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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty: Blasphemy

Lagging behind in the level?

Charles glanced at the character panel, looking at the string of level numbers that soared a lot than before, and felt that the hard work of practicing for the past half month should be recovered.

"careful!!"

He was a little unfocused, and the shouts of the dragon-born paladin came from beside him.

"Um?"

His eyes slightly stared forward. It turned out to be a skeleton wolf with a level 10 elite template, suddenly rushed out of a crypt that was full of negative energy.

Ordinary skeleton wolves have 17 agility attributes. If they are fitted with elite templates, they are definitely extraordinary agile creatures. As soon as Charle raised his shield, he heard a "bang" sound, and the light steel shield shook violently. The skeleton wolves had already bitten the shield surface. The bone teeth collided with the steel shield, and a series of dazzling Mars were drawn.

"!"

Using a shield block to block the skeleton wolf's attack, before the skeleton wolf had time to withdraw, Shire subconsciously activated a melee skill.

Bang!

The power of the right arm instantly gathered on the swinging shackle, and the spiked chain hammer slapped the skeleton wolf's head, and a high damage value of "-30" appeared.

Skeleton creatures are all anemia monsters, and this attack basically killed nearly 50% of the health of the skeleton wolf.

"!"

Barrasa's long sword was filled with sacred light, and then it slashed on the skeleton wolf that was smashed by the shackles, and took away the last part of the life of the elite monster.

Click.

The skeleton fell to the ground. Barrasa stood with his sword and looked at the outline of the dungeon about a hundred steps away, vaguely in the darkness.

“The end is there.”

Barrasa took out a badge representing a sacred organization from his arms. He stared at the shining holy sword seal on it and whispered: "This is my mentor. A paladin who belongs to the Holy Liberation Organization gave me the necro detecting props. The brighter the mark on it, the more necro creatures gathered in the dungeon ahead."

After a pause, Barrasa continued: "This is the first time in the past half month that I have seen the emblem shiny in all directions, which means... there may be a heroic undead inside!"

“It is predictable.”

Charles took a breath from his chest and his face became very serious.

After killing the skeleton general more than ten days ago, he teamed up with Barrasa to explore, and took turns using "dispersing" to purify this underground world.

These days, all kinds of undead creatures have died at their hands. The weak are clustered creatures, such as dead fly groups and maggots, and they can kill a group with just a splash of holy water. The strong ones include troll skeletons and tauren zombies, which even include a powerful demon soul corpse that is close to the level of the lord.

But now, only this ancient dungeon remains, standing in front of them.

According to the narrative of Mario Carmen, the lord of Tivanton, there are definitely demon believers in the dungeon, and they may be a heroic necromancer with great wisdom. But strangely, after the death of the skeleton general, the other party did not send a second lord to stop the priest and paladin from purifying the land.

Something should have trapped the demon believers, otherwise the other party would never allow them to walk freely in the underground world, making the huge blasphemy array riddled with holes.

"continue?"

Charles thought quietly for a while, glanced at the sufficient spell positions. He used only once to disperse the day, and there were still four left. The paladin's condition was similar to his.

"Continue. I want to end this advanced task today." Barrassa said in a voice, putting away the holy emblem.

The dungeon has to go in any case, even though he knows that there is a heroic undead waiting for them. Shir looked at the mission panel, one, one, all purple quality quests about this world, and now he is only one step away from reaching the end.

Of course, the final location, Ye Yao Temple, is also located in the prefecture.

As his steps approached, Charles had already seen a magnificent temple in the center of the ancient city, standing high.

According to the true proportions, the Night Yao statue carved from crystal blue jade, crossed his hands on his chest and stood on the pointed dome, smiling and overlooking the world.

Her blue eyes seemed to have divine nature. While looking at the statue of the god, Charles walked towards the city, he always felt that the goddess's eyes were always on her.

"Boom"

The empty underground world echoes with the sound of the city gate slowly opening.

Shahr and Barrasa stood shoulder to shoulder, more than ten meters away from the city gate, silently watching a large group of undead creatures walk out of the city gate, lined up on both sides of the road, and set up a strange welcoming formation.

The lead were two demon priests, who held magic weapons in their hands, not the skull-style holy emblem representing the Ghost King Dorison, nor the holy emblem of the demon lord Olkas.

It was an open white palm with a heart-shaped hole on it. At first glance, this holy emblem seemed to be cut off from a lady's wrist. It was fresh and lifelike, but there was no blood at the section. After observation, Charles thought that this should be made of jade and was given some magical art.

"These two demons have changed their faith?"

Seeing the palm-like holy emblem, Charles' heart suddenly calmed down.

Sure enough, according to the current game progress, how could the system force players to deal with a heroic undead who can't die if he lives.

