Just as Mark was thinking about it, a earth-shaking roar suddenly came from deep in the mine.
Holy light, ten times stronger than before, broke through the rock layer and illuminated the entire dome like daylight.
Mark saw countless blood crystal clusters on the top of the mine melting in the strong light, forming a waterfall-like pink torrent that converged into the cracks in the mine below.
With the sudden burst of strong light, Mark saw Kyle, a priest from the Church of Holy Light, suddenly fly out from the entrance of the crack below. His body size was twice as large as when he went down just now, and the giant cross he was holding in his hands was now covered with cracks.
"It's time to go down and take a look..." Mark made a sword flower with the cross dagger in his hand, whistled to the dozen or so blood-armored paladins behind him, and rushed straight down.
Wherever Mark passed, the monsters hit by the Holy Judgment exploded after being treated.
The forbidden holy book trembled violently in his arms, as if it smelled the same breath.
There were only a few dozen Blood Armor Miners left in half of the mine. Another group of Blood Armor Paladins flashing with white holy light formed a square formation and gathered behind Mark, chasing him madly!
"Haha, chase them, chase them! The more of you gather, the better! Otherwise, I really won't dare to continue running down!"
Mark, who was running in the front, laughed wildly. His laughter echoed at the bottom of the mine, and by the time the echo reached the mine car platform, it was already unclear.
When Orson on the platform tiredly used his broken knife to hold off the oncoming miner again, and found that the miner was not covered by the healing aura this time after a casual chop, he suddenly realized that the defensive pressure on the minecart platform seemed not as great as before.
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