Protagonist: Don't touch him.
The whole audience was shocked, but the most shocked one was Du Ze, who was kneeling on the spot. A certain silly boy could not even maintain his cold and aloof image and blurted out, "Have you mistaken me for someone else?"
"I will never mistake you for someone else." Eric looked up at Du Ze, his green eyes clearly reflecting Du Ze's shadow. "Evil is about to wreak havoc in the Chaos Continent; the God has sent an emissary. He will have a pair of eyes and black hair, and will come to the dwarf ruins. Only by welcoming the emissary back can the Chaos Continent be saved — this is the God of Light's oracle."
Du Ze suddenly felt that the God of Light's charlatan skill had reached the maximum level. Could this oracle be any more pretentious?
"I found you in the dwarf ruins, but for various reasons, we were separated. The God of Light will never abandon his believers, so I finally found you again. " Eric's right hand was placed on his heart, and the Temple Knights behind him made the same action. "We finally welcome the return of the God's emissary. God's emissary, your glory will show us the way. "
Du Ze said very decisively, "You have mistaken me for someone else."
Who would want to be a mini boss that would be easily killed by the cute main character?!
"You are our God's emissary!" Hearing Du Ze's flat refusal, Eric looked a little anxious. He reached out and seemed to want to grab the corner of Du Ze's clothes, but the moment he stretched out his hand, he suddenly retracted it. Even so, the cold light that passed between Eric and Du Ze still made a small cut on the Holy Son's hand.
The weapon stained with the Holy Son's blood was inserted into the wall obliquely. It was the sword of No. 99. All eyes were focused on the silver-haired elf in the middle of the field. The elf threw his sword, and his eyes were even colder than the sword light.
"Don't touch him!"
Eric pressed his bleeding hand and looked at Xiu in a slight daze. He was obviously a strange elf, but he gave him a sense of familiarity. He recognized this kind of anger, as if his reverse scale had been touched. When they were in the ruins of the gnomes, the flaxen-haired gnome had also expressed his hostility so strongly.
— He is not a person you can touch.
Everyone exclaimed as the silver-haired elf summoned a snow-white unicorn. Xiu mounted the unicorn and came to Du Ze's side in an instant. He then took the black-haired youth to the back of the unicorn. The unicorn trembled, but in the end, it maintained its unicorn form and did not transform out of fear. Xiu held Du Ze in his arms. He coldly swept a glance at Ulrich and Eric. Finally, he urged the unicorn to jump up, preparing to leave this place.
"Sir Envoy!"
Eric shouted. The unicorn reached the ceiling in the blink of an eye. The spiral horn on its forehead lit up, and it tore through the ceiling as easily as tearing a piece of paper. The bright light shone down, and the venue was in chaos. Everyone panicked and dodged in all directions to avoid being hit by the falling stones. Seeing this, Eric could not be bothered to chase after them. He chanted light magic to protect the people below.
The ceiling had been broken, but the unicorn could not take another step forward. A light screen wrapped around the entire venue, preventing Xiu from leaving with Du Ze. Xiu followed the magic fluctuations and looked down, just in time to meet the eyes of Vivian in the VIP seat. The Saintess Vivian was holding a slender staff. The priests of the temple surrounded her and together they maintained the wall of light. Seeing Xiu looking over, Vivian lifted her beautifully shaped chin and said in a loud voice: "Please return Sir Envoy to us."
Du Ze felt his back lighten. Xiu jumped down from the unicorn and stood on the gap in the ceiling. After its master left, the unicorn could no longer bear it and turned into a nightmare and began to tremble. Du Ze did not pay attention to this. He was stunned to see Xiu take out the Thousand Transformations. The silver-haired elf held the bow formed by the Thousand Transformations, pulled the bowstring and mercilessly aimed at Vivian below.
Isn't that the cute girl you like!!!
"Xiu –"
"Clang!"
The arrow that came straight down was cut off by Eric's sword. Xiu slightly wrinkled his eyebrows. The light of the contract flashed again, and the Cerberus jumped down from the air. The three heads of the Cerberus used different magic in different directions.
"Cerberus?!"