After half a month of purification, the end point is here, and no powerful enemy is standing in front of you. The goddess Ye Yao descended down her glory and regained control of the underground stone city.

"Welcome, Holy Advent."

Two demons held the holy emblem in the palm-like shape and walked quickly to the two of them.

Even though he was wearing a priest robe, the demon was a demon after all, with his skin and body shriveled and wrinkled, looking like an old man who had been drained from water, and a disgusting stench of corpse accompanied him.

"Nether!!"

Barrasa had a gloomy face, raised his long sword, and took a few steps back while chanting the dispersal spell.

Charles and the two demons had a drastic expression. Especially these two Ye Yao's priests. A vicious look suddenly burst out from their eyes. They stared at the dragon descendants.

"Don't be impulsive, Balasa!" Shir quickly retreated and grabbed one of his teammates' arms and whispered: "This is the best result. Ye Yao is welcoming us. Without bloodshed, he completed the mission."

"No!"

Barrassa glared at the priest, held up his sword, and said with a high voice: "The priests will never be in harmony with any necromancers. The paladin should use his sword to kill all the necromancers!"

“…”

Charles felt that it would not work to make sense with his teammates in this state, because Barrasa is even more paladin than an indigenous paladin, so it is impossible to ask him to walk with the dead.

"Let's go back to the passage first." Charles thought for a while and said softly to Barrassa.

Because the final process was a bit too simple, Charles also had doubts. Barrassa's tough attitude was also a way to go, which made him make up his mind and wait a little longer.

Let’s go back to the surface to ask about magic paintings first.

If you are anxious and fall into the pit set by the unconscious hero who is very wise, you will be able to make a mistake and you will be crying without tears.

"Walk--"

As soon as he thought, Charles spread out the dragon eagle's wings and rose up from the ground.

Barrassa turned around and rode a big lizard, running under Charles' feet.

Rumble.

The two priests walked away in an instant. At this time, a black fog suddenly floated deep in the dungeon, and a furious voice came from it: "Your plan failed!"

"These two priests did not enter the city, and even if they were killed, they could not conquer their souls. They were the Holy Land, and they were infinitely resurrected and kept asking for trouble... And now, the blasphemy array we set up has been destroyed to pieces."

The two demon priests threw away the holy emblem in their hands, fell down and said in a trembling voice: "Master Maka, but we at least know that the human priest was indeed an oracle of the eternal lover, and came back to her dungeon."

"That was a true god. Even if it was weak and divine power, there were still many gods standing behind her, and neither Dorison nor Olkas could target her."

When the demon priest talked about Ye Yao, his tone completely changed. Everyone knows what the consequences of blaspheming a true god.

"hateful!"

The black fog was silent for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "We have been preparing here for many years, and the plane passage is under construction. Wait a little longer, the dark age is approaching, and Ye Yao may not be able to pull away to provide substantial help to the priest."

...

Bang.

Removing the flight technique, Charles stabilized his body on the ground.

There were no unclean creatures nearby, and Barrasa seemed to have recovered some sanity at this time, and stopped the big lizard and said in a muffled voice: "...I was impulsive."

"I'm sorry."

Barrasa's tone was sincere.

Charles waved his hand, although he was a little depressed, but he didn't take it seriously. Just say that, even if it wasn't for the Paladin's tough opposition, he had to think carefully about whether to enter the city.

Faced with a bunch of evil camp necro creatures, especially demons in the chaotic evil camp, Charles felt that no matter whether it was a believer of Dorison or Ye Yao, he would clean up first, so that he could do the task with peace of mind.

"That could be a trap."

"Let's go back to the surface first."

The priest greeted the paladin and walked straight to the entrance of the passage. However, at this time, a misty female voice suddenly sounded in Charles' heart:

"Wait a minute, Holy Adventist."

"Please release me."

When the sound came out, the picture frame tied to the back was also vibrating, and Charles suddenly stopped, happening to be between two giant knight stone statues.

"Balassa, you step back."

Instead of tearing off his cloak and untieting the magic painting immediately, Charle said helplessly to the paladin.

The magic painting is a negative energy aggregate. Ibalasa looks allergic to filthy people. If it is nearby, it may not be slashed with one sword.

"oh."

The dragon descendants couldn't figure out the situation, but they still obediently controlled the lizard and retreated more than a dozen steps away.

Then, under the surprised gaze of the paladin, Charles tore off the black cloak on his body, untied his belt, and took out an oil painting that could be called a work of art among the layers of black cloth.

The woman in the painting opened her blue eyes and looked at Charles, with a blazing look filled with a blasphemous anger. (To be continued...)

Chapter 120: Blasphemy:

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