My Heroic Life

The fifteen ice wolves in the front stretched their teeth and danced their claws to entangle the melee humans on the periphery. The remaining five leaped up on the front teammates, taking the caster in the center when the crowd rushed to fight.

The plan was perfect, and the execution went smoothly, but what they didn't expect was that what was waiting in front was not the tender body of the girl, but the hard iron wall made of dragon seeds.

"Tarask."

The blue-haired girl whispered, the next moment, the ghost of the dragon's carapace suddenly appeared in the air to protect Malda's body in the center, and the leaping ice wolves slammed on it.

Under the perfect protection, the blue long-haired saint looked holy, holding the handle of the stick in her hand, and said with compassion, "Then next..."

"mercy!"

The scepter was swung, and the whirlwind was rolled.

Chapter 14 Ominous Shadows

"mercy!"

Malda shouted and prayed and waved a stick, but the monsters in front of her obviously did not feel any mercy, but felt shocked.

The holy rod with milky white light hits the monsters like a home run, and the ice wolves that were hit during the march burst like broken ice. The flying frost adorns Malda’s blue hair with a bit of light, heroic. The sassy figure exudes infinite charm.

The gap between Rogers' fight was swept away, and his attention was instantly attracted by this figure.

Big sister head mighty!and also......

God TM is merciful.

He was frantically complaining in his heart and just wanted to shout, but when the words came to his lips, they were filtered by the desire to survive.

"Master Saint is protected by a guardian spirit, don't turn your heads, concentrate on the enemy!"

The battle entered a white-hot state amidst the shouts. After the ice wolf realized that the most fierce melee combat was the caster, he could only charge with a group of doubts, and new problems began to emerge between the fights.

Rogers once again slashed an ice wolf with a sword, and the flying beast blood splashed all over him like snow. The next moment, the blue beast blood froze extremely fast, and a layer of ice appeared on the tall warrior.

"Damn it!"

The magic power inside Rogers shook and shattered the frost covering his body. He took the time to scan the entire team and found that the semicircle where Joan was in was not bad. The five fighters he was responsible for had already hung a lot of them. Cold ice, the action has gradually become rigid.

How to do?

He looked at the endless pack of ice wolves a little anxiously, but the next moment, the milky white light shone, melting his worries like ice and snow.

In the middle of the crowd, Marda holds the holy staff and fists in prayer. The body is sacred between the lifting of magic and the light. In that pious prayer, the skill called miracle shines, and the pain and weakness of the people disappear for no reason. , The impossible becomes possible.

The apostles in the team who were suffering from frost injury breathed a long sigh of relief, and the warm feeling filled their limbs. Their bodies were no longer cold, their trembling hands were stabilized again, and the chopping was stronger, just as they suffered during the fight. The laceration wound healed in the light, and it was intact.

What is the most indispensable thing in a team?Brave warrior?A powerful magician?

No, the meat shield and the nanny are really indispensable.

Just like now, the Trial Court team fully realizes the importance of the two. With Joan's enlightenment skills, he is almost impeccable in defense. One person protects the team's side, and Marda, the nanny, is more versatile, not only milking. Sufficient, it can also remove the bad state of the teammates, and even summon Tarask's carapace from time to time to resist the attack for the team members.

Under the frame of this perfect squad, the inquisitors were fully fired and fought for nearly an hour. The last ice wolf finally fell under Jean's banner gun.

"It's finally over."

Rogers sighed and looked at the teammates beside him. Except for the two heroes, the judges in the team were panting.

"Everyone, hold on, the ice wolf has too much blood, it's too cold here."

Encouraged by Joan and Marda eliminated the negative attributes, the team set off again after preparing all the members. They followed Joan’s metaphysics navigator all the way towards the deep forest. After half a day, they finally came to a close In front of the huge door of ten meters high.

The entire gate is made of metal of unknown material, and the surface is covered with layers of frost. Outside the gate is a dark cave. Everyone who has read information about the underworld of Heim knows that the gate of Hull is in front of you, and this cave It is the home of the legendary gatekeeper, the giant blood-spotted dog, Garm.

Of course, just as the withered bone Mordgood on the crystal bridge did not exist, the terrible beasts in the myths and legends that died with Tyr, the god of war, naturally did not exist. Today, this is the cave where ice wolves are constantly being produced.

