Throne of Magical Arcana

When approaching the Death Valley, Lucian and Natasha were a little unbelievable in their eyes. The valley in the dark was devoid of the dark and gloomy descriptions and rumors, the gray mist was entangled, and the sorrowful ghosts cried. The shout, revealing an indescribable calmness, makes one can not bear to disturb this deepest and deepest sleep, and, looking far away, you can even see the soft and holy light from the valley.

"Is this the Death Valley?" Natasha looked back at the cold and horrible forest, and confirmed that they had not gone to the wrong place.

And in that forest, horrifying screams were heard from time to time, and the necromancers of the demigod Lich were still searching for the whereabouts of Lucian and Natasha.

Lucian shook his head: "Here is Death Valley. El seems really weird. I first sneaked into the investigation with my peeping eyes and couldn't rush in."

Having said that, Lucian first took off the "Ring of Congus" and applied a lot of defense and alert spells to Natasha and herself before taking out the crystal ball, rubbing it a few times, and letting it spit out a thumb The size of the black meatballs was heavily wrinkled.

The meatball opened sharply, revealing the corners of pale but black lines, then split into nine, merged into the darkness, and headed towards the valley of death.

Lucien took Natasha to follow, avoiding the cliff depressions not far from the Death Valley. This world's mental power is severely suppressed, and even the distance to detect magic such as "peeping eyes" is shortened. A lot.

The abnormal darkness in the crystal ball disappeared, and the sight of the demon's eyes appeared, and they were diving into the valley of death from different angles.

"That's it?" Natasha pointed to the sight of a part of the crystal ball, where a ghoul-like creature more than two meters tall also entered the Death Valley carefully, without paying attention to the peeping monster above it. Eye, "Congers' Necromancer?"

"Should be. In terms of time, they should have searched the woods, and Congus is still in the material world, unable to command them remotely, uh, a prisoner." Lucian frowned slightly. .

Natasha did not know Lucien so well about various monsters, and asked curiously, "Prisoner? Sounds amazing."

"Well, a weird and powerful undead, don't be deceived by its ghoul-like appearance. Look what's under the rotting meat on its belly." Lucian would be happy to explain, reminding her not to Negligence to this undead.

In order to see clearly, Natasha leaned on Lucian without any clutter, and her breath was audible, making Lucian blush slightly and uncomfortably.

"It has three tiny but clear faces on its belly ribs. The expression is full of pain." As she peered at the demon's eyes, Natasha finally saw the front of the prisoner.

Lucian pointed earnestly at the abdomen of the prisoner: "This is the soul of the creature killed by it. It can imprison three, indicating that it is a mutant prisoner of evil, equivalent to a higher order. These souls bring it to it. Enough energy to use spell-like abilities, equivalent to the same level of warlocks, good at necromancy and illusions. When a spell attacks it, the effect and some types of damage will be transferred to these three souls, in these three souls Until the soul is destroyed, the prisoner is not affected. It is in a state of disabling the method. "

"Of course, at this time, direct use of physical attack type magic can achieve very good results. For the knight, the main thing is not to confuse it with ghouls. It hurts the soul by its spell-like spells."

A dimple appeared on Natasha's cheek: "It's really weird, let the peeping eye follow it. See what changes it will cause in the Death Valley."

Even if Natasha didn't say it, Lucian would do the same, allowing one of the peeping eyes to quietly follow the prisoner.

In the Death Valley, countless vines are dense, blocking the starlight and dimly dead.

As the prisoner's soul and the peeping eye gradually deepened, the darkness became deeper and denser, and less and less things could be seen on the crystal ball. Finally, all nine scenes became dark, as if trapped in extraordinary force In the abnormal darkness.

Lucien drove the peeping eyes, but the order seemed to sink into the sea, and did not respond. The nine peeping eyes seemed to be completely absorbed into the darkness.

Suddenly, a little soft light on the crystal ball lit up, and the figure of the prisoner of spirits emerged. It was fighting an angel with a pair of holy wings behind it. The front was the same bright realm as the morning.

At this time, Lucien found that six of the peeping demon eyes had disappeared. Six other than the one following the prisoner, only two passed through the dark area ahead.

"Angel? Where is this?" Natasha said in amazement as her mind continued.

Lucien quickly controlled the other two directions of change, bypassing the battle and heading deeper.

The prisoner of spirits was so powerful that he soon killed the "angel". He wanted to go deeper, but was surrounded by more and more angels. There were even many four-winged angels of power and power, but This allowed Lucian's peeping eye to sneak in.

The sight of peeking into the demon's eyes slowly became clear, and Natasha's pale red lips opened uncontrollably and shook slightly.

This is a sandy beach softly patted by the waves. There are white souls on the beach. They are using the harp's musical instruments to articulate an ethereal chant, and send out prayer prayers:

"Praise the Supreme Lord, praise the omnipotent and saviour God ..."

The entire beach is wrapped in a holy light, as if it is in the light group, and in the distance of the beach, it is a city with twelve doors, the same length, width and height, decorated with a variety of gems such as agate and jasper. On top of this city, there seem to be six layers of similar divine realms, of which four layers can faintly see similar happy scenes, and the top two layers cannot be clearly seen by the ability to peek into the magic eye, but Lucian and Natasha could guess.

