The big sword in Brent's hand is already full of cracks. He has never felt this violent power. The weapons are on the verge of being scrapped. It seems that he still has endless strength.

　　 Looking at Beckford close at hand, Brent wanted to raise the weapon in his hand and smash this guy to death.

　　 The almost inexhaustible power suddenly became uncontrollable, and suddenly there was no strength under his feet. If it hadn't been for the big sword in his hand to support him, he would almost kneel in front of Beckford.

　　 "Don't resist, haven't you already felt it? That power beyond human limits! Don't you want to really own it?"

　　 Beckford stood in front of Brent and looked down at Brent with his head held up.

　　 "Kneel down and surrender to me, you will have almost endless life and a powerful force far beyond what you have felt before."

Of course, Brent didn’t want to surrender to Beckford, but his consciousness became more and more dazed, and he felt that his whole mind was dizzy. The original strong legs seemed not to belong to him, and he didn’t rely on the support of the big sword. Really fell down.

　　He can't hold it for long, the ground in his line of sight is getting closer and closer, the cracks on the big sword in his hand become more and more, and it will break into pieces at any time...

　　 At this moment, the weapon that had been with him for many years finally broke completely. Brent, who had lost its support, finally fell, and at the last moment he held it with his hands before falling directly to the ground.

　　 But this way, he felt as if he was really kneeling in front of Beckford.

　　 The chilling energy filled his body, Brent felt his consciousness getting more and more trance, an impulse to destroy all living beings getting stronger and stronger.

　　 If he tried his best to stand before not letting himself fall, he is now trying his best to stand up again.

　　Once he stands up again, he will completely lose control of his body. Even if he still retains a trace of consciousness deep in his heart, he will become an undead creature that initiates crazy killings on his companions.

　　 "I... won't... surrender... to you..."

　　 Brent exhausted his last strength and thrust the broken sword in his hand into his head.

　　 If the head is inserted into mud, it may not be transformed into an undead. Although he knows that this idea is not necessarily correct, he can't think of other ways.

　　 He absolutely cannot accept himself as the killing tool of the slaughter adventurer.

　　 "Finally... I got to this point..."

　　 He knew he was still caught in Beckford's trap, but he had nothing to do. Now he can only pin his hopes on the remaining adventurers.

　　 "It's up to you... Ethan..."

　　 Click!

The broken sword that only left a section was inserted into Brent's forehead fiercely, and the magic stone energy remaining on it exploded. The strong and fierce flame almost swallowed Brent's upper body, but when the flame dissipated , Brent's head was safe and sound, and the only broken sword left in his hand was the scarred hilt.

　　 "Do you feel the power that transcends the limits of mankind? Get up, my warrior, and use that powerful force to surmount all obstacles before me."

　　 Brent looked at the big sword with only the handle in his hand. He had nothing to do now, but it was absolutely unacceptable to let him just take orders from Beckford.

　　 "I... absolutely... never..."

Brent was unable to say a word completely, but his mental will was so strong that even Beckford was shocked. It was the first time he encountered this situation since he mastered the death energy, and he is not now I know if Brent should be killed directly; the death energy absorbed in Brent's body far exceeds that of any captain here. If he can successfully transform, he will definitely become a very powerful undead warrior.

"such a pity……"

　　 Beckford quickly made a decision. Although it is a pity, a warrior who is disobedient and may even cause trouble to himself at any time, no matter how strong he is, there is no need to stay.

Just as Beckford was about to end Brent’s life with his own hands, light suddenly appeared in the gloomy sky. A thick golden beam of light broke through the gray energy shield from the air and hit the cloth kneeling on the ground. Lent's body.

　　 Almost at the same time, a somewhat playful voice came from above Beckford.

　　 "Get up... my warrior!"

　　 Although the beam of light disappeared, Brent, who was hit by the beam of light, turned into a huge beam of light, and the strong energy fluctuations made Beckford uncontrollably retreat several steps.

　　 The aura of this golden energy made him feel very uneasy. He noticed that the death energy in Brent's body almost melted away at a very terrifying speed, and the anxiety in his heart became more intense.

　　 The golden light group slowly became less dazzling, and at the same time the light group was slowly condensing and shrinking.

　　It didn't take long for everyone to see the situation clearly: Brent, who had been kneeling on the ground, had become a posture of kneeling down slightly with his head on one knee while holding a long sword in his hands on the ground.