It was unknown who shouted out the name of the Cerberus, but because the entire venue was covered by a light screen, the people present were unable to leave. They stared at the legendary Cerberus with wide eyes, their faces full of shock. First, it was the Unicorn, then the Nightmare Lord, and now the Cerberus. Just what was the origin of that Elf?
The Cute Lord was on a killing spree.
Du Ze first looked at the three-headed hellhound, then looked at the nightmare he was riding, and finally looked up, trying to catch a glimpse of the fluffy ball that had been squatting on his head.
There was always such a cute pet here, but the meaning was unclear.
Eric avoided the red flame spat out by Cerberus. Before he could stabilize his body, he had to roll sideways to avoid the light arrow shot by Xiu. While rolling, Eric took out a strangely shaped piccolo from his pocket. With one hand on the ground, he put the piccolo to his mouth and blew it.
"— —"
Some people looked at Eric's movements blankly. They did not hear any sound because the piccolo was not for people to hear, but to summon … a dragon.
Xiu suddenly looked up at the sky, and the nightmare pawed its hooves uneasily. At a point in the sky, a golden light lit up. It was getting closer and closer, bigger and bigger. When the creature circled in the sky above, everyone realized that it was a giant golden dragon. It had a strong body and a pair of giant bat-like wings to fly. Its entire body was covered in golden scales.
Vivian removed the light curtain. The golden dragon flapped its wings and landed. The wind blew Xiu's silver hair, and Du Ze felt a pulling pain on his scalp. In order to prevent himself from being blown away, the little Phoenix held the female chirp's hair in its mouth. It was like a balloon fluttering freely in the wind.
Pain, pain, this bastard! Q Mouth Q
Cerberus had to jump to one side to prevent being directly stepped on by the golden dragon. The golden dragon fell on the field, and its huge body occupied almost two-thirds of the field. Eric nimbly climbed onto its back and patted the dragon's neck. "Let's fight together, buddy."
"You haven't called me for a long time, Eric." The golden dragon opened its mouth and spat out the human language.
Eric was a knight, and the rarest dragon knight on the continent. Since the dragons lived in seclusion on Dragon Island, they rarely appeared in front of people. There were very few people who saw dragons, and those who signed a contract with them to become dragon knights were even rarer. Among the eight races, the dragon's body condition was the strongest. Their scales could only be broken by divine weapons. Every dragon had a dragon's power and could spit out dragon flames. It could be said that the dragon's whole body was a lethal weapon.
All the people in the audience stared at the Holy Son on the back of the golden dragon with a face of worship. Xiu's expression was dignified. Even if the light curtain had been removed, the nightmare could not outrun the dragon. He saw Eric raise his head to look at him, and the handsome blond Holy Son's eyes clearly revealed a message: You can't take away the Divine Envoy, he belongs to us.
Xiu's hand holding the bow turned white.
Absolutely, no —
"Chi chi."
Xiu looked down at the sword that had pierced his heart from behind. The shape of the sword was very familiar because he had made it himself. A sneer came from behind him. Xiu knew that it was Ulrich. In the previous battle, he had been on guard against this Martial God, but just now, Eric had attracted all of his attention, thus allowing Ulrich to succeed in his sneak attack.
Ulrich pulled out the sword and looked at the bloodstained silver sword in his hand with fascination. He sighed, "It's really a good sword."
Du Ze's pupils contracted. He stretched out his hand and tried to pull the falling silver-haired elf. However, even if he grabbed Xiu's hand, the force of the fall pulled him down from the back of the nightmare.
"Divine Envoy!"
Eric shouted nervously, and the Golden Dragon caught the two people who were falling. In the golden dragon's claws, Du Ze expressionlessly pressed on Xiu's chest, but his hands were trembling. Seeing the wound on the silver-haired elf's chest, all the people present had a tacit understanding that the elf would not survive.
Ulrich wiped away the blood on his sword and looked down at Xiu from a commanding position. "Elf, I will give you the last lesson in your life: it is not a good thing to be too reckless."
The emperor sighed and leaned back in his seat. His complexion was much better. On the left, Princess Kelly looked at the dying Xiu, and her eyes flashed with a trace of pleasure.
