Soul of Burning Steel

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Joshua, who is being curious, is now watching Robzek's dream. Ω net.

This is a desolate and rotten land.

The thick yellow-green fog filled the gloomy mid-air, and the ground was like a swamp, full of dark green mud. Around the mud, there were many withered and corroded tree remains, and countless distorted and terrifying chaotic creatures. Wandering in such an environment.

This is the Plague Land. These are the families of the Plague God. They have different forms, but none of them have the form of normal creatures. Even the most normal chaotic creature is like a mass of flesh made up of countless internal organs and cysts. , Their bodies are all over waving tentacles and knots, swaying viscous rancid liquid.

And there is a team, in such an environment, constantly beheading these disgusting monsters.

The holy light flickered, and the giant hammer that struck through the atmosphere like a meteor sturdily blasted a chaotic monster into a mass of sludge, which was then burnt into a mass of scattered black smoke. Under the leadership of the leader, this A powerful team of young Paladins is sweeping away all the chaotic monsters around with the momentum of thunder.

And Joshua did not unexpectedly find that the leader was obviously Robzek when he was young.

At this time Robzek is still a little confused. Although he is still slaying the chaos monsters cleanly and neatly, he may be able to see that this powerful Paladin is a little absent-minded. He may be wondering why he came to the Plaguelands. It is also wondering why his strength has returned to the golden rank.

But the top priority is not to think about these things, but to kill the evil. The fighting skills he has trained for many years are perfectly swung by Robzek. He swings a giant hammer and easily kills several powerful chaotic monsters, the Holy Light. The juice splashed by these monsters was scorched, without even dripping on the body.

The battle is about to end, this is a perfect crusade, no knight is injured, all the monsters will be killed.

But without checking for a while, a certain young paladin seemed to be because the Holy Light was not strong enough, and did not purify the monster's thick juice in time, and his body came into contact with this liquid.

The thick juice on most monsters is actually harmless, just ordinary body fluids. The stench was disgusting at most, but the thick juice was different this time. There was an incomparable chaotic power in it. In just a few minutes, the winning young Paladin showed signs of disease all over his body. , One by one, translucent tumors bulged on his body surface, and thick reddish-brown mucus was flowing in it, making a bulging sound.

This paladin, who was only in his twenties at most, resisted the pain with extraordinary willpower, and then tried his best to stabilize the spread of the diseased part on his body using holy light and magical skills, and then he used cause A voice that became hoarse with intense pain, prayed to the surrounding companions: "...Save me, Captain Robzek, I don't want to die yet, my mother is still waiting for me..."

——It's already hopeless.

With just a glance, Joshua could see that the paladin in front of him was already infiltrated by Chaos Power. If it weren't for the Plaguelands, it might be possible to suppress the evil, but they were in the home of Chaos Power. , The malaise has a steady stream of strength, which can basically determine the death penalty of this young man.

Robzek can also see this, and he also knows a more terrifying thing-if the body of this paladin is not'completely purified' quickly, then it is very likely that other paladins will also be affected by contact. Be infected, and this young man's **** will also become the next chaos monster.

The power of Chaos is so strange that they are difficult to guard against, and in order to take this corroded paladin out, they must touch each other's body. This risk is really too great.

"Try it! Ollie can save him!"

"Yes, we are not far from the stronghold. As long as we teleport back to the Great Temple quickly, Orita will definitely be able to recover!"

The other paladins around are begging Robzek to show mercy. They feel that they can stabilize the condition of their friends. In this way, when they return to the Great Temple, the church leaders can completely cure the disease, although they will stay behind. The root cause of the disease, but at least the knight does not need to be burned by the Holy Light until the bones are gone.

But the silver paladin did not hesitate.

"A happy one."

Speaking softly, ignoring all the young knight's requests, Robzek broke the opponent's neck neatly in the shocked expression of the young Paladin named Oli.

"This is the only thing I can do for you, and I can only do it."

The blazing sacred fire was lit in his hand, and the Paladin who recalled everything whispered to himself: "I'm sorry, little Ollie, your mother will indeed be very sad."

"So, I can't make the other sixteen mothers sad."

Although he was apologizing, Robzek did not apologize at all in his tone. His hands that burned the young Paladin to ashes did not even tremble at all. The expression and will of the Paladin were extremely firm: "I have experienced despair. Because of temporary tolerance, soft-heartedness, carelessness, and fluke, none of the seventeen young paladins present returned to the temple alive, and just because of good luck, I teleported back to the temple when I was dying, and got The Pope’s rescue."

"This is the most regrettable mistake. I remember it for twenty-five years. I tossed and turned around every night and couldn't sleep for a long time."

The surrounding companions died one by one because of the chaotic plague, and they were in despair and pain, but they had to take the remaining people to constantly solve the chaotic monsters that struck around, but even after countless hard fights, in the end, there was still only oneself. People, very lucky to survive.

This kind of thing is enough once in a lifetime.

