Watching Sophie leave and watching her miraculous body sink into the darkness of the secret passage, Ignaz twitched, half a pity and half relaxedly saying: "What a good girl."

The adjutant said on the side: "Prince, why don't we cut her off? Archbishop Arnold hopes that she can survive anyway, and I think this girl is quite suitable to be a princess. After all, she has a very strange network of relationships in the Temple of the Underworld. As far as I know, many people are interested in her at the top of the Temple of the Underworld."

Ignaz thought about it and shook his head. He had a hint of coldness under his gentle smile: "No need, although she is indeed a good candidate for the princess, she is hostile to me. Perhaps she thinks that the death of Arnold's protagonist was caused by me. So I think such a woman is in trouble, and she doesn't even have the most basic logical judgment. Arnold left behind to cut off the rear, which is the choice of interests and has nothing to do with me. I just gave a trading option. Whether to accept it or not is Arnold's business... But that's fine. It's a good thing for me if she dies. After all, the fewer people are hostile, the better."

The adjutant retreated aside and stopped talking. He fully understood what the second prince said, and he thought so, but he thought that the second prince was interested in the girl, so he said the previous words.

In fact, Sophie also thought so. She knew very well that the crisis of the Temple of the Underworld could not be completely blamed on the Second Prince. This was the Temple of the Underworld's own choice. Compared to spreading the glory of the goddess, the life of the believer is completely worth mentioning. She can also take advantage of this opportunity to be loyal to the goddess, and after entering the underworld, she can continue to serve the goddess.

But even though he understood, Sophie still held a grudge against the Second Prince. If he hadn't run to the Temple of the Underworld, how could such a thing happen? If he hadn't fought for the throne, how could such a thing happen? If he hadn't given up a condition that even his father could not refuse, how could such a thing happen!

It’s all their fault. Whether it’s the Big Prince or the Second Prince, they are all damn bastards!

Resentment and anger grew in Sophie's heart like wild grass. Her face was slightly distorted. She ran in the secret passage full of skulls. Her eyes kept looking ahead. At this moment, she had only one thought in her mind: go back and help her father, even if she dies, she must die with her relatives.

But she didn't notice that there was a trace of black air coming out of every skull on both sides of the secret passage where she ran. The black air twisted one by one, like hair dancing in the air. They followed Sophie and gradually gathered together as she ran. Finally, they silently disappeared into her body.

Gradually, Sophie's black ghost cannon became darker and darker. It became darker and darker, as if it was a darkness, absorbing the light around it.

When she came out of the secret passage and stepped in the temple, her clothes had become very strange. They were all black. It was a kind of black that seemed to be lost in it at first glance, but in this black that was so dark that it made people lose their minds, there was a little white light slowly flowing and faintly flashing slowly.

If the black on the robe represents despair, then the light spots in it carry a will to make people feel at ease. After gaze, people wake up from such dark colors.

But she still didn't notice the changes in her body, because she was already stunned by the scene in front of her... A fire was burning in the temple, and the hot air burned her delicate skin. Soon, a large drop of sweat poured out of her body.

She put a heat-resistant shield on herself and ran directly to the place with the most killing sound.

But before she could run a few steps, she saw someone, someone she hated very much.

Dragon.

He sat on the ground, leaning against the wall, covering his heart, gasping violently. His clothes were still stained with a lot of blood, including his own and enemies.

In front of him, three soldiers were lying, and they were dead.

When Dragorn saw Sophie, his gray face showed a bright color, as if he had reflected back. He straightened his body and shouted out his last breath: "The source of disaster, the source of disaster, the reason why our temple is today is all about the bad luck you bring! It's you!"

The last one, "It's you", with endless shrillness and unwillingness, Dragorn used all his strength to stretch out his intact left hand, shaking, and pinching Sophie's neck weakly. His vitality was rapidly losing. Finally, he kept the movement of stretching out his left hand and pinching people, and died with his eyes open.

Cold words, resentment, hatred and vicious ambition surged out of Dragorn's short sentence.

Sophie looked at Dragon, who had been emitting cold hostile and malicious destiny to her until she died. Her heart was cold, and she was in an ice cellar, not in the fire.

"Why?"

Sophie looked at Dragorn's body with a confused look on her face. She didn't understand why Dragorn was so hostile to her. She had a good relationship with him three years ago, but what happened in the past two years made Dragorn's attitude turn a hundred and eighty degrees.

