Path of light

Chapter 585 586. The Priest in Distress 2

It happened to be the moment when day and night alternated in the dark land. The surrounding area gradually darkened, and dark creatures like black mist appeared outside the expedition camp.

These low-level dark creatures did not have any intelligence at all. They floated in the air completely based on instinct. They sensed the sacred aura exuding from Roy's body and rushed towards him quickly.

Roy also knew that he couldn't stay outside the camp for too long. It was okay to attract these low-level dark creatures around the camp. Once his aura attracted high-level dark creatures, it would be the biggest trouble for the expedition camp.

The mixed-blood elf warriors stood inside the magic shield and saw clouds of black mist rushing towards Roy, and waved at Roy vigorously.

Roy saw that the priest's body was covered with scars, and a spider web of black blood vessels was exposed on his body. The dark energy had invaded his body...

Roy reached out and touched the priest's arm wrapped in black energy. The black energy on the priest's arm quickly dissipated.

Turning around and seeing the warnings from the mixed-blood elf warriors, Roy quickly grabbed the priest's arms. Instead of carrying the priest on his shoulders, he pulled his arms and dragged him directly along the ground back to the camp. inside.

The low-level dark creatures around him entangled Roy, but they were burned and dissipated by the sacred glimmer of light above Roy's head...

The dark creatures continued to dissipate, and new dark creatures rushed up, surrounding Roy.

The sacred gleam above Roy's head became weaker and weaker, and finally extinguished completely. The primary dark creature fiercely entangled Roy, but Roy pulled out the sacred scepter from his waist, and he injected a trace of the power of holy light into the sacred scepter. Inside the scepter, the ball at the top of the sacred scepter instantly emitted a dazzling holy light.

The strong holy light penetrated those dark creatures, and countless dark creatures became fragmented under the illumination of the holy light.

Roy dragged the unconscious priest with one hand and held the sacred scepter with the other, and quickly ran back to the expeditionary camp surrounded by a group of mixed-blood elf warriors.

When Roy got into the magic shield of the expeditionary camp, those low-level dark creatures immediately lost their attack targets and wandered around in the dark wilderness again.

A group of mixed elf warriors wanted to gather around to help, but were stopped by Roy:

"Don't come here yet..."

As he spoke, Roy, who was filled with the aura of darkness, dragged the unconscious priest to the edge of the pool. He scooped a spoonful of holy water from the pool and drank it first for the unconscious priest before reciting a prayer. He spoke and drew a simple divine pattern.

'purification'

This was the magic that his friend Jasper taught him when he was still alive.

A ray of holy light fell from Roy's head. Under the bath of holy light, the dark aura on Roy's body quickly evaporated.

Roy squatted next to the old priest and performed a purification technique on the old priest again. The strong holy light dispelled the dark aura accumulated on the old priest's body, but he did not wake up immediately.

His body was covered with scratches, and the largest wound was on his right shoulder behind his back. It was a wound of more than 20 centimeters, and the wound was covered with black and purple scabs.

Roy used the 'Holy Light Technique' again, and a ray of holy light turned into dots of starlight and fell on the old priest's shoulder, but the wound did not heal as quickly as Roy expected.

The old priest's aura was very weak. Apart from a priest's robe and a worn cloak, he had almost nothing in the pocket at his waist, only a torn sacred prayer book.

He lay barefoot next to the pool...

Seeing that Holy Light Technique had no effect on the old priest, Roy thought he would die in a coma. After thinking about it, he took out a bottle of high-quality healing potion from his pocket, pulled out the cork at the mouth of the bottle, and inserted All the light red liquid in the medicine bottle was poured into the old priest's stomach.

The old priest's stomach made a soft "gurgling" sound.

"Let him lie here, maybe there is hope for him to survive..."

When Roy said this, he actually had no hope...

The old priest still has one breath left. Once he swallows it, the person may die.

He is a very old mixed-blood elf, with a thin frame wrapped in a layer of sagging old skin.

