The whole audience was shocked, and the most shocked was Du Ze who was bowed down on the spot. A certain fool could not even maintain his cold and noble image, and blurted out: "Did you recognize the wrong person?"
"I will never mistake you." Eric looked up at Duze, Duze's shadow clearly reflected in his green eyes. "Evil is about to wreak havoc in Chaos Continent. God has sent a messenger for this purpose. He will have a pair of night-like eyes and black hair, and will descend on the dwarf ruins. Only by welcoming back the messenger can Chaos Continent be saved - this is the oracle of the God of Light."
Du Ze suddenly felt that the God of Light's skill of a charlatan had reached the maximum level. Could this oracle be even more pretentious! ?
"I found you in the dwarf ruins, but lost you for various reasons. The God of Light will never abandon his believers, so I finally found you again." Eric placed his right hand on his heart, and the temple knights behind him did the same thing in unison. "We have finally welcomed the return of the Lord of God. Lord of God, your glory will show us the way."
Du Ze said decisively: "You've got the wrong person."
Who would want to be a small BOSS who will be cannon fodder at first glance?
"You are our Lord God's Messenger!" Hearing Du Ze's refusal, Eric looked a little anxious. He stretched out his hand as if he wanted to grab the corner of Du Ze's clothes, but his hand was suddenly retracted the moment it was stretched out. Even so, the cold light that passed between Eric and Du Ze still cut a small cut on the Son of God's hand.
The weapon stained with the blood of the Son of God was inserted diagonally into the wall. It was the sword of No. 99. Everyone's eyes were focused on the silver-haired elf in the center of the field. The elf threw out his sword, and his eyes were even colder than the sword's light.
"Don't touch him!"
Eric held his bleeding hand, looking at Xiu in a daze - he was clearly a strange elf, but he felt a deep sense of familiarity. He was familiar with this kind of anger that was like being touched on the reverse side of his body. Back then in the dwarf ruins, the flax-haired dwarf had expressed his hostility so strongly.
——He is not someone you can touch.
Everyone exclaimed, and the silver-haired elf summoned a snow-white unicorn. Xiu mounted the unicorn and came to Du Ze in an instant, taking the black-haired young man on the horse. The unicorn trembled for a moment, but finally maintained its unicorn posture firmly, without being frightened and transforming. Xiu held Du Ze in his arms, and he glanced coldly at Ulrich and Eric, and finally drove the unicorn to jump up, ready to leave here.
"Lord God's Messenger!"
Eric shouted. The unicorn reached the high ceiling in almost no time. The spiral horn on its forehead lit up and tore through the ceiling as easily as tearing paper. The bright light shone directly down, and the venue was in chaos. Everyone panicked and dodged everywhere to avoid being hit by the falling debris. Seeing this, Eric didn't care to chase after them. He chanted light magic to protect the people below.
The ceiling was broken, but the unicorn could not move forward. A light screen enveloped the entire venue, forbidding Xiu to leave with Du Ze. Xiu looked down following the wave of magic, and happened to meet Vivian in the VIP seat. Saint Vivian held a slender staff, and the temple priests surrounded her, together maintaining the wall of light. Seeing Xiu looking over, Vivian raised her beautiful chin and said loudly: "Please return the envoy to us."
Du Ze felt a lightness on his back, but it was Xiu who jumped off the unicorn and stood on the gap in the ceiling. After the owner left, the unicorn could no longer hold back and turned into nightmare and began to tremble. Du Ze did not pay attention to these. He was stunned to see Xiu took out the Thousand Changes. The silver-haired elf held the bow formed by the Thousand Changes, pulled the bowstring and mercilessly aimed at Vivian below.
WTF, isn’t that the cute girl you like?!
"call out--"
“KANG!”
The arrow shot straight down was cut off by Eric's sword. Xiu frowned slightly. The light of the contract flashed again, and three hellhounds jumped down from the air. The three heads cast different types of magic in different directions.
"Cerberus?!"
