Chapter 612: Crusade

　　 "Be careful! Detecting evil spells senses that there are many powerful evil auras ahead!" A black-robed magician whispered.
　　 Behind the magician was a dozen heavily armed knights.
　　 Although these knights did not ride war horses due to terrain restrictions, everyone still wore a thick armor, and they could step on the ground deeply while walking. But everyone's movements were as light as a civet, without making any unnecessary movements.
　　 If Chen Fan were here, I’m afraid he would recognize at a glance that these tin cans were all the Knights of the Holy Order of the Zakarum Church!
　　 "It must be the group of demons who slaughtered Andami Village!" A Holy Crusade knight gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "I must use holy light to thoroughly purify these dirty monsters!"
　　 "Pang Mu, the Holy Light is not your weapon to vent your anger." A low voice sounded.
　　 The young Crusader knight immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, Captain Arkhan, I just can't restrain the anger in my heart just when I think of the tragedy of Andami Village."
"You should confess to the holy light, not apologize to me." Arkhan walked past the young knight and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Of course you can keep the anger in your heart before this, and then show your heart to those demons. Catharsis."
　　 "I will, Captain!" The young knight immediately said solemnly.
　　 Akhan stepped up to the wizard who led the way and said: "Your mission is complete, leave it to us next."
　　 The magician chuckled: "I am a war mage, not a nerd who only knows to indulge in various experiments."
　　 Akhan took off the flail and said, "This is your first time on the battlefield. I hope you don't spit it out later."
　　 "Spit up? How could it be possible!" The magician said unconvincedly: "I have stripped hundreds of demons in the laboratory!"
　　 "Well, then, remember to protect yourself." Arkhan no longer said much, waved his hand, a dozen holy knights immediately dispersed and moved forward quietly.
　　 A group of people cautiously walked forward several hundred meters in the dark, when the magician suddenly reminded: "My detect trap spell responds!"
　　 All the knights stopped immediately!
　　 Akhan looked at the magician, the magician pinched the magic formula and pointed to a bush of grass not far away, and then he heard a booby trap roll out with a click.
　　 "Be careful, it's the demons' explosive grenade!" All the knights raised their shields to protect them.
　　 The magician said: "Don't worry, I've made this thing useless. You see, it's still useful to bring me."
　　 Akhan nodded unsmilingly, and ordered everyone to move on.
　　 Suddenly a breeze passed by, bringing a rustle of treetops.
　　 "Stop!" Akhan waved his hand suddenly and sniffed his nose with a serious face: "Did you smell it?"
　　 "Smell it, it's the unique stench of the blood of the demons!"
　　 Akhan frowned and signaled everyone to move forward carefully.
　　 After a long time, everyone carefully drilled out of the forest to a messy battle scene.
　　 Looking at the fallen tree and the stumped body on the ground, the unconvinced magician just turned around and vomited.
　　 "It seems that someone has killed these demons in front of us!" Akhan carefully checked the battle scene.
　　 Pangmu was surprised: "Captain, are there other Holy Order Knights performing missions around here?"
"No, at least the order I received didn't prompt, maybe it was the Knights of the Kingdom..." Arkhan carefully inspected the corpses of the devil's corpses and immediately overturned his guess, raising his brows: "What a quick knife. Fa! These demons were split into two pieces at the same time! It must be a powerful combat master!"
　　 "Captain!" The magician finished vomiting, his face turned blue and pointed a short distance to remind: "Detecting evil spells and finding a reaction there!"
　　 Akhan waved his hand, and everyone immediately surrounded the past cautiously.
　　 When everyone carefully walked around a big dumping tree, the scene in front of them directly caused them to take a breath.
　　 A nearly ten-meter-long snake demon was broken into two horizontal corpses on the spot, and a tall figure covered in blood was standing proudly in front of the snake demon's corpse!
　　 "Captain, this magic snake..."
　　 "It's a magic commander!" Akhan stared at the motionless tall figure.
　　 "Magic commander!??" Everyone changed their colors.
　　 "Where is your superior? These demons were killed by you?" Akhan cried out cautiously.
　　 However, the tall figure did not move.
　　 Akhan gave a wink to make everyone be careful, and then walked forward slowly and walked around in front of the figure. He saw the man with a bloodstained face but no movement at the corner of his mouth.
　　 Akhan's heart beat, and he stretched out his hand to probe the man's breath, but saw that the man fell straight down, scared everyone to raise their weapons.
　　 "Captain, is this man dead? Is he gone with this monster?"
　　 "Who is this expert? He can kill a demon alone! If you let your majesty know, maybe you will directly canonize him as a noble!"
　　"In any case, the warrior's body should not be exposed to the wilderness~EbookFREE.me~ Arkhan solemnly paid a military salute to the body of the master, and the knights followed suit and saluted.
　　 "He's not dead yet!" Suddenly the magician stumbled over and reminded: "I have detected an evil curse spell fluctuation on this person!"
　　 Akhan's brows jumped, and he immediately squatted down to check, and his face changed slightly when he opened his clothes: "It is the curse brand of the demon! It seems that this demon general was indeed beheaded by this!"
　　 Pum asked anxiously: "Captain, is this devil curse terrible?"
　　 "It's terrible! Basically no one who has been cursed can live a year..." Akhan sighed softly, "And it's unsolvable!"
The magician said: "This curse is actually an evil soul spell. The caster imprints the target at the cost of his own soul. If the spellcaster's soul power is not enough, his soul will instantly disperse, and even if he does not die, his soul will be severely damaged. Unconscious."
　　 "How do you know how to know?" Pangmu asked in surprise.
　　 The magician said proudly: "Although I am a combat mage, I am also a Level 3 scholar certified by the Mage Association."
　　 Pangmu asked directly: "Then is this person still saved?"
　　 The magician shook his head and said: "It's difficult. Those who can involve soul-level research are all the Great Magisters."
　　 Pangmu curled his lips and said, "Cut, I said nothing."
　　 "Take him back anyway." Ackhan stood up and said: "It just so happens that Bishop Ismail is in Temple City. There may be a way to save this person."
　　 Everyone immediately made a simple stretcher, taking turns to carry the mysterious expert back.