The window edge casts slender shadows, spanning the metal fragments all over the ground. Walking on it feels like sliding across the roof, as if it may fall at any time. Dalton used a spell sword to maintain his balance, and in the blink of an eye, crossing the hall, just in time to meet the tricky thorn of the Nightingale.

"You are blocking my way, Drow." The Nightingale leader spoke.

"That's the case," Dalton replied, "but this is still far from my goal."

『Soul Screw

The trap had been laid and he immediately launched an attack. But Tdonaradu suddenly jumped back and avoided the tip of the curse sword. Before Dalton could catch up, the Nightingale leader quickly opened the distance and finally stood on a blank area around him without any obstruction.

A faint layer of flame washed away the steel, and Dalton realized that the curse he had previously attached was completely lost. Gaia's magic. It seemed that although the other party did not abide by the doctrine, his loyalty to faith was unquestionable. This guy was far more keener than his colleagues I had ever seen, and Zoer thought, and he had a surprisingly rich experience. York and Uriel were helpers before, but he had not realized the problem. The situation now turned into a one-on-one fight, and Dalton realized that when he dealt with enemies of this level, it was not realistic to fight quickly.

"I know who you are, Dower," said Tedonaradu. "Dalton Shadow Tooth Nassanel, rumored that you played an important role in the White Night War."

Dalton did not answer. The old nightingale wanted to drag the rhythm into a slow conversation, which would be good for the church. The paperclip mercenary group could surround the empty Antoros inside, but over time, the church reinforcements rushed back to their nests from the hunting ground. At that time, regardless of the strength and situation of the two sides, the war mercenaries would immediately evacuate and escape with the help of the dew river and the wind. Uriel did not ask them too much in the contract.

I bet Dalton thought, the exposing school of spies would make our Proverbs feel that our Proverbs Knights felt that they were indebted to each other. Especially the "Wind Whisperer". Both Ulier and York had a good relationship with the Fog Elf, but Dalton would never. The underground race had invaded Favtanner before the Battle of the Saints. Unless the Evil Dragon retorted again, Dallow and their distant relatives would never be friendly. Ulier thought he was sensible when talking about business, but he had no idea about the adventurer's bottom line.

And now, even if Balthazar breaks the contract, probably Uriel won't blame them.

The female judge Selyn Kalemu set his body as coordinates and forced the ladder to open the staircase. The presiding judge Kilbivik, whom she summoned, was a difficult enemy. York boasted that he could deal with him, but Dalton didn't think so. Sita became a high ring shortly, which means that he was not skilled in controlling the new magic. I'm afraid that Selyn's death made him angry, so he rushed forward irrationally.

Kilbivik was not affected at all. He calmly crossed the corpse of the mercenary and used his magic to resist the high-temperature flames. A spark was destroyed in the air. This man was the presiding judge of the demon, and his qualifications were much deeper than the leader of the Nightingale, so his mystery was naturally not behind.

Dalton knew about the demon hunter and knew very well what special things about this type of person. Normal people would act as hunters when order was threatened, but only the craziest and most paranoid demon hunters would be granted tenure positions. They had a reason to do so. Most life hunters were harmed by demons, and their relatives, friends, careers or their health were destroyed. From then on, they had an indelible hatred for association, and they aimed to eliminate the demons of Knox as their lifelong goal. What a pathetic life. Although he was not much better before. The demon hunter who had made mistakes in censorship turned into an unknown person, but the rumors that he chose to commit suicide were unimaginable.

But Kilbyvik still did not gain the upper hand, and the flame of hatred also helped York. No matter what, Selyn Kalemu was the wife of the "Wind Speaker", and her death was really tragic, even Zoer was moved by it. No one could say whether this woman sacrificed everything for her faith. The only thing that could be sure was that the person who instructed her to set up such a cruel ladder magic was her commander.

Although it was originally intended to repay Urial's favor, Dalton now vaguely realized that it was actually a pleasure to be an enemy of the crazy believers of the Gaia Church. While thinking, he swung his sword to stab the flying witchcraft light. Its threat was peeled off layer by layer under the curse, leaving only harmless light spots in front of him. Of course, the enemy did not intend to use this blow to create many advantages.

"Have Dower even his ears degenerated now?" said the Nightingale leader. "The underground is now a battlefield for deaf and blind people? I really sympathize with you."

The Nightingale was still trying to make him speak, but Dalton would not say a word. Flames and magic cast shadows on the walls, they flew wildly, changing shapes and even colors. Dalton could get information from it that his eyes could not see. York currently has the upper hand, but Kilbyvik has been saving magic, which should not be the fighting style of the judge. What's more, Uriel chased Punabag and left, and the wizard of the school was by no means the opponent of the tower messenger. When he found Pope Ganderias, the god of war Noktula would press the chips on them.

