Soul of Burning Steel

Joshua, who was curious by others, is now watching Robzek's dream.

This is a desolate and rotten land.

Thick yellow-green fog filled the gloomy mid-air, and the ground was like a swamp, covered with dark green mud. Around the mud, there were many withered and corroded tree remains, and countless twisted and terrifying chaotic creatures appeared wandering in such an environment.

This is a land of plagues, and these are the family members of the evil plague god. They have different shapes, but none of them have the shape of a normal creature. Even the most normal chaotic creature is like a mass of flesh made up of countless internal organs and cysts. , their bodies are covered with constantly waving tentacles and knots, swaying viscous rancid liquid.

And there is a team, in such an environment, constantly beheading these disgusting disgusting monsters.

The holy light flickered, and the sledgehammer across the atmosphere like a meteor blasted a Chaos monster into a mass of fleshy pulp, and then was burned into a mass of floating black smoke. Under the leadership of the leader, this A powerful team composed of young paladins is sweeping away all the surrounding Chaos monsters with a thunderous force.

Joshua was not surprised to find that the leader was obviously the young Robzek.

At this time, Robzek is still a little confused. Although he is still killing the Chaos monsters neatly, it may be seen that this powerful paladin is a little absent-minded. He may be wondering why he came to the Plagueland. I am also wondering why my strength has returned to the gold rank.

But the most urgent task is not to think about these things, but to kill all the evil. The fighting skills he has honed over the years were perfectly displayed by Robzek. He swung his sledgehammer and easily killed several powerful chaos monsters. Burn the juice splashed by these monsters, without dripping on the body.

The battle is about to end, this is a perfect crusade, no knight is injured, and all monsters will be killed.

But without checking for a while, it seems that a certain young paladin came into contact with the liquid because the holy light was not strong enough, and he didn't purify the monster's thick juice in time.

The sap on most monsters is actually not harmful, it is just ordinary body fluids. At most, the stench is disgusting, but this time the thick juice is different, it contains incomparably evil chaotic power, within just a few minutes, the young paladin who won the lottery showed signs of disease all over his body , translucent tumors bulged on his body surface, with thick reddish-brown mucus flowing inside, making a bulging sound.

This paladin, who was only in his twenties at most, endured the pain with extraordinary willpower, and then tried his best to stabilize the spread of the lesion on his body with holy light and divine magic. The voice became extremely hoarse due to intense pain, and prayed to the surrounding companions: "...help me, Captain Robzek, I don't want to die yet, mother is still waiting for me..."

——It's hopeless.

With just one glance, Joshua could tell that the entire body of the paladin in front of him had been soaked by the power of chaos. It would have been fine if he hadn't been in the Plaguelands, and there was still a possibility of suppressing the evil disease, but they were in the home court of the power of chaos. , The disease has a steady stream of strength to support it, which can basically determine the death penalty for this young man.

Robzek can also see this, and he also knows a more terrifying thing - if the body of this paladin is not 'completely purified' quickly, then it is very likely that other paladins will also die due to contact. Infected, and the young man's body will mutate into the next Chaos Monster.

The power of chaos is so weird that they are difficult to guard against, and in order to take this corrupted paladin out, they must touch the opponent's body, which is too risky.

"Give it a try! Ollie is still alive!"

"Yes, we are not far from the stronghold, as long as we quickly teleport back to the Great Temple, Ollie will definitely be able to recover!"

The other paladins around are begging for mercy from Robzek. They feel that they can stabilize their friend's condition. In this way, after returning to the Great Temple, the high-level church will be able to completely cure the disease, although it will be for the remaining A bit of a disease, but at least this knight doesn't need to be burned by the holy light until his bones are gone.

But the silver-haired paladin didn't hesitate at all.

"A happy one."

Said softly, ignoring the pleas of all the young knights, Robzek snapped the neck of the young paladin named Ollie amidst the shocked expression.

"This is the only thing I can do for you, and the only thing I can do."

Lit the blazing holy flame in his hand, recalling everything, the paladin whispered to himself with some sentimentality: "I'm sorry, little Ollie, your mother will indeed be very sad."

"So, I can't make the other sixteen mothers sad."

Although he was apologizing, there was no apology in Robzek's tone, and his hand that burned the young paladin to ashes did not even tremble in the slightest. The paladin's expression and will were extremely firm: "I have experienced despair once. Yes, because of temporary tolerance, soft-heartedness, carelessness, and luck, none of the seventeen young paladins present returned to the temple alive, and I was just lucky, so I teleported back to the Great Temple when I was dying, and got saved by the Pope."

"This is the most regrettable mistake. I have remembered it for 25 years. I toss and turn every night because of it. I can't sleep for a long time."

The companions around died one by one because of the chaos plague. In the midst of despair and pain, he had to lead the rest of the people to deal with the chaos monsters attacking around him, but even after countless hard battles, he was still alone in the end People, luckily survived.

Once in a lifetime is enough for this kind of thing.

"So, rest in peace, at least this time, your companion will not die because of it."

