The two horses were already restless and kept sniffing in place and digging the ground with their hooves. When the monk saw it, he looked motionless, but he gently stroked it a few times, as if there was some magic. The horse suddenly became quiet. The female elf saw the little girl next to him suddenly fell asleep, and was very surprised to see the monk. In her experience, this was magic, but the young man in front of him who easily captured himself with physical skills did not look like a magician. After seeing the horse quiet, she was already shocked. Could it be that Huigang was still a druid?!

Huigang ignored the female elf's random thoughts and just took off the thick crowbar he bought at the blacksmith shop on a horse. He said to the elf who began to feel the fear in the darkness:

"Don't leave here, take good care of that little girl."

Curiosity cannot dispel the fear brought by this darkness. The female elf's face looked extremely ugly. Although she was holding the little girl, the two of them almost shrank into a ball. It was obvious that they were extremely afraid, but they still tried their best to support themselves and said:

"Mr. Huigang, you'd better launch your own magic of light first. Now we are in the cloud of fear of the Necromancer."

The monk did not see any impact at all. He held the thick iron stick in his hand, his face was very solemn. He heard this and did not respond, but he had already started to chant the scriptures softly. A faint light came from his body, gradually covering the horses and the two people.

The laughter in the dark suddenly stopped, the faint sound became clear

"I'm still a pastor of light"

I was a little surprised, but there was an indescribable contempt in it.

"Little guy, hand over that elf and the little girl, I can give you a happy death."

"Amitabha, no matter what you do, I will never agree to your request. I hope this donor who hides his head and tail in the dark clouds will make way for him. Harmony is the most important thing, so that we will not use any weapons."

The monk replied calmly. After the female elf was shrouded by the faint light emitted by the monk, the discomfort symptoms had subsided and became energetic. When he heard this, he immediately agreed loudly, completely forgot about the embarrassment he had just now:

"That's right, just pretending here, will you use this magic, the coward hiding behind you?"

Huigang was a little surprised when she heard these words. She just saw the female elf looking like she was about to collapse. She didn't expect that she would be so lively immediately after she recovered. As expected, the intelligent race was not human after all, so it was different.

The voice that had been in the dark was obviously irritated by the monk's answer and the sarcasm of the female elf. He snorted heavily and did not make any sound.

With the monk's super eyesight, he could not achieve the usual state in the dark place, which was very vague. Although Huigang's mouth was relaxed, his attitude was as if he was facing a great enemy. He could only hear a sound of breaking through the air, as if some stones were thrown to the ground.

The female elf who was chattering there kept talking and hearing this voice, her face changed drastically, and she hurriedly said to the monk who was in a state of caution:

"Master Huigang (the title has changed unconsciously), that mage is about to summon the undead warrior."

The monk ignored the advice afterwards. He could vaguely see those stone-like things thrown into the ground, and the ground there began to fluctuate, as if the water was boiling.

First, the hands made of bones that completely disappeared from the flesh and blood stretched out from the ground, and then skeletons crawled out of the ground one by one. Holding simple weapons in their hands, they walked towards the monk step by step.

In the darkness where there was almost no light, some bones slowly walked towards Huigang with weapons in their hands, which was indescribable and terrifying.

But Huigang's young and weak face did not show any fear, but it seemed a little curious.

"This is somewhat similar to when I was in the martial arts world and saw the corpse driving at Maoshan Gate. However, this kind of magic disturbed the peace of the deceased and was too disrespectful."

As soon as this sentence was said, a cough suddenly came from the darkness, like choking when drinking water, and then the voice was filled with anger:

"This is not the mummy you see on the water. This is the 'Summoning of the Undead', a level 4 spell. I want my skeleton to cut you alive with a knife!"

"Not necessarily" Huigang finished speaking and rushed into the skeleton group. When encountering this strange situation, the monk used all his strength when he took action. This was Huigang's first weapon here.

With both arms, the big iron rod swept forward, which was exactly the "sweeping thousands of troops" in the Crazy Wand Technique. The internal force was invigorating, and the holy power was not expected by the monk. The iron rod shining with a strong holy light swept across, and the strange-looking skeletons seemed to melt in an instant under the scorching summer sun.

The monk succeeded with one blow and immediately retreated quickly to protect the horses and personnel.

"Sacred Warrior, you are actually a high-level Sacred Warrior!!"

The voice is full of anger

"Damn the church dog, don't think this will win."

A rushing spell came from the darkness. The ground that had just crawled out of the skeleton began to churn with greater fluctuations. With a bang, a huge figure stood up from the ground.

The skeleton giant, five meters tall, stood up from the soil, holding a huge sword in his hand and wrapped in thick iron armor, looking extremely fierce.

This is different from the dull little skeletons just now. The huge skeleton had white flames burning in their eyes, as if they were wise. As soon as they came out of the soil, they shouted silently into the sky.

A silent fear suddenly spread, and the birds that had already been sleeping on the cliffs on both sides flew up. Although the female elf was shrouded in the monk's light, she was still shocked in her heart. She didn't know if it was the monk's holy power or something else. She didn't faint, but just clenched her lips tightly with her teeth, but her eyes were already extremely panicked.

That voice laughed arrogantly:

"Trembling, beg, you arrogant boy, see hell..."

His laughter suddenly stopped because the monk had put down the iron rod. He was very happy and said viciously:

"Hmph, do you want to beg for mercy? It's too late, too late, I want to train your soul into a ghost so that you can never reincarnate."

Huigang's calm answer:
Chapter completed!