Hydra Canyon.
The black beam of light shot straight into the sky, as if it was about to tear the world apart.
In the village, the villagers who were working in the fields and walking on the road stopped at this moment and looked at this vision in surprise.
The villagers' pupils reflected red lightning, and their eyes gradually became distracted.
A "thumping" sound.
One villager knelt on the ground, followed by more and more villagers.
They crossed their hands on their chests, with fanatical expressions on their faces, and repeated the words of prayer in their mouths as if they were dreaming.
"Oh----great god----you are finally coming to the world!"
"Please take us to the future----"
The guards in the castle put down their weapons one after another, with tears in their eyes.
In the forest outside the village, Earl Rupert also saw this vision.
"What the hell! What the hell is that!?"
He stretched out his finger and pointed at the black beam of light.
Elf Galar shook his head, with a hint of fear in his green eyes.
"By the gods----"
The dwarf Lorik stood next to him, holding a telescope in his hand, constantly investigating the situation in the village.
"Earl, look there quickly, are there green flames coming out?"
Elf Galar's eyesight is far superior to that of ordinary people, he nodded and said.
"Yes, there was a flash of green light."
Lorik slapped his thigh with his left hand, "That green flame is Arwen Baron Dancing Star."
Earl Rupert looked in the direction of the dwarf and spoke in a heavy tone.
"Lorik, are you sure it was caused by Baron Arwen?"
Lorik put down the telescope and said in a sharp voice.
"I swear on the Mahakam Mountains, that is definitely the bomb that the Baron and I made together."
Earl Rupert frowned, put the helmet hanging on his waist on his head, pulled down the metal mask, and pulled out the knight's sword from his waist, his eyes suddenly became sharp.
"Soldiers, take Dimeritium with you and follow me into the village. If you encounter anyone who resists, kill them!"
After all, Earl Rupert was the first to rush down the mountain.
The knight soldiers behind him shouted and followed closely behind.
Kikimore Outside the cave entrance.
Arwen looked up at the black-gray light pillar. The red lightning was like a spider web, covering the sky.
"Has the ceremony begun?"
According to the message conveyed by the Hydra mask last time in the Insect Envoy cave.
The ceremony starts in at least three or four days.
Why start now?
Moreover, doesn't it require nine wizards?
In this situation, we can only say that this bishop has deceived everyone.
Including these envoys.
Freyja walked to his side with a hint of trembling in his tone.
"Do you feel it? The magic power around you is rushing towards the light pillar."
Arwen naturally felt that even as a demon hunter, the magic power stored in his organs was restless.
If it hadn't been suppressed secretly, the magic power would have dissipated from the organs long ago and followed the general trend.
"Hahaha----the great world is coming soon----we will be with God----"
Victor knelt on the ground like a devout believer, opening his arms and shouting wildly.
Even though his eyeballs fell to the ground, he still had a smile on his face.
Freyja As a medical doctor, he noticed something fishy immediately.
"Something's wrong. Although I used Mental Crushing on him just now, his mental state was not destroyed. Now, I can't feel his mental power resisting, as if he was completely hypnotized."
When she said this, her face suddenly turned pale.
A strange feeling of dizziness kept coming, just like wearing Dimeritium.
Arwen raised his palm and clasped Victor's bloody Tianling Cap with his five fingers.
With a sudden force, his five fingers dug in, and the remaining eyeball popped out, crushing his head in an instant.
Blood flowed from the facial features, and the eating and talking stopped.
Letting go of his palms, Victor tilted his twisted head and collapsed to the ground.
Arwen brushed his right hand and put the body into the space ring.
Then he strode towards the depths of the canyon.
Freyja hesitated for a moment and followed closely.
Along the way, Arwen looked at the guards and servants.
Everyone was doing the same thing, kneeling down to pray.
The expression on his face was the same, numb and pious.
Even if one person is killed in front of them, it will not sway them at all.
Freyja felt shuddered when he saw this.
Deep in the canyon, there is a dense forest, with twisted branches, like the shadow of hell, constantly swaying and making a hoarse sound.
After about ten minutes, a natural basin appeared in view.