The roar of battle and loud shouts came from afar. Sophie quickly became clear and rushed over again. Then she saw that the sisters in the two temples were besieged by several soldiers.

The soldiers smiled lewdly, attacking the two sisters without killing them, and greeting them with their long swords and weapons. Not long after, they could not hide their spring scenery.

What women fear the most...the pervert, what is the most cruel thing? It is the pervert.

Seeing this, Sophie's face was as cold as frosty as she chanted the spell directly. The starlight in the black robe lit up at the same time, and then a huge black ball appeared in front of her.

Such a huge and solid dark magic was really surprising, and even Sophie herself was shocked.

But this is not the end. The black ball fell to the ground and in a blink of an eye it turned into a skeleton warrior condensed by dark magic, holding a huge black long-handled battle axe.

At one point, the skeleton turned around and knelt down at Sophie. The air was buzzing and vibrating. Although she didn't say anything, Sophie still understood what it meant.

"What are my lords... what are your instructions?"

Although he didn't know why he cast an ordinary dark element impact and turned into a huge skeleton, Sophie was just surprised for a while and then gave the skeleton an order: "Kill those three men."

"Affect the order."

The skeleton stood up, turned around, and then appeared directly in front of the three soldiers. Then he swept the giant axe, three heads flew into the sky, and then fell to the ground with a loud bang.

At the same time, the three headless corpses poured out from the broken throat, and fell softly to the ground one after another.

Two female believers of the Underworld saw this scene and screamed at the same time.

Sophie also widened her eyes. She really didn't expect that the dark magic skeleton warrior she summoned was so strong. That moment just now was definitely teleportation. The first time she heard that dark elemental life could teleport.

But now it was not the time to be surprised. Sophie buried her emotions deeply in her heart. Then she trotted to the two female believers and shouted, "You guys get out of here and walk from the secret path, hurry up."

When the two female believers heard this, they immediately got up and ran to the back hall. Then one of them turned around and shouted, "Sophie, Archbishop, your father is still in front of the temple. He is surrounded. If you want to save him, go there now."

When Sophie heard this, she was anxious. She used all her strength to run towards the front hall. The skeleton warrior was carrying a huge dark element axe and followed closely behind.

Halfway through, Sophie also saw a sister being pushed to the ground by two soldiers, her clothes were torn and thrown aside, one of the soldiers was naked and doing piston movements on her body.

Sophie became more and more heartbroken and hated the eldest and second princes even deeper.

These two soldiers were soon beheaded by the skeleton warriors. Sophie did not stop this time and continued to rush forward. Along the way, she had several sisters, but more brothers fell into the passage of the temple. Of course, many heavy armored soldiers died beside them.

When she rushed to the front hall, she found that her father was surrounded by a black magic shield that was faintly visible on his body. Not only was he surrounded by soldiers, but there were four magicians next to him casting light magic at him.

Every time the light magic hit his shield, Arnold's body would shake, and the dark magic shield would turn lighter.

The most important thing is that Arnold's eyes are bleeding, his nose is bleeding, and blood foam is pouring out from his mouth.

Light magic and dark magic restrain each other, and whoever is stronger will be stronger. As a bishop, Arnold is naturally strong. If you want to fight one by one, none of these four magicians are his opponents, but when he fights one by one, he is at a disadvantage.

It is already a miracle that he can hold on until now.

Whenever a miracle happens, there are always simple reasons or reasons.

Arnold was already confused, as if the next moment, he would become an idiot or faint directly due to magic backfire.

But he still held on and for several minutes, he had only one small wish to help his daughter Sophie delay more time and let her go as far as possible.

But suddenly he seemed to hear his daughter calling him. He used all his strength to twist his upper body a little, turned around, and then saw his daughter standing on the stone steps in front of the temple gate.

"Why are you back?"

Arnold shouted at his daughter in confusion. He thought he was very loud, but in fact he just moved his lips. At this time, he had no strength to speak.

He was already at the end of his strength, and as soon as he spoke, the magic shield disappeared immediately.

Five white magic balls of light took the opportunity to penetrate his body, and then a violent explosion occurred. Archbishop Arnold suddenly turned into broken bones and splashed everywhere.
Chapter completed!