Paladin

After the maze technique was dispelled, many undead wandering around in the gravel swamp day and night turned into a vague mist, accompanied by a soft sigh, and slowly rose towards the sky.For a moment, there seemed to be a gray aurora hovering over the swamp.

The figures of Evan and Hewitt were also stripped from the fog, slowly revealing their real appearances. After the fog fell to the ground, it quickly dispersed, sinking into all directions and dissipating without a trace.

Evan saw Felix sitting sideways on the stone steps in front of a hut with difficulty; his face was bloodless at the moment, and he was covering his neck with his hands. The dark blue dragon's blood soaked half of his clothes, but his expression remained the same. He was calm, but looked at Evan and the others very weakly.

After the maze was unraveled, Evan couldn't find Cecis, Kyle, and Delevingne for a while, but just looked at Felix vigilantly to prevent him from having any new means.

Hewitt stood steadily, and the demon Louis was finally able to emerge from his shoulders, circling around to check the situation.

"Sure enough...even if you deliberately fight one-on-one in the maze, I'm still no match for you, Evan." Felix said in a low voice with difficulty. Due to the excessive blood loss, his tongue seemed to be a little dull. "Not only did you unravel my maze technique, but you also let go... these dead souls, you really deserve to be... Your Excellency the Saint of Dawn."

Evan can see from his rich experience that Felix's physical condition has indeed entered a dangerous situation, but he is still a little worried that there will be ambushes around him-such as a bunch of secret blood mages; I exchanged glances with Evan, but walked over silently, and said to Felix: "It seems that you are from the Knights Templar, and you have been unwilling to be reincarnated as a dragon after being forced?"

Felix smiled lowly for a while, and laughed at himself, "You all saw it."

"Why are you so obsessed with resurrecting Isaac Rhodes? He is your lover?" Hewitt tentatively asked.

Felix still had a mocking smile on his face, and said lightly: "In the eyes of ordinary people, is only love and desire able to support people to such a degree?"

His voice gradually lowered. In the silence between Evan and Hewitt, Felix clutched his arteries in embarrassment and said weakly: "My memory of being an ordinary sergeant has been completely withdrawn—— By Hewitt your father, my second contract master from Clayfield; in order to ensure that I can be used by him again, I am not even allowed to keep the memory of Rhodes... I have already forgotten His appearance and voice have forgotten my ordinary and humble days...

"However, I still remember a feeling... the despair of being pushed to the extreme, and the longing... Forget it, I don't think you can understand. The only thing I can remember now is... the desperate want to remember own feelings."

"You used to be a member of the Knights Templar. Although you have not been named a Paladin, you should abide by and know the rules of the regiment." Evan stood in front of him and said lightly, "Look at what you have done now, and The Lich Gray made a deal, instigated Cariser of the Snow Wind Sect, and planned an attack on the holy capital of Corunna... If Rhodes is still alive, the first thing he would do is to expel you from the Knights Templar."

"Of course I know!" Felix suddenly became agitated, even with blue veins on his forehead, and Long Tong was glowing with strong emotions, "But I have no choice! Do you understand how much effort is required to achieve my goal? If I am aboveboard, I obey the rules, and to the end of the world I cannot save Isaac Lord, those hypocritical bishops and popes—no, those hypocritical politicians! With their inflammatory words and from ignorance He has been persecuting Rhodes with the power cheated by the persecutionist, and finally pushed Rhodes to that point... He is the Grand Leader, he is the invincible Grand Chief! But he will die by suicide in the end..."

Hewitt's eyes fell on his arms as he narrated, and one of Isaac Lord's ribs was being held tightly by Felix.Huitt was thoughtful, and suddenly said after a long time: "You not only hate the Holy See, you also hate Krefeld... It is the Krefeld family who have been using you as a demon, and forced you to have a relationship with Isaac... Rhodes is against you, so you also hate our mages, don't you?"

Felix smiled briefly, and the meaning in that smile was very complicated: "I also got the life of a dragon from your Clayfield family, got these spells, and also got planning, plotting, lobbying, etc. Waiting for insidious means... I also obtained the method developed by Norden, which is to forcibly inject dragon's blood into the human body. With this method, I have gained a good status among mages. Do you think I hate it now or not? ?”

