The sacred forest of the Moon is monochromatic, but with a variety of species. Poplar, birch, white pine and other plants of different subjects and different growing environments and climates thrive here. The view from the top and bottom of the forest is absolutely different. The white straight trunk holds up a mass of lush tree cover, high and low, far and near in a staggered row, but if you look closely, there will be hard to breathe a sense of oppression - all the trees three in a row, all from short to tall, from fat to thin, even the pattern of bark also has a specific orientation.
"I strongly suspect that this god belongs to the order camp because suffering from heavy sorting OCD, a board I thought to the mechanical realm."
"Don't talk as if you've been there, do you know which direction the massive biting gears that make up the mechanical realm are turning." Lysatos spat, as he walked through the woods in his lithe elven form. Not that they time leisurely enough to stroll through the woods, but the string moon sacred forest has a forbidden air law, whether by supernatural power or wings, can not leave the ground 1 sa meters high.
As they walked, the unchanging scenery appeared different, the shadow of the tree cover was missing a piece, the original location towered a white stone pillar of 5 people, the surface Yang engraved Nieron's defeat of demons, save the elves, bless the elves, enjoy the epic legends of offerings. Of course, the examination of the history of Tia's Lysatos know that basically all imaginary.
As they get closer to the core of the sacred forest, the pillars gradually replace the trees, when the end of the view appears at the tip of a magnificent palace complex, they have passed nearly 100,000 stone pillars. Some of the pillars were carved with graphics, others were blank.
The two traveled to a wide square with two rows of stone pillars to the left and right, and at the end of the square were the endless stairs leading to the palace.
Below the stairs was the last line of defense for Nieron. A group of elven warriors waited quietly, led by a man with a long sword, extraordinarily tall and stocky, almost like a brute with elven skin.
He and his four subordinates were neither frenzied nor cursing, silence was their only indication. There were no priests, and it seems that Nieron also knew that the prayers that did not apply divine magic in life would not all be powerful after death.
Lysatos snapped his fingers, and the spirit-sucking waiter rolled his eyes in disgust. He gave a magic steel scepter and shouted: "Darkness rules all things, in the name of Asmodeus, the devil cluster!" The tip of the scepter point on the white stone slab rippled out a circle of evil summoning formation composed of blasphemous words, 5 bone demons jumped out, and then the summoning formation was like a difficult old hen, shivering and squeezing out 1 horned demon hard and closed. Eraduni frowned greatly, this is only a third of the number of his call, the kingdom of God is too serious suppression.
Lysatos sneered, "Demon centralization? It's the labor shortage, isn't it?"
Eraduni let the summoned devils launch an attack as a test, and five middle-ranking bone devils spontaneously obeyed the command of the higher-ranking horned devils. The Horned Devil is the common name for the Dreadnought Demon, who is 3 Samsara meters tall, with a pair of four hideous bone wings holding up wings of 4 1/2 meters behind him, arms, back, and long tail with thick reddish-brown spikes, and a pair of curved horns on his head that are extremely formidable. They are the backbone of the devil's army and generally serve as mid-level commanders.]]
At the command of the horned demon, 5 bone demons used class spells to line up several rows of ice walls across to block the view of the elven warriors, then in just a moment, three times more bone demons jumped out from behind the walls and attacked.
On the other hand, the leader of the elf long sword swing, under the four elves immediately to meet the battle, the weapons they use is 1.5 Sami long narrow thin knife, slightly curved body only two fingers wide, more suitable for stabbing rather than slashing. The narrow blade precisely found the real body from the illusion, allowing the realistic phantom to pass through the body, the blade and the bone demon's scorpion-like tail sting poison sting crossed, the latter was defeated, the poison sting and the bone demon's painful howl took off into the sky.
The elves are small and swift, each swing always brings down some parts, the gap between the two sides of the attack and defense is too large. A stealthy bone demon on the side circled behind the sword-wielding elf, intent on tackling their leader. The sword-wielding elf twisted his head slightly as if moving his sore neck to get past the poisonous sting. Then the elf straightened his right arm and spun back with his shoulder as the axial axis, and the swift hand slash was like breaking a chocolate chip cookie, destroying the bone demon's lumbar vertebrae, and the unsupported bones fell apart.
The elf did not return to raise his sword to block the chain like a viper stabbing, additional can make the blood flow more than the hell trauma stabbing chain wrapped around the hilt of the sword, into a light pole command of the horned demon in the other end of the fierce swagger. The battle skill is not possible with the size of three times the devil to fight brawn, the elf simply do not retreat instead of advancing, and then pull the force of the sword swing down on the horned devil, brilliant sword wailing to extinguish the evil, a cut in half, the body is holy power ash.
Lysatos and Spirit Suckers looked at each other, five divine warriors blessed by Nieron, their weapons carry enough divine power to inflict mortal wounds while also being immune to disease, toxins, sleep, instant death, shock, paralysis, and half damage to electric shock, acid, and cold.
