Faye’s League of Legends

Once the Iron Knight Undead Knight led by Hekarim charged and stood up, how fierce was that momentum!

　　Although most of the powerful people in the entire temple are trying to withstand the gate, when the Hekalim charge began, it became useless.

　　 As the halberd burning the fire of the soul pierced the door, when Karim exerted force, the people behind the door could no longer support it.

　　 The heavy oak door made a bitter "squeak" sound, and then finally collapsed-a few unavoidable unlucky eggs were even directly pressed under the door, life and death.

　　 (Or rather use "fragmentation" to describe this poor door panel, the thick oak board that had been eroded by the negative energy of the undead, actually became dry and crisp like a cookie.)

　　Hekrim entered the shrine with a bowed head.

　　 "Very good, very good." Looking at the trembling people in the temple, Hekarim's throat became a low voice, "These perishable souls now belong to me."

　　 "That's impossible." Oloy finally ended his prayer and looked at the shadow of the war, "They are still moving."

　　 "Stupid doctrine." Hekarim was disdainful for the words of Oloy, "Unfortunately, you can't stop me at all."

　　 "When did I say I would stop you?" Oloy raised his chin slightly, and the snake pupil seemed to overflow with divinity, "It's you who stopped you."

　　 At the next moment, a wonderful beam of light emerged from the idol prepared by Eloy, pointing directly to Hekarim.

　　If Planck is here, he can recognize this interesting glory the first time.

　　Because, this is the glory of Naga Kapolos's torture of his soul before.

　　 Hekarim seems to be prepared-but being prepared does not mean that preparation is useful.

"You can also be free, Hekarim." Oloy's voice seemed to have reached her limit, "Come on, in the light, regret your stupidity and sorrow, and become the person you desire." ."

　　 "Come to accept the torture of Naga Kapoulos, this is your inner torture!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The radiance scattered the heavy mist around Hekarim little by little, the maniac shadow of war raised his halberd in his hand, and began to wave at the radiance of Naga Kapolos like a madness-but the light was cut Constantly, even Hekarim continued.

　　As the radiance from the idol became stronger and stronger, the black mist around Hekarim also dissipated little by little.

　　 This has never been the case!

　　 In the past, every time the temple repelled Hekarim, it was by means of spells and brute force-and never used the same means of purification.

　　 It is for this reason that Hekarim confidently believed that one day Naga Kapoulos would raise tigers — after all, after each attack, Hekarim would become stronger.

　　 But now, Hekarim finally found himself ridiculous.

　　The power of Naga Kaporos is far beyond imagination!

The black mist accumulated through countless years of hard work is quickly purified under the radiance of Naga Kapoulos, and countless souls enslaved and twisted by Hekarim are freed in this radiance-although this Freedom seems to be a little late, but the souls still show their joy.

　　When Hekarim had the idea of ​​retreat, the radiance of Naga Kaporos finally penetrated the black mist and irradiated Hekarim.

　　Although the body is cold and heavy, the pervasive light of Naga Kaporos shines through the gap of the armor and illuminates the body of Hekarim.

Different from the purification effect of those dead souls, when it shines on Hekarim, the light of Naga Kapoulos plays a different role. Under the light, the shadow of war seems to be drawn out Soul.

　　 The light and shadow of a knight floated from his body, like two portraits corresponding to each other in front of the same curtain, swaying in the flickering candlelight.

　　 It was a young knight with golden helmet, silver armor, and white horse with golden saddle. His face was full of pride, his eyes fixed on the distance, as if the future were in his own hands.

　　Hekarim still retains a little bit of pride and glory.

Just a little bit.

　　 This kind of torture is fatal to Hekarim in his current state.

　　Under the light of Naga Kapoulos, the deepest desire in the heart was unscathed, and the undetectable kindness of Hekarim was magnified almost unlimitedly, to the extent that he could not believe it.

　　 Hekarim, who was trapped in entanglement and contradiction, dropped his weapon~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Fleeing in the glory of Naga Kapolos.

　　 fled with Hekarim, as well as his heavy loss of iron mass, and large areas of black mist.

　　 Countless Hekarim's encroaching undead were affected by this glory, or were purified, or fled in embarrassment.

　　Although it was not yet dawn, Soul Eclipse Night seemed to be over.

　　Oroi, who lost a lot of energy because of praying for the power of Naga Kapoulos, finally left behind after Hekarim left.

　　In front of Sarah, this strong and dark Anglo-Saxon woman became languishing at a rate visible to the naked eye, as if she had lost all her strength.

　　 "Preparing a sacrifice for Naga Kaporos." Looking at the large number of Sarah's men in the temple, Oloy looked at Miss Doom, "The big one-the gods hate empty promises."

　　 This is also a common practice. Naga Kapoulos has never done anything that has no reward. After all, grace and illustrations are also a kind of motivation to urge movement.

　　 But Sarah shook her head.

　　 "If this is the case, I'm sorry."

　　In the stun of Oloy, Sarah put a pistol on Oroy's forehead.

　　 "I'm not a person who revenge, so can I trouble you and your sect to roll back to the Python Islands? I swear to keep you safe."

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　　Hekarim will harvest a lot of souls every time on Ecstasy Night. These souls will strengthen his iron mass. Hekarim thought that he would get rid of the shackles of Naga Kapolos sooner or later.

　　Unfortunately he did not know that Naga Kapoulos could easily purify these souls-after all, Hekarim’s level of twisted souls was really not very good.