To the current Luo Ya, what was the most intolerable thing?
Hitting me, you can. Hitting my wife, you can't.
Hitting me, you can't. Hitting my wife, you can't.
"I'm happy that you want to avenge me, but strictly speaking, I should be the one protecting you, right? This is the academy's rule."
The black-haired young man recalled the battle with the [Collector], and a look of self-blame appeared on his face. Seeing Luo Ya like this, Lilian pondered for a moment, held the young man's hand, and spoke softly.
"… Indeed." He remembered it in one second.
"By the way, I don't know why that fallen one didn't use the spell that makes people disappear on me. I don't know why …"
"Hmm? It didn't work? "
Lilian recounted her experience in the battle. Luo Ya knitted his brows slightly, held his chin, and pondered carefully. He was rather puzzled about this matter.
I'm only responsible for opening a dungeon for you. If you die in there, it's your own fault. You can't blame it on me.
But in terms of defense and immunity to certain curses, the King's Blood didn't add any attribute resistance or physical resistance. The only benefit Luo Ya had in this aspect was that the fallen one's murmurs couldn't affect him. But that was also due to the [Crown]'s source substance, and it didn't have much to do with the bloodline.
After pondering for a long time, the two of them couldn't figure out why the bloodline was immune to the enemy's curses. Seeing this situation, Luo Ya decided not to think about it anymore. Lilian nodded and chose to put this question aside for the time being.
Recalling the lantern in the hands of the zombie-like old man, Lilian couldn't help but frown slightly, and her expression turned solemn.
Even though the [Ten Cities] blocked the effects of the lantern in the previous battle, it could only be used for defense, and they still needed to consider other methods to defeat the enemy. But in this regard, Luo Ya seemed to have some ideas.
The young man took on the task. After some discussion, the two of them finally came up with a battle plan and began the final adjustments and preparations.
After the passage of countless years and the fall of the savior, his spirit must have been exhausted and his body decayed. But as the saying goes, a centipede dies but never falls down, not to mention that he had obtained a divine artifact like the Eye of Portas.
After some preparations, the two looked at each other. After Luo Ya nodded, the black-haired, purple-eyed girl's body emitted a faint light. The domain of [Ten Cities] was lifted, and the luxurious room disappeared like a dream, revealing the old room that belonged to the abandoned town.
The black-haired young man looked out of the window and walked out of the room. Lillian followed closely behind, and the two figures gradually disappeared into the white fog.
Marin Town, an abandoned town at the border of the Austin Empire, looked the same as before. Dilapidated houses were connected together, some of which had already collapsed. Weeds and moss could be seen everywhere, and the air was humid and humid.
It was difficult to distinguish these figures in the white fog, but upon closer inspection, they were not the members of the investigation team, nor were they the residents of the town. Instead, they were strange humanoid figures that burned like fireworks.
"Those are the people who were punished by the savior. Strictly speaking, they should be the souls of the sinners who were burned by the Eye of the Sun God before the [Eye of Portas] fell into a demonic artifact. They will become the guardians of the lantern and fight for it."
The black-haired young man couldn't help but frown as he stared at the faintly glowing sinners in the mist. Judging from the reaction of the curse power, the strength of these sinners was different. It should be determined by the sinners' original strength. However, judging from their identical flaming bodies, these sinners should be able to sense each other.
At the end of the fog, the black-haired, purple-eyed girl's body began to shine with the radiance of the curse power. The [Kingdom] source substance burst into a dazzling light under the impact of the curse power. Warhorses neighed, and at the same time, flags fluttered in the wind.
The strength of the Blue Knights, who had left an important page in history, gradually recovered to its original state. At the same time, they had far surpassed the current royal knights of the Austin Empire. Under the attack of these heroic spirits from the previous era, the flame spirits on the road were quickly wiped out.
Just like how the owners of these souls were different when they were alive, the forms of the monsters that gathered in the fog were also different. There were dwarves and elves in myths and legends, tall giants, ferocious monsters, sinners of various races, and there were even figures of dragons flashing across the sky.
Surrounded by this group of enemies, even a warrior who had experienced hundreds of battles couldn't help but feel nervous. But looking at the endless stream of enemies, the black-haired, purple-eyed girl's expression didn't change at all. Looking at the direction Luo Ya left, Lilian remained silent. In front of a girl who was worried about her lover, the roar of a dragon was no more than the chirping of a bird in her ears.
Under the girl's arrogant attitude, the calamity of destruction came in an instant. But the black-haired, purple-eyed girl still didn't react. Facing these chilling attacks, Lilian, who was in the shadows, only uttered a single word.
