Virus evolution begins with Pokémon

At this time, a divine power came from an unknown source and fell on Coryphias.

Mutation.

Coryphias seemed to be a dead tree, and his shriveled and compressed body quickly filled up.

The energy that was originally exhausted seemed to have received infinite nourishment, flowing out continuously.

"Ah... God, I feel the power of God." The red magic crystals covering Cauriphias's body suddenly emitted a halo, and the power of fear rose again.

"What..." Hawke suddenly changed and threw out the ball of blood in his hand.

The blood turned into a roaring beast and bit the newly resurrected Coryphias on the head.

Coryphias showed an evil smile on his face and waved his thin arms downwards.

The black ball of lightning that exploded in the air fell directly, vaporizing the beast whose blood had condensed and changed.

Just now Hawke used blood magic to sneak attack, obviously destroying the black ball, but actually attacking his big body.

So the black ball has not been completely destroyed.

"Death." Cauriphias threw the black ball like Hawk.

The size of the black ball skyrocketed as it flew. In less than a few breaths, it expanded to the size of a palace.

"Not good." Hawke retreated.

But the giant black ball surrounded by lightning appears to be slow, but is actually extremely fast.

For a moment, it blocked the sun's brilliance and cast a huge shadow on the ground, directly pressing down on Hawke's head.

This is Cauriphias using time magic to accelerate the movement of the black ball. Time magic is knowledge that only a few high-level magicians in the Tavent Empire master.

"Hawk." A blond magician wrapped in blue electric light rushed to Hawke's side. The energy in his body surged, and he held up a blue energy shield.

"Hoke, go quickly." The blonde magician's voice seemed to have an echo, and a trace of magic light overflowed from his eyes.

"Anders..." Hawke looked at the blond magician.

His defense was obviously unable to withstand the huge black magic ball of Cauriphias, and the magic shield was filled with spider web-like cracks with just one breath.

"What are you waiting for? Get out of the way." Anders shouted hurriedly when he saw Hawke still standing there.

"No, we face it together." Hawke said, his whole body was filled with mana, and streams of bloody energy gathered again and poured into Anders' protective shield.

"Hahaha, it's another boring human emotion, then you all die together." Corifias received the blessing of divine power and felt that his power was unprecedentedly powerful. Magic was injected crazily, and the black ball skyrocketed again.

The wild black lightning almost turned the surrounding area into a lightning forest, and the aura of destruction made it impossible for other strong men to approach.

"Ah..." Anders roared loudly, his magic power had been output to the extreme, and cracks appeared on his body.

No blood flowed out of these cracks, but instead, energy light continued to pour out like a spirit body.

"Anders..." Hawke knew that this was caused by the vengeful spirit in Anders' body.

Just when she was about to cast protective magic on Anders, Anders's expression suddenly changed, and a flaming blade emerged from the staff in his hand, piercing Hawke's abdomen.

No blood flowed out, and the blazing light blade burned Hawke's internal organs, causing her to lose most of her combat power.

"You..." Hawke looked at Anders in disbelief, completely confused as to why he would do this.

The two of them fought side by side for ten years, and Anders was behind almost all of Hawke's achievements.

Even when Anders blew up Kirkwall Cathedral and triggered the Holy War, Hawke tried his best to save his life and escaped with him.

But now, Anders unexpectedly attacked her.

Why?

She didn't wonder for long. The blue light in Anders's eyes went out, revealing a pair of cloudy and gray eyes.

Those are a pair of darkin eyes...

"No……"

Hawke understood in an instant that it was because of the darkin blood, the darkin blood in Anders' body.

More than ten years ago, Anders was just a little mage who liked to escape from the magic circle. He had a cute personality and would name his kitten "Mr. Puff".

Later, when he escaped from the Circle of Magic and was hunted by the Templars, he was recruited by Aidan, the Gray Robe Guardian who had ended the Blight Tide, using his conscription rights. He drank the blood of Darkin and joined the Gray Robe Guardian.

It was also while performing the Gray Robe mission that Anders was entered by the Spirit of Justice.

But later Anders quit the gray robe and came to Kirkwall to participate in mages' rights protection activities. Over the years, his identity as a gray robe was almost forgotten, and everyone focused more on the spirit of justice transformed in his body.

Enter the Vengeful Spirit.

Now, on this battlefield, the blood of the Darkin is finally being used.

"No, I need to inform others..." Hawke knew what this meant.

But she had no chance. The terrifying black ball shattered Anders' magic passport and crushed the two of them into pieces.

Former protagonist, Kirkwall Defender, Mage Protector, Marianne Hawke, died.

Just when Anders attacked Hawke, the battlefield changed again.

All the gray robe guardians suddenly went crazy and began to attack their own allies.

"What are you doing? Alistair, are you crazy?" The Lion King shield in Cullen's hand was suddenly slashed by Alistair's sword, and he looked at King Fereldan in shock.

The expression of this legendary warrior in golden armor was now dull, his originally pitch-black eyes had turned dim and turbid, and his skin was decaying at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Asshole..." Cullen cursed.

He could see that King Ferelden had turned into a dark descendant.

The same thing happens everywhere around.

Many warriors were suddenly attacked by the gray-robed guardians around them, and their companions who were still fighting against the dark descendants suddenly swung their swords at each other.

"The Gray Robe Guardian has rebelled..."

"Damn it, they're being controlled."

Fiona, the Archmage of Ferelden, discovered the problem in the blink of an eye and immediately released healing magic to cover Alistair.

Unfortunately, this magical treatment had no effect, and instead caused Alistair to rush towards her.

Fiona used Phantom Strike to avoid it, but Alistair continued to pursue her.

Cullen quickly stepped forward to stop him, trying to control Alistair together with Archmage Fiona.

This is no ordinary gray robe guardian, but the king of Ferelden. The first choice of the two is to control his actions and find a way to treat him after the battle.

But this is an ideal situation. Now we are on the battlefield. Let alone whether there is a chance to control it, Alistair's own force value alone cannot be simply captured alive.

The defection of the gray robe guardian was naturally caused by Du Chen. After the corrupted energy was connected to the old virus by him, he had become the source.

These gray robes with the blood of dark descendants in their bodies are ready-made infected bodies.