(The second update that was agreed upon~ I will continue to work hard tomorrow~ Of course, the extras will not be cheated. In fact, the main purpose of writing extras is to give benefits, but everyone doesn't understand it for the gods! Humph... If there is extras in the future, it will be better to be released as an internal release of the mid-range!)

"Let me go... let go! The evil undead!"

Despite being scolded like this, Seris carefully pulled Taylan and pressed her against the wound. Her fingers, which had been covered in blood, carefully wrapped the bandage she had obtained from "Master's Mission" on her wound.

"The priest in the town said... As long as the blood is stopped, the power of the holy light can repair the wound..."

While bandaging, the focused undead girl muttered to herself, not knowing whether it was to tell Taylan in front of her, or just because of this situation, the memory she lost was involved.

And Tyran Fording herself, because of this incredible situation, she fell into a state of inconceivable.

As a paladin, she... is actually bandaged with a wound by an evil spirit?!

Although the paladin education she received since childhood made her unacceptable, when her blue eyes glanced at the figure of the knight who was struggling to wield the long sword among the dead and carrying six pairs of light wings, for some reason, the memory that belonged to someone, which should have been forgotten, revived little by little at this time... bit by bit.

Sometimes, we cannot judge a person's good or bad too easily...

That was the teachings given by "that person" during the time when she had just had memory, and shortly after that, she had to accept what her mother said, "that person is dead."

But...is he really dead?

So powerful, so radiant... that person... really died as people say because of the conspiracy set up by the despicable orcs?

Tyran looked at the paladin who was fighting with his blue eyes, and looked at the man carrying six pairs of wings that were as gorgeous and radiant as the one she remembered, fighting bravely with the undead like a god of war.

For a moment, she even overlapped the young figure with the person she remembered who was not old...

"……Bang!"

He smashed a ghoul who was almost pounced on him with his sword. He turned around with his breathless light. He shone in his palm and grabbed the bright red tongue that ejected from the other ghoul like lightning.

"Exorcist magic!"

The scorching holy light almost burst out from the mouth of the ghoul, in just a moment. The ghoul, whose health was already very small, was burned to ashes by the strong power of the holy light. In the end, the only thing that could be left was the tongue that turned into charcoal.

"cut……"

Gao He spat a mouthful of bloody saliva, and suddenly another extremely rapid turn and swung across it. With several shrill screams, several resentful spirits who quietly came to see the opportunity poured into the command seal, and in front of the epic-quality sword with the power of fate, they were cut into two pieces in half, turning into nothingness and dissipating into the dim air.

“Hu…hu…”

The "Wrath of Revenge" light wings behind it have dissipated. The power burst out from this powerful cute skill and the cooperation of Long Aojiao. Gao He killed 6 elite ghouls with little health in just 20 seconds, just like lightning. During this period, the number of vengeful spirits destroyed by relying on the mastery of the aura and the burning of the holy aura is even more impossible to calculate.

Despite this, when another group of ghouls and vengeful spirits broke through the protection of the power of the Holy Light, Gao He still had to hand over the holy healing technique directly, cooperating with Long Aojiao's sacred prism with a cooling time of 20 seconds and the two Paladin's common skill "Sacred Anger". Only then could he barely maintain the situation.

"If there is a next batch..."

Taking advantage of the break of the battle, Gao He snatched the hilt of the sword in his hand, his eyes brightened.

Although the battle just now consumed a lot of magic value and his health value was now barely maintained to one-third of the level, this does not mean that he has lost most of his combat power.

On the contrary, for a paladin, such a battle may have just been warming up. Unless the Undead or Eternal Dragon next sends a hero that even he cannot match, like the Withered Nasanos, would have no problem protecting Tyran Fording until Old Fording comes.

Solved.

Silently, the Necromancer oil depot appeared beside Gao He, and the life passage was opened, quickly replenishing most of the health lost by Gao He.

Then, the girl gently waved the exquisite weapon "Inventor's Focus Sword" obtained in Maraton. The wave of death quietly passed by the undead in front of her and easily harvested more than half of the remaining health points of the resentful spirits. The light green life energy completely replenished the vitality she consumed in the blink of an eye.

"It's done so soon?"

Gao He subconsciously looked back - he had no choice but to take care of the two girls, the vampire and the necromancer, before because he was all focused on the battle in front of him. Unexpectedly, the four elite-level Eternal Dragons were solved by the two of them in such a short time.

That vampire is also very strong.

The look in the oil depot was calm, and he gently stated such facts in words.

Sure enough... Even You have a trump card like Death's Finger. Then, if the vampire girl who is still extremely relaxed among so many undead spirits would not have any killer weapon at all, I'm afraid no one would believe it.

But... it's a pity that I didn't see the battle between two people with my own eyes.

Gao He, who thought this in his heart, then became more at ease into the battle to clear out the remaining undeads. He had clearly felt that the barrier of the holy light power emitted by Tyran Fording around him had gradually become stronger, and the invading undeads had almost never appeared again.

According to this situation, it seems that it is almost certain to persevere until Lao Fording appears, but... for some reason, Gao He always feels... this task does not seem to be so easy to end.

"call……"

Just as he cut the head of the last ghoul with the sword in his hand, the air around him suddenly trembled violently.

"What's going on?!"

Several girls and Gao He raised their heads together and looked at the sky - the sky that should have been occupied by the vengeful spirits was torn apart at some point and a huge crack appeared.

That's right, just like the gloomy sky in the plague land was torn open, endless black occupied the sky, and violent thunder that made people feel restless from time to time came from it.

"Click!"

A lightning flashed through the crack, followed by two and three... More and more lightning flashes intertwined around the suddenly torn crack, and finally condensed, gathered, and combined hazyly to form the phantom of some kind of creature...

"That seems to be..."

The first time Miss Long raised her chin in the name of pride - perhaps because of her name, she was the first to recognize the existence represented by the dark outline that was gradually emerging from the lightning.

"Will it really be..."

It was only a little later than Long Aojiao. Although he had expected that he might face such an enemy, when the huge, dead black and empty white intertwined body slowly emerged from the lightning-stricken cracks, Gao He was still shocked to almost speak.

In the Necromancer Oil Depot, the vampire girl had already come to Gao He's side, standing quietly from left to right. Gao He clearly felt that the relaxation and freehand paintings of the two girls in the fierce battle just now were slightly different from that, at this moment, the two girls also showed a look called "sovereign".

That's because, even they probably didn't expect that their group would face such a powerful and terrifying creature next time.

A real dragon.

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Chapter completed!