　　 The battle suit on his body has also undergone tremendous changes, turning into a silver-white full-body armor with golden patterns.

　　 Waiting for the light to completely converge, only when Brent's armor still has a faint light, Brent opened his eyes again and stood up.

　　 There is nothing unusual about Brent at this time, and the firm will revealed in his eyes is even better than before.

Beckford looked at this Brent, always feeling uneasy in his heart. What made him even more concerned was that Brent could not feel the slightest death energy in his body. Instead, there was a kind of radiating from all over his body that made him. Feeling uncomfortable energy fluctuations.

　　 This is nothing, Beckford looked up slightly and saw a familiar person slowly falling from the air.

　　 The gray cover pierced by the golden beam of light is slowly being repaired at this time, but the gray energy cover slowly collapsed and even melted under the golden light rain from the dazzling spherical object in the sky.

　　 With these raindrops, it is Ethan who has seen or even fought against each other before.

After falling to the ground, Ethan did not pay attention to Beckford, but looked at Brent beside him with a look of surprise. To be honest, he never expected that using the Holy Light Irrigation Body on Brent would have such a good effect. This guy has a very high degree of compatibility with the Holy Light-such a powerful Holy Light energy is certainly not the kind of Holy Light that Ethan himself invented. He deliberately opened a gap in the space to draw the Holy Light energy out and hit it. Wearing the energy shield formed by death energy, while guiding the energy to be poured into Brent's body.

　　 All he wanted to do at the beginning was to help Brent remove the death energy from his body. It would be a good thing if he could get the recognition of the Holy Light.

Surprisingly, Brent not only got the approval of the Holy Light: most of the Holy Light stayed in Brent’s body, and a small part also affected Brent’s armor and weapons that had been damaged. Not only did the armor completely repair it. And weapons also fundamentally changed the nature of these two pieces of equipment.

　　 "The Holy Light still has this effect?"

Soon he realized that the holy light does not have this effect. The magic stone equipment on Brent has some special characteristics and has a very high acceptance of energy. This will produce these under the extreme energy of the holy light. Variety.

"how do you feel?"

　　 Brent received a bit of information from the Holy Light in his mind, so he probably knew what happened to him and what the Holy Light was.

　　 "To be honest, it has never been so good in so many years."

　　 He feels that his body has become stronger than ever, and the surging energy of the Holy Light can also allow him to exert stronger combat power when fighting.

　　 After confirming that Brent is fine, Ethan looked around again, and countless adventurers who were attacked by death energy, bathed in the golden light and rain, gradually returned to normal.

　　 They are not as lucky as Brent. In addition to this degree of Holy Light bathing is not enough to make them undergo earth-shaking changes, it is also related to the fact that most of them have not so high affinity with the Holy Light.

　　 No matter what, the risk of adventurers has been lifted by Ethan. In addition, the hordes of undeads were also affected by the light and rain. The undead who were drenched by the rain of light will be'purified a little bit'. That feeling is definitely not comfortable, for the undead That is the painful torment from the soul level, even if their bodies are recovering to their normal appearance a little bit in the bath.

This kind of situation ~lightnovelpub.net~ Of course, Beckford would not just watch. The moment he discovered that the situation was not right, he was mobilizing the death energy of himself and his surroundings. He gathered in his hands, and Beckford wanted to destroy the huge luminous body in the sky.

　　 Seeing Beckford's actions, Ethan just curled his lips in disdain, and finally said the first sentence of the conversation between him and Beckford today.

　　 "The power beyond the limit of human beings, right?"

　　 Beckford was still gathering powerful death energy in his hands before he had time to do anything, suddenly he felt even stronger energy fluctuations from Ethan.

Withdrawing his upward gaze and looking down, Ethan’s hand did not know when he took out the long stick. In addition to the strong fluctuations emitted by Ethan himself, this seemingly ordinary long stick gave him a very Feeling dangerous.

　　 Since it was created, the rarely used Arcane Spring finally has a chance to appear again today, and Ethan is ready to drain all the energy of the staff in his hand.

With the surging of the magic power of himself and his wand, the sky above the island seems to have become much lower, becoming even darker in the dark clouds, and the terrifying coercion of the constantly surging thunder light makes all the creatures on the island feel Feeling terrified.

　　 Everyone looked up at the clouds that kept flashing thunder, almost everyone thought of the terrible thunderstorm in the storm sea area.

　　

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