Chapter 623 624. Alvin the Great Swordsman
Alvin the Great Swordsman touched the wound on his face.
Although the wound had scabbed over, the dark energy was still corroding the flesh and blood around the wound, and the constant pain made him a little irritable.
He looked at the crystal sword in his hand, and for the first time he felt unconfident about these two swords.
The blood-red sky is gradually turning dark, and when it gets completely dark, it will be the most difficult time for them.
Countless dark creatures poured out, including many minions of the lich. They searched for their aura everywhere, and the lich behind them quickly caught up.
A bonfire was lit in the camp. Although this bonfire might attract the surrounding dark creatures, there was nothing that could be done.
The bonfire can dispel the surrounding darkness, allowing the elven warriors to take a short rest.
This time, in order to find the remains of the frost dragon, Great Swordsman Alvin summoned some second-level warriors who were willing to enter the dark land.
After they made some repairs at the Isnes Expeditionary Force camp, they invited a priest to join the expeditionary force camp. Then the adventure group followed the clues mastered by Alvin the Great Swordsman to the edge of Haiti and broke in boldly. into the territory of a lich.
For this reason, Great Swordsman Alvin has paid the lives of seven elf warriors.
Although Great Swordsman Alvin made a quick decision and quickly walked back along the path he came from, the lich followed behind like a tarsal maggot...
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Byron Thor, who was sitting on the pile of sand, stared into the distance. Under the blood-red sky was a sea of black sand, with several dark creatures floating blankly in the air.
He took charge of the watch, took out the kettle, pulled out the cork and drank the last mouthful of holy water.
This was left behind when Roy left.
Originally he wanted to search for the bodies of his companions along the expedition road, but in fact he also wanted to open up that dusty memory. He was afraid of thinking of that unbearable past, because it would make him have nightmares all night long, but I'm even more afraid of forgetting them all.
Unexpectedly, when he stopped at the Isnes Expeditionary Force camp, he would be taken to Haiti by the great swordsman Alvin.
He had never seen a giant dragon in his life. He heard that Great Swordsman Alvin had discovered the remains of a giant frost dragon, so he wanted to take a look with strong curiosity.
But he overlooked one thing. Any area where dragons are active is often accompanied by great dangers.
The dry lips regained a little color under the warmth of the holy water.
When it gets dark, they have to continue setting off, otherwise once the lich catches up, another elf warrior may die...
A faint layer of black mist began to fill the black sand, which meant that the lich was not far away from them.
Dark creatures like bean sprouts grew out of the sand. They were about one meter tall. On the main stem with thick arms and thorns, a magic eye that was larger than a coconut grew. This eyeball had a lavender color. The pupil, with countless golden lights spreading outward around the pupil, and the crystalline lens can be clearly seen under the cornea in front of the pupil. It is constantly looking around, looking for suspicious traces in the darkness.
Byron Thor only needed one arrow to shoot out the evil eye, but he had to resist the urge to pull out the arrow, because as long as he shot out the evil eye, the minions of the lich around him would be there for the first time. Came over in no time.
They have paid a heavy price for this...
Byron Thor stood up from the sand and ran to the bonfire with his waist down.
The great swordsman Alvin here has extinguished the bonfire with black sand, and all the elf warriors are ready to set off.
But at this moment, the originally light dark purple smoke actually became thicker, and a shadow monster holding a scythe rushed out of the mist.
Behind it, there are still some shadow demons rushing out of the black mist...
Alvin the Great Swordsman immediately grasped the crystal sword, and a unicorn's shadow appeared behind him. Then the unicorn's shadow rushed into Alvin's Great Swordsman's body, and then looked at the forehead of Alvin's Great Swordsman. A long virtual horn appeared, and his eyes instantly turned red. He jumped up high and stabbed the shadow monster in front with the crystal sword in his hand.
A half-foot-long light blade flew out from the blade, engulfed the shadow monster's body, and split the shadow monster in half.
A group of elven warriors took up their weapons and fought fiercely with these shadow monsters.
Byron Thor cursed in a low voice, 'What a damn unlucky man! ’
He took off the long bow on his back and drew the bow string. The shadow of a great elf archer who did the same thing as him appeared behind him.
