Holy Light Aversion? What Does It Have to Do With Me Being a Support?

Transmigrated into a fallen priest, Mark clutches the Forbidden Scripture that would make a saint’s face turn black in his left hand, and a cross blessed by the Abyss in his right.

When the...

Chapter 182 The Mercy of Holy Light

Of course, this is an illusion for those who are powerful.

For people of average strength, if they are really hit by those heavily armored dwarf skeletons, they will be crushed to pieces!

"We still have to be careful... This mine tunnel might be connected to the mine tunnel that those heavily armored dwarves rushed out of earlier."

After exploring the mine tunnel several hundred meters from the shadows, Monica returned to the two men. She whispered, "This place gives me a terrible feeling. Even with my enhanced perception, it's still not far enough. And that 'thumping' sound we heard when we first came in... is still deep down."

Mark nodded. He also clearly felt the beating sound that was like a heartbeat and had a heavy rhythm.

It seemed to be closer than before. Every time it sounded, it seemed to knock on people's hearts, bringing an inexplicable feeling of depression.

"There's no turning back. We can only move forward and find the source of the sound. Maybe we can find another way out."

Mark said in a deep voice, and the cross necklace turned into a cross again in his hand, injecting the magic power of "holy light" into the cross, using it as a heavy weapon for lighting and clearing the way.

The three of them moved forward cautiously in the mine tunnel.

The mine tunnel was obviously a branch of the main ore vein. It was not dug neatly and the rock wall was covered with rough chisel marks.

More bones and rusty tools are scattered along the way, and some broken mining lamps can be seen on the walls in some corners.

Along the way, ordinary creatures such as parasitic rats and bats would occasionally attack the three of them, and in the end, the leeches in them would be pulled out by Xiao Mu and turned into snacks.

The three of them walked forward for about a few hundred meters, and the mine tunnel began to slope downward.

In front of a relatively open fork in the road, Xiao Mu's tentacles accidentally swept across an overturned dusty metal box in the corner.

"Huh?"

Anna was sharp-eyed and walked over immediately.

The box was not locked, but the clasp was rusted.

She carefully pried open the lid.

The things in the box reflected the white light on the three people's holy light shields, presenting a soft and pure silver light!

Inside the box, there were more than a dozen palm-sized rectangular silver metal ingots neatly stacked.

They are a warm and restrained silver-white color all over, and under the illumination of the holy light, there seem to be tiny star-like flashes flowing on the surface.

Even if it is covered with a layer of dust, it cannot conceal the pure and powerful magical fluctuations emitted by the transformation elements emitted by its essence!

This is the unique brilliance of Mithril!

"It's refined mithril!" Monica came over, a hint of surprise in her eyes. "It's very pure... Did these dwarves not only mine it here, but also refine it on site?"

Mark picked up a piece and weighed it. It felt heavy, but not cold like metal. Instead, it had a texture as warm as jade.

The magic surrounding the mithril ingot was gentle yet active, seemingly completely different from the magic in the air.

Although they are all attributeless magic, the magic around the mithril ingot seems to be better utilized.

This was Mark's first feeling after he felt the difference between the two kinds of magic.

But the moment he had this feeling, Mark felt something strange.

It seemed that he could easily mobilize and absorb any kind of magic power, but he was able to determine that other people could not easily mobilize the attributeless magic power in the outside environment.

However, this thought only flashed through Mark's mind.

Because there is no need to think too much, this strange feeling can only be caused by the special magic power in his body.

"It seems the dwarven miners back then established a complete mining and refining base here." Mark put the mithril ingots back into the box. "It's a shame they all became burial objects. This mithril... would be a fortune in the Lily Kingdom."

He conveniently put the mithril into the gap of starlight.

Things like mithril ore require mining certificates and other things before you can submit the task and sell it in the kingdom.

Mark wasn't interested.

This doesn't mean that Mark is not interested in high-end magical materials like mithril!

The Enlightenment Society can use it to grind into powder and lay out the magic circle in the valley, so why can't a ■■ priest in his team, Mark, use it?

This kind of strategic-level materials controlled by major kingdoms and churches, even an organization like the Enlightenment Society can get its hands on it, which proves that there are "bad guys" in the kingdom.

Someone is secretly selling mithril on the black market.

It's even possible that the Enlightenment Society could use mithril as a disposable consumable for laying magic circles. The fundamental reason is...

Mark didn't think too deeply about it.

Because just when he put the mithril into the Starlight Gap!

"sand……"

A very slight sound, like the sound of rolling sand, suddenly came from the dark fork in the road ahead.

The three of them were instantly alert, their weapons pointed at the source of the sound.

Mark's holy light and Xiao Mu's light suddenly extended forward.

Just as the light was about to reach the end, at the edge of the shadow at the bend of the mine tunnel, a vague figure, slightly shorter than an ordinary person but unusually sturdy, flashed by like a ghost!

The speed is far faster than those dwarf skeletons controlled by bone leeches!

It made no sound, as if blending into the shadow of the rock itself.

"Who?!" Mark growled.

No response.

There was only the heavy and regular "dong...dong...dong..." sound, which seemed to pause briefly because of the movement just now, and then resumed the rhythm, and... seemed to carry a hint of urging?

"Chase!" Monica didn't hesitate and turned into a dark shadow to chase after him.

The speed and timing of the black shadow's appearance were too strange. It could not be an ordinary parasitic skeleton!

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