Path of light

Chapter 625 626. Invitation

The light of purification enveloped Byron Thor, and a trace of dark air turned into steaming black smoke, emerging from Byron Thor's body...

Roy's actions immediately attracted the attention of all the elf warriors.

The great magicians just set up the magic tent to cover the breath of the elf warriors, and then left immediately.

The identity and status of the elf warriors were much lower than those of these great magicians. The great magicians left in a hurry, and the elf warriors who were slightly injured immediately got up from the sand, took over the unfinished work, and fixed some pressure ropes well.

Byron Thor told Roy that the priest they brought here had exhausted all the power of holy light on the way.

Then, the priest hurriedly slipped away on the pretext of missing his relatives and friends in the Isness Expeditionary Force camp.

Without the priests to expel the dark energy for the elf warriors...

Every day, a small amount of dark energy would penetrate into the bodies of the elf warriors, and then it would always exist and corrode the bodies of the elf warriors.

Along the way, the elf warriors suffered from the dark energy, and every day was miserable.

Seeing Roy walk out of the magic wooden house...

All the elf warriors' eyes fell on Roy, and their eyes were naturally full of expectations.

They had been with Roy for about three weeks, so they naturally knew Roy.

There was a dwarf warrior Lanling Bronzebeard who was resting on the sand, and he called out the name "Roy".

Roy waved to everyone and asked Byron Thor to rest aside.

Then, Roy came to Lanling Bronzebeard and saw that there were several more unhealed wounds on his chest. The dark energy had eroded his abdominal cavity. Roy estimated that if he was not a dwarf with a strong physique, an elf warrior would have died long ago if he had been injured so badly.

Now Bronzebeard Lanling was just lying on the sand with a pale face, and he still had a little strength to speak...

"Uncle Lanling, how did you get hurt like this?" Roy asked with concern.

Linglan Bronzebeard endured the pain and said to Roy in a muffled voice: "I was scratched by a shadow demon when I was fighting a few days ago."

Roy didn't see the great magician Dalakli, so he asked Linglan Bronzebeard:

"Where is the great magician Dalakli? Why don't I see him?"

"I'm here!"

The great magician Dalakli strode in from outside and sat next to Roy very casually.

He also looked very haggard, and his dusty hair was casually tied into a ponytail behind his head.

But he protected himself very well and was one of the few members of the team who was not tainted by the dark aura.

"It's great to see you again in the dark land!"

The great magician Dalakli came up and gave Roy a big hug.

Just now, he naturally went to visit several magicians in the magic wooden house, and also chatted with several friends on the second floor of the wooden house...

"I thought you would honestly return to the Dark Gate Expeditionary Force camp... I didn't expect you to run out again!" Great Magician Dalakli said to Roy.

"There is no way. These magicians have my transfer order in their hands. I can only come here as ordered..."

Roy hurriedly explained.

He didn't want to have some estrangement with Byron Thor because of this matter...

Then, Roy began to use purification to dispel the dark energy from other elf warriors.

Roy is now a seventeenth-level great priest, and the holy light energy in his body is relatively abundant. He quickly dispelled the dark energy from all the elf warriors.

Without the corrosion of the dark energy, the elf warriors became much more relaxed.

When Great Magician Dalakli saw Roy treating these adventure group members one after another, it seemed that the holy light power could flow out of his body continuously.

The great magician Dalakli looked at Roy's hands that had been completely transformed into holy light, and asked him with surprise:

"Roy, did you succeed?"

Roy smiled and said to the great magician Dalakli:

"Although I still can't understand it, I did find a way to restore the power of holy light..."

"Sure enough, Roy, you are completely different from the other priests in the Statue of Liberty."

The great magician Dalakli came to Linglan Tongxu's side, looked at the hemostatic bandages on his body that were all re-wrapped, and exclaimed:

"I really don't understand you. You are a priest, but you don't believe in the Statue of Liberty. You are the first leader of the half-blood elf troops in the Silver Moon Elf Kingdom, and you are also proficient in battlefield first aid..."

