Today's recommendation is to touch the rrow, the singer is my male god, this song is a divine song, and I won't explain it.

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The scene in the city hall was beyond Yang Hai's expectations.

He thought he would see a scene as magnificent as a library. After all, the ancient kingdom of Lahta suddenly declined and disappeared in its most powerful era, and perhaps the scene of the prosperous times still remained.

But to everyone's surprise, the city hall still looks so magnificent outside, but after entering, I found that it had turned into ruins, with only empty shells outside.

This large building, which looks like it has three floors, has all been decayed, and all three floors have collapsed, and wind-eroded gravel is scattered.

Nothing happened.

Because the structure inside had completely disappeared, they stood at the door and saw the door leading to the inner wall of Lahta. Another door was opposite them, and light shone out from outside the door.

"What's going on?" Blake asked in a silence.

"I don't know this anymore," Yang Hai said with a wry smile.

The moment the door was opened, they were even ready to fight hard, but nothing happened in the end. Yang Hai was also not prepared for this situation.

The dark room looked empty.

But in the darkness, a sound suddenly came out.

"Lucas, this is not where you should come."

Everyone was shocked. Could it be that there is another super ss like Master Carlyle hidden here? There are too many surprises in this dungeon, right?

"I'm tired of such days, it's time to finish it," Lucas replied.

A strong and holy light suddenly illuminated the entire ruins of the town hall.

Everyone was shocked to find that the light source turned out to be the soul fire of the undead. It was a soul wearing a priest's robe. It was sealed for a thousand years, but the robe was still white and without trace under the illumination of the soul fire.

Is it a corpse witch? Yang Hai observed it carefully and was shocked - this is a lich, with a level of at least 80.

I'll go!

Another special wave ss!

Yang Hai discovered something abnormal again. They were facing a dead spirit, but the holy aura on the dead spirit seemed to gush out strongly. This is the power of the holy light, a divine aura that directly emerged from the origin of the soul. Generally speaking, the dead spirit and the holy light are mutually restrained and incompatible forces, but it is not without exception. There are no undead spirits with the Holy Light Spirit in history. All of them are famous figures, but among the undead that Yang Hai knew, they are obviously not the guys in front of him.

This ancient kingdom of Lahta is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon...

There is no need to think about fighting such wave ss. Wave ss can burn them all with a sacred fire. NPC, which has the power of holy light, is one of the most unprovoked existences in this game, because these wave ss have strong self-healing ability. Players can't get rid of them in seconds, and as they hit, NPC will add themselves to full health, and this will be a hit. Not to mention that this guy in front of him is at least 30 levels higher than them, even at the same level, Yang Hai is not sure that he can beat him.

Yang Hai stopped his teammates who were secretly chanting the curse and preparing to take action. He signaled them to listen to Boss quietly for a conversation.

"End? Do you want to be liberated?" Boss' voice was low and gentle: "With your power, you can be free from the constraints of the astral realm. If you have the intention to leave, I can understand. You can leave by yourself, why should you disturb me?"

"Father Valentine, you have been here day and night for thousands of years. Stop the evil spirits from escaping from here and continue to cause trouble; but you are not a Rakhtar at all." Lukado said in a deep voice: "You don't have to bear all this."

"You don't have to feel guilty and advise me to leave." The former priest now only has white bones left, and there is no expression on his mottled face. "Leave by yourself. If you can't break free from the rift of the astral world, I can help you, and Mr. Carly may be happy to help."

"I said I wanted to leave and get relief, not to escape my responsibility!" Lucado's tone increased, a little angry.

"So what do you do?" Father Valentine asked faintly.

"I brought helpers, they are outsiders," Lucado replied, "Maybe they can-"

Lucado's words were interrupted by Father Valentine's chuckling.

"They don't know what they are going to face at all." Valentine said lightly: "This is a matter of the Kingdom of Lahta, so why bother with outsiders? Have you forgotten the fate of those outsiders?"

"This time is different!" Lucado was a little anxious: "Father Valentine, things have changed! I brought bad news."

"Things never changed," said the Undead Pastor softly: "There is no good or bad news, the news is just news."

"The world of order is corruption!" Lukado said anxiously: "The Lakhta Ancient Kingdom is about to be freed from the seal and see the light of day again!"

"Ah..." Valentine's tone finally showed a slight fluctuation, and he murmured: "This is indeed a bad news..."

Yang Hai was amused by the cold humor of the undead priest.

