his hand just like the enemy said.

For swordsmen, weapons are undoubtedly their lives. What the death knight can guarantee is that even if the blood in the body is drained at the last moment of the battle, he will not let go of the hand holding the weapon, but now, he has taken the initiative to do so.

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