The Spirit Suckers were about to ask if they should use the mage's classic time pause + spell storm to sweep away these tough guys, but to their surprise, Lysatos palmed a longsword and it appeared in his hand. The blade, made entirely of multi-faceted diamonds, spat out from the mouth of the dragon's head-shaped blade eagle, with a platinum-colored dragon head set with a large precious diamond.
Lysatos, who had transformed his pale green sigh into the form of a longsword, clasped his hands together, saluted the sword-wielding elf with a respectful face, and then assumed the starting position for the duel. The elf was stunned for a moment, then came forward and bent over to return the salute, with the tip of his sword aimed at Lysatos.
Iraduni rolled his eyes, resentful: "Damn noble plot, the protagonist gorgeous and glorious duel, I look like a follower generally clear ..."
The spirit-sucking monster's voice turned into a hoarse huh sound, a narrow knife through the neck and trachea, a severed hand holding a scepter of magic steel, a stab through the left ribs into the heart, a plunge into the skull but was blocked by a spiritual pattern carved in the scalp. The divine elves' teleportation is less than the eye, appearing without a sound in the four directions of the spirit-sucking monsters, drawing their swords, out of the knife.
... minions. Ila Douni finished his words in the psychic channel, and then the explosive psychic shock blast blasted the enemy out of 10 Sami.
The elf who was proficient in dimensional shuttle came back from the shock state and saw a giant fist of growing bright black.
"Boom!" The elven-gold demon statue smashed into the air and swept away a ring of shock waves.
As the shock swept through, the two swordsmen facing each other simultaneously fired their swords, interweaving brilliant and deadly sparks. The pale green holy sigh beats the enemy's +4 divine order longsword, and has a long list of additional weapon expertise, weapon expertise, weapon transcendence, higher weapon expertise, and higher weapon expertise, but it doesn't give Lysatos the same precise judgment, attack rhythm, pace, and stance as a near-legendary sword saint, let alone experience in sparring. Lysatos only learned swordsmanship in Athas and Pistis, one of the Seven Saints of Heaven. Sofia learned swordplay for a while, still out of interest.
I do not know whether it is level 18 or 19 swordsman a sword cut in the side of the pale green holy sigh, if it is a normal weapon would have broken. He stuck to the sword and cut across the body, almost taking away the jaw of Lysatos. His left foot stepped forward, once again suppressing the golden dragon's sword blade.
Countless times experience had taught him that 12 more strikes would make this enemy in his jewel-adorned robe lose his focus and decapitate his head. But he knew that the enemy who could enter here was no fool, and would have a way to turn the tables, and was cautious to do so.
A flame suddenly sprang from the tip of Lysatos' sword, and the whip half locked around the enemy's weapon.
Is that what you intend to do? Think I'm a curmudgeonly dogmatist who would rather die than hold a weapon? The elf easily withdrew his hand and abandoned his sword, while swinging his fist at the empty door wide open left chest, he was confident that the fist with divine power attached to it could make a rounded hollow, the beautiful jewel in the heart could stop the thrust, but could not stop the fist blade.
If this sword saint had traveled in Ferrum for a few years, he would have known a warning: do not touch the body of the mage easily, especially when he wants you to touch it.
When the powerful fingerbone touched the gem in Lysatos' heart, the elf gave one last stunned expression and his whole body disintegrated into splotches of light as his soul was sucked into the gem. The longsword, which had lost its owner, crashed to the ground.
Lysatos leaned down with his sword and gave the final salute to the empty spot, while whispering, "A mage is still a mage, even with a sword."
On the other side, the spirit-sucking monster, which kept transforming and healing itself, and the four elves fought well, and Iraduni could always find the right form to deal with it, but could not hit the enemy who was moving in and out like the wind.
The elves once again dodged the cloud of petrification of the sandy evil spirit, they have found the weakness of the spirit sucker, he had to undo the super state change to restore his body before the next transformation. And that fraction of a second was enough time for the elf to drive four narrow knives down the eye sockets and into the brain marrow.
Flying grit and negative energy body back to the slippery purple skin, the four elves in the moment before the teleportation heard the spirit suction monster telepathic: the same technique, do not use the second time to me.
Psychic teleportation system psychic ability [teleportation change direction
The elf who was lowered 1 Sami present position, below the shoulder into the hard white stone floor, immediately pulverized, blood gushing down the throat blooming 4 blood fountain.
Ila Douni easily applauded, like a child who got candy, and then excited to carefully observe the best shape of the skull of that one candy, can let him open a few holes in it to feast.
A chain lightning bolt exploded the candy and Illadouni exclaimed, "Hey! I haven't eaten yet!"
"Give your enemy respect, you give yourself respect." Lysatos ignored the tentacles pointing angrily at the prisoner soul gem on his chest and ascended the steps of the palace.