Yang Hai's laughter seemed to attract Valentine's attention, and the Undead Pastor asked Lucado: "So what's the difference between the outsiders you brought to you this time?"

"The outsider is the outsider. The outsider is the same and the outsider are no different." Yang Hai choked Valentine and said, "But you have no choice now. You seem to have been in a stalemate with the evil spirit for thousands of years? But the outcome is still undecided. He cannot break through your blockade, and you cannot completely destroy it. The ancient kingdom of Lahta is about to reappear, and this is your last chance to destroy it. Once the order world is completely corrupt, you can only watch it break free from its constraints and continue to harm the world."

"Well, you're very reasonable." Pastor Valentine nodded.

Yang Hai suddenly felt that this guy was a little stupid...

"But I still don't want you to die." Valentine said something that made Yang Hai extremely helpless.

There is no hope for forcing. Yang Hai warned his teammates not to take action in the team channel.

"Actually, I have no right to stop you." Valentine suddenly sighed and said, "If you must continue to move forward... well. I just hope you can understand the terrible things that happened in this city back then. If these things still do not scare you away, then I will not stop you."

"How to understand?" Yang Hai frowned.

"I will bring you into my memories." Valentine's voice was uneven: "You will see everything that happened here in the environment I recall. Be careful not to let yourself be hurt. The damage taken in the illusion will also be reflected into the real world."

Yang Hai understood. The second wave SS battle turned out to be a scene battle.

Everyone looked at each other. The scene battle was more difficult than the conventional wave ss battle, but they had no choice now.

After several people nodded in agreement, Father Valentine waved his long sleeves of his robe, and everyone was immediately shrouded in a holy light. The light was so dazzling that Visconti, as a dark elf, had begun to be hurt.

They found themselves in a noisy tavern, with the race and profession of the five people changing, becoming five human warriors gathering around a table drinking spirits. Their location was close to the stove, and the heat of the raging fire continued to come from the side, accompanied by the crackling sound of fire burning.

Eggpain looked around alertly, and saw no one noticed this, he complained to his teammates: "I have been in a similar scene before. I appeared as a ghost, and the NPC here can't see me at all. Could that guy named Valentine not do this?"

"I guess it's not. He should be making things difficult for us. I hope we will give up." Yang Hai had professional instinct, and of course he could hear Father Valentine's words just now were inappropriate.

They didn't know what would happen next, so they had to drink. Since it was a illusion of memories, what should happen would naturally happen.

At a table not far away, a group of soldiers were also drinking wine, unlike their quietness. The soldiers at that table were arguing loudly about something.

"I don't know what happened to His Majesty the King." A veteran with a red nose, looking a little older, complained: "He is a wise king, but his temperament has become more and more irritable over the years. The Principal of Bauhinia did not have the obligation to pay tribute or pay taxes, but His Majesty was furious and wanted to attack it. How can such an unrighteous army win?"

"It is said that not paying taxes or tributes is not the main reason why His Majesty sent troops." Another younger soldier lowered his voice: "Your Majesty was just because the Duke of Bauhinia was not very respectful to him and was angry, so he found a reason to provoke the war."

"Anyway, we will definitely win, so what's the big deal?" A soldier shouted loudly: "The Principality of Bauhinia is just a weak little country. If you dare to disrespect Your Majesty, this is the way to die!"

"Nonsense!" The soldiers began to argue: "Would anyone be irreverent to kill someone immediately? How can this reason be made in this world?"

"Your Majesty wasn't like this before!"

"This is called enterprising and a good thing. The Principality of Bauhinia is about to be included in our territory."

"This is winter! At this time, when we fight, we have to eat as much reserved food and freeze how many people we have to die!"

The door of the bar was suddenly kicked open.

"I am the messenger Thorton!" A tall and mighty soldier walked in and shouted, and the whole bar suddenly became silent.

"According to the order of Marshal Lucas!" Thorton looked at the soldiers in the bar coldly: "Your holiday has been cancelled, the front line is tight, and the Kingdom needs to urgently recruit you to the front line to support your comrades, the Kingdom soldiers! The time to fight for the king is here!"

For a moment, there was silence.

The messenger was very dissatisfied and shouted: "Soldiers, the time for fighting for the Kingdom of Lahta is here!"

"For the King."

Sparse sounds sounded from the bar.

The messenger raised his eyebrows, but said nothing, and turned around and left.
Chapter completed!