Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 839 The Dark Sect
[What do you seek from me...]
[Torment beyond death?This is really interesting. ]
[why?I am not tolerant, but I am not stingy, reason, lich. ]
[Did you deserve it?Hahahaha, sinners will not suffer because of [sin]. ]
[I understand, you are [guilty ones], undead tortured by past mistakes and unable to be free. ]
[You seek relief, but why should I give it to you?Indeed, I was once an angel, the high Punisher, and it was my duty to judge evil.But, everything has changed, look at me, what am I to you? ]
"Desperate, void."

[Death changes you and me!everything!The order collapsed and the dynasty changed!My mission has long since ended, why should I pick up the butcher knife for you poor bastards, we are equally confused, I saved you, who will save me! ]
[Wait, I thought of it, a brilliant idea! ]
[We can help each other.Shut up!I'm not interested in your stupid past, put aside prejudices, now let's get what we need.You stand before ME by [sins], we come together by [mistakes].Now, sing along!Sing of our sinful fate, and praise the wisdom purified in sorrow. ]
[There should be a deal between us, guilty one. ]
The pitch-black wings spread out in the night, and the intersection of the wings formed a hollow. His voice was like a galloping storm. Although it was dark, it carried a high-spirited divinity.The storm grovels the bones, and the fallen angels block the moonlight.

[Be my believer, my fellow man! ]
[I will bear your sins on my fallen body.Go have fun, go carnival!From now on, I will forgive you all in the name of the angel of judgment, and all the consequences will be borne by me.Entrust your struggling hearts to me, and completely abandon your withered conscience.I hereby acquit you, stand up and escape from your prisons like true villains! ]
[You are released and become my jailers!In the name of George Edmont, I bear your guilt.In contrast, you must also use your own remnants to carry out the punishment of the Dark Angel. ]
[After I fall, my legion will continue to execute my judgment. ]
[The contract is established, guilty. ]
[Dark sect, born at this moment! ]
"Then the next day, because the name was too evil, Raymond came to his door. After a severe beating, he had to change the name of the society. The dark boss, you died like a joke."

Couldn't help laughing out loud, stroking the corner of his mouth, Mr. Gentleman remembered back then, the world after death, the first joy born from the soul.

"Now, it's time to repay the debt." Walking outside the barrier of Andry College, there was a vast empty wasteland, the faded dress was blown, and he took off the withered rose pinned to his chest. in the palm of your hand.Shadows are released from the petals, and the rose literally withers into a crystal clear broken crown.

[this is the last time]
Click!

The crown was crushed, and the magic power of the explosion made the gentleman who controlled it gnash his teeth.

"In the name of Avenret! Rats! Open the door of darkness!"

The nibbler in the dark, the earliest plague bringer, sprang from Mr. Gentleman's shadow.Continuous creaks gnaw at the soil, and moving shadows swallow up the barrenness.

Raising his arms high, the Mouse King sentenced its clone to death.Black mice with blood-red eyes screamed and exploded while running, and the spilled blood and magic power floated into the air, outlining a huge portal.

After a while, a cathedral fell from the void, hitting the shadows and creating a strong wind on the wasteland.On the side of Andry Castle, the Cathedral of the Holy Light blooms in glory.

Priests and bishops came out of the smoke, and Pope Atlach held the holy light in his hand, looking at the gentleman who bent over to salute.

"you are?"

"In the name of George Edmont, you are welcome."

Karen stood in front of the Pope with a lightsaber in hand, "Your Majesty, that is evil."

Atlach pats Kallen on the wrist to stop.

"I trust that face-saving guy in St. George."

"Hello, follower of George, can you show us the way?"

The real forces of the Holy Light came to Anderi and were quickly received by the war council.The sensation caused made everyone stare at the old human being in the head.

Mr. Dean greeted him.

"Pope Atlach?"

"I'm just an old man who survived because of sacrifice, Your Excellency the Soul Reaper." The old man who had experienced the Crusades seemed to know the undead hovering on the edge of the battlefield.

Mr. Dean nodded in return.

"So, I'm just an old man who is no longer lonely because of sacrifice, Your Majesty."

The living and the dead stood together happily, and the leaders of both sides were humble and far-sighted elders.Pope Atrak was arranged to take a seat, instead of kicking Prince Heiyuan down, he arranged another seat beside Mr. Dean and scholars.The priests were arranged to be seated, and they looked at the other ethnic groups with apprehension.The Andrylich was unnaturally quiet, and the clergyman's embedded light seemed to stir up PTSD in the undead, their bones shaking.

Lyall was also trembling, because he saw the shimmering female paladin Karen Pagoda staring in this direction, not sure if she was exposed, holding the ribs of the Lich beside him and being assimilated in the collective trembling.

"Master Angel, why are you staring at those black masked monsters?"

"I feel a familiar breath."

"Familiar evil breath?"

"...I don't know."

Karen looked at the little nun beside her and reminded herself of her little adult appearance.

"Her Holiness has reminded us not to show negative emotions and make others nervous!"

Karen patted the nun's trembling back.

"Okay, I remember."

Atrak's kindness and sincerity quickly won the favor of many races.They looked at the rumored leader of the Holy Light curiously, and some of them were surprised to see another big villain in their hearts.Andrei is not easy to mess with, the lich's whole life is done to death.Shengguang, heh, those who are alive are those who did not provoke Shengguang, or were killed and revived like the dragon family.

"The Holy Light has failed, and we have lost our ability to fight." Atrak said sadly.

"But I am personally willing to step into the battlefield with you and witness the victory." Or the end of the world.

Atrak struck the ground with his staff, and a gentle holy light spread over the round table. The light descended on those living races, and the blessings bestowed surprised them.

"I should be the best priest in existence, please let me contribute a little."

Lyle felt that there was someone more beside him.

"Do you have anything to say, Mr. Gallalon, I remember that you are also a priest."

"I'm the kind who stabs people with a sword and mourns over the corpse."

"It's my short-sightedness."

"I'm just good at martial arts. If I don't know martial arts, I can't stop George's stinky mouth. His Majesty Atrak is indeed the best priest right now, just a priest."

"The one who can kill the most in chanting, the one who can recite the most in killing."

"I don't deny it. I withdrew first, and that little angel looked this way again."

"You better not come out again!"

(End of this chapter)