I don't know who called out the names of the three hellhounds in surprise. Because the entire venue was covered by a light screen, no one present could leave. They stared at the legendary hellhound with wide eyes, their faces filled with shock: first it was a unicorn, then a nightmare, and now three hellhounds were summoned again. Who was that elf?
The cute master is killing people.
Du Ze first looked at the three hellhounds showing off their might below, then looked at the Nightmare on horseback, and finally raised his gaze, trying to catch a glimpse of the furry ball that had been squatting above his head.
There is always a cute pet here whose meaning is unclear.
Eric dodged the red flames spit out by Cerberus, but before he could steady himself, he had to roll sideways again to avoid the light arrows shot by Xiu. While rolling, Eric took out a peculiar-shaped flute from his pocket, propped one hand on the ground, and put the flute to his mouth with the other hand, and blew it.
“——”
Some people looked at Eric's actions blankly. They didn't hear any sound because the piccolo was not played for humans, but to summon... a dragon.
Xiu suddenly looked up at the sky, and Nightmare pawed his hooves anxiously. At a point in the sky, a golden light lit up, and it was getting closer and bigger. When the creature circled in the sky above, everyone realized that it was a golden dragon. It had a strong body, flew with a pair of huge wings like bat wings, and its body was covered with golden scales.
Vivian removed the light curtain, and the golden dragon flapped its wings and fell down. The wind blew its silver hair and Du Ze felt a pulling pain on his scalp - the little phoenix held its mother's hair tightly to prevent itself from being blown away, and fluttered freely in the wind like a balloon.
It hurts, it hurts so much!
Cerberus had to jump to the side to avoid being stepped on by the golden dragon. The golden dragon landed in the middle of the field, and its huge body almost occupied 2/3 of the field. Eric climbed onto its back with a swift movement and patted the golden dragon's neck. "Let's fight together, buddy."
"You haven't called me for a long time, Eric." Jin Long opened his mouth, but what came out was human language.
Eric is a knight, and the rarest dragon knight in the whole continent. Since the dragons returned to the Dragon Island, they rarely appear in front of people. Few people have seen dragons, and even fewer have signed contracts with them to become dragon knights. Among the eight races, the dragons have the strongest physical conditions. Their scales need magic weapons to break. Each dragon has dragon power and can spray dragon flames. It can be said that the whole body of a dragon is a deadly weapon.
The whole audience was looking at the Holy Son on the back of the golden dragon with adoration. Xiu's expression became serious. Even though the light curtain had been removed, the nightmare could not outrun the dragon no matter what. He saw Eric looking up at him. The handsome Holy Son with blond hair and blue eyes clearly revealed a message in his eyes: You can't take the Lord Messenger away. He belongs to us.
Xiu's hands turned pale from holding the bow with so much force.
Absolutely not——
"Pfft."
Xiu looked down at the sword that pierced his heart from behind. The shape of the sword was very familiar, because he made it himself. A sneer came from behind him. Xiu knew it was Ulrike. In the previous battle, he had been on guard against this martial god, but just now he accidentally attracted all his attention to Eric, so Ulrike successfully attacked him.
Ulrich pulled out the sword. He looked at the blood-stained silver sword in his hand with fascination and exclaimed, "What a good sword."
Du Ze's pupils shrank, and he stretched out his hand, trying to catch the falling silver-haired elf. However, even if he grabbed Xiu's hand, the force of the fall would pull him off the nightmare's back.
"Lord God's Messenger!"
Eric shouted nervously, and the golden dragon caught the two people who fell. In the golden dragon's claws, Du Ze pressed Xiu Bu's bleeding chest expressionlessly, but his hands were shaking. Seeing the wound on the silver-haired elf's chest, everyone present knew that the elf was probably dead.
Ulrich wiped the blood off the sword and looked down at Xiu. "Elf, I will give you one last lesson in life: being too reckless is not a good thing."
The emperor heaved a sigh of relief and leaned back in his chair. His complexion looked much better. Princess Kelly on his left stared at the dying Xiu with a hint of satisfaction in her eyes.
