Chapter 113

Under the dark night, a black shadow flashed quickly.

"The death of the old city lord, I am afraid that Orlandon can't get rid of the relationship." The footsteps lightly landed on a branch, and Enzo leaped forward with a little effort.

"Perhaps he discovered some secrets, so he was killed!"

Behind him, the shadow of Snowhoof City has gradually disappeared.

Enzo speculated on the possibility of the matter while heading towards Giethoorn. The root of everything started from the death of March. If you want the final answer, Giethoorn is obviously the best place to go.

"Through this wood, you can reach Giethoorn."

Stepping on the branches of a thick tree, Enzo looked into the distance. Under the faint moonlight, not far in front, the edge of the dilapidated village could already be seen.

Suddenly, there was a sound from the side, followed by a flash of light.

Enzo narrowed his eyes and looked away.

"It's like fighting, go and see." After thinking for a moment, Enzo nodded slightly, and with the force of the branches bouncing under his feet, he ran towards the direction where the light flashed.

"Necromancer?" After approaching the sound, Enzo frowned, hiding his body in a canopy of trees.

In front of him is a clearing of woods. At the center, there is a knight wearing silver armor, who is swinging a long sword and slicing out a quarrel. Around him, countless black misty undead are constantly attacking.

The ghostly undead screamed, and the space around the silver-armored knight continued to shrink.

"Damn evil spirits, send me to hell!"

Seemingly being driven to desperation, the silver-armored knight let out a roar, he slashed out a white grudge, and while pushing back a few undead, he raised his left arm high.

"Holy Light!!"

The silver ring on the end of the palm of the hand burst out with a strong brilliance. The shining power of the holy light dispelled the surrounding darkness, causing the undead to scream and melt like candles.

"Magic item!" Enzo's pupils hidden in the dark shrank.

In the clearing, the fighting continued.

The silver-armored knight used the power of the family secret treasure to wipe out a large number of undead, but his face was pale as paper for an instant, as if too much vitality had been overdrawn, and his whole person was like a fire swaying in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time. may.

And around, the remaining undead had already surged up again.

"Sure enough, it still can't work?" A wry smile appeared on the silver knight's face and murmured, "I'm sorry, father, I'm afraid I can't take revenge for you."

"Enos, I hope you, who don't know anything, can survive in the end..."

Feeling the evil aura coming from his body and the sharp cry of the undead, the silver-armored knight closed his eyes in despair, quietly waiting for the pain of his body being torn apart by the undead.

However, in the next moment, a black air entangled shadow suddenly appeared, strangling two undead in an instant.

Whoosh! Like a killer in the dark, that shadowy distorted figure flashed among a group of undead, the pitch-black blade instantly harvested a large number of undead souls, until the last undead was crushed, it turned into black mist and dissipated silently.

"What happened!?" The silver armored knight was stunned, staring at everything in front of him in astonishment.

In the shadow of the woods, a figure slowly walked out.

"The power of the demonized item is certainly strong, but it does not belong to a mortal. Forced use will only overdraw your vitality." Enzo looked at the already weak silver armored knight and said slowly.

"You are... a wizard!!" The silver armor knight blurted out in surprise.

Only the power of a wizard can easily kill a large number of undead, and from an aristocratic background, silver armor knights have also come into contact with those mysterious existences.

"Ironf?" Enzo asked, raising an eyebrow.

Although the silver-armored knight in front of him is embarrassed, his appearance is still somewhat similar to Snowhoof City Lord Enos. In addition to the scene of him being chased by the undead, it is most likely that he is the escaped Irenfu. .

"Do you know me? Who are you!" A trace of caution appeared in Irenf's eyes.

"You don't need to know who I am, just tell me what I really want." Enzo's eyes flashed deep and he asked in a low tone, "Who killed the former lord of Snowhoof City, and Giethoorn again? what's going on?"

"Who killed his father?" Irenfu's eyes were stagnant, but then he became excited and said loudly, "Orlandon! It was he who killed his father. Because his father discovered his secret, he was killed by Orlandon. Silent!"

"Secret? What secret!" Enzo's eyes moved.

"Orlandon made a deal with the devil. It was he who killed all the villagers in Giethoorn." Irenef was emotional, his chest was violently ups and downs, and his pale face was ruddy, as if he had returned to light.

"The devil?" Enzo's expression shrank.

According to rumors, creatures from the abyss of hell, their cunning and evil character, through the power of the contract, to induce countless worlds, luring souls into the abyss.

In the multiverse, the wizarding world and the abyss world, as the two most powerful civilizations, are naturally in opposition.

In order to prevent the invasion of otherworldly forces, the first generation wizards built a rune crystal wall on the surface of the world, but because the world is too large, even the rune crystal wall cannot be flawless.

Some demons project their power into the wizarding world through these loopholes in the crystal wall, and lure the souls of those foolish people into the abyss.

"Is the devil involved?" A trace of jealousy flashed in Enzo's eyes.

Regarding the existence in the abyss, even formal wizards must be careful. Although the power of the devil varies in strength, it is equally treacherous and cunning, and will often be calculated to death if it is not noticed.

"Cough! Cough!" Ilenf coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.

The power of using demonized items before has made him overdrawn too much of his vitality, and now he is already exhausted, and being able to support it up to now is already an expression of strong willpower.

"Master Wizard...I would like to dedicate this family secret treasure, the'Ring of Light' to you." Ilenfu looked in pain, knelt on the ground, clutching his chest, and said with a trembling body": Orlandon has colluded with the devil. Lose your reason!"

"Please pass his conspiracy to the Wizarding Academy. Only in this way can you stop his conspiracy..."

Irenfu's breath became weaker and weaker. He took off the silver ring from his finger with difficulty, with a pleading look on his face, and presented Enzo with the secret treasure that had been passed down for a century.

"I accept your request." Enzo took away the silver ring from Ilenf's palm and said quietly, "If Orlandon colludes with the devil, he will definitely be punished, and now you can rest in peace."

A gleam of light floated in Irenfu's eyes, as if he was relieved with a heavy sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, his pupils began to dim, and his face gradually lost his blood. When the last breath of persistence disappeared, his body finally became cold.