abnabooks Chapter 353 True Identity, Mysterious Role
Chapter 353 True Identity, Mysterious Role
Li Ang grinned, stretched out his arm, grabbed the handle of the dagger, and exerted force suddenly.
"Crack."
Accompanied by the crisp sound of fracture, Lich's head was cut in two.
Its body fell from mid-air to the ground, making a muffled sound.
Li Ang withdrew his fist, turned around, looked at the lich standing beside him, frowned and said, "Don't stand there stupidly, drink up those nightmare secretions quickly, lest there will be no chance later. "
Lich: "You, why are you..."
Li Ang said with a smile: "This dagger was given by the Templars, and I wondered at the time whether the nightmare secretions had something to do with it.
Sure enough...the smell of these secretions is quite fragrant, and the effect is not bad. Although it is not a healing potion, it can strengthen the body's quality. "
"etc……"
The lich seemed to want to stop Li Ang, but Li Ang had already taken out bottled water and two silver needles, and poked the lich's head with all his might.
Li Ang poked hundreds of needles in one breath and sterilized the silver needles before stopping his movements.
He looked at the blood-stained silver needle in his hand, and sighed, "Oh... I can't help it. Who told you to scare me just now."
Li Ang stuffed the lich's head back to the navel, and clapped his hands, "Okay, you can go to Samsara with peace of mind."
He stepped forward, picked up the lich's corpse, and threw it into the dimensional pocket, "This guy is very powerful, and I think he can sell for a lot of money."
"Well, I feel it too."
Emerton nodded and asked, "What's next? Do you still need my help?"
"No, I've already taken care of it."
Li Ang looked up and looked around, and found that a large number of undead had already rushed towards him, "Go and rest, leave this to me."
Imerton spread his wings and flew into the sky.
"Huh~"
A cold, cold wind blows away the fluttering white feathers, carrying a strong rotten smell.
The wave of undead finally came.
Li Ang narrowed his eyes, clenched the dagger in his right hand, took a deep breath, and jumped onto the platform.
"Boom~!!"
Countless icicles poured down from the top of the platform, like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, and the dense attack covered the entire square.
The ice cone shattered and turned into dust.
Li Ang's figure loomed in the smog.
"Roar~~!"
The roar was deafening.
More than a dozen undead broke through the smoke and rushed towards Li Ang, waving their sharp claws.
"Clang clang block~~"
Li Ang stepped on the ice wall and dodged continuously to avoid the opponent's attack. The dagger in his left hand drew an arc, easily cut off the enemy's neck, and captured the opponent's soul.
"Aww!"
A huge creature with a body length of more than three meters, covered with scales, and resembling a wolf dog, rushed out of the smoke, slashing its teeth and claws.
Li Ang turned sideways slightly, avoiding the fatal bite attack, inserted the dagger into the opponent's eye socket with his backhand, and pulled it away again.
"Shuh-!"
Black and red blood spurted out.
The huge wolfhound fell to the ground with a howl, completely dead.
"Ding!!"
The dagger in Li Ang's hand made a crisp metal impact sound, and the edge was knocked off because it was too sharp.
Li Ang looked at the dimmed dagger in his hand, and muttered to himself, "It's so fucking tough."
This dagger is called the "Dagger of the Holy Light", and it was made from the relics of a mysterious girl.
Originally, Li Ang wanted to find an opportunity to let Imerton devour the holy light and increase his strength.
But Emerton told him that the Holy Light is not omnipotent.
He has a special identity. He has the Devil and Devil's Bloodline in his body. If he swallows the Holy Light, he will be cursed by both the Holy Light and the Devil.
This curse will completely reduce Emerton to a fallen angel, even worse than a fallen angel.
Li Ang also understood why Imerton's strength did not increase much after devouring a large amount of holy light, but his size shrank a lot.
It turns out that the existence of the common curse of the holy light and the devil cannot be obtained through direct devouring.
Li Ang wiped the dagger clean and threw it to Imerton, "You should make use of this thing first."
Imerton didn't dislike it either, he licked the blood-stained handle of the dagger, and said in a low voice, "Where are you going?
I remember that you seem to have something to do, which should be related to the pastor lady. "
Li Ang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses, and said pleasantly, "You mean, she can summon the Holy Light to fight?"
"Yeah." Emerton nodded, "I remember saying before you passed out that you wanted to save a guy named Robertson.
That lady pastor can indeed summon the holy light, but..."
"Just what?"
"You know," Imerton said with a wry smile, "there is no absolutely pure light in this world, even the gentlest holy light will be corroded by dirty negative energy."
"I understand." Li Ang said seriously: "This kind of dirty negative energy will invade the will, weaken the reason, and even change the thinking, causing schizophrenia and chaos.
No matter what kind of professional you are, you must restrain yourself under the light of the Holy Light.
Unless you are a clergyman like you who has reached the 'detachment' Realm and can control the mind, you dare to expel this negative energy without any scruples and release the holy light. "
"That's right," Imerton agreed, "that's why I didn't participate in this matter... and let her cast the Holy Light spell alone."
"Oh, I see."
Li Ang was thoughtful, "If that's the case, then please stay here to protect her.
I'm going to clean up those disgusting undead. "
His figure soared into the air, rolled rapidly in mid-air, and with the help of a swooping posture, he instantly broke through a distance of nearly 500 meters and landed near a sculpture.
The rune on the surface of the sculpture shone with faint blue fluorescence, showing its extraordinary ability.
A huge skull is engraved on the front of the sculpture, and the letters [Allan Stuart] are written on the back.
"Alan Stuart?"
Li Ang touched his chin, "Is this the surname of a priest, or the surname of a certain kingdom?
Could it be that this old castle was once the estate of a duke? "
Li Ang pondered for a while, then looked at the back of the sculpture.
Behind the sculpture is a heavy stone door with a bunch of keys hanging on it.
Li Ang took out the copper key engraved with "Stuart" from his waist, pressed it on the center of the stone door, and slowly pushed open the heavy stone door.
"Squeak~ creak", the stone door opened, revealing the empty corridor behind.
Li Ang stepped into the corridor and slowly walked along the winding corridor.
Both sides of the corridor are inlaid with huge Ye Mingzhu, which reflects the corridor into a brilliant splendor.
At the end of the corridor is a heavy wooden door with intricate and gorgeous patterns carved on it, as well as some strange Magical Beasts and human-shaped patterns, full of the vicissitudes of history.
"Boom~boom~boom~"
Li Ang stood still in front of the wooden door, and heard the muffled sound of drums coming from inside.
Faster and faster as time goes by.