"Jan of Arc."

"Ok."

The two saints with blond hair and blue hair nodded to each other, and walked towards the wide door together. They looked at the thick ice in front of them, working magic together to emit a holy white light.

One person is in charge of a door, and the two stretched out their jade hands. The moment they touched the door, they pushed forward at the same time. The frost on the door began to spread along their arms like toxins, and an indescribable call rang in their ears. , The ghosts of the land of the dead sent an invitation to the two.

Under the impact of this heavy negative state, the two clenched their teeth, and the saints' bodies were more radiant. With the power of the heroic spirit and the support of the humanity, the two of them slammed across the ground. Finally opened the real entrance to the kingdom of the dead—Hull's Gate.

Putting down their hands, the frost on both hands shattered and fell under the operation of magic power, and the whispers of the dead disappeared invisible. The two did not dare to stop by the ice wolf's cave. They looked at the thicker fog inside the door, hesitating After a while, I decided to move on.

According to information, the Lake of the Dead is not far from the Gate of Hull. If it is usual, the judges will slow down after entering the Gate of Hull. The direction of travel cannot be judged visually in the dense fog, so every time they pass In ten minutes, the magician in the team will check whether the direction is correct.

And all of this was saved under the power of Joan of Arc. Originally, it was estimated that the journey of eight hours, the inquisitor team had already traveled in less than three hours, but what appeared in front of them was not the left-behind detection team of the Lake of the Dead. It is the wreckage and corpse of a place.

"How is this going!"

It is rare for Malda to have no pretense to reveal the true emotions in his heart. Jeanne's face is even more ugly. Rogers gave an order and the judges scattered to investigate. He walked towards the ruined camp and knelt down to examine the bodies of his dead colleagues.

"No, it's too cold here to see the time of death, but the cause of death is basically caused by beast bites. It is impossible for ordinary monsters to destroy this elite judge team. I am afraid it is the cave of Zonglian Beasts. The garrison priest."

He turned his head back ugly, and the expressions of the saints who heard the report became serious for the first time.

Priests, this ancient priesthood similar to sacrificial rites does have a completely different meaning in today’s era. It is the hypocritical people who steal the power of the gods and demons in the myth, but call them gods, and their appearance is It means that this place has attracted their attention.

The two girls glanced at each other, and their eyes were full of vigilance. The Den of Beasts is one of the three giants of the Zonglian religious organization. Their priests are extremely effective in the field. Even the upper heroes dare not say that they can be stable. Win them.

"Whether they know our purpose or not, they can't delay any longer."

Malda nodded to Joan, who immediately issued an order.

"Light the ghost lantern and start work immediately."

Chapter 15 Water (two in one)

Under the orders of the two saints, one person was separated from the scattered investigating crowd. The judge took a box marked with a special mark in the team and walked towards the lake, and walked along the lake bank until it was completely covered by the fog. Can't see the people on the shore.

He put down the box in his hand and rubbed his hands. The heavy box wall was not to isolate the severe cold from the outside, but to isolate the cold and curse inside the box. He carefully set a delay explosion on the box, and then immediately Turn around and return.

Since the Holy See has invested two saints and a team of elite judges for this operation, naturally it will not be stingy in equipment and materials. In fact, the [Almighty] has come up with dozens of search plans and dispatched them. Joan and Marda performed this mission precisely because they were able to implement the one with the highest success rate.

The departed inquisitor hurried back, accompanied by a slight explosion sounded behind him, and the set delay magic worked. The lock of the box was shaken by the impact of the explosion, and the lid of the box flipped up, revealing dozens of pieces of equipment. Full of blue lanterns.

The blue flame of the lantern burning the soul quietly burns, emitting an unpleasant strange blue light, and the curse of the ghost is emitted under this light, attracting some existences wandering in the lake-ghosts like bait.

You may not be able to find it by the lake or in the dense fog, but if you look down from the sky, you will discover the true meaning of the lake of the dead.

It is a lake where ghosts wander in groups in the lake. They have the upper body like a psychic skeleton, but the lower body is pale, they wander like a mermaid in this cursed lake, layering the entire lake of the dead. It looks slightly pale.

But now, except for those sleeping ghosts, the ghosts all over the lake have a wonderful feeling. Hundreds of spirit bodies stopped wandering at the same time, and the next moment they looked at the shore together.