The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Arecio never thought that he could actually experience a **** resurrection.

He stood on the spot, looking up at the gods of the earth, and the familiar and kind feelings surged in his heart, perhaps because he was a dark creature. After the **** Behemoth gently paid his respects to the flying elves around him, he turned his icy blue pupils made of spar and cast his gaze in the direction of Arecio.

[Awakens my guardian, and provides me with strength...]

【Amazing...Amazing...】

He slowly lowered his huge head, but it was too huge and it was not convenient to get too close, so his mouth full of teeth grinned, and the **** Behemoth showed a smile to Arecio as gently as possible. expression.

【I wanted to talk to you more, but I should go now. 】

[The balance of light and darkness in the world has been ruined to such a point, and if this continues, it will completely become a sea of ​​light. 】

【Amazing...Amazing...】

The **** praised it again, and some elves rushed to Alessio, preparing to rub Alessio's cheek instead of the god. The saint came out from one side silently, using the cloak that had already been taken off, and tying the elves into a cloak.

Arecio:...

Elves:...

"Let go of the elves!" Arecio grabbed the neurotic collar, and the elves still had tears in their eyes. They nodded gratefully. This scent-smelling blood race really thinks of them too much...

"If you are suffocated in it, it is the **** who will ask you for compensation!" Arecio was heartbroken.

Elves:...

I feel that I can't love it anymore.

The gods looked straight at the saint.

[People who have seen Styx...] He whispered, [Why can you stay in the world? This is against the law. 】

Arecio's pupils contracted slightly, he looked at the neuropathy, and the neuropathy shook his head at him, indicating that he was clueless.

"What do you mean by this?" he raised his voice and asked.

[No need... Don't use honorifics...] The **** said, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to explain further, but suddenly stopped, showing a slightly regretful expression.

[The time has come, I must continue my duties. 】

[Although it violates the law, but... I can treat it as invisible. 】

He even blinked at Arecio, as if showing some tacit understanding. Then he lowered his body slightly, surrounded by the spirits, and the eight wings of ice crystals stretched out like never before. He let out a very loud roar, which successfully concealed Arecio's voice.

"Make it clear before leaving! What Styx, make it clear!" Arecio even wanted to fly, Ruzius grabbed him, and took a look at the cloak baggage on the ground, feeling deeply "disrespectful" At this point, Arecio is much more serious than him.

"Don't rush over, Behemoth is about to take off."

The giant beast composed of spar and rock took off with a large number of elves, and then fell to the earth in the air. When his first front paw touched the ground, the earth had opened its arms to welcome his arrival. The spar shook like a wave, and finally everything was quiet again. The crystal mountains flowed into a posture of a giant wolf lying prone on the ground, with its head touching the ground, as if a good dream was in full swing. A dim beam of light pierced through the sky and the earth, and a fierce but warm wind blew from where he landed, and Arecio remembered the legend about Behemoth——

[Behemoth, who envelops the earth, uses his body to block the cold wind in the north, so the four seasons on the earth change, and it will not be permanently cold. 】

Alessio regained a little strength, he summoned the black sickle, and signaled the neuropathy to take out the weapon. Ruzius knew the traditions of the werewolves, so he drew out his hunting knife and collided with the blade of the black sickle lightly. The sound of gold and iron fighting reverberated lightly and long, and there was another warm wind, as if it were Some of the ice and snow on the ground were slowly melting because of the sound of knocking just now.

"Knock the cold winter." Arecio smiled, "I learned from the werewolves. Winter is like a frosty door to the werewolves. Every year, every year, they need to bring weapons to go there and ring. Ice, ringing in the cold winter, calling for the arrival of spring."

He took a deep breath and found that the power of darkness in the entire area had been significantly improved. It seems that their direction is not wrong at all, but Behemoth's recovery has already made such a change. If the dark three pillars are re-established, the world will surely become more complete.

"Go back?" the saint asked, "I don't know what is going on in the camp."

Of course Arecio was also very concerned, but he had to completely deal with the mine side matters.

"First look for the corpses of Zideerwei and the silver crusader in the temple. The resurrection technique is very annoying. You have to raise the ashes to completely relieve your mind." He said, seeing the mental illness showing a pensive expression, he suddenly knew that the mental illness should be worried about the cost too much. For a long time, what happened to the camp.

"It's okay, we have free labor." Arecio pointed at the floating elves. Behemoth didn't take all the elves away. He thought it could be used, otherwise the elves would be so boring.

He looked at the elf, and the elf also looked at him, innocent and lively, obviously pretending to be stupid.

"Work." Arecio said concisely, pointing a finger at the cloak of the saint. "Otherwise, we will end."

"Work." He repeated the instructions again.

Elves:...

