"That is… "
Da Renlai looked at the chasing Guanghua not far away, and felt that the whole person became nervous: "Soul Slayer Cultist!"
The one who appeared in front of Darren Lai was a wizard from the Soul Slayer Cult.
They were all wearing blood-red robes with wide sleeves, and there was an upside-down silver cross pattern on the back. A white skull was located in the center of the cross. There was nothingness in the eye sockets, but it seemed to be sneering at Darrenley.
This is the standard decoration of Soul Slayer Cultists, and from these wizards, Darren Lai felt strong traces of elementalization: "At least all wizards are semi-elementalized or above, and the leader...he..."
Almost at the same time that Darren Lai was observing the other party, the leader of the Soul Slayer Cult suddenly turned his head, his eyes seemed to emit a terrifying silver light, which made Darren Lai almost collapse on the ground: "Second... second-level wizard! Spiritualization the strong one?"
"Don't worry! It's fine!"
Just when Da Renlai's feet were almost limp and collapsed on the ground, her shoulders moved, and her body was lifted up by a huge force. Then, Leylin's gentle words came to her ears.
There seemed to be a strong contagious force in Leylin's voice, which made Da Renlai recover from the cold hands and feet just now.
"Thank you!" Da Renlai glanced at Leylin next to him, and suddenly felt a lot more relieved.
In her opinion, with an unfathomable powerhouse like Leylin by her side, even the Soul Slayer Cult might be able to escape smoothly, right
After the mind is quiet, Darrenley has the remaining energy to look at other things.
At the forefront, the wizard being chased by the Soul Slayer Cultists is a young man with sky blue eyes and brown hair. His body is filled with almost substantial energy particles, helping him increase his speed and resist attacks.
"Peak of the first level! A strong man with at least 75% elementalization! Who is he? And why was he hunted down by the Soul Slayer Cult?"
A trace of doubt flashed in Darrenley's eyes.
"You can't escape!"
At this time, the second-level wizard of the Soul Slayer Sect let out a low cry, and the silver spiritual particles gathered to form a ten-meter-long but extremely slender silver whip.
Snapped!
Then, with a graceful flick of his wrist, the silver long whip straightened instantly, and the tip was drawn directly towards the back of the fleeing wizard in front.
"Pendant of the Fallen Star!" The wizard yelled wildly, and a layer of dark red brilliance suddenly appeared on his body, faintly forming a set of illusory armor patterns.
Snapped! boom! A dull voice sounded from behind, the dark red illusory armor shattered, and the young wizard blushed.
But the silver long whip also paused for a moment, causing the wizard to run wildly towards the entrance of Imbolle Town, which was also the direction of Leylin and Darrenley.
"Don't think that a mere medium-level magic item can save you!"
Seeing that the blow he was sure of winning was escaped by the opponent, the face of the second-level wizard became even more gloomy, and even distorted phantoms of skulls appeared around him, carrying a desperate and deep breath.
"Sir! My lord! Let's go!" Darren Lai looked at the escaped wizard face to face, and could almost see every pore on the other's face, and there were a lot of bloody eyes in the back, like a violent soul-slayer The believers couldn't help but tug on Leylin's cuff.
"Let's go? Why do you want to go?" Leylin smiled lightly. Before, he only used the soul bloodline to summon, but he didn't personally rescue the other party. He just wanted to see the other party's strength and luck.
After the test now, this little guy's strength is not bad, and his luck is quite good, which made Leylin nod secretly.
This young wizard who is still on the run is naturally the blood of the Farrell family that Leylin sensed. It should be one of his younger brothers or sisters. From the outline of the opponent's face, Leylin can still vaguely find Similar to Viscount Farrell and even some traces of himself.
"Has Damion met the other party yet? Even my Pendant of the Fallen Star has been given to the other party!"
Leylin rubbed his chin. The magic item exuding a dark red illusory armor just now was an exquisite dark red cross pendant under the young man's neck, with fine gemstones on it. A moderately enchanted item made by the coast itself—the pendant of the fallen star!
After he was promoted to the second level, medium-level magic items had no effect on him, so he gave the Pendant of the Fallen Star to Damion, hoping that the other party would pass it on to the outstanding wizard descendants of the Farrell family.
Now it seems that Damion has completed this task well.
"Mr. Leylin, could it be... the person you are waiting for is him?"
Darenlai pointed at the wizard who was fleeing here with some sudden realization: "He is a member of your family, so you came here specially to rescue him?"
"Almost!" Leylin raised his eyebrows, and looked at the sky in another direction, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's really lively here today!"
