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Prologue¡¤Saints Act 30 Son of God (II)

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    Act 30 Son of God (II) Our paladin¡¯s face is also full of fatigue.  She tied her hair in front of her forehead with her hand and looked down at the armor on her body - it no longer shined.  There are no gods in this world.  Moreover, there seemed to be signs of destruction in this plane, and there was a devastation between heaven and earth. No one needed to explain, and Ilya knew that the world was about to come to an end.  And this also made her feel a chill running down her spine.  Without a deity, paladins and clerics would have no access to divine spells.  Of course, this is not absolute. As a devout believer, Essinger can still barely communicate with the omnipresent power of the gods, even if the gods are actually in another distant plane at an incalculable distance.  Therefore, she can still cast water-making and bread-making, two auxiliary magics necessary for priests, but that's about it.  The little water from the water-making technique was just enough to survive, and the completely tasteless bread made daily meals a torture.  The pampered Ilya and Essinger simply couldn't stand such difficult treatment.  And what worries Ilya and Essinger the most is the Necromancer they are chasing.  This is a dangerous person.  He is a mid-level mage who was expelled from the Mage Tower because he studied forbidden magic.  And he got some information from nowhere, so he walked into Aisengo, and found the research notes of a blasphemous mage from the previous era in the Forgotten Swamp, and finally became more powerful and evil.  According to the church's initial estimate, this guy's level has already exceeded level ten.  A level 10 blasphemous mage is a very dangerous person no matter where he is.  Because you never know what kind of blasphemous magic he has.  During the previous battle in Death Canyon, this blasphemous mage cast a terrifying area of ??effect magic. The effect was similar to Banshee's Wail. ??Although it was not as exaggerated as the nine-ring magic, it also caused the death of many lower-level priests.  Because Ilya had protective armor, and Essinger stood farther away, both of them escaped being directly killed by this powerful magic.  But in the ensuing battle, Ilya understood the power of the blasphemous mage better than anyone else.  If her estimate was not wrong, the blasphemous mage came to this world just like them.  At this time, Ilya suddenly remembered the mysterious half-elf mage.  The mage named Ives, who always has a gentle smile on his face, is always very resourceful.  Ilya believes that he will definitely become a powerful mage, and if he is here, with his wisdom, he should be able to help a lot, right?  At least Ilya rarely sees a mage as knowledgeable and talented as him, as if there are no problems in this world that can stump him.  And this Avis is very likely When Ilya was thinking about something, the ground under her feet suddenly started to tremble.  Before she could say anything, a hole appeared beneath her and Essinger's feet.  The surrounding quicksand began to slide downwards like it was inside a large funnel.  But Ilya's expression changed instantly, and she immediately jumped up and dodged back.  At the same time, her eyes also glanced around the stone slab touched by Essinger, confirming that they had touched a mechanism in this place.  But the top priority is not to care about what is under this mechanism, but to consider how to escape from this large area of ??quicksand!  "Come on, Isengard!" Ilya shouted loudly.  Essinger nodded his little face, and then started running quickly.  As soon as Ilya exerted force on his feet, he was about to leave the range of the quicksand.  But then she saw Essinger, who was running quickly with his little feet up, unsteady and fell to the ground.  Ilya's face changed, and she subconsciously grabbed Isinger's soft little hand, but before she could feel the little girl's warm palm, she was carried by the endless sand downward into the deep darkness.  Sink. Fall Sink. Fall. ?¡­ ?The morning sunlight seems a bit dazzling.  After waking up from bed, Ives touched the hair on his forehead, then looked at the red marks on his hand, and then remembered that he slept with his right hand pressed down last night, and now his right hand had already  It was red from the pressure.  The beds in this world are really not comfortable. Ives tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep last night.  He hardly used magic yesterday, so he didn't need to memorize new spells, so he originally planned to sleep until dawn, but now it seems that he might as well meditate for a while.  Avis looked around his body. The boy with a flat head was still asleep, but Ge Tongluo had already woken up and was eating bread and drinking water.  Elvis touched himselfBefore he could speak, Ge Tongluo said, "Are we going to go find the Thieves Guild today?" "Ah? Oh yes." Avis nodded, and he stretched out his hand  With his long and calloused fingers, he picked up the black wool hat from the table nearby and put it on his head.  The black hat brim covered his pointed ears, and Avis looked at Ge Tongluo with plain eyes: "Didn't we not find it yesterday? So we need to search more carefully." Yesterday in  After separating from the mentally retarded nobleman, Ives, Ge Tongluo, and the boy with a crew cut who followed them silently walked around the streets and alleys of Middle City, but they did not find the Thieves Guild at all.  traces.  Ives and Ge Tongluo were not stupid enough to ask the locals here where the Thieves Guild was, but the only person they could ask was the boy with a flat head who seemed to be mute and kept silent, so they spent all night yesterday  After all their efforts, they still found nothing.  Ge Tongluo was silent for a while, and then said: "This kind of underground organization is usually very hidden. Unless he wants you to know, it will be difficult to find any clues no matter how long you look I don't want to accept it.  The next two months have been wasted on this matter, so we need to do something interesting." Ives glanced at Ge Tong curiously, but saw the mysterious drow half-elf with yellow skin.  He smiled and said: "We can do something big to make the Thieves Guild notice us!" "Huh?"  I'm guilty I'm addicted to playing DDo.  Start working on it now, don¡¯t wait until the second update is out at 10 o¡¯clock.  ??Also, let me say it again, this book is not abusive.  This book is very cheerful.
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