"Are you talking about these skills? Of course, they are accumulated bit by bit in daily life."

After saying that, Roy had already sutured the cut on the shoulder of a wounded man, and cast a holy light spell on him, which made a layer of oil film on the bloody wound.

...

The elf warrior quickly built a simple magic tent at the gathering place, with some leather and sleeping bags laid side by side inside. Everyone would stay in this tent tonight.

It was dark outside, and some dark creatures were floating in the air, but they knew nothing about the conversation in the tent...

The great swordsman Alvin came to Roy...

Roy was suturing the wound of an elf warrior. He was concentrating on inserting the crochet needle into the skin of the elf warrior. After sewing to the end, he cut the silk thread and tied a knot at the end of the rope. Then he patted the elf warrior with satisfaction, signaling the next injured elf warrior to come quickly.

Alvin the Great Swordsman said to Roy:

"Captain Roy, I didn't expect that we would meet here."

He was the fourth person to say this to Roy today.

Roy looked back at Alvin the Great Swordsman and found that his eye sockets were sunken and his cheekbones were protruding...

"Alvin the Great Swordsman, your body is seriously overdrawn. You can't continue to take mental potions. You must take a good rest."

When Roy spoke, he didn't look at Alvin the Great Swordsman. He was cleaning the wound of the elf while speaking.

There was an assistant beside Roy. Leah was holding a silver plate with a crochet hook threaded with thread, a roll of hemostatic bandages, small scissors and some primary healing potions on the plate.

Liya also followed Roy to help. She was very diligent, but she had to stay away every time Roy cast a divine spell.

After Roy cleaned the wound of the elf wounded, he would immediately pull out a bottle of primary healing potion and pour it directly on it.

Then he began to sew...

The whole process was very skillful.

"Well, this time Magister Jonas lent us a helping hand, so I can indeed take a break."

The voice of the Great Swordsman Alvin was full of fatigue and relaxation. He finally relaxed a little. He had never thought that he would meet a magic group in adversity, and Magister Jonas actually brought back all the elf warriors.

Roy was busy for a long time before he treated all the injuries of more than 20 elf warriors.

There were also some unfamiliar faces that Roy had never seen...

Roy finished treating the wounded, handed the silver plate to Leah, then took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood stains on his hands, and hurried to Byron Thor, wanting to chat with Byron Thor for a while.

He and the Great Swordsman Alvin were not very familiar with each other, so there was no topic.

At this time, the door of the magic wooden house opened, and Magister Elaud walked out from inside, standing at the door of the tent and said to Great Swordsman Alvin:

"Great Swordsman Alvin, Teacher Cedric wants to see you."

Great Swordsman Alvin was thinking about how to get some useful information from Roy, but Magister Elaud called Alvin away, and he could not do anything for a while.

Great Swordsman Alvin followed Magister Elaud and looked at the large magic wooden house carefully.

"I was wondering why this magic wooden house looked so familiar. It turned out to be the magic wooden house of Magister Cedric." Great Swordsman Alvin said casually.

He was the chief swordsman instructor of the royal family in Buenos Aires, and he knew many Silver Moon Elves. Obviously, he also knew Great Magician Cedric...

Following Magister Elaud into the magic wooden house, it showed that he walked through a long corridor and stopped outside a room.

Mage Elaud knocked on the door tentatively and said, "Teacher, Great Swordsman Alvin is here."

...

In the small reception room outside the suite, Great Mage Cedric sat opposite Great Swordsman Alvin.

The drink in Great Swordsman Alvin's cup was azure blue, and in addition to the faint fragrance of the sap of the tree of life, there were some other flavors...

Great Swordsman Alvin tried to drink a sip, and a cool magic power quickly penetrated into his body, instantly eliminating more than half of the fatigue in his body.

Magicians can always adjust some drinks with special flavors.