The corpses were found out one after another, some of them had been swallowed by the crystals, and the elf was also very responsible to knock down the entire crystal and drag it to Arecio. Arecio confirmed the death of everyone, and the elves were still carrying it. Arecio watched sharply as they dragged a fluffy thing over and placed it in the pile of corpses.

Arecio: "..."

Cat! ! !

Arecio took the little black cat lying on its four legs into a "U" letter from the pile of corpses. The kitten was still alive, and its breath was a little weak. Some dark power entangled the kitten, as if it were some kind of remnants. . Arecio recalled the previous pair of exceptionally brilliant beast pupils, rolled the kitten's eyes, and the other's eyes were very light amber.

So that's it, the temporary divine envoy, it was estimated that Behemoth guided it to lead the way for itself, no wonder it could survive the spar wave just now.

Arecio was a little moved, he wanted to raise it.

The saint lit the fire of purification, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Arecio holding the cat hesitating.

"Want to raise?"

"A little bit."

"can."

Maomao keeps Maomao, yes, he has a new emoticon pack.

Arecio stared at him, he was instinctively thinking about terrible things, but he had no evidence. Ruzius also diverted his attention in due course and asked him to look at the corpses that were gradually turning to ashes.

When Delvi was burned, Arecio's expression was very calm.

Like some kind of retribution, Delvy ran too hurriedly, and the resurrection technique consumed a lot of mana and physical energy. A nightmare horn that fell and stuck in the rock pierced her soles, and she was also because of this. Overtaken by a bat, he drained his blood and died. Arecio stretched out his hand to the side, and a bat flew over and landed on his wrist. It was this bat that drained Delvi’s blood.

"Delvey and some of the body tissues of the Silver Crusade, I have samples here." Arecio said, the bat is really convenient in this regard, "I will study it later, maybe I can learn more about the temple."

Ruzius nodded slightly. As a unicorn, Delvi could use the nightmare abilities. This may be related to the research results of the temple. It is very beneficial to get her blood. Arecio's abilities are really very useful.

Arecio poked the bat's billowing belly and confirmed that all the corpses on the ground had turned to ashes, and he was planning to return to the camp with a neuropathy. Suddenly, the tip of his ears moved, and although he did not recover his strength, he immediately turned around and gathered the bat into his arms, avoiding the arrow that was aimed at the bat!

The warm wind has not yet expanded the scope of its influence, it is only blowing slowly on their side. Opposite them, the hunter and the stern Silver Crusade arrived in the wind and snow. The hunter raised his sea-blue eyes, crossed the wind and snow, and stared straight at Arecio.

"Arecio..." He whispered the name of the blood clan, put it away, and drew out the holy sword.

"I am the one who came to take your life, remember my name, I am..."

The wind pierced his face sharply! The hunter retreated slightly embarrassed. Fortunately, he had received strict training. The moves used by the opponent were also familiar to him. It was a set of close tactics exclusive to the temple, and he could hide it!

Amon had miscalculated. Although the opponent was using the skills of the temple professor, the level of exquisite proficiency far exceeded his imagination. He failed to avoid the opponent's blade, and the hunting knife drew a blood line across his eyelids. If he hadn't retreated in time, I'm afraid he would have pierced his eyes now!

It's...really spicy!

He covered his mouth with one hand, and saw Ruzius' eyes clearly from behind the faint blood. The color is the same color as him, but the color is more clear and light. It is the temple's favorite eye color. It can be seen that the other party had a high status and status ten thousand years ago, but why...why should you help the blood? !

"You... don't you feel ashamed?!" Amon said angrily, "Look at what you look like now! Where are you still like a hunter? I have no chance to see the glorious years ten thousand years ago, but I also learned from the remaining documents. I know that hunters are used to destroy dark creatures!"

"What are you doing now? Protect a blood family?"

Ruzius said nothing, his pupils shrank sharply, and the fire of jealousy was burning his heart. Theo wanted to help him kill Alessio, and even stepped on his bottom line, and now the hunter in front of him repeatedly claimed that he was "the one who took the life of Alessio", which was simply touching Ruzius's inverse scale.

He has the only and closest connection with Arecio, and he doesn't need extra hunters.

No need!

The arm was touched lightly. Ruzius didn't turn his head, only slanted his eyes, and found that Arecio was holding a cat's paw and patting his arm.

"Wait, I have something to ask." He handed the cat to Ruzius, "Help me hold the cat."

Ruzius didn't move, his eyes darkened, and the hand holding the hunting knife slowly increased his strength.

Arecio didn't know what he was awkward, so he raised his voice.

"Luzius, hold the cat for me."

Called...his name...