Roy even wanted the mixed elf warrior to find a place outside the camp, dig a hole first, and bury the old priest directly after he breathed his last breath.

It's time to inspect the magic tower. This is the most important thing that the mine guard team does every day in the expeditionary camp.

Roy personally led the inspection every time. After Roy finished inspecting the sixteen magic towers, it was completely dark outside the camp, which meant that the dark place entered the day...

Roy returned to the pool, and Timothy and a group of Dark Moon Elf warriors gathered around the pool.

"Isn't life here boring? Do you regret that you were at Murayaki Port in the Ghornfjord? You could just find a ship and return to St. Margaret's Port in the Evernight Forest!"

Roy sat next to Captain Timothy, resting his head on the stone wall by the pool, looking up at the shield surrounded by sixteen magic arcs, and said casually.

Captain Timothy was polishing a horn dagger. When he saw Roy sitting down and asking this question, he smiled and said:

"Actually, the environment here is not bad. At least the environment in the expeditionary camp is better than the spinel mine, and we Dark Moon elves are very accustomed to life in this dark world. Boss, when will we try to hunt the darkness outside? biology?"

"Aren't you afraid that if we act rashly, once a high-level dark creature sets its sights on us, it will expose the expeditionary camp?" Roy asked back.

"There must be a way to solve this problem, and it should be easy, otherwise the expeditionary force of the Statue of Liberty will not be able to fight in the dark land..."

Captain Timothy said casually.

A half-blood elf warrior walked up to Roy and said to him:

"Boss, the priest you rescued, he--woke up!"

Roy stood up from the pool and walked directly to where the old priest was lying. Sure enough, he saw the ragged old priest wrapped in a blanket, looking very weak, but the hand that was as dry as a chicken claw was holding a cup, drinking warm lemon tea mouthful by mouthful, and he was holding a piece of elf biscuit in his other hand.

It can be seen that he was eating very hard, but he was very serious...

Even when Roy came over, he did not disturb him from eating.

The half-blood elf warrior on the side reminded the old priest: "This is our leader. He just dragged you in from outside the camp..."

The old priest seemed to have heard nothing and continued to eat the elf biscuits indifferently.

After eating the elf biscuits in his hand, the old priest stopped. He was silent for a moment before raising his head with difficulty, looking at Roy with turbid eyes, and asked Roy in a hoarse voice:

"Do you know where the priests of this camp went?"

"They went to the Isnes Expeditionary Camp. The Dark Gate Expeditionary Camp was officially taken over by the Silver Moon Elf Legion half a month ago."

Roy sat opposite the old priest and explained.

The old priest nodded slightly, drank the lemon tea in the cup in one gulp, and then put the cup next to him.

It seems that he is alive again, at least there is some color in his eyes and his lips are moist.

"I am the leader of the seventh search team of the expeditionary army, responsible for searching for the whereabouts of the goddess in the depths of the dark land. The direction our team is responsible for searching is not the direction the expeditionary army is advancing, so this time we returned from the depths of the dark land and did not meet the expeditionary army team."

The old priest's voice was very soft, and Roy had to listen carefully to understand what he was saying...

"Did your search team find the whereabouts of the Statue of Liberty?" Roy couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

The old priest rolled his eyes, glanced at Roy, and sat there without saying a word.

"Where do you want to go now? Is there anything we can help you with?" Roy asked again.

"I want to rest in this expeditionary camp for two days, and then I will set off to the Isnes expeditionary camp. If it's convenient, can you give me a few more cookies?" said the old priest.

"...Of course!"

Roy waved to the half-blood elf warrior next to him, and the half-blood elf warrior immediately took out a few elf cookies and handed them to the old priest.

The old priest took the elf biscuits, nodded slightly to Roy, and then wrapped himself in a blanket and leaned against the stone wall beside the pool, closed his eyes and fell asleep...

Leaving Roy awkwardly there.

...

In the next two days, the old priest was almost always sleeping. He was not awake very often, but whenever he was awake, he would eat a piece of elf biscuit, and then scoop holy water from the pool, pouring it over his head one spoonful at a time. He looked like he wanted to soak in the holy water.

