Age of Adepts

This was a small pond located deep in the dense forest, and was the only surface water source within dozens of miles nearby.

Yet right now, it was occupied by a youthful and beautiful figure.

The sound of clattering water came from here.

A beautiful woman, who is wearing a shirt, is standing in a waist-deep pool of water, gently holding the water with her hands and teasing herself with it. The water was not deep and was a turquoise green color, and the swaying of the water completely covered the woman's body from the waist down, revealing only the upper half of her body.

The soft waist that was so tightly collected that it didn't fit, the curves that were amazingly large and plump, and the soft neck and back that were as glossy and delicate as ivory, were all so shockingly shockingly beautiful that they gave people a thrilling shocking beauty.

The other party, however, seemed oblivious to Devin's proximity, and was still there gently flicking up the pool of water and rubbing the fleshy mounds of her own plump and beautiful chest.

Devon gently squatted down, using the thick shrubs to cover his body, and squinted his eyes to slowly scan the surroundings of the pool. On top of a boulder on the east side of the pool, Devon saw a pile of scattered clothes and accessories, as well as a stuffed loincloth and a belt filled with various colored reagent vials.

But after inspecting the left and right, there was no sign of the traitor who had left the holy light and plunged into the embrace of darkness.

Was it a trap or had the enemy been careless?

It is completely unknown.

However, the present does present a rare opportunity to make a move!

The other party was naked and was four or five steps away from her own equipment. If... if she were to violently attack, it was highly likely that she would severely injure the other party in one fell swoop, or even kill her directly.

Devin's heart couldn't help but bang.

Should we carefully withdraw to pass back the information about the witch's location, or should we just launch an attack?

For a moment, he was also a little hesitant and wandering.

Just at this moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from the dense forest across the pond, and a deer hopped out of the shrub, straightening its neck to curiously observe and measure the witch in the pond.

The beautiful witch seemed to be startled by this unexpected 'visitor', and whirled around with a flirtatious, soft laugh. She muttered a few odd syllables that no one could understand, waved her hands lightly, and the water at the edge of the pond suddenly stretched out two turquoise ribbons of water, hurriedly entangling the deer before it could escape in fear, and slowly pulled it towards the witch.

Great opportunity! The other side is practicing evil sorcery...and the target is not themselves!

Devon no longer hesitated, the surging power of the Holy Light surged through his body, rapidly transforming into a dazzling and brilliant gaining addition as he quickly prayed and chanted.

The Holy Seal of Justice!

Blessings of Strength!

Divine protection!

Righteous judgment!

Holy shock!

In order to maximize the lethality of the raid, apart from Sacred Protection, which was a defensive addition, the remaining few were either strength and agility enhancements or additional sacred attacks.

With the powerful instincts honed by decades of arduous training, Davin, a 2nd level Silver Knight, completed a set of Holy Light power-ups in just two or three bending. His own strength was also growing in an almost skyrocketing manner, driven by the powerful holy light.

Devin's original physical strength was only 21 points, but now with the +3 power of the 2nd stage 'Blessing of Strength', it quickly rose to 24 points, and then with the +1 power of the 'Holy Seal of Justice' superimposed on it, his physical strength skyrocketed to 25 points.

This kind of physical strength was by no means inferior to most 2nd rank demons!

His agility, physique, and spirit had also increased at different rates with the multiple holy light additions.

If before the addition, his own strength was remarkable and could only be considered a 2nd rank beginner, then now, his strength had at least skyrocketed to a 2nd rank advanced, crossing two small steps.

But the beauty was that he wasn't wearing divine armor, and he wasn't using the one-handed greatsword that he was best at. However, under the extension of extreme strength and holy light, that fine stabbing sword could also exert a terrifying killing power in his hands.

Just as that beautiful witch realized something was wrong and looked back in horror, Devin leapt out and performed a 'Charge' skill in the air. His entire body rolled up with dazzling holy light and turned into a light saber, rushing towards the ใน witch twenty meters away, who was 'defenseless' like lightning.

The woman's feminine and delicate face was distorted and horrified by the dazzling holy light, and her opponent retreated desperately, sending two water jets crashing into the stabbing 'holy sword'.

"Die, female..." Devon's body slid across the surface of the pool like a sharp arrow, his fine-thorn sword full of thick, milky light like substance, instantly only half a meter away from the witch's glossy neck.

At this time, however, the turbulent and tumultuous pond water suddenly stretched out a black, lightless sword, from below, swiftly stabbed into the belly of Devon's hollow door.

