Just as these dark figures were whispering, countless wisps of black fog were drawn out from the houses, walls and land of the Vizeme Manor, making the darkness in the manor even thicker, and dragging them into the unreal dreamlike state again. There was no need to call out at all. These dark figures could clearly distinguish when it was the most suitable time for them to attack. They rushed towards the manor regardless of the front and back, fearing that if they were one step slower, the merit of the battle would be taken by others first. There was only one blasphemer. Although the Vizeme Manor was large, the goal of these dark figures was very clear. Along the way, there was no intention to separate at all, and they went straight to the third floor of the main building of the manor. In their eyes, the blasphemer marked by the goddess was like a torch in the dark, guiding them in the direction of their progress, and they would never make mistakes. The manor was not undefended. Along the way, they bypassed at least five physical traps and three magic traps. In their eyes, these were all clumsy tricks that could not be hidden from their eyes at all, and they did not even need to detect traps. The whole process went so smoothly that it was a little weird, which made these drow elves, who were very careful, feel a strong sense of uneasiness. They all stopped in front of the main building of the manor and exchanged opinions quickly. "I feel that something is wrong. Everything is going too smoothly."
"Is it abnormal for it to go smoothly? We did it on purpose, and the blasphemer didn't know we were coming." "I think our action this time is a bit too aggressive. We should wait a little and investigate the intelligence of the blasphemer. He can destroy the goddess's undead revenge field, so he must not be so easy to deal with." "Why didn't you say this nonsense earlier? You said it after you came in? Are we just going to retreat like this?" "Retreat? How is it possible? The temporary revenge field has been opened. Once we miss this opportunity, there will be no divine power for us to borrow next time, and it is very likely that we will alert the enemy and let them prepare. We can only advance now, not retreat." "For safety reasons, I think we should split our forces into two groups, one to stay here to support, and the other to deal with the blasphemer." "Listen It sounds good, but who will stay to support? Who will attack? If the blasphemer is solved, how will the credit be divided? " "Needless to say, of course it will be divided equally." "Well, you go, I'll support you here." "What time is it? Still scheming here, do you all want to die here? Don't talk nonsense, this mission is to advance and not retreat, everyone will go together, share the risk, and share the credit. If you find it is a trap, retreat immediately and gather to me. I have prepared teleportation." "The priest has thought it through." "Although we will go together, we still need to divide the work. Priest, we will attack first, and you will stay outside to support and prepare teleportation." "That's it." "Go!" It took only a dozen seconds for these drow elves to reach a new agreement. After all, this is the enemy's territory, and they dare not delay too long. Once the bow is shot, there is no turning back. If you have already entered, you will be scared away without even seeing the enemy. Not to mention that their goddess could not forgive them, even they would probably regret it in the future - there was an opportunity in front of them, but they did not cherish it. The drow elves did not break in, but the shadows gathered around them and gradually sank into the darkness. Shadow spell.
This is a simplified version of the six-ring spell Shadow walk. Although it can give the user the ability to walk in the intersection of the material plane and the shadow plane, the duration is very short, and it cannot make their own figure disappear completely, but move and run on the ground like a shadow. If it is used in the shadow plane, it is definitely not enough for long-distance travel. But if it is used to quickly approach the hunting target, it is quite qualified. To those traps, they are a group of shadows without material form, and the walls are as if they do not exist, and they pass through directly. This is the blessing of their goddess to them. This blasphemer may be just a lucky person who accidentally destroyed the goddess's plan. His strength may not be as strong as imagined. At least he has no ability to discover them in the state of a shadow. His luck at the beginning will now turn into his misfortune. Become a stumbling block to their success. When success is within reach, these avengers are not excited, but become extremely calm, almost cold, and hold the long swords in their hands tightly. Just one stab. Just one stab, and the poisonous kiss of revenge on the long sword will kill a bull on the spot. There is no agreement, but their instincts make them jump out of the shadows at the same time, and stab the blasphemer who is lying on the bed, sleeping like a dead pig. Stabbed! At this moment, all the avengers were overjoyed. They can clearly feel that their long swords have stabbed the real thing. Being stabbed by so many long swords with the kiss of revenge, even a dragon will hardly survive. But the smiles that just unfolded froze on their faces. Because they clearly felt that the long swords did not stab the flesh and blood, but the armor, the very thick kind, and the clanging sound that came immediately confirmed this. "Hey, idiot, look here." A crisp voice sounded above the heads of these Avengers. These Avengers instinctively looked up, but the next second they realized that this was a taboo and wanted to close their eyes or turn their heads. But it was too late. A small and delicate figure, only as tall as an adult's arm, appeared out of thin air, flapping its butterfly wings as thin as feathers, and emitting a bright white light. Magic trick: Light, which can emit a torch-like light. Even for the drow elves who have lived in the dark area for many years, the light emitted by the light is not enough to blind them. But the problem is that the pixie is too beautiful, so beautiful that they can't look away, so beautiful that they can't see other things with their eyes. At least one-third of them were blinded on the spot. Blind beauty.
