"Is it the Holy Coffin Bishop?"

"Can the one who dispatched the army of orcs and trolls in the Thorn Swamp has always been the Holy Coffin Bishop himself?"

All the remaining Sequoia Legion magicians also saw the dark clouds in the black coffin in the air in the Thorn Swamp. They were originally full of panic in their eyes and screamed in surprise, with excitement and fanaticism flashing in their eyes.

But the handsome Tiwana, the commander of the entire Sequoia Legion, began to be filled with deep worries.

Could it be that at this time, the legendary Holy Coffin Master Bishop had to take action personally?

If it was really the Bishop of the Holy Coffin, even if he won the victory here, some of his skills and secrets would be spread and researched in a targeted manner by the wizards of the Kingdom of Edge and the Kingdom of Dova.

If the legendary extremely powerful Holy Coffin Bishop loses that mystery and is discovered that it is not as powerful as the legendary one, or even killed, then this war will be impossible to win, right?

...

"Is it the Evil Dragon Bishop?"

Ailin also paused, staring at the strange dark clouds in a steady state, and his eyes were also shining with dazzling brilliance.

"What do you want to do?"

Si Dinghan suddenly shivered, and the expressions of Jingka Miao, Fei Qiluo and Ailin made him feel a very bad feeling.

"Where are Lin Luolan and Uncle Leng Yue!"

At this moment, Ailin, who was standing above the head of the Kaishan giant tank, shouted at Si Dinghan and others on the steel giant wall.

"What do you want to do!"

Si Dinghan couldn't help but scream.

"Of course, I'll go to that dark clouds to see what's going on, is it the Bishop of the Holy Coffin? Didn't Jingka Miao and Uncle Leng Yue try every means to force the Bishop of the Holy Coffin to see what kind of existence he is?" Ailin shouted at Si Dinghan, and at the same time he unconsciously raised his face, "These guys don't even fight with me. If they really attack their leaders behind the scenes, they can't fight with me, right?"

"What! It's so dangerous to stay here. Do you want to go to that kind of place? That group of ghost clouds looks terrible. I won't go, one to one!" Si Dinghan's face turned green when he heard this and shouted desperately.

"Two to one, idiot!"

Just when many people could not understand what Si Dinghan meant by one, a cold voice sounded not far behind Si Dinghan.

Lin Luolan, with a frosty face, had already appeared not far behind Si Dinghan.

"Can you two not do this every time!" Si Dinghan burst into tears.

This is their own rule. Does the minority have to obey the majority?

Those who can obey such rules, even if they seem unreliable, are they real warriors?

Many magicians of the Royal Thorn Legion looked at Si Dinghan with a different look.

"Uncle Leng Yue!"

At this moment, Ellin's excited scream rang again.

As soon as he heard Ailin's voice, Si Dinghan's eyes went dark. He knew that it must be the foreign traveler Leng Yue who also appeared.

"Uncle Leng Yue, how about we go over immediately?"

Ailin ignored Si Dinghan's reaction and shouted in fiery eyes at Leng Yue who had just flashed on the giant steel wall.

"We two go there with you." Leng Yue did not answer immediately, because a sound that seemed to be free from emotional factors suddenly rang out.

"Uncle Philpo? Aunt Amyra?"

Ailin looked at the stern face Philpur and the tall Amyra in surprise, "You want to go with us?"

Amyra's face suddenly turned dark, "Can you not call me aunt?"

"This is how our town of Colorin shouted." Ailin scratched his head embarrassedly.

"We must go over and take a look. That place seems to be constantly gathering magic power." Philpo, the zombie face, did not have any emotional fluctuations. He said quickly, "But I don't know what dangers are, so the people who go there must be very streamlined. If something is wrong, they may retreat. Mo Di needs to restore magical essence and stay here to command, so I will go there with you."

"Does the staff need to be very streamlined? Then I won't go." Si Dinghan shouted immediately.

"No, your defense is very strong, and the Green Dragon Spear can exert great power at critical moments, you must go!"

Ailin called out directly to him, Charlotte and others, "Charlotte, you and Melalele and the others stay here. I will go there with Lin Luolan, Si Dinghan, Jingkamiao and Fei Qiluo, and there should be no problem."

"Airin, let me go together too!" Melaleri couldn't help but scream. She also wanted to fight side by side with Airin and the others.

"What are you going? You rely on your tattered golden holy sword or your cat and dog to help you. Just stay here honestly."

Si Dinghan shouted in great depression, "What kind of world is this? I'm forced to go if I don't want to go. You can't go and you have to rush to go!"

"Si Dinghan!"