"So, rest in peace, at least this time, your companion won't die because of it."

He said so, but the surrounding young Paladins didn't feel that they had been saved. One by one, they raised their swords in anger and pointed them at Robzek, their eyes full of irresistible anger.

"Sure enough, it is a dream. The real paladin should face the pain of sacrifice. It is sad that the companions leave, but this is not an excuse to vent their anger, and it is even more impossible to aim weapons at their companions."

Looking around these young knights, Robzek said faintly, feeling the hatred and anger in his eyes, his tone did not waver at all: "You should have come to liberate your companions, but now I have done it for you... …Although it is a dream, let me teach you what it means to respect the elders."

"First, first point, don't take the initiative to raise the sword to the elders."

--well done.

Seeing this, Joshua nodded. It is indeed very likely that Robzek will be able to pass this trial on his own without the help of others. However, those young paladins are obviously the test created by the mist of God. The power of is definitely different from that of a real Paladin. If Robzek is not careful, he might capsize again.

"Almost like this, the characteristics of this divine mist are also understood."

Next, even if he accidentally fell into a dream, Joshua was confident that he could pass the level quickly. He turned his head and looked in the direction shrouded in black mist on the other side: "Next, I will go to the Mage Association to fix the problem. Box of Rebs."

After making a decision, the next step was action. The warrior's eyes seemed to penetrate the surrounding black fog, quickly pinpointing the scope, and then he walked towards the gate of the Royal Mage Association.

Along the way, the black mist gradually churned, not as calm as before. Joshua’s behavior of throwing Moore and Robzek out obviously angered the mist of God, but after all, the two did not escape from the dream, plus the warrior. The divinity, so it did not actively attack.

The entire body of the Mage Association is made of special magic clay and cement, so it is not afraid of the corrosive nature of the black mist. There is no trace of corrosion on the entire building. After entering the Mage Association, Joshua found that the concentration of black mist is high. After one level, a dull pressure came, and he keenly noticed that the black mist was a little closer to him. The transparent cover on the side of the soldier used to be about five meters in diameter, but now it is only four and a half meters.

"The closer to the body of the gods, the denser the fog will be, and the repulsiveness of my divine nature will be offset."

This is something that is easy to understand. Joshua will not stop because of this kind of thing, and follow the path that Brandon and Nostradamus have taken him and told him before, and he quickly passes through. The halls and corridors shrouded in black mist entered the rotating stairs leading to the underground laboratory.

Along the way, the black mist surged. In a strange silence, only the footsteps of soldiers echoed in the empty corridor. Joshua listened carefully, but did not hear the breathing of the surrounding creatures, and there was no other fire of life in his vision. Signs of burning.

It seemed that almost everyone in the Mage Association ran out, and only the group of people in the second underground laboratory that was closest to the box of Erebos did not escape.

During this journey, there is nothing to say, because of the protection of the spell, all the important things in the Royal Mage Association have not been corroded by the black mist, only some scattered documents and soldiers have turned into a place of powder and mud. After a while , Joshua came to the door of the Second Underground Laboratory of the Royal Mage Association.

At this time, the shield around the soldier was less than half a meter, and the thick black mist was already like liquid ink, surging like a tide. If Joshua could not judge the range and the surrounding environment with his eyes, he would not have seen it Knowing the location, it is naturally impossible to find the target.

"It seems to be here."

Talking to himself, through his heart's judgment, the soldier walked directly in.

In the door, there are seven faint fires of life shining. It is obvious that they are the seven mages who study the box of Erebos. Their life fires are extremely weak, and they seem to die at any time, only by a little flash. The runes maintain their lives, Joshua can vaguely notice. Except for an old mage, the expressions of other mages were painful, as if they were tortured in a dream. The possibility of passing the trial is very low, and that old mage should be Hasselblad in Nostradamus’s words, he sees Going up seems to be similar to Robzek, and has found a way to solve the dream trial.

And in the center of the entire research room, there is a huge shield made of white crystal. There is a tiny crack on the shield, and the endless black mist comes from this small crack~www.novelmtl .com~ It spews out like a volcanic eruption under the sea.

There is no doubt that the center of the shield is the source of this incident, the box of Erebos, but Joshua is too lazy to care about him now. The purpose of the soldiers entering the black mist is to save people first, at least to ensure that these mages are not dead. In corrosive mist.

He can solve the matter of Shen E’s mist at any time, but I don’t know how long it will take, and any of these seven mages, if he dies in the middle of solving the matter, it will be a trouble, so Joshua moved towards the seven. The individual walked, preparing to take them away first, and throw them out of the mist.

But when he was halfway through, the soldier stopped.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of the white crystal hood. Qiao Xiuya narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "How can such a weak divinity condense consciousness?"

"It deserves to be... the **** of luck, even in the case of a fall, he can have such good luck."

Just when the soldier was talking to himself.

A huge and sturdy black shadow with two heads appeared faintly in the white crystal cover.