Evan's gaze fell into Felix's eyes, almost looking into the depths of his soul. After a long time, Evan said: "After all, you were raised by a mage. I have seen dragons raise humans as pets and servants , Those humans seem cowardly and inferior; I have also seen humans raise giant dragons as mounts, but those dragons will be deliberately cultivated to have human characteristics, and they will also have warmth for specific people... There will be rescue circles in your plan This ring of the ring mage will also announce Norden's research to the mages of the Mystic Blood sect... Felix."

When Evan said this, he just sighed in the end.What's the point of discussing Felix's loves, hates, and motives now?

At this time, the demon Louis happened to fly back from a distance and fell into Hewitt's palm; Hewitt listened attentively to its report and said, "There are no other mages here. Felix, you didn't use the secret Blood sent against us?"

Felix's face became even paler, and he spread out his hand weakly, while still covering his wound with the other hand, he said slowly: "I walk alone, trade with others at equal value, harvest the hatred of the weak and the fear of the fool , I don't need anyone's sympathy or forgiveness, nor anyone's company and loyalty. I don't owe anyone, never owed...nor ever will."

Felix's head drooped, his breathing gradually became exhausted, and the hand covering the wound weakened weakly. At this moment, the wound on his neck was almost dry, and fresh dragon blood no longer flowed out violently.

Evan and Hewitt looked at each other, and with an inexplicable sigh, he walked forward, wanting to touch Felix's breath.

The next moment, Felix's hand moved again. Under Evan's vigilant eyes, his palm protruded from the wide robe and spread out, exposing the things in his palm to Evan's eyes.

"This is... the seal of the Grand Master..." Felix said in an almost breathless voice, "Rod's...relic. I really want...to remember what he...was like."

In front of Evan, Felix was still cradling one of Isaac Lord's ribs, his eyes out of focus; this time he reached out and touched Felix's wrist—he had lost his pulse.

Evan showed a little pity, sighed again, and picked up the seal from Felix's hand.

This is the symbol of the Grand Leader, but it was replaced because it was lost halfway. The one in Evan's hand was carved from milky white spar——Evan was about to turn it over and examine the words on it carefully, when suddenly a A mighty force squeezed towards him!

The magical mechanism sealed in the seal erupted with powerful and unparalleled magic power in an instant, and hit Evan and Huitt as if they were real, making their spirits blank in an instant, as if they were hit by an unprecedented tsunami. Caught off guard and crushed the general.

Evan barely had time to react, but the cloak behind him suddenly lit up with holy light—when the owner was in danger, this ancient holy object finally revealed its hidden power. Under its illumination, the surrounding dark purple magic power Tentacles were fully visible, surrounding Evan like dancing snakes.

"Evan!" Hewitt's shout sounded in Evan's ear, "Get out of there!"

——What made the always calm Hewitt make such an urgent voice?

This idea flashed in Evan's mind, and then the tentacles of magic power had already hit him, and he didn't have time to think about it——

A burst of dazzling power of holy light erupted in front of Hewitt's eyes.

Heitt hadn't had time to tell Evan to leave there—leave the magic circle, or altar, under his feet.

The next moment, a pair of huge abyss-like pupils appeared in front of the two of them.

This pair of eyes hangs in the darkness, and the pupils seem to be spinning with a compelling force that is hard to see directly. It is secretive, dark, but full of deceptive charm at the same time.

Seeing these eyes, Hewitt seemed to hear his own blood flowing from his heart, but it disappeared without a trace at the ends of his limbs, as if his completely exhausted body was pale and powerless under the unknown force.

"Warlock...ancient warlock..." Hewitt murmured, "The demon lord who sleeps in the agate river."

And at the same time as him, the voice of the dead Felix echoed in the void: "Take my soul, take away my eternal reincarnation, demon lord, take away all that is in this land Life, I sacrifice everything here to you! Take away Isaac Rhodes' ribs, and then bring a living Isaac Rhodes back to this world—whether it is a demon, an undead, or Devil, I only want him to live, as long as he exists..."

Time seems to have passed for a moment, and it seems that it has been as long as a few minutes. The moment Hewitt's spirit suddenly became clear, he immediately alerted: "Don't look into his eyes, this is an ancient warlock! Evan— —”

Evan stood in front of Hewitt, and the power of the holy light surrounding him gradually subsided.

He originally held his phoenix long sword tightly, and made a fighting posture; but at this moment, facing the pair of huge eyes full of magic and charm, Evan seemed to have suddenly lost the will to fight, just dazed, weak, and defenseless Standing on the spot, let the countless tentacles extending from the altar grab his body firmly.

The phoenix long sword fell to the ground with a clang.