Chapter: 1120

The light-blond figure seemed to hit an invisible wall, and stopped only one step away from Joshua.

The little boy Jack stuck in the air, and a reddish black light burst out from his body, corroding the transparent barrier that blocked him.

Behind Joshua and Derrick, "Demon Hunter" Colin knelt down on one knee at some point, and inserted the straight sword smeared with silver-gray ointment into the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the entire area where the altar was located instantly brightened, as if it was filled with the purest morning light.

Colin drew his sword suddenly, and his figure split strangely, turning into overlapping afterimages distributed around the altar.

Each figure raised the sword in their hands at the same time, combining with the nearby morning light, it burst into bright brilliance.

Whoosh whoosh!

A straight sword stabbed out, and the light of the morning sun swarmed and gathered, surrounding the little boy Jack from all directions.

In the brilliance of the rising sun, the black and red figure quickly evaporated and disappeared in the storm-like attack.

In the underground hall where the altar is located, the light became so bright that Derrick Berg couldn't help but close his eyes.


He shook his head abruptly, woke up from a deep sleep, and saw the quietly burning fire in front of him and the team members guarding the camp dutifully.

"Demon Hunter" Colin, who was sitting cross-legged next to a stone pillar, opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Go after 50 lightning strikes."

Hearing these words, Derrick looked up at the sky, and found that the frequency of lightning had not increased significantly, and darkness was still the master of this land.

Thinking of the city-state he was about to arrive at, and the temple of the fallen creator, he couldn't help being a little nervous.

After spending a certain amount of time calming down, Derrick ate quickly and regained his fighting state.

I don't know what will happen in that temple... Holding the "Hurricane Axe", he came to the middle of the team.

Inside the camp, lanterns covered with thin animal skins were lit one after another.

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Klein boiled hot water, adjusted the temperature, and took a comfortable bath.

With laziness after taking a bath, he took four steps backwards and entered above the gray mist, intending to use divination to confirm the matter of the evil spirit.

In the silent ancient palace, Klein leaned back in his chair and seriously thought about which divination method to choose and how to design divination sentences. This must conform to the principles of mysticism, cannot involve subdivision and exclusion, and must have enough information.

After a short period of stillness, Klein leaned forward, manifested a pen and paper, and wrote down what he wanted to confirm: "The evil spirits in the ruins have strong malice towards Sharon and me."

Klein took off the pendulum on his left wrist, held it with one hand, and began to meditate.

After repeated murmurs, he opened his eyes and looked forward.

This time, the citrine pendant is doing a crazy clockwise spin!

This shows that the evil spirit's malice is stronger than Klein originally thought!

At that time, the spiritual intuition of Miss Sharon and I was normal... That evil spirit is also a strong person who interferes with divination and prophecy... Hehe, he must have never imagined that one of us who restrains our desires will not be blinded by greed, and one who has experienced too much. There are so many things, knowing what "seeking skin with a tiger" is... Klein sighed, returned to the real world, and lay down on the bed.

It's a pity that the heat brought by the "sun brooch" is only a psychological feeling, and cannot warm the bed... Before going to sleep, he closed his eyes and thought regretfully.

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