Eric jumped on the golden dragon's claw. Du Ze saw him and was about to speak when a bloody hand covered his mouth. Xiu leaned on Du Ze's shoulder and said in a weak but strong voice, "Don't talk to him."
Your wound —
As if he had heard Du Ze's heart, Xiu's bloodless lips hooked up into a smile. He looked at Eric on the opposite side and then glanced at Ulrich on the top.
"Do you think you can kill me like this?"
In the song that Guang Ming was playing, a black discordant sound suddenly appeared.
Eric was so shocked that his mind went blank. He almost instinctively rushed up and separated Du Ze and the undead lich shrouded in death aura. Xiu was knocked straight down from the dragon's claw and fell on the VIP seat. Princess Kelly looked at the Lich who had fallen beside her. Her eyes widened more and more, and finally she let out a shrill scream.
"What are you doing in a daze — quickly destroy it —"
Xiu raised his eyes, and Princess Kelly's figure was reflected in his dark eyes — this person had not changed at all.
The black death energy repaired the shattered heart. Even though the wound was no longer fatal, the body was still very weak. The soul fire in the depths of Xiu's pupils pulsed faintly. He needed a soul …
The Lich looked at the princess as if he was looking at a food that was not delicious but was unusually rich.
"Stop!"
Ulrich cut Xiu's body with his sword. However, the Lich just looked at it indifferently and began to extract Princess Kelly's soul. At this time, no one dared to intervene again. They stared at the soul that was gradually condensing at the Lich's fingertips and were at a loss. As long as the Lich snapped his fingers, the fragile soul would be torn apart.
Princess Kelly felt that her body was getting colder and colder, and the fear of death made her begin to cry. How could she die? She was the princess of the Radiant Empire. How could such a noble person die in the hands of an undead?
Vivian looked at the undead Lich who had extracted Princess Kelly's soul in astonishment. The strong dark aura and death energy were exactly the same as the undead she had seen for the first time. The undead in a black robe that she had hunted down, his name was called —
"… Xiu?"
This was the last name that Princess Kelly heard with her remaining consciousness.
The empty shell without a soul fell to the ground. Everyone had no time to stop it as they watched the Lich devour Princess Kelly's soul. The death energy was replenished and became more and more dense, almost condensing into a solid body. Ulrich suddenly felt a strong sense of danger. He had to pull out his sword and step back, looking at Xiu in surprise.
"Undead … Magister?"
Xiu coldly looked at Eric, who had caught Du Ze. He held the Scythe of Death and began to chant a spell. Eric was held back by Du Ze, and Ulrich began to retreat. Only Vivian tried to stop Xiu, but Cerberus stood in front of her, her six eyes staring at the Holy Lady.
With Xiu's chant, a huge black magic array formed in the air. Feeling the aura, the golden dragon suddenly became irritable. It raised its head high, opened its mouth, and sprayed a golden-white dragon flame at the magic array.
The black magic array persisted for a moment and was directly scattered by the dragon flame. Before the golden dragon could close its mouth, the disappeared magic array suddenly reappeared. In an instant, it unfolded to the extreme. A huge white bone dragon rushed out of the magic gate and fiercely pounced on the golden dragon.
"Boom!"
The two dragons slammed into the audience. Fortunately, most of the people left when the light curtain was removed. Eric jumped down with Du Ze at the moment when the bone dragon pounced. When he landed, he saw the pale Lich standing opposite him with a gloomy face.
Without the slightest nonsense, Xiu raised the Scythe of the Grim Reaper. The ground began to tremble, and countless undead creatures crawled out from the ground. Eric immediately used light magic, and specks of light purified the skeletons. Eric's hand suddenly became empty. He looked up in astonishment and found that Du Ze, who was bitten by the nightmare, had jumped to Xiu's side.
Xiu touched the neck of the nightmare to express his appreciation. He took Du Ze and rode the nightmare. The nightmare hissed and obeyed its master's order to run out of the field. At this time, the golden dragon and the bone dragon were fighting each other. Vivian was blocked by Cerberus. Eric tried to break through the blockade of the undead creatures but was powerless. He could only watch Xiu take Du Ze out of the venue.
Xiu hugged Du Ze. His body was tired from the transformation of form, and he did not know when he would faint.