"Great Swordsman Alvin, how did you come to Haiti?" Great Mage Cedric asked.

Great Swordsman Alvin stood up quickly and answered:

"Master Mage Cedric, we came to Haiti to find a battlefield relic. I heard that there are many good things in the battlefield relic... Then why did you come here?"

Great Mage Cedric raised his head and looked at Great Swordsman Alvin for a while before saying:

"Of course I came here for the lich... I heard from Jonas that you just met the lich?"

"That's true. In fact, we have been entangled by this lich for almost five days, and seven elf warriors have died in the hands of this lich."

Then Great Swordsman Cedric asked again:

"I remember you should have met a lich before?"

Great Swordsman Alvin looked a little embarrassed and explained to Great Mage Cedric: "That was a long time ago."

"Then what do you think of the strength of this lich?" Great Mage Cedric asked again.

Great Swordsman Alvin replied: "In the dark land, it has a more powerful dark power, and this area is full of magic eyes and some minions of liches. At least in Haiti, the five second-level strongmen in our team are not the opponents of this lich."

Grand Mage Cedric nodded and said:

"We came to Haiti to hunt this lich. But we don't know much about this lich at present, so we will find you to collect this information in detail."

Great Swordsman Alvin looked at Grand Mage Cedric in surprise, and he asked quickly:

"With the power you have, hunting a lich is naturally very simple. Why do you still want to inquire about the news of the lich this time?"

Grand Mage Cedric raised his head and said with a smile:

"What if I want to catch it alive?"

"..."

Great Swordsman Alvin was silent immediately. After a while, he asked:

"Do you want to capture this lich alive?"

Grand Magister Cedric nodded: "Well, how about it? Do you want to stay and help me?"

"sure."

Great Swordsman Alvin hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

Grand Magister Cedric shook his head repeatedly and said: "Great Swordsman Alvin, you are still the same as before. You never know how to refuse others. If you want to leave, you don't have to force them. Return to Isnais Expedition from here. Military camp, this road should be safe."

The great swordsman Alvin waved his hands repeatedly and said loudly: "No, no... Of course I want to stay. What I hesitate is that the elf warriors who came with me have suffered repeated defeats. Considering that they have completely lost their plans for the trip to Haiti, No more confidence, if they want to return to Esnes, I will let them leave..."

Grand Magister Cedric nodded. The Alvin in front of him was still the great swordsman who always liked to think about others...

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Back in the magic tent, Great Swordsman Alvin told the team members about the invitation sent by Grand Magister Cedric.

The temporary tent suddenly became quiet as a group of elf warriors discussed.

Sure enough, some elven warriors chose to leave. They wanted to go on an expedition to the depths of the dark land to find some hunting opportunities...

But most of the second-level warriors chose to stay, and the elf warriors who left were all warriors at the peak of their first-level career.

Byron Thor actually wanted to leave, but Great Swordsman Alvin wanted Byron Thor to stay, and Byron Thor did not refuse...

Alvin the Great Swordsman has helped Byron Thor several times. Byron Thor was able to enter the dark place this time because Alvin the Great Swordsman came forward to smooth the relationship.

In addition to Byron Thor, there are five second-level experts who are willing to stay, including Linglan Bronzebeard and Magician Dalakli.

…

The second person to return to the magic cabin was Magister Wesley. Before he left, he had already chosen the perfect location for the magic circle.

This time I went to that area because I wanted to see what the sand sea looked like.

Setting up a magic circle is a very cumbersome task, especially if you want to tie up a level six dark monster. This is also a big project for the six magisters.

Six magisters led a group of great mages to the perfect ambush location found by Magister Wesley.

Cedric looked around, and sure enough, the place chosen by Magister Wesley was very good...

A group of magisters were also very eager. After confirming the location of the magic circle, they started to get busy under the leadership of Grand Magister Cedric.

Roy followed Byron Thor on patrol in the surrounding area...