The 'divine protection' added to the surface of the body seemed to be completely defenseless in front of the strange black sword, and was stabbed into it, almost to the point of no handle. The terrifyingly sharp tip of the sword pierced through Devin's body and appeared from his back, bringing out large puffs of splattered blood.

And as Devin glided forward, the longsword effortlessly cut him in half from the chest and abdomen downwards with the help of his strength. The chest and abdominal cavity were cut in half, and the hot internal organs instantly slid out and splashed on the turquoise pool of water.

Traumatized by this blow, Devon's body in the midst of his charge slumped and crashed into the pile of rocks on the other side of the water pool. With the protection of the powerful holy light, even though he had suffered such a great degree of trauma, he still retained a trace of life, and with difficulty, he looked back at the black sword.

The pool of water parted, and a tall black figure rose up from it.

Seeing that familiar form of armor and the strange long sword with dark power attached to it, Devon cursed a resentful 'traitor' under his breath and couldn't hold on any longer, falling dead on the spot with a tilt of his head.

Lena had already returned to the shore at this moment, her bare body, gently pressing her neck with her hand.

There, a red line of blood was slowly overflowing from the grips of the grips, looking in an extremely horrible state.

"Damn it... you should have made your move earlier!" Lena screamed in anger, "That guy almost baronized me..."

In order to lure the enemy into the bait as much as possible, Lena really didn't cast any protective sorcery just now. If she hadn't been quick enough to dodge the sharpness of the fine stabbing sword, she would have ended up in a lose-lose situation.

The tall figure, covered in darkness, seemed oblivious to the witch's reproach, and slowly walked out of the pond.

Seeing the other party's strange appearance, the angry look on Lena's face disappeared in an instant and was replaced by a gentle one.

She also didn't put on any clothes, so she gracefully walked to the side of the tall figure, caressed the other party's cold and hard covered helmet, and smiled coquettishly, "What, still mad at me? Don't you feel the fullness of power that comes with being a Dark Knight? It's a thousand times more powerful than being a believer in the Holy Light! You should have felt that the power of the so-called Holy Light is borrowed after all, and that power is truly your own..."

As a fraudulent witch, every word spat out by Lena's climbing tall body could silently stir up a strange wave of sorcery. And only after hearing those words did the light of hatred and pain that burst from the pupils of that tall shadow's eyes diminish.

"Let's leave quickly!" After a moment, that tall dark shadow finally said coldly, "I can feel the holy light fidgeting in the distance, they already know about Devin's death..."

"What about the two 3-steps?" Lena apparently only feared the high ranked knight, and didn't care at all about the Paladin of the same rank.

"One still remains at the edge of the woodland... the other is already approaching us, and it's estimated that we'll be here in another half hour!"

"Then get out of here!"

As soon as she heard that the 3rd rank Gold Knight was coming, Lena immediately panicked, hurriedly dressed, briefly scavenged what was on that Davin, and led the Dark Knight into the depths of the dense forest.

Half an hour later, a team of holy knights carefully and cautiously groped the area before discovering the horrifying corpse of their companion at the waterhole.

A middle-aged man with a calm, steadfast appearance leaned over and crouched beside Davin's corpse, which had almost been dissected in half, and twirled the blood sauce that hadn't completely congealed with his hand, finally showing unmistakable anger on his face.

Dai Wen's corpse still had a heavy scent of darkness on it, and at a glance, one could tell that it had been killed by the 'traitor' who had plunged into the darkness. And for the other party to disregard old feelings so much, to kill his former partner with such cruelty, this... simply made him out of anger!

"You guys go back with Devon's body and I'll go after them!" The middle-aged golden knight stood up fiercely, "They haven't gone far yet."

With that said, without waiting for the dozen or so holy knights following him to persuade him, the middle-aged golden knight drew his one-handed greatsword and rushed headlong into the dense forest in the distance.

With the opposition of holy light and darkness, the other party hadn't completely dissipated the whiff of darkness remaining in the air, so don't try to escape his valiant pursuit.

The dense forest flickered quickly in front of his eyes.

A forest of horizontal branches and dense bushes blocked the road in front of them.

Kennett had lost the prudence and composure expected of a Paladin, ignoring the branches and shrubs that blocked the road, relying on his holy armor and holy light protection to barge through, allowing them to wildly scrape and smack against his body.

Only when he encountered thorny vines that were really difficult to pass through, would he flash his sword in his hand and use his violent holy light to cut a rugged and bumpy path through the dense forest.

He no longer cared if the other party would notice the fluctuations of the holy light, as long as he was fast enough, he didn't believe that the pair of dogs would be able to escape his pursuit!