Melale's eyes turned red in an instant, and his eyes were blurred.

She and Si Dinghan were not angry once or twice, but this time, they were not shame or anger, but grievance and sadness.

"Don't take it to heart, Si Dinghan's words are not through his brain." Charlotte comforted softly when he saw Melalele clenching his fists and unable to speak.

"Can you say this just because of your strong strength?"

"Is it because I'm not strong enough that I can only watch you go to dangerous places, and can't fight side by side with you?"

Melalei pursed her lips tightly, and as she looked at the figures of Ailin and others rushing forward quickly, tears in her eyes flowed down unscrupulously.

She said to herself desperately in her heart, "Melalei, you must become stronger!"

"You must train as hard as Chris in the future!"

"If you can't fight with them, otherwise you will never forgive yourself if you have any accidents among them. Melale, you will never forgive yourself, right?"

"Even if you train until death, even if you die in battle, you must stand with them!"

...

"Uncle Philpo, is this?"

Ailin was rushing forward quickly, looking at the huge dark clouds like black coffin without blinking. Suddenly, zombie face Philpo handed him a black cowhide cover, a scroll that looked very ancient.

"This is the scroll you want, which can allow you to inspire the power of the vengeful spirit gem and form the forbidden technique of the vengeful spirit knight who obeys your command." Philpur said expressionlessly, "But do you have time to learn it?"

"It's a scroll that can use the vengeful spirit gem, I didn't remember it for a moment."

Ailin scratched his head embarrassedly, and he quickly opened the scroll.

"Ring Spirit. Death Knight?"

"The power of forbidden art can actually turn the combined power of the vengeful spirit gem into the shape of a ring, and then summon the vengeful spirit knight to fight for himself at any time?"

He immediately screamed in surprise.

This forbidden technique is very unique. It is not simply to extract the power of the vengeful spirit gem. It is actually transformed with magic power on the basis of the vengeful spirit gem to condense it into a new gem, and it can also form a ring form.

"This resentment spirit gem was left by the White Bone Monarch. The resentment spirit knight I summoned should be very powerful!"

He couldn't help but scream again.

The last note of this scroll shows that the power of the vengeful spirit knight summoned by this access control technique only depends on the power level of the monster that generates the vengeful spirit gem.

"Uncle Philpo! Can you let me ride this black panther? If it takes me over and I focus on this scroll, I will have more hope to learn this technique before I get there."

Then, Ailin's eyes fell on the huge black panther that had always followed Philpool like a shadow.

"roar…"

The weird black panther obviously had a high IQ. If he could understand Ailin's words, he let out a low roar and lowered his body.

"So you are so good! Seeing that you are so dark all over, your face is even darker than ink, I thought it would be difficult for you to speak, I was afraid you would bite me." Ailin jumped onto it and said in surprise.

"..." Black Panther's body stiffened and she let out a roar, almost unable to help but throw Ailin off.

"What an idiot!"

Lin Luolan couldn't help but look dark.

Although no one can tell what kind of monster this black panther is, there is a strange magical fluctuation on its body, as if its body is a unique field. This breath alone can make people conclude that it is definitely much stronger than ordinary lord-level monsters, but Ailin actually regards it as an ordinary black panther.

The huge black coffin-like dark clouds looked very close, but after rushing for more than ten minutes, even surpassing most orcs, the group of people really got closer.

"There is really a coffin! Is it really the Holy Coffin Bishop?"

Si Dinghan's screams rang out again immediately.

Lin Luolan and others' breathing couldn't help but stagnate.

Just under the huge dark cloud, a whirlpool-like purple-black magic flow was flying.

And in the center of the vortex purple-black magic flow, an iron-gray crystal coffin was suspended.

This crystal coffin has no lid, and under the purple-black magic flow, there is no sign of anyone inside. There is no sign of any magician around.

This picture of a crystal coffin below and a huge black coffin-like dark cloud above made Si Dinghan feel extremely terrifying and unconsciously cold air emerged from his whole body.

"Stop!"

Ailin suddenly started screaming.

"What? I'm even scared, are you going to retreat? Now it's two to one." Si Dinghan shouted.

"No, Si Dinghan, I should master this access control technique."

Ailin, who was sitting on the huge black panther, shook his head seriously and said.

"Have you really learned this access control technique in such a short time?"

Philpur and Amyra couldn't help but look at each other.

Even the black panther under Ailin felt unbelievable and roared.

"You don't want to bite me, do you?" Elin was a little worried.

"..." The black panther was speechless and finally couldn't help but throw Ailin off his body.
Chapter completed!