A nine-pointed star magic circle that almost occupies half the size of the square is constantly flickering in and out of the basin.
Arwen looked down, in the center of the magic circle, there was an elf woman imprisoned.
The elf woman has fiery red hair, exquisite facial features, and a slender body.
She was only wearing a thin gauze skirt, revealing a large area of snow-white skin.
She lowered her head, closed her eyes tightly, and frowned, showing that she was in great pain.
There are shackles on all four limbs, and the end points of the shackles are connected to four chaotic black balls suspended in the air.
Ida·Ai Min.
The sage among the elves.
Freyja patted Arwen on the shoulder and pointed to the right side with his eyes.
A wizard wearing a Hydra mask walked out of there and was speeding towards the magic circle.
"Have you seen it? This wizard is obviously a later one, which means that even the envoys themselves don't know about the initiation of this ceremony."
Freyja did not speak, the voice was completely transmitted from the heart.
Arwen nodded and also talked to Freyja through telepathy.
This simple and practical technique is found in "Common Low-Level Magic of the Four Elements" presented by Tissaia.
As long as you have enough mental strength, you can display it.
And with the blessing of Kikimore Queen Mutagen, Arwen's mental power is comparable to some intermediate wizards.
"Freyja, I will fight with them later, you find a way to get close to Ida Aimin."
"Since this evil god needs a container, we can start from these three aspects."
Freyja After hearing this, he looked solemn and nodded vigorously.
"This is indeed a wise choice."
"Be careful."
"You too, Arwen."
Arwen stood up, the green light of the Hydra mask appeared on his face, transformed into a green-robed wizard, and slowly moved towards the magic circle.
A gray-haired wizard wearing a gray wizard robe spoke first, his voice vicissitudes of life.
"According to the time, the ceremony should start at midnight four days later. Why is the magic circle activated now?"
Opposite him was a green-robed wizard with sinister eyes. He shook his head in response.
A silver-white halo of light spread around the two of them.
It's a teleportation array.
In the circle of light, a graceful figure gradually stepped out.
She has short flaxen hair and is not wearing a wizard robe, but a sexy dress.
Every time her slender legs took a step, the white skin on her chest was trembling.
Her voice was charming. "Master Bishop, really, don't you know that I am dating Viscount Declan of Lower March?"
"As long as I capture him, Lower March will soon be our territory."
The two of them were accustomed to this coquettish sorceress. Her stunning figure was just flesh to them, not even as exciting as Kikimore.
This is sexual desire. They can even use illusions to weave the woman in their dreams. Those who want to try it have already tried it.
These sorceresses are even more outrageous. They can use magic to simulate the feeling of flying into the sky, and they don't even need a man.
The remaining one is a wizard wearing a drab wizard robe. He is still taciturn.
But the magic scepter in his hand exudes strong fluctuations of earth magic power.
The gray-robed wizard swept around, and there were only four envoys present - no - five.
His eyes focused on the man in green robe who was gradually approaching.
"It's really rare that today's Insect Envoy didn't bring your beloved Kikimore?"
The sorceress put her hands on her hips, completely exposing her chest, and spoke with a smile on her face.
Arwen ignored her and nodded with the others.
I don't know the specific temperament of this Ethan, so not talking is the best choice.
The gray-robed wizard coughed dryly, "Where are Victor and Rono?"
"I remember they were in the canyon, why haven't they appeared yet?"
"And that guy," the wizard holding the magic wand lowered his head and spoke, "The guy who hides his head but shows his tail."
"Don't say that, Harold," the sorceress giggled, "I think he is quite good, young, full of energy, and exciting."
The former snorted coldly when he heard this.
"Quiet," the gray-robed wizard said loudly, "The bishop is here."
Everyone immediately calmed down. Even the coquettish sorceress silently tightened her spacious collar and her expression became solemn.
Arwen raised his head and looked at the sky.
A man wearing a black wizard robe walked through the air, as if there were steps under his feet, walking down from the air step by step.
The spacious sleeves of the robe rustled with the cold wind, and the exposed hands were covered with strange gems.
The Hydra mask he wore on his head was different from everyone else's. It was as black as ink, and his snake eyes looked even more monstrous.