Eric jumped onto the golden dragon's claws. Du Ze saw him and just as he was about to speak, a bloody hand covered his mouth. Xiu leaned on Du Ze's shoulder and said in a weak but powerful voice: "Don't talk to him."
Your injury——
As if he had heard Du Ze's inner voice, Xiu's bloodless lips curled up into a smile. He looked at Eric opposite him, and then glanced at Ulrich above him.
"You think you can kill me like this?"
Amidst the music played by the light, a discordant black sound suddenly appeared.
Eric was so shocked that his mind went blank. He rushed forward almost instinctively and separated Du Ze and the undead lich surrounded by death. Xiu was knocked off the dragon claw and fell on the VIP seat. Princess Kelly looked at the lich that fell beside her, her eyes became bigger and bigger, and finally she screamed miserably.
"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and destroy it."
Xiu raised his eyes, and the figure of Princess Kelly was reflected in his lifeless black eyes - this person had not changed at all.
The black death energy healed Xiu's shattered heart. Even though the wound was no longer fatal, his body was still extremely weak. The soul fire deep in Xiu's pupils was beating faintly. He needed a soul...
The lich looked at the princess as if he was looking at a dish that was not delicious but unusually rich.
"stop!"
Ulric slashed at Jinxiu's body with his sword, but the lich just glanced at him nonchalantly and began to extract Princess Kelly's soul. No one dared to intervene at this time. They stared at the soul gradually condensing at the lich's fingertips, at a loss. As long as the lich snapped its fingers, the fragile soul would be torn apart.
Princess Kelly felt her body getting colder and colder, and the fear of death made her start to cry. How could she die? She was the princess of the Empire of Light. How could such a noble person die at the hands of an undead?
Vivian looked in astonishment at the undead lich who had extracted Princess Kelly's soul. The thick dark aura and deathly aura were exactly the same as the undead she had seen for the first time. The black-robed undead she had been hunting down was called -
"……build?"
This was the last name Princess Kelly heard in her last moments of consciousness.
The empty shell without the soul fell to the ground. No one had time to stop it. They saw the lich devouring 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 draw his sword and retreat, looking at Xiu in doubt.
"Undead...God of Law?"
Xiu stared grimly at Eric who had captured Duze. He held the sickle of death that had transformed into a thousand forms and began to chant a spell. Eric was dragged by Duze, and Ulric began to retreat. Only Vivian tried to stop Xiu, but Cerberus stood in front of her, staring at the saint with six eyes.
As Xiu sang, a huge black magic circle formed in the air. Sensing the aura within, the golden dragon suddenly became irritable, raised its head high, opened its mouth, and spurted golden-white dragon flames towards the magic circle.
The black magic circle held out for a moment before it was shattered by the dragon flame. Before the golden dragon could close its mouth, the magic circle suddenly reappeared and expanded to its full extent. A huge white bone dragon rushed out of the magic door and pounced fiercely at the golden dragon.
“Bang—!”
The two dragons crashed into the audience, but luckily most people left when the light curtain was removed. Eric and Du Ze jumped down at the moment when the bone dragons came up, and when he landed, he saw the pale lich standing opposite him with a gloomy face.
Without further ado, Xiu raised the Death Sickle, the ground began to shake, countless undead creatures crawled out from the ground, Eric immediately used light magic, and the star-like light purified the skeletons in pieces. Eric's hands were empty, he looked up in surprise, and found that Du Ze was bitten by the nightmare and then jumped to Xiu's side.
Xiu touched the neck of the nightmare to show his appreciation. He took Du Ze and rode on the nightmare. The nightmare screamed and ran out of the venue according to the master's order. The golden dragon and the bone dragon were fighting fiercely at this time. Vivian was stopped by Cerberus. Eric tried to break through the robbery of the undead creatures but was powerless. He could only watch Xiu and Du Ze leave the venue.
Xiu hugged Du Ze tightly. His body was already exhausted from the transformation and he didn't know when he would faint.
As for the people from the Temple of Light, we will deal with them later.