When the half-blood elf warriors were distributing breadfruit, the half-blood elf warrior in charge of distributing food also took the initiative to give the old priest a piece of breadfruit pulp.

The old priest did not refuse the half-blood elf warrior's kindness. He did not say anything to thank him, but just nodded silently.

Many times, the priests of the Statue of Liberty always mentioned the Statue of Liberty, for example, they always said: 'The Holy Light will protect you! 'But the old priest would not say these words...

He respected any food, and his stomach was like a bottomless pit. No matter what food the half-blood elf warrior gave him, he could eat it effortlessly.

His body recovered quickly, and he could walk around the camp in just one day.

Roy felt that he should be a very devout believer. Although he never prayed in the camp, his eyes showed indifference to life and death. When he looked at the location of the Isness Expeditionary Force camp, his eyes were firm...

The old priest was not afraid of death, but now he wanted to live desperately.

Roy did not ask the old priest about the things he didn't want to say, but casually asked the old priest about the great priest Reed.

The old priest said that he didn't know the great priest Reed.

Roy had expected this result, so he was not disappointed...

Although he failed to find out the news about the great priest Reed, Roy found out another thing from the priest: that is, how to avoid the perception of dark creatures outside the camp.

In fact, the method is very simple. The priests who enter the dark land actually have a magic cloak.

This magic cloak is not a precious thing. It is made of magic pattern cloth and can be bought in some magic shops.

In order to cover up the magic aura on their bodies, many magicians often put on such a magic cloak when they go out.

This magic cloak can hide the wearer's original aura...

The cloak worn by the old priest, which had become tattered pieces of cloth, was actually originally a magic cloak. However, after being worn for too long, this magic cloak had completely lost its ability to shield the magical atmosphere.

The old priest told Roy that the vast majority of ordinary dark creatures are aggregations of dark energy without any consciousness. They wander around in dark places, driven by instinct...

As long as you put on a magic cloak and go out at night in a dark place, those ordinary dark creatures will be like blind and most likely will not be discovered.

But this is not possible in the daytime in the dark land. Dark creatures are more active during the day, and their perception will be greatly enhanced. There will be many advanced dark creatures running around, and it will be very troublesome once they are discovered...

More powerful than advanced dark creatures are those dark creatures with rudimentary intelligence, such as the Shadow Demon and Death Scythe wandering in the wilderness.

The old priest really rested for two days in the expeditionary army camp, and then dragged his tired body towards the Isnes expeditionary army camp...

…

In the third week when the mine guard group settled in the expeditionary camp at the Portal of Darkness, a mixed-blood elf warrior finally learned the low-light lighting technique under Roy's careful instruction.

Their bodies, nourished by the holy water, can also contain a trace of the power of the holy light, and have a little bit of affinity with the holy elements...

Although this magical skill is not easy to learn, it is very effective in dispelling the dark energy.

Roy applied for a batch of magic cloaks from the commander of the Gabrielle Regiment, and the commander readily agreed.

These magic cloaks need to be transported from Mulayaki City, so Roy has to wait for at least a month.

The magisters who were repairing the Dark Portal heard from nowhere that Roy needed a magic cloak, so they took the initiative to find Roy and gave him a magic cloak with magic power amplification.

This is a black cloak with a magic pattern embroidered with gold thread on the inside.

Roy felt that if he put it on his body, he should be able to blend into the darkness completely.

With such a magic cloak that can block the perception of dark creatures, Roy wanted to try to take a walk outside the camp.

Roy chose a night in a dark place. A light red curtain appeared in the sky, and many creatures in the dark world disappeared silently from the wilderness. Then he put on this magic cloak and quietly walked out of the expedition camp.

Sure enough, if you walk out of the camp wearing a magic cloak, you won't be noticed by the dark creatures outside.

Roy stood outside the camp and hesitated for a moment, but decided to walk out of the valley and take a look outside the valley...