The supernatural ability to blind the enemy with their extraordinary beauty. This is the signature skill of the water fairy. How can a pixie have the skills of a water fairy? They don't have time to think about this problem. The blasphemer had already jumped up from the bed, wearing a battle armor that was obviously not ordinary, and a shield engraved with a crown was blocked on his chest. The moment he jumped up, a hand cannon of amazing size stretched out and pulled the trigger at the nearest drow elf. Boom! The huge roar shook the ears of everyone in the room, buzzing. The powerful recoil made the blasphemer, who had not yet stood firm, squat back on the bed. But the killing effect was also amazing. The drow elf avenger who was targeted at close range flew backwards directly, and blood rained all over the sky and splashed everywhere. Half of his body disappeared directly, and he died on the spot. The revolver hand cannon perfectly explained what caliber is justice. There was no room for mental bullets to play a role, and the enemy was killed by physical bullets alone. At the same time, the sapphire inlaid in the center of the shield in the hands of the Blasphemer lit up with a strange light and gushed out. The drow elf facing it was the unlucky guy who was blinded by the beauty of the Pixie girl. When he realized something was wrong, most of his body was already in a state of petrification and could not move at all. "This is a trap, retreat, retreat quickly!" "Stupid, don't panic, everyone, join forces with me and fight back. At this time, counterattack is the most correct choice. He is alone. As long as we kill him, we will succeed. We don't know how many traps are waiting for us outside!" "Damn it, why does the shadow spell fail?" "No, we are not in the material world now, we are now in the shadow plane, so our shadow spell will fail. The whole manor has entered the shadow plane." The remaining drow elf avengers were in a mess, and seven people had eighteen minds. Some shouted to retreat quickly. Some shouted to join forces to fight against the Blasphemer, but in fact, their own steps moved out faster than anyone else. Some tried to cast shadow magic and escape into the shadows. Some were blinded and wielded poisoned swords recklessly. "You're here, and you still want to leave?" Gavin shouted and threw the Crown Shield in his hand. The moment he threw the shield, the serrated blade of the Crown Shield bounced out. It was spinning at high speed, and it was not a shield at all, but a terrifying gear. The drow avenger locked by the Crown Shield had his scalp exploded and dodged frantically. As for whether his companions behind him would be in trouble, that was not his concern. He only cared about his own life and death. But behind the shield, there was another warrior who rushed over, with a black muzzle. It was already against his chest and the trigger was pulled.
Boom! The revolver hand cannon made a loud roar again. Shooting against the chest, the drow avenger had no way to avoid it and was hit directly. Compared to the last unlucky guy, this Drow Avenger was luckier, equipped with a stronger magic armor. After the physical bullet tore the magic armor apart, it did not have enough kinetic energy to smash his flesh and blood body again. It just hit him hard like a heavy hammer, and his entire chest was sunken. Before the Drow Avenger had time to rejoice, the psychic bullet that followed exploded directly in his mind. The terrifying psychic ability directly tore his consciousness completely apart, making his brain boil, harvesting his last bit of life, and he fell to the ground with a bang. After pulling the trigger, the Blasphemer did not even look at the Drow Avenger, and pounced on the next one, as if he knew that he could no longer pose a threat, and aimed the thick and long revolving hand cannon at the next victim. Since any Drow Avenger who was locked by it felt his scalp explode, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and his whole body potential was stimulated, wishing to run as far as he could. It was so damn scary. The lethality of this strange weapon is comparable to that of a ballista. No, it is even more terrifying than a ballista. At least he is confident that he can dodge the ballista's barrage of fire, and even confident that he can survive the injury. But he is not confident that he can survive the bombardment of this thing. Boom! Another loud noise. But it is not the roar of a revolver cannon. It is the sound of a revolver cannon simulated by the blasphemer. The highly concentrated drow avenger was not prepared at all and was startled. He instinctively moved sideways to dodge. This kind of shooting weapon usually shoots straight. Hiding backwards will only make you die faster. Dodging left and right so that it can't attack you is a wise choice. When they found out that the other party was cheating, everyone shouted that it was not good. The other party would definitely not do this for no reason. As expected, a drow elf avenger who was not blinded groaned and was hit hard on the back. Although the magic armor on his body blocked most of the damage, he couldn't help but rush in the direction of the blasphemer. His attention was completely attracted by the blasphemer who was killing crazy. He forgot that there was a high-speed rotating shield in the air, and he happened to retreat to the shield's rotating path. The blasphemer took advantage of the situation, stepped forward, and pulled the trigger.