The problem is that we may not be able to do it. Uriel trusts his friends, and there is nothing to say. Dalton also knows York's source of confidence, but he admitted not long ago that he had not completed the finishing work. This made Zoer feel uneasy.

"I can see that Dalton, people like you won't stay in Eastman's Castle for a long time. What do night elf Pinia Io do? Anyway, they won't be a mortal hunting dog. The rumor is that the rootless wind, and some people will believe that Dower can love mortals. I'm afraid the descendants of the White Night Knight are just gimmicks. To be honest, pagans, has the White Night Knight really existed in the Knight Bay?"

Dalton had enough. "My attitude towards rumors is always different from you, the Nightingale."

"You are also a nightingale. And I have my own name."

"No doubt, your name is probably as much hair as the mouse's tail. Who cares about them?"

The magic collision brought out smoke, and the Nightingale leader dodged again and jumped to the side door. If I was right, this guy now uses magic to filter his breathing. God knows how he could still speak in this situation, but after all, the poison has no effect. Dalton had to sink into the shadow, give up the idea of ​​spreading poison in the environment, and wait for an opportunity to activate the curse.

The battle between York and Kilbyvik did not use lips and tongue as weapons, and Zoer couldn't help but feel envious. Sita jumped left and right, two short swords wrapped in light, revealing a crystal-like color. His movements were fast and accurate, and the sharp blade seemed to be two solid flames, burning at high frequency, forging the opponent's long sword, bursting out with harsh scratches and dazzling light from time to time. Naturally, elemental life does not need to obey the inertia and force standards, but what troubles them is the switching between "tangible" and "invisible". The mystery can fully support York's uninterrupted attack, and their shadows provide convenience for Dalton.

However, sparks and lights were not born out of thin air, and Dalton felt the magic. As the side of the attack, York had to keep pace to suppress and guard against the enemy's counterattack. This added to the burden. He knew that they might not last long, so he could only hope that Ulier would find Ganderias and then come to support as soon as possible. It was a hell that Tedonaradu, who did not escape, was not difficult to deal with, and we should have supported him.

The Nightingale leader seemed to see through his thinking. "It must be admitted that the mysterious level of school wizards is far above the church, and truth is replacing Gaia. Maybe your friends are waiting for your assistance."

The church knew nothing about Bai Zhi's apprentice, and Dalton knew nothing about him. I was not worried about him.

York suddenly lowered his head, and the magic trick hit the high platform, applying the effect to a large piece of metal fragments. After Uriel broke the magic trick, they had already become simple garbage. The presiding judge's magic trick caught it, and Dalton watched the metal blocks rotate and float up like feathers blown by the wind, hitting into the protruding inner balcony. The hall vibrated in the loud noise. The counterattack began.

The bricks and stones are soft, like mud. Sita's sword is nailed to the stone pillar and breaks out of the trap with the force. The magic runes are melted by high temperature. Even if the situation changes, Kilbivik begins to fight back, and he can still hold on for a while.

Dalton ignored the interference. The ground was not his place to settle down. But he had no idea, because Tedonaradu didn't make a sword with him. The damn Nightingale leader has now become DeWitt's appearance, seducing him to distract him.

"That bitch is just Ister's pawn, a fool." When the nightingale leader spoke, he was like the Baylor Lord talking. "She deceived you and played with you in her palms to seize the territory that the White Night Knight gave up. Remember what you and I said at the beginning, Nassanel? The ashes of the underground..."

Dalton stabbed the curse sword into the darkness before his eyes.

"The Key to Evil Thoughts"

Tedonaradu's weapon suddenly shattered into hundreds of steel pieces, his hands bleed, his eyes were stunned. Dower hoped to make him return to his original appearance, but he still held DeWitt's face. The high-level magic "Personal Face" could completely copy the physical characteristics of the target, which means they could gain some memory. Dolton had an unrealistic idea. Suddenly, he had an unrealistic idea. Is the Silence School involved in the turmoil in the Knights Bay? It was DeWitt's territory and the hometown of the White Night Knight. The wizard stared at them, so he provoked trouble... an unfounded conspiracy theory. But for himself, Dolton hoped that this was the fact.

Tedonaradu was dealing with me in the way of dealing with the night elves, and Dalton found out. So he decided to return to the color.

The Nightingale leader struggled for a moment, then turned to the right. The tiny iron pieces of broken swords flashed with ominous shadows and bounced out of his hands from time to time. But before completely clearing the curse, his body rushed to the battlefield of the Judge and York and launched a raid on the former.

Kilbyvik was about to raise his sword and slash, but he quickly retreated, leaving room to cross the blade. He did not use magic, but his movements were strikingly smooth. It turned out that it was not York too young, Dalton realized that the other party was probably more difficult to deal with than Ted Donaladu.
Chapter completed!