Ruzius finally turned around slowly, and the hunting knife was wrapped around it, and he took the cat in his hand. Arecio was relieved for the time being. He let the bat carry the precious blood to hide in his shadow, and then walked towards the hunter, his defensiveness was beyond words.

"I have something to ask." He raised his head, and the hunter saw his deep rosy eyes and the blooming roses around his right eye. He tightened his hand holding the holy sword, feeling complicated and confused, and could only remain silent.

"It seems that there are still some records from thousands of years ago in the current temple. Looking at your melee combat, it is also the pattern of the temple hunter."

Alessio said slowly. Behind him, Ruzius licked the cat expressionlessly, again and again, sometimes too hard, and the little black cat’s eyelids were lifted up a little, revealing the whites of his eyes, and it started. Have a nightmare of ears being tightly braided.

"If ten thousand years ago, the temple's hostility to the dark creatures was not only understood, but now, the light and darkness are out of balance, and the temple is still capturing and even killing a considerable number of dark creatures, what are you planning to do? Let the world completely Will it become a sea of ​​light? No one will survive then!"

The hunter was silent to his question, and the holy sword lifted slightly.

"I don't have to answer your question, blood." He said coldly, "you don't need to understand the temple's plan. The dark creatures will die out, and only those who believe in the temple will live forever."

He raised his eyes, took a step closer to Arecio, and was ready to liberate the Holy Sword again. It's a pity that he was at a loss when facing that strange werewolf before, otherwise his state would be more complete.

"There is no need to talk more, blood! Remember my name, I am..."

Seeing that the hunter did not intend to disclose more information, Arecio behaved very realistically, and he directly terminated the conversation.

"No need, I don't need to know your name." As he said, he smiled, "I have seen the holy sword in your hand before. If you take that as a backing to me, then I don't even need it. Knowing your name is like that...what is it, you sent the **** plover that you sent to attack the nursery center, I don't have to remember you."

Memorability is inherently bad, so why bother to make yourself harder and keep some brains to remember the materials that are dropped in the game is not good?

The saint who was licking the cat causing the nightmare of the little black cat to stop slowly, the fire of jealousy that burned his heart shrank, and his expression gradually eased.

Amon was struck by lightning.

"What do you mean?"

Arecio has turned around and reached out to the neuropathy, now it's his turn to hold the cat.

"Luzius, return the cat to me, do you want to fight with him?"

"Ok."

"Then I will help you stop those Silver Crusades?"

"can."

Ruzius handed the cat to Arecio. When their fingertips touched, Arecio was suddenly charged with static electricity and almost fluttered his wings. He looked at the messy fur of the little black cat and the faint smile on the corners of his neuropathic mouth, and he immediately understood. Airway:

"Save static electricity to me, you are all boring!"

"Not boring, very happy."

"..."

Is it obviously a dog? This time he is really good for both cats and dogs!

Yameng looked at his back and watched their familiar joking conversations. He couldn't tell his emotions at the moment, he just felt annoyed!

"Arecio!"

The Kindred had opened its huge bat wings and carried the cat into his arms. The warm wind gathered behind his bat wings. Although the light forces still dominated the area, Behemoth's recovery brought a little dark element, and he rarely received some supplies from the outside world. In addition, he had eaten a lot of blood full of energy, which was enough to support him to open the domain again!

The sun and the moon turn, the full moon sinks west, and the army of shadow bats surges out like a tide, whizzing towards the silver crusade behind!

"Arecio!!!"

The hunter's voice gradually disappeared, and Arecio glanced back and ignored it. His royal city captured a large number of Silver Crusades, and he also felt that something went wrong with the opponent's back line.

There was a slight disturbance...

The Frost Winged Silver Wolf broke through the Silver Crusade's line and roared to Arecio, who immediately directed the Shadow Bat to cooperate with him. The Judgment Corps of the Silver Crusade was torn in half, and the sound of artillery from the rear also rang, and military support has arrived! On the slowly advancing aircraft, the cloak of the Lich Girl flew up, and the flame-burning pupils silently reflected the enemies that had been scattered and surrounded, and the fallen corpses on the ground.

She gently moved her fingertips, and the dead came back to life, becoming her army of undead.

She originally wanted to help a bunch of Mr. Ruzius.

Lucy looked in that direction, and the confrontation between the two hunters raised snow from time to time. Suddenly a figure was repelled, rolling out more than ten meters in embarrassment, leaning on the snow to barely support her body.

The hunter who had the upper hand did not give his opponent any chance. He began to lift off, expressionless, without a cloak, only half-length bundled platinum blonde hair fluttering slightly at the intersection of warm and cold winds.

Guangming suddenly compressed sharply, and in his hand, a heavy and huge holy spear with two sharp edges but a slender and broad surface emerged.

He whispered the liberation word of the weapon--

"[I will kill]."