"Blasphemy, this is the biggest blasphemy! Who is imitation of Paradise Mountain!" Natasha is not concerned about the content and theological knowledge of the canon, so she can be subtly immersed by Lucien and "friendly" with him, but this naked However, her imitative behavior stimulated her pious faith, and felt that the creator was full of endless malice.

"You are one and ten thousand, it's an instant. It's eternal ..."

The sound of chants and prayers came through the crystal ball, Lucian frowned slightly, and even the prayers and various rituals of the "Sacred Code" of the theology of truth were completely copied? What does Francis want to do? Does he really want El to be a "high imitation **** of truth"?

I have to say, really creative ... Lucian sighed and turned to see Natasha shaking her hands slightly, but Lucien was still in danger. The most important thing at present is to deal with the demigod Lich , Did not allow himself to act according to preferences, forcibly suppressed his emotions.

Lucian was touched. Could not help but reach out her left hand, holding Natasha's left hand without a sword, and gently exert her strength to give her warmth and comfort.

Natasha pumped subconsciously in her left hand, but soon understood what Lucian meant. She nodded softly, signalling that she was okay, and when the tremors in her hands slowly disappeared, she pulled slightly and pulled out her left hand.

Beyond dancing and fleeing, for the first time with both hands clasped, Natasha and Lucien were silent for a moment.

At this time. A man in a white robe with six pairs of illusory wings behind him appeared above the angel group, chopped down with a sword, and transformed into a black Hydra, suppressing the prisoner. It looks like it won't be long before this high-level undead can be killed.

"Francis, is he?" Natasha knew that Francis was following El, but did not expect him to become a fake seraph.

Lucian hurriedly cleared up his relationship: "I used to obtain information. The transformation was mixed with El's church and met Francis. He is proficient in theology and has been inducing El in the direction of the **** of truth, this forged mountain He should have been instigated. "

As for her thoughts that follow Huyou and want to study "the growth and change of the **** of truth" up close, she must not let Natasha know!

"It's him! Isn't he a night watchman? How did he make such blasphemy!" Natasha tried to restrain her shock.

Lucian was equally surprised: "He is the night watchman?"

She was so nervous and depressed before being chased that Lucien forgot to ask Natasha why he wanted to cooperate with Francis, but he turned out to be the night watchman of the Southern Church? He is more like a blasphemer than his "fallen angel", the nineteenth in his purification sequence!

Natasha nodded earnestly and solemnly: "I didn't know he was a night watchman at first, neither did Daniel Fire or Cardinal Masada, but Francis seemed to talk to them alone. Take out some tokens, get their beliefs, and then tell me that Francis is the twelfth "thinker" of the night watchman. This mysterious night watchman with only the code name is said to be sent to the punishment agency of the northern church. The spy went, so he went on the purification sequence, which is also a mystery whose information is not released to the public. "

"Did he defect to the Northern Church? No, the Northern Church would not tolerate such blasphemy, would he have another status?" Lucian seemed to smell the dual spy.

Natasha shook her head: "Anyway, whatever his purpose, such blasphemy must be tried. When we really get out of danger, or if you decide to take action on El, I will kill him personally."

So serious, Lucian quietly wiped his cold sweat, and then suddenly found that Natasha looked at herself with a smile: "You have been mixed in El Church, should you also have your credit in this blasphemy?"

Lucian was about to say no, and Natasha was serious, "Don't lie to me."

After thinking about it, Lucien made a statement about his role, his "effort", and his mood to study the mysteries of the gods: "For me, there is no malicious intention, it is all about studying the world True. "

"I know ~ www.readwn.com ~ You have been trying to influence me." Natasha sighed suddenly, "probably because my attitude towards the Lord itself was influenced by my mother and mother-in-law Hathaway. And The Canon do not value it. The Lord is closer to the cornerstone of the chivalry in my heart, so I can accept it. Perhaps, in the future, I will thoroughly face the results of your research and the undeniable facts. Let the Lord be a spiritual symbol, but at least not now. I have my own bottom line. I hope you can respect me. Hey, it doesn't matter what you do in private, don't be seen by me. "

Lucien promised very seriously: "OK."

After the communication, the two seemed to let go of some burdens, and continued to look at the "Paradise Mountain" in the Death Valley.

Suddenly, Lucien's left hand, black and white, spread out, allowing him to freeze again.

Under the influence of the previous release of control, the frequency of out of control seems to become higher again.

Natasha solemnly waved "Pale Justice" to Lucien, and after three consecutive swords, she let the tedious color be broken and recovered. Without Lucien's control, all the peeping eyes were devoured by the light. .

"Let's evacuate first," Lucian suggested. "Earl's weirdness hasn't been figured out yet, and Divine Realm is his home field. Don't rush it, at least get him out."

Because the magic on the ring of Congus is used to affect the outside world, Lucian is worried that this will lose the cover of Silvermoon Etna, causing the demigod Lich's alert in advance, guessing that he can use the ring, so he intends "Capture" El by other magic.

As soon as the words fell, a figure flew out of Death Valley, and it was El, who targeted Lucian and Natasha!