As for the people of the Light Temple, they would deal with them later.
When the nightmare jumped into the gap in the ceiling again, it was still stopped. The same light curtain wrapped the incomplete venue, but this time it was not done by Vivian. One by one, the Knights of the Light Temple and the Priests of the Light Temple appeared in the gap in the ceiling, surrounding Xiu and Du Ze. Their robes and armor were engraved with small numbers. They were the Knights of Light.
The Radiant Knights opened a small gap, and an old man wearing a golden-red robe walked out. The light element was intimately attached to his body, and with a casual gesture of the old man, people could feel the dense light element leaking out.
"Your Holiness!"
The Pope waved his hand to the Holy Lady and the Holy Son, indicating that he already knew everything.
"Evil, put down the oracle in your hand. That is not something you can touch."
Xiu turned a deaf ear to him. He stared at the light curtain, the soul fire in his eyes kept jumping, and the death energy began to boil as if it felt the anger of the Lich.
One, two people were trying to take him away …
Du Ze heard Xiu's low and deep laughter behind him. The laughter was no longer hoarse like that of the undead Lich, but full of brutality that wanted to destroy everything.
"… Die."
The bright thunder tore through the void, mixed with the energy to destroy the heavens and the earth, illuminating everyone's changing faces. Vivian blocked the lightning with her hand and narrowed her eyes. The one riding with the oracle was not the undead from before, but a … devil?
The light curtain was almost torn apart in a breath. The purple lightning was like a giant snake raging in the venue, with the momentum to destroy everything. The golden dragon left the bone dragon and tried to break through the lightning with the Holy Son and the Holy Lady. The Pope's eyes were full of disbelief. Even he could not face the terrible power directly. Many of the Knights of the Temple and the Priests directly melted in the dazzling light when they came into contact with the thunder.
The terrible thunder came and went quickly. The huge venue of the competition was directly blasted to the ground. The people who survived looked at the remaining purple arcs on the ground in a daze. Du Ze felt a weight on his shoulder, and Xiu fainted behind him. It was too reckless to change his form twice in a row.
Before the Nightmare could run a few steps, he was caught by the Pope with magic. The Pope saw the incomplete Knights of Light, and his eyes flashed with a trace of distress. This was the force he had worked so hard to build. So when the Pope's eyes fell on Xiu, the anger in his eyes could be imagined.
"Don't touch him."
Just as the Pope was about to make a move, Du Ze's voice was flat. Seeing the Pope look over, the black-haired young man spoke again, "This is the order of the oracle."
The oracle of the Light God specifically pointed out that the oracle should be welcomed back to the Light Temple, and that they should worship the oracle well. Whatever the oracle wanted, they must give it.
"Yes, we will obey the oracle's orders." The Pope emphasized the word oracle.
"I am the oracle." Du Ze immediately put on the title without any integrity. He said to the Pope, "Let us leave."
"Lord Oracle, this is the only thing that we can't comply with. The Light God is above, you must go back to the Light Temple with us. "
Du Ze thought for a while. Now, he could not refuse. The people of the Light Temple seemed to respect the oracle very much. As long as he guarded Xiu, the Light Temple could not do anything to him. When Xiu woke up, they could run away.
Seeing Du Ze nod, the Pope quickly removed the spell he cast on the Nightmare Lord. With a kind smile on his face, he made an inviting gesture to Du Ze — as long as they were in the Temple of Light, he could always find a chance to get the demon away from the Oracle.
"… Finally, I found him."
A sigh sounded in the air, and the people of the Light Temple followed the sound. One by one, the devils fell from the air. They were all wearing the same black clothes with the same thunder totem tattooed on them. Du Ze felt his back lighten. He quickly turned around and found that Xiu was brought to a devil wearing a monocle. That demon carefully sized up the unconscious demon cultivator, his eyes filled with pleasant surprise.
"Devils, what are you doing here?"
The remaining Knights of Light surrounded the Pope and confronted the devils in the air. The devil wearing a monocle seemed to be the leader of the devils. He looked at the Light Temple below.
"Please don't care too much about us."
Rachel smiled.
"We just came to greet our king."
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