The soft murmur dissipated in the fog, and what followed was an explosion of intense light. Under the full power of the [Kingdom] source substance, the sturdy city that belonged to human history rose from the ground. The tall city shone brightly, and the curses and arrows turned into ashes under the [Ten Cities] 'defense. The giants had no choice but to withdraw their attacks.
"Wuuu —!"
Behind them, the red-robed spellcasters of the Magician Legion chanted group curses in unison. Under the city, the angry roars of the warriors and the strange roars of various races intertwined. A battle comparable to that of myths and epics appeared in the real world.
The scale of the flame spirits summoned by the [Eyes of Portas] was beyond imagination. But if it were Lilian, Luo Ya believed that she could turn these dead sinners into dust. And now that the young lady's mission was basically completed, it was time for Luo Ya to deal with the real culprit.
Lilian's strength was more dominant, and the endless stream of elite troops under her were daunting. The strength of the warriors also grew along with the young lady's level. Coupled with the defensive power of the [Ten Cities], she could effortlessly defeat opponents weaker or on par with her. But against powerful enemies, she would need to expend a lot of energy in a battle of attrition.
Therefore, Luo Ya and Lilian adopted a clear division of labor and divided the enemy's strength into two. As lovers who were connected by blood, both of them trusted each other without reservation.
In a battle of life and death, there was no need to care about the means. This was Luo Ya's principle all along, and it was even more so for the Fallen. With the cover of the buildings and the witches' curses, Luo Ya shortened the charging distance bit by bit. When both sides were less than a hundred meters apart, the Grand Priest of the Savior from thousands of years ago turned his rotten gaze to the black-haired young man for the first time.
Among all the members of the investigation team, Luo Ya was the only one who could make the Grand Priest's emotions fluctuate. The ancient Grand Priest hated this young man who was filled with the aura of the Mother Goddess. This was something that was engraved in his mind thousands of years ago. Therefore, the moment he saw Luo Ya approaching, he reflexively raised the sacred weapon in his hand.
When the skinny arm picked up the lantern that once brought peace and tranquility to the world, a malicious smile appeared on the old man's face. He didn't hide his ridicule of Luo Ya's stupidity. After all, in his opinion, no matter how fast the young man was, he couldn't be compared to the light shining from the lantern. But what surprised him was that at this moment, the black-haired young man's face wasn't filled with despair, but a similar mocking smile.
The Grand Priest was slightly taken aback when he saw that Luo Ya's expression wasn't right. He seemed to have realized something, but it was all too late. The intense light once again shot out from the ancient lantern, illuminating the world like the sun. But this time, the tempting golden light didn't shine on Luo Ya. Instead, it returned to where it came from.
"Boom!"
With a series of traps, the black-haired young man had significantly closed the distance between him and the black-robed priest. The effect of the [Eyes of Potas] was even stronger at close range. Even though most of the light was reflected back, the remaining light still caused the young man's brain to tingle. But just when Luo Ya's consciousness began to blur, a blood-red light suddenly burst out from his body.
Wrapped in the blood-red light, the body of the Gulan Daer, as a god, ignored the light as if it was nothing. His furious fist rapidly descended, and in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of the enemy.
"Boom!"
The power of the Savior was incompatible with the power of the Mother Goddess. Because of this, Luo Ya was hated by the black-robed priest. But now, Luo Ya's power had become a means to suppress the enemy.
After sealing this terrifying magic weapon, Luo Ya's movements were no longer restricted. The black-robed priest's most effective means of attack had also completely disappeared. The situation of offense and defense could be said to have been completely reversed. But even so, the black-haired young man still didn't let his guard down.
"Luo Ya, it doesn't feel right."
When he heard the words of the giant skeleton, Luo Ya wasn't too surprised. His golden pupils suddenly shrank, and then his figure flew forward. While walking, the black-haired young man also noticed that something was wrong.
After taking a direct hit from the Gulan Daer, even Raydon, who was known for his strong body, couldn't come out unscathed. But the black-robed old man who was about to die didn't have the smell of blood that would inevitably emit from a wound. This was obviously a problem. After discovering this, Luo Ya's face became more serious, and he further quickened his pace.
Why isn't there a smell of blood nearby?
Looking at the broken body of the treant priest in front of him that sprouted wooden buds and took root in the soil, the black-haired young man finally understood the true body of the enemy. But just as Luo Ya was about to give the final blow, a strange scene caught the young man's attention, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes.
It was a beating heart buried deep in the crown of the tree.
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