Byron Thor shot an arrow, and the great elf archer added the breath of the wind element to the arrow...
There were a lot of shadow monsters rushing over from the opposite side, so Byron Thor launched a burst of rapid fire at those shadow monsters, and some of the shadow monsters were hit by arrows in their foreheads.
They need to kill these shadow monsters as quickly as possible to prevent other minions of the Lich from taking the opportunity to come over.
This battle counts every second, and all the elf warriors are going all out...
The shadow monsters in the purple mist seemed to be rushing out continuously. Alvin the Great Swordsman was surrounded by a layer of strong fighting spirit. While swinging his sword, some light blades continued to fly out, crushing the shadow monsters.
A quarter of an hour later, the purple mist dissipated, and all the shadow monsters hidden in the purple mist were killed by Alvin the Great Swordsman and his men.
Great Swordsman Alvin had a new wound on his shoulder, and he was panting heavily due to the rapid consumption of physical strength.
Byron Thor collected the lost arrows on the battlefield. He still had the last three magic-breaking arrows left in his quiver, and the rest were ordinary feather arrows.
In the dark land, it is difficult to replenish arrows, and Byron Thor will cherish every arrow.
It's just that these recent battles have been fought in a hurry and in a hurry, resulting in most of the arrows being left on the battlefield.
There are not many arrows available for Byron Thor to use now.
Continuous fighting has severely exhausted the physical strength of this group of elf warriors. Many elf warriors are extremely exhausted, but under such circumstances, they have to grit their teeth and insist on retreating...
"Byron is gone!"
Great Swordsman Alvin stood in the distance and shouted to Byron Thor who was at the back.
Byron Thor quickly inserted the arrow in his hand into the quiver, and then trotted towards the team.
When everyone came here, they always walked down the slope. To return, they had to climb up a long gentle slope, which made the elf warriors very difficult to walk.
The sky in the dark land has turned completely dark, which means that it has entered the active period of dark creatures.
The number of dark creatures floating in the sky began to increase. All the elf warriors were wearing magic cloaks. They had to avoid the magic eyes growing on the ground and escape from Haiti as quickly as possible.
The aura of the lich behind him became more and more obvious. Great Swordsman Alvin kept urging the elf warriors to move faster. He looked behind him with some worry...
Many elves had already died, and he really didn't want any more elven warriors to fall on the way to escape.
In the darkness, a group of elven warriors rushed forward in a hurry.
The shadow of the lich lingered in the hearts of every elf warrior. Everyone gritted their teeth and insisted on rushing outside with the team. Some elf warriors could not hold on and staggered and fell on the sand.
The Elf Sword Dancers took the initiative to carry the Elf warriors who could not walk, and everyone continued to run forward.
In the darkness, Great Swordsman Alvin's footsteps are gradually slowing down...
Byron Thor was the first to notice that something was wrong with Great Swordsman Alvin. He suddenly stopped, turned to Great Swordsman Alvin who was behind the team and asked: "Alvin, what do you want to do?"
Great Swordsman Alvin avoided other elf warriors, approached Byron Thor, and said in a low voice: "It is about to catch up. We can't outrun it now, so someone must stand up and stop it. I have to do this. You and everyone run away. I bet this lich will not leave its territory. As long as it leaves Haiti, everyone will be safe."
Even if Great Swordsman Alvin didn't say anything, Byron Thor knew that he was planning to do this...
The two have been friends for many years, and he still knows the Great Swordsman Alvin very well.
"Otherwise we both try again..."
Byron Thor's eyes showed fierce murderous intent, but he was interrupted by the great swordsman Alvin:
"Stop being delusional. We can't defeat that lich in our current state."
The aura of the lich behind him became clearer and clearer.
Byron Thor's heart once again surged with a sense of powerlessness and despair...
In a trance, he seemed to have picked up a certain memory that he had deliberately forgotten: it was also a dark place, and it was also the time when the dark demons rushed into the expeditionary army camp. They also fled back along the expeditionary army road, and those companions They said the same thing to him.