"You can't escape! The people we want to kill in the Soul Slayer Cult have never had an accident!"
Accompanied by the voice of the second-level wizard declaring, the twisted skeleton phantom beside him suddenly floated up, shot out, and turned into several white bone chains, instantly locked at the ankle of the young wizard.
boom! The sorcerer lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground, looking very embarrassed, revealing the bloody bandage on his chest. Obviously, he had suffered serious injuries from the previous pursuit.
"Run? Are you going to run again?"
The second-level wizard came to the fleeing wizard with a gloomy face, looking down at him.
"As I said before, none of the people we want to kill has ever run away! You are very lucky, our leader will personally meet you, pull out your soul, and put it on the flame to roast for a while A hundred years…”
"just kill me!"
The wizard who fell on the ground turned over with difficulty, let out a dull breath, and there was no hope in his eyes.
The long chase, as well as the banning by the major forces before, have already exhausted him physically and mentally: "I'm sorry! Grandpa Damion! I still can't help you avenge your revenge in the end..."
"Lock him up! Be careful!" the second-level wizard of the Soul Slaughter Cult ordered the Soul Slaughter Cultists behind him, and then glanced at Leylin and Darren Lai who were at the entrance of Imbolle Town.
The aura on Darren Lai's body was obviously that of a rookie who had just been promoted, and because Leylin hid it too well, he was also regarded as a minor role by this second-level wizard.
"Kill them, and the residents in the town will draw out their souls. After finally coming out, they have to bring something back..."
The leader gave an order, and the Soul Slayer disciples below responded immediately, and approached Leylin and Darenlai maliciously, blood appeared in their eyes, like a wild beast meeting delicious prey.
"Mr. Lei... Mr. Leylin! You are very strong, you can definitely defeat them, right?"
Darren Lai retreated again and again, and any of the Soul Slayer cultists on the opposite side were semi-elemental, so it was safe to suppress her.
"Don't be busy! There are still people not present!"
At this time, Leylin said something lightly.
"Is there anyone else? Didn't show up? What do you mean?" Da Renlai's little face had turned pale.
"Jie Jie! This witch's meat is good! It's so fresh and tender!" A Soul Slayer cultivator sniffled, with a ferocious smile showing on the corner of his mouth.
"You can dispose of the body as you like, but the soul of the other party must be completely extracted. The soul of an official wizard is still good, at least it can be exchanged for a lot of points..." Another skinny old man reminded with a sneer.
"I..." Tears welled up in the corners of Darren Lai's eyes. She is an orthodox white wizard. In the Four Seasons Garden, the most dangerous time was just an accident encountered in several field experiments, but at that time, there were mentors She was there, but in the end there was no danger. She had never encountered a situation like this one so far.
"Don't come over here!" Darren Lai wailed, as if the last wail of a weak lamb could only stimulate the hungry wolf's appetite even more.
"Rest in peace!" Just as the soul-slaying cultists were about to attack, and Darenlai's eyes showed despair, the whole air seemed to freeze.
Whoosh! The ear-piercing blast of air blasted from the direction of Terry Jones City, accompanied by terrifying air waves, pushing the clouds on both sides away.
A little white light became more and more dazzling in the sky, and finally even formed a somewhat illusory world of holy light.
The unprecedented terrifying pressure caused Daren Lai to collapse directly on the ground, his chest was so heavy that it was almost difficult to breathe.
The soul-slaying cultists who surrounded her also fell down one after another, and the face of the second-level wizard changed wildly. Looking at the dazzling white light world, his expression was extremely dignified: "The field of holy light! The third-level wizard!"
In front of the illusory world of holy light, there was an extra wizard at some point, and a large amount of holy light formed an illusory scene behind him.
"Master Avic of Terry Jones City! Did you come here to break the balance of the south coast?"
The wizard of the Soul Slayer Cult shouted coldly, but all the wizards present could hear the strong outside but dry inside his voice.
Level 3 wizard! On the South Coast is the pinnacle of existence! And Avic himself is one of the best among the third-level wizards, and he is also in charge of Terry Jones City, the base camp of the White Wizards. He is definitely the top executive of the White Wizards!
This kind of character, a little second-level wizard of the Soul Slayer Sect, would kill if he said he would kill, not to mention that the relationship between the two sides was still very tense, and they were even directly hostile forces.
"roll!"
Avic answered coldly to the second-level wizard's question.
"You!" The second-level wizard of the Soul Slayer Sect blushed, and finally gritted his teeth, "Take him! Let's go!"
"You can go! Leave him to me!" Avic pointed at the wizard on the ground.