The gray-robed wizard bowed and saluted, "See Bishop."
Others then chimed in, "See Bishop."
The bishop stepped on top of everyone's heads, without falling to the ground, and looked down at them.
Arwen The corners of his mouth twitched.
This guy is so good at pretending.
The black-robed wizard's voice was both cold and magnetic.
"Alright, the ceremony will start soon. Let's get ready."
The gray-robed wizard was stunned for a moment, "Bishop, Victor and the others haven't appeared here yet, and there are also Freyja sorceresses. They are needed for the ceremony."
The black-robed bishop made no move, but fixed his gaze firmly on the green-robed wizard.
His voice was as smooth as ever.
"They're not coming."
The four envoys all had doubts in their eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the black-robed bishop's words shocked them even more.
"They are all dead, don't you think so, Ethan the Insect Envoy."
Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on the green-robed wizard.
Especially the sorceress, who was retreating quickly.
However, Arwen was faster than her. He put his right hand over his shoulder, the illusion was shattered, and the cloak behind him was pulled straight.
The giant sword was unsheathed, and after raising both hands high, it suddenly dropped.
The dark sword light struck towards the sorceress's head.
The opponent's eyes were full of panic, and before she could even say her plea for mercy, the sword light completely split her head open.
The split flesh and blood turned into two halves and fell straight to the ground. The two split white masses were twitching.
In a moment when she couldn't breathe, the sorceress died tragically under the sword, killing her instantly with one blow.
The remaining three people took advantage of this time period to quickly distance themselves.
The black-robed bishop rose high into the sky, with no mercy on his face, but mockery on his face.
"I have to say that the person who transformed this mask is very good at camouflage and illusion. It's not just the folding of light and shadow. I really want to study it carefully."
"But it's a pity that where God comes, all illusions will be shattered."
"What should I call you, miserable witcher?"
As soon as he said this, the remaining three envoys also noticed the yellow cat eyes under Arwen's mask.
The gray-robed wizard's tone was ferocious and full of disgust.
"Damn it, it's a sword-playing Monstrum! Kill him!"
As he spoke, he opened his hands, and a strange blue cloud appeared under the three of them, making their figures drift.
The wizard holding the staff had already finished reciting the spell. The magic light of the staff in his hand rose sharply, the ground shook, and layers of rock barriers rose up, trying to trap Arwen inside.
The latter swept out quickly, as fast as a ghost, constantly avoiding the stone walls, but it still affected the speed of its progress.
The other three, with the blessing of the gray-robed wizard, are gradually opening a distance.
The green-robed wizard's body gradually hung in the air, and the mask on his head moved up an inch, revealing his green mouth.
"Go to hell, you filthy mutant!"
He took a deep breath first, and his belly swelled, like a pregnant woman.
Then he spit it out suddenly, and a green ray swept towards the position of Arwen.
The fishy smell hit his face, and Arwen easily avoided it with a roundabout step.
The green ray hit the stone wall, making a hissing sound and leaving traces of corrosion.
The three wizards cooperated with each other and were very close.
The gray-robed wizard increases his movement speed to create pulling space for his own side.
The wizard holding a staff uses earth magic and is responsible for capturing and trapping enemies.
The remaining green-robed wizard is the main attack.
Layers of stone walls have been erected, almost surrounding Arwen.
The wizard holding the staff did not speak, but voices poured into Arwen's mind.
"You are indeed fast enough, but you are just a poor Monstrum who does not understand the secrets of magic."
"Now that you are trapped by my rock, let's capture it without any help. This will give you a good time."
At the same time as the sound was transmitted from the mind, seven spears condensed from rocks pierced the sky and stabbed at the location of Arwen.
Arwen raised his left hand, and a blue shield appeared in front of him.
The spear collided with it and made a crisp sound.
Quen Sign, with the spiritual blessing of [Magic Surge] and Kikimore Queen Mutagen, has long been reborn.
Surprise flashed in the eyes of the three envoys.
It's not that they haven't seen a demon hunter before, but they have never seen someone who used Quen Sign to this point.
Arwen took a breath, mixed with the pheromones of [Pheromone Domination]----