‘It’s coming. We can’t outrun it now. ’
‘Byron, you are the fastest runner, you will be safe as long as you run to Brinia’
‘You must live back, and our family will be entrusted to you. ’
In the past few years since Byron Thor returned to the Elf Continent, he has always felt that he has become a deserter on the battlefield.
The elf warrior running at the front suddenly stopped.
In the endless night, right in front of them, a traveler wearing a magic cloak suddenly appeared. She walked on the sand with her head lowered.
It was obvious that they were still far apart, and it was obvious that she walked very slowly and took very small steps, but in just a few steps, she came to the front of everyone...
The great swordsman Alvin passed everyone and ran to the front. He saw the unique attire of the elf magician, and the elf magician exuded a strong aura of space elements.
Just as the great swordsman Alvin was about to step forward to talk, he saw the elf magician lift the hood covering his head, revealing a beautiful face.
The unique beauty of the Silver Moon Elf is fully displayed on her body...
"Alvin, why are you here?"
The voice was extremely soft, and the familiar face made the great swordsman Alvin freeze in place...
"Master Jonas Magister, why are you here? It's great to see you. We are being chased by a lich..."
Great Swordsman Alvin quickly talked about the trouble he encountered.
Magister Jonas frowned as he listened, glanced forward, and asked:
"Have you seen that lich?"
"Um!"
Great Swordsman Alvin answered honestly.
The elf warriors heard the great swordsman Alvin call the beautiful Silver Moon Elf lady in front of them as the Master Magister. They knew that the other party was a powerful third-level grandmaster, so they gathered around her.
Magister Jonas actually wanted to go forward and take a closer look at the lich hiding in the black mist, but seeing so many elven warriors covered in injuries and looking tired, he could only give up and continue to explore. Lich thoughts.
Without saying anything else, she took out a magic scroll from her magic pocket. After tearing open the magic scroll, Jonas opened a portal with a short spell.
This kind of portal looks no different from the wooden door of a cabin. The wooden door even has exquisite carvings on it.
Magister Jonas held the handle of the wooden door and pushed it gently, and the wooden door was pushed open by her.
There was also darkness on the other side of the wooden door. Magister Jonas stepped into the wooden door and said:
"Follow me..."
When Magister Jonas disappeared through the wooden door, Great Swordsman Alvin followed him first and walked in.
A group of elven warriors walked into the wooden door one after another...
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In fact, Roy was a little confused as to why the great magician Opea, who was a second-level powerhouse, was targeting him.
Aren't the great magicians usually very busy? Roy thought silently in his heart.
Not only do they have to study magic, they also need to practice advanced magic, and they also have to meditate every day. There are so many things they need to do every day, so much so that they always lock themselves in a magic tower and practice carefully...
Obviously the great magician of Opea knows how to live better, and maybe she wants to make this trip more interesting.
But Roy didn't appreciate this Silver Moon Elf-style romance, so he would rather shut himself in the utility room under the stairs than sit on the sofa in the rest area on the second floor.
After entering Haiti, the magisters suddenly became busy, but the great magicians could only stay in the magic wooden house.
Everyone sits around in the rest area on the second floor chatting, usually Grimes introduces the characteristics of various dark creatures...
‘Tuk Tuk Tuk’
There was a knock on the door. Roy looked outside along the crack in the door and found Leah standing at the stairs, and then pushed the door open.
"Leah, what do you want from me?"
Roy thought it was Alice who felt uncomfortable again, so he asked while putting on his shoes.
"They said you didn't have breakfast, so here's it for you."
Leah handed Roy a plate of breadfruit with a thick layer of jam on it, which looked very appetizing.
Roy took it in his hand and said "thank you".
The utility room under the stairs was very small, and there was no way to invite Leah to come in and sit there, so Leah could only stand at the door.
After more than three weeks of nursing care, Leah's face looked noticeably rounder.
Roy casually chatted about the first time he saw Leah at the Esnes Expeditionary Force camp, and also said that he took a wooden sculpture from Leah's stall. Leah just covered her mouth and smiled. She wanted to work hard. The topic caters to Roy, but he doesn't know what to talk about...
(End of chapter)