Night Ranger

"Bender!"

Surrounded by ivy in the center, the group of the Dream Temple seems to be the only ones who have the ability to resist.

It's just that they look very embarrassed now.

Marvin could feel that this special climbing vine was constantly sucking his vitality, but this process was very, very slow. With his legendary physique, it was estimated that he could last for hundreds of years.

But what is more serious is the other power attached to the climbing vine.

This feeling is like encountering a mysterious singing voice on the outskirts of the Holy Light City before.

Invisibly, there seemed to be a big lock locking their bodies, making it difficult to move.

Of course, there is still a way for Marvin to escape, but the timing is not right now.

"Bandel? Why does this name sound familiar? The lich's name is Bender?"

Marvin held his breath and listened carefully to the conversation between the two parties.

Just listen to the magician shout loudly:

"The deadly vine can't kill me, my real body will be resurrected in the temple; but your evil deeds here will be known by the great dream god, and he will not forgive you."

"Give us the Cold Light Grip now, before we can leave!"

The Lich sneered: "Of course I know that you are immortal. But the resurrected you is not the current you, is it?"

"If I'm not mistaken, you have never died before. After you die once, you will truly become a puppet of the gods."

"Do you want to taste that taste?"

The magician's face immediately became a little ugly.

He looked at the Lich angrily: "Why can you open the Temple of the Wilderness and the Autumn Hunting Ground? Why do these deadly vines obey your command?"

The Lich shrugged: "As a viewer, you have too many questions."

"Look, other people are more peaceful than you. I said that I am fair and will not treat you differently just because you are the God of Dreams."

"Give it up. My patience is limited, and the patience of the Great Teacher is even more limited..."

When I said this, those climbing vines who were besieging the magician and his party seemed to go crazy suddenly, and launched an attack frantically.

Countless sharp thorns shot out, even though the magician himself threw several powerful magic spells as a defense, a temple warrior was caught off guard and shot through his body!

that scene. It's just horrible.

The legendary powerhouses who were hung on the ceiling all gasped.

They've never been more depressed than they are right now.

This palace suppressed their legendary law like the autumn hunting ground, and they fell into an unprecedented struggle.

However, compared to the group of people who are fighting below, their treatment is much better.

At least he wasn't directly sieved by those horrible climbing vines!

Marvin's face also became a little ugly.

He could feel the strength of the Lich.

His strength seems to be unaffected here, and he can still use the legendary law freely.

And the Emerald Banshee looked the same.

These ivy. What exactly is it? The Vine of Destiny, the name looks very ordinary, is there any mystery?

At this moment, the voice of Winter Assassin sounded in his ear:

"The Desperate Vine is a clone of the God of the Wild!"

"It is said that after the fall of the God of the Wilderness, there are still hidden seeds of resurrection. These seeds are buried in these deadly vines."

"The reason why you people will be deprived of the law of legend is because the power of the god of the wilderness is attached to the vine of death. He has the authority of the ancient law, so it is easy to erase your domain power. Essentially, you are like It's like being in a god's kingdom! Unless you have his permission, the legendary realm is basically covered!"

Marvin understood instantly.

Although the God of the Wilderness has not yet been resurrected, these deadly vines, as his avatars, seem to still have some power.

This kind of power is extremely high-level, and has the same authority as the law of magic. It is difficult for the legendary law to exert its effect under the suppression of this kind of law.

And the Lich himself is not affected, probably because the Deadly Vine has granted him additional authority!

"Damn it. He just mentioned the word mentor... Could this guy be the apprentice of the God of the Wilderness?"

Marvin suddenly remembered the adventurer team he joined before entering the snow mountain. He heard them bring up similar deeds.

"I'm afraid so."

Winter Assassin's voice also seemed a little dignified: "Your decision just now is correct, and we may not be able to get any benefits from head-to-head."

"Damn witch, she lied to me again. She clearly said that the God of the Wild will not be resurrected."

"But looking at the appearance of these desperate vines, the consciousness of the wild god has begun to recover!"

Marvin's heart was pounding.

This time, he felt that it was really a little ominous.

The God of the Wild is a well-known evil god since ancient times, if he is really resurrected. Of these legends present, how many can escape?

He silently asked the Winter Assassin to inform Isabel that if he had the chance, he could escape later. It's better to run away first.

He knew Isabel's unique talent, if not for this talent, Winter Assassin would not have let her enter the wilderness palace.

There is very little room to control her.

...

"ah!"

The fierce battle below continued. But the group of people in Dreamland Temple seemed to be unable to hold on any longer.

Under the continuous attack of these ferocious vines, another temple warrior died unexpectedly.

The magician's face turned green.

These are the elites of the Dream Temple in the Holy Light City, the real mainstay.

This operation not only did not see the shadow of the cold light grip, but also encountered the clone of the god of the wilderness. This is completely different from what the oracle said!

He tried to communicate with the gods he believed in, but it didn't work.

The lich's eyes made him feel chills.

He didn't want to die, he didn't want to die in the hands of a bunch of climbing vines so uselessly.

So the next second, he gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Bender!"

"I have a proposal!"

The Lich sneered: "Oh? Let's hear it?"

The magician took a deep breath: "You don't really want to offend the god of dreams, do you?"

The Lich replied indifferently: "You think I'll let you go?"

"The Temple of Dreams owes you a favor for this."

The magician looked at the two remaining temple warriors in front of him, and the equally embarrassed paladin Griffin, and showed a bitter smile:

"You won. We give up the grip of cold light. As long as you let us go, the Dream Temple will not hold you accountable."

The Lich's soul fire flickered a few times, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

But the attack of those green vines did slow down.

"To be honest, I'm really not afraid of offending the God of Dreams." The moment the Lich opened his mouth, the magician's heart sank, but the next second, he suddenly changed his tone:

"However, if you offend the gods, you can do less or less, can't you?"

"I can let you go safely."

"However, one of you is a sacrificial offering personally favored by my mentor. Her flesh and blood are very attractive...she must stay!"

The magician froze for a moment: "Her? Who?"

The Lich pointed at the paladin Griffin who was sweating profusely... the little girl behind him!

Griffin's face suddenly changed.

"That little girl. She's different."

The Lich laughed and said, "She has a considerable treasure on her body. Although it is covered by the cursed breath, it cannot escape the smell of the God of the Wilderness."

He raised his shriveled chin: "She must stay. You can take the rest."

The magician glanced at Griffin and decided without hesitation:

"make a deal!"

...(.)

ps: Compensation update 1/8