When the nightmare jumped onto the gap in the ceiling again, it was still stopped. The same light screen enveloped the incomplete venue, but this time it was not done by Vivian. One after another, the Knights and Priests of the Temple of Light appeared at the gap in the ceiling, surrounding Xiu and Du Ze. There was a small number engraved on their robes and armors, which was the Knights of Light.
The Knights of Light made a small opening, and an old man in a golden and red robe walked out. The element of light was attached to his body intimately, and with a random gesture of the old man, people could feel the rich element of light leaking out.
"Your Holiness!"
The Pope waved his hands at the Saint and the Son, indicating that he knew everything.
"Evil, put down the messenger in your hand. You cannot touch it."
Xiu turned a deaf ear to it. He stared at the light screen, the soul fire in his eyes jumping non-stop, and the death energy began to boil as if it sensed the wrath of the lich.
One, two people tried to snatch him away...
Du Ze heard Xiu behind him laughing softly. The laughter was no longer as hoarse as that of the Undead Lich, but was filled with brutal evil that wanted to destroy everything.
“… Die.”
Bright lightning tore through the void, mixed with destructive energy, blasting down, illuminating everyone's pale faces. Vivian shielded the lightning with her hands and squinted to see - the one riding with the Lord Messenger of God was not the undead from before, but a... demon?
The light curtain was torn apart in the blink of an eye. Purple lightning raged in the venue like a giant snake, with the momentum to destroy everything. The golden dragon abandoned the bone dragon and took the Son and the Saintess to try to break through the blockade of lightning. The Pope was full of disbelief. Even he could not face the terrifying power directly. Many temple knights and priests melted in the dazzling light the moment they came into contact with the thunder.
The terrifying thunder came and went quickly, and the huge competition venue was flattened to the ground. The survivors stared at the purple arcs that remained on the ground in a daze. Du Ze felt a weight on his shoulders, and Xiu fell behind him and fainted - changing his form twice in a row was really too much.
The Nightmare was captured by the Pope with magic before he ran a few steps. When the Pope saw the incomplete Knights of Light, a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes - this was the force he had worked so hard to build. Therefore, when the Pope's eyes fell on Xiu, the anger in his eyes could be imagined.
"Leave him alone."
Just when the Pope was about to take action, Du Ze said in a flat voice. Seeing the Pope looking over, the black-haired young man spoke again: "This is the order of the messenger of God."
The oracle of the God of Light specifically pointed out that the messenger of God should be welcomed back to the Temple of Light and that he should be well served - whatever the messenger of God wanted, they must give it.
"Yes, we will obey the orders of the messenger of God." The Pope emphasized the word "messenger of God".
"I am the messenger of God." Duze immediately put on the title without any scruples. He said to the Pope: "Let us leave."
"Lord God's Envoy, I'm sorry that we can't obey your order. God of Light, you must come back with us to the Temple of Light."
Du Ze thought about it for a while, and the current situation made it impossible for him to refuse. The people of the Temple of Light seemed to respect this God's messenger very much. As long as he guarded Xiu, the Temple of Light would not be able to attack Xiu, and they could run away after Xiu woke up.
Seeing Du Ze nod, the Pope readily lifted the magic cast on Nightmare. He smiled kindly and made a gesture of invitation to Du Ze - as long as they arrived at the Temple of Light, he would always find a chance to get the demon away from the messenger of God.
“…I finally found it.”
A sigh sounded in the air, and the people of the Temple of Light looked in the direction of the sound. One after another, demons fell from the sky. They were wearing the same black clothes with the same thunder totem on them. Du Ze felt a lightness on his back, and he turned around quickly and found that Xiu was led by a demon to a demon wearing a single-lens glasses. The demon carefully looked at the unconscious demon Xiu, his eyes full of surprise.
"Demons, what are you doing here?"
The remaining Knights of Light surrounded the Pope and confronted the demons in the air. The demon wearing a pair of glasses seemed to be the leader of the demon team. Hearing this, he looked down at the Temple of Light below.
"Please don't take us too seriously."
Rachel smiled.
"We are only here to greet our king."