Chapter 585

The edge of the land of dawn.

Dawn came.

A group of dawn people, who belong to the dawn legion, or called the dawn knight, spread their wings and gaze at the far distance. It seems that the dawn island appears with the brightness of the morning sun. They feel the surging power of reviving again with the fading of the night, which makes them have holy and pure white wings behind them.

The substantial feathers are scattered from the wings and interweave with the feathers falling from the body.

However, there are two disharmonious factors hidden in such a beautiful scene.

Two ordinary dawn people, who seem to be no different from others, quietly disappear from the group as others flap their wings into the sky.

Soon after, when the dawn Legion had completely disappeared in the area, the two dawn people appeared again and gathered together.

The identity of the two men is the "old light" who came to this world through the war mission and the player "windbird" who has the title of "Fengshen bird".

After carefully confirming that there was no surveillance and tracking, the windbird said to the old light:

"how about it? Is there any new prey? "

"Let me see..." Lao Guang's eyes shimmered, and he got information from the dawn people who were controlled by him through the "fanatic believer" skill and mixed with various dawn legions.

"Not found."

Among the incidents they deliberately caused, three of the fourth level morning bishop who led the Legion had been killed by them.

But...

"no way, the bird man who had just exploded before didn't get any materials, and the blood vessel extraction you prepared in advance did not succeed?"

The windbird sighed.

"That's right." Laoguang nodded. "It's too late. I didn't expect it would explode at the beginning of the battle. What's wrong with it?"

"It's not a secret mage, is it?" The wind bird eyebrows slightly wrinkled, that through the blood potions and their own skills from Lao Guang disguised as the people of dawn, showing suspicion.

This kind of inexplicable self explosion behavior, the two people also difficult to understand.

"I don't feel like..." Lao Guang vetoed. "Although the secret mage's skills are very strange, it is impossible to directly kill a multi-level four strong man, even if he is an aborigine."

"That in the end is..." the wind bird still thinks that this is the situation of external interference, said it is self explosion, but the self explosion is too unreasonable, incredible.

But there was no clue.

In this situation, they can't help but associate with the secret mage who is famous for his silent and insidious methods.

However, they have no grudge against the secret mage...

on the contrary, Lao Guang and the secret mage still have several transactions and cooperation, helping him deal with a group of angels and stripping his flesh and blood at the cost of scraps and a whole blood impure, multi-level four thunder angel.

Lao Guang recalled his previous cooperation.

Although he does not want to be a friend for two times, he will not be able to say why.

"Should we kill the one who is left behind by the secret mage?"

Lao Guang pondered.

"That is to say, the kingdom of dawn is the goal of the secret mage? I feel that the secret mage is more likely to target the kingdom of silver or the kingdom of black moon. "

The wind bird also has some doubts.

"It's not sure whether it's the secret mage's handwriting or not." Lao Guang shook his head and asked, "anyway, we still need to continue to act, right?"

"Well, it's not enough. I need at least a fourth level morning bishop."

They have "killed" three in total, but in the end, there is a problem with this one, and the two of them need to get another one.

"But the problem is, our actions have already put the dawn country on alert. This time, none of the fourth level morning bishops have gone alone since they returned to dawn Island, and even the third level morning bishops have not acted alone."

In short, it becomes more difficult.

It's more difficult to capture the dawn bishop again.

In this case, action needs to be re planned.

This is why the windbird asked Lao Guang if he had any new prey.

Lao Guang thought for a moment and said:

"we can...

but at this moment, his action suddenly stopped and his eyes suddenly turned to the northeast.

Now they are in the southeast corner of the kingdom of dawn, and in the East, the withered abyss, the withered country and the twilight country.

The outline of the land of the dawn is like a rising wing, while that of the dusk is like a crawling wolf, while the terrain of the withered country is a drooping wing.What's more, this feeling, should not be...

seems to think of something. The wind bird and Lao Guang can't help but look at each other, and then both nod. At the same time spread out his wings and flew out.

...

as they approached, they finally understood the situation.

Elves.

That guy, no doubt, is an elf.

In the field of vision, a piece of illusory flowers and butterflies extend in the sky like footprints.

Among the flowers and butterflies, there are the people of dawn who look dull and trance.

Beautiful flowers come out of their bodies and flesh.

There was no horror or ferocity, and there was no blood on the flowers that came out of the body.

The emerald vines slowly extended from their bodies, and the beautiful buds unfolded, revealing the tender pink petals.

A beautiful butterfly appears with the petals unfolding.

It looks rather beautiful.

However, both of them are very clear about the horror in the beautiful scene.

Those who are in a trance of dawn people are becoming illusory and thin at the speed visible to the naked eye.

In such a scene...

without hesitation, a pure white holy light appeared in Lao Guang's right hand, which went up along his arm until he reached his eyes.

That pair of white eyes, emerged half round white to the extreme, there is a kind of inexplicable dark feeling of white light.

Different from the "black thorn" who has no resistance or even observation, he has a way to deal with elves, although he still can't beat him.

No doubt, it's the power of dreams.

Lao Guang's eyes narrowed.

Beautiful but deadly power.

The power that floats between fantasy and reality.

And his reaction, also reflected in the eyes of the wind bird.

"Sure enough?"

Lingering green wind around the eyes slightly moved, the line of sight fixed in Lao Guang's body.

"That's right."

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