Chapter 784 Go Home for Me!

Chapter 793 Go home for me!

"Let's go!" Mogus put away his sword and prepared to run. Since he had killed the opponent, the clear sky on the opposite side could no longer be maintained. It would end in half an hour at most. He had a problem with his brain to fight the orcs to death. Wouldn't it be better to go back and wait for the clear sky to fail and then cast the forbidden spell?

"Let's go!" Darion Nightblade also disappeared immediately in front of the confused Totem Shaman.

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"Uvasa has disappeared again!" Charlie Pross, the "Imperial Endurance King" who was always paying attention to Uvasa's movements, reminded.

Everyone quickly paid attention and restrained their actions. This is the oppression brought by the top Ringwraiths!

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"Swish!" Mogus, who was running away, turned around quickly, and a crack like an abyss appeared beside him. The next second, Mogus quickly raised the long sword in his hand and suddenly protected his chest.

"Bang!" The long sword protruding from the void made Mogus stagger, and the huge impact stopped Mogus's steps.

"Clang!" The Orc Tyrant who came next waved his weapon and stuck to Mogus. Seeing this, Uvasa twisted his body and disappeared into the air.

"Be careful!" Mogus warned.

"Swish!" A burst of blood sprayed from the air, and the sharp space blade cut Darian Nightblade's left waist. The two Orc Totem Shamans behind him, who knew that the clear sky could no longer be maintained, followed closely behind, and the totem poles in their hands were wrapped with buff spells and thrown over.

"Let's go!" Mogus wanted to evacuate with Darian Nightblade.

"Boom!" The Orc Tyrant who got the spell buff directly pressed Mogus to the point that he couldn't breathe. The suppression of quantity and quality made Mogus have no chance of counterattack at all.

The veins on Mogus's face bulged, and he was entangled by the two Orcs after several powerful attacks, and his body was also covered with wounds.

"Ahem!" Darian Nightblade tried to help Mogus, but was repelled by Uvasa before he could get close. The blood loss from the wound made Darian Nightblade dizzy. He held Garuda tightly and planned to fight to the death.

"Go! Darian! Leave here! Don't worry about me! Go!" Mogus's voice suddenly came, and the dizzy Darian Nightblade's mind instantly became clear.

"As solid as a rock! As strong as a mountain!" Mogus looked at the city of Lagran and the whole body was burning with khaki flames.

"..." Uvasa's soul fire suddenly shrank! Without saying a word, he retreated into the space.

"No..." Darian Nightblade looked at Mogus in horror.

"Go home for me..." Mogus turned his head and showed Darian Nightblade a reassuring smile, then rushed to the two half-orc tyrants with the battle axe that had chopped into his chest.

"Boom!" The self-explosion of the fighting spirit, which was as powerful as the Great Forbidden Spell, overturned everything it encountered. After the ignition sacrifice, the self-explosion power of the knight would reach its peak at this moment, not to mention the self-explosion of a sixth-level hero!

"No! No!" Darian Nightblade got up from the ground, holding the deep wound on his waist, and staggered towards the direction of Mogus's self-explosion.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and the two half-orc tyrants who had just stood in front of Mogus had disappeared without a trace. Only the broken limbs in the distance told that there had been people here.

"Cough cough!" Darian Nightblade coughed out two mouthfuls of blood, his eyes full of grief and anger.

The land in the distance suddenly moved, and two severely injured half-orc totem shamans crawled out. They were covered with scars all over their bodies, and even because they had no defense, their limbs were torn apart by the shock wave of the fighting spirit flame, leaving them missing arms and legs.

"Bastard!" Darian Nightblade coughed and raised Garuda. When would he not beat the drowning dog? For Darian Nightblade, the two Orc Totem Shamans with low health in front of him were doomed!

"Plop!" Darian Nightblade knelt on the ground. He realized that his left foot had been twisted and broken. How could he defend against a level 6 self-explosion at close range without any damage except for releasing the forbidden spell level defense in advance?

"One foot will still kill you!" Darian Nightblade tapped his right foot, and the whole person disappeared into the sunlight again and rushed directly to the two seriously injured Orc Totem Shamans. He wanted to avenge Mogus! If these two level 6 Orcs were let go, they would be a hidden danger to the kingdom after they recovered from their injuries.

"Die!" The Garuda in the hand of Darian Nightblade, who broke through the air, flashed with cold light. He grinned and admired the Orc Totem Shaman in front of him who was at a loss because of fear. The meaning of the seriously injured spellcaster being approached by the assassin was self-evident.

Darian Nightblade smelled the breath of fear. The injured Orc Totem Shaman was so scared that he couldn't even cast an effective spell.

"So... you are afraid too!" Darian Nightblade smiled and wiped Garuda towards their necks.

"Puff!"

The sound of the blade entering the body sounded, but it was not the Orcs who fell down...

"Crawler!" Uvasa's cold voice sounded in Darian Nightblade's ears.

Darian Nightblade felt a chill in his chest. Uvasa's magic sword pierced his heart and lifted him up.

"Failed..." Darian Nightblade murmured. He forgot the only variable, which was also the most deadly variable.

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"How can you be an assassin like this?"

"Sorry, I can't teach you!"

"Light assassin? Hahaha! A joke!"

Countless abuses and ridicules accompanied Darian Nightblade's adolescence. No one was optimistic about a light assassin, even if he was really talented...

"Why... the assassin can't stand in the sun?" Darien Nightblade asked himself as he looked at the extremely sharp dagger in his hand.

"Why...you have to be a rat in the gutter to qualify?"

"Little guy, you seem to have a lot of questions?"

"You are..." The young Darien Nightblade met the most important person in his life for the first time.

"I'm Mias! An outstanding strike assassin from the Assassin's Guild!" Mias shook her hair and smiled. The Wind Blade Garuda on her waist shone brightly and illuminated Darien Ye. Blade's eyes also illuminated his life.

"Can you teach me?"

"Huh?" Mias looked a little embarrassed.

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"Is it already a desperate situation? Sister..." Darien Nightblade said in despair as he looked at the huge orc army.

"There is another sword..." Mias suddenly gave Darien Nightblade a gentle look.

"I will teach you this only once...use yourself as a blade, and you will be able to conquer the rainbow!"

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"Garuda is entrusted to you..."

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"Go on..."

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"Let the world know that not only those who stand in the light are heroes!"

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"The clouds cover the sky, and the light bends the nine mountains!"

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"Your mission is infinitely glorious!"

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"Kill those totem shamans! Whether you can win this battle depends on you!"

Darion Nightblade opened his eyes suddenly, and the sharp pain in his chest reminded him that this was a battlefield, and that his chest had been penetrated by Urvasa's sword.

"I still have a sword..." Darien Nightblade murmured with a ray of blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth, his eyes distracted.

"Long live the Empire...!" Darien Nightblade's body suddenly lit up, and the Uvasa holding him immediately withdrew his sword as if he was electrocuted, grabbed two crippled Orc Totem Shamans and headed towards the space Drill into the cracks.

"Boom!" A violent explosion came from behind Uwasa. Uwasa felt a light touch on his hand. He raised his hand and saw that only two broken arms were left on his hand.

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