He said so, without the slightest ups and downs, but the young paladins around him didn't feel that their lives had been saved. They raised their swords angrily and aimed at Robzek, their eyes full of irresistible anger.

"It really is a dream. A real paladin should face the pain of sacrifice. The departure of a companion is certainly sad, but this is not an excuse to vent your anger wantonly, and it is even more impossible to point your weapon at your companion."

Looking around at these young knights, Robzek lightly shook his head and said, feeling the hatred and anger in his eyes, his tone did not waver at all, and there was even a trace of regret: "It was supposed to be you who came to relieve our companions, And now I am doing it for you... Although it is a dream, let me teach you now what it means to respect elders."

"First of all, the first point, don't take the initiative to raise your sword against your elders."

--well done.

Seeing this, Joshua nodded. It is indeed possible for Robzek to pass this trial on his own without the help of others. However, those young paladins are obviously the trials created by the mist of God's Evil. His strength is definitely different from that of a real paladin. If Robzek is not careful, he may capsize again.

"That's about it. The characteristics of this divine mist are also understood."

Next, even if he accidentally fell into a dream, Joshua was confident that he could pass the level quickly. He turned his head and looked at the direction shrouded in black mist on the other side: "The next step is to go to the Mage Association and get rid of that disaster." Box of Rebus."

After making a decision, the next step is to act. The soldier's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the surrounding black fog, and he quickly found the range. Then, he walked towards the gate of the Royal Mages Association.

Along the way, the black mist gradually churned, and it was no longer as calm as before. Joshua's behavior of throwing Moore and Robzek out obviously angered the divine mist, but after all, the two did not escape from the dream, and the soldier The divinity, so it did not take the initiative to attack.

The entire body of the Mage Association is made of special magic clay and cement, so it is not afraid of the corrosiveness of the black mist. There is not even a trace of corrosion on the entire building. After entering the Mage Association, Joshua discovered that the concentration of the black mist is very high. On the first floor, a dull pressure came, and he was keenly aware that the black mist was getting closer to him. The transparent cover beside the soldier used to be about five meters in diameter, but now it is only four and a half meters.

"The closer to the body of the god's imprint, the higher the concentration of the fog, and the repulsion of my divinity will be offset."

This is something that is easy to understand, and Joshua will not stop because of this kind of thing. He quickly walked along the road that Brandon and Nostradamus took him and told him before. The hall and corridor shrouded in black mist entered the spiral staircase leading to the underground laboratory.

Along the way, black mist surged, and in the eerie silence, only the footsteps of soldiers echoed in the empty corridor. Joshua listened intently, but did not hear the breathing of the surrounding creatures, and there were no other flames of life in sight. Signs of burning.

It seems that almost everyone in the Mage Association ran out, except for the group of people in the No. 2 underground laboratory who were closest to the box of Erebus.

During this journey, there is nothing to say, because of the protection of spells, all the important things in the Royal Mages Association were not corroded by the black mist, only some scattered documents and soldiers turned into powder and mud all over the place. , Joshua came to the door of the second underground laboratory of the Royal Wizards Association.

At this time, the protective shield around the soldier was less than half a meter long, and the thick black mist was already surging like a tide like liquid ink. If it wasn't for Joshua's ability to judge the range and surrounding environment with his mind, he wouldn't be able to see it at all. Knowing the direction, it is naturally impossible to find the target.

"It seems to be here."

He said to himself, through the judgment of his heart, the soldier walked in directly.

Inside the gate, there are seven weak flames of life that are flickering. Obviously, they are the seven mages who studied the box of Erebus. Their flames of life are extremely weak, and they seem to die at any time, just by flickering The runes kept them alive, which Joshua could vaguely detect. Except for one old mage, the expressions of the other mages were in agony, as if they were being tortured in a dream, and the possibility of passing the trial was very low, and that old mage should be the Hasu that Nostradamus said. It seems to be similar to Robzek, and has found a solution to the dream test.

And in the center of the entire research room, there is a huge shield made of white crystal. There is a tiny crack in the shield. It is from this small crack that the endless black mist erupts, like a submarine volcano erupting. It spewed out like crazy.

There is no doubt that the center of the shield is the source of this incident, where the box of Erebus is located, but Joshua is too lazy to care about him now. The purpose of the soldiers entering the black mist is to save people first, at least to ensure that these mages will not die in corrosive fog.

He can solve the matter of the Mist of God's Evil at any time, but he doesn't know how long it will take, and any of these seven mages, if he dies in the middle of solving the matter, it will be a trouble, so Joshua turned towards the seven mages. One goes, ready to take them first, throwing out the mist.

But just in the middle of the walk, the soldier stopped.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of the white crystal cover. Joshua narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Such a faint divinity can still condense consciousness?"

"As expected of... the God of Luck, he can have such good luck even when he has fallen."

And just when the soldier was talking to himself.

A huge and muscular black figure with two heads appeared faintly in the white crystal cover.

Make up for the previous update... Next, there will be an update of 4000 words every day. Probably, I wrote 6000 words today. If the condition is good, there may be another update later...