The entire building complex is built against the mountains, and the height of the buildings on the east side is significantly higher than that of the guard room and stables.

A dim yellow and dim flame shone through the windows on the wall, illuminating the roads connecting the complexes.

Suddenly, something suddenly came from the air that quickly broke through the air, bringing warnings to Brian and Karadna.

Looking in the direction of the sound, they also saw a creature with wings and gargoyle-like holding a jagged sword and rushing out of the shadow.

This strange creature is similar to that of humans, but has very developed muscles and is covered with slender black scales.

Dark Hunter, winged dark elves, godless ones.

In an instant, Brian, whose expression changed slightly, had at least three nicknames in his mind, used to call this creature who suddenly appeared.

In fact, the real name of this black gargoyle is: the Kir-lanans, which translates to roughly mean: resist the gods.

In the turbulent year, the three gods of death, Bann, Barr and Milkow, were killed in the god battle, and the powerful divine power inspired led to the birth of the god-rejected person.

The disappearance of these three evil gods released countless divine powers, directly causing various destruction, and the evil energy produced was still stuck in the material world after these gods died, and gathered and merged, and finally formed a large vortex of divine power and negative energy, and the god-rejected person was born.

Unlike other races, God-rejectors were not born under the glory of the gods, but were created from the foolishness of God. They would never be loved by God, and any pious prayer and sincere faith would have no chance of them.

Because the conditions for their birth have been destined to be forever abandoned by God's gifts.

In pale beings, they have only one purpose: to vent their anger to God.

From the day they were born, they began to launch guerrilla warfare against all who could bathe in any God, no matter how despicable and inferior the favor of that God was.

The sudden appearance of the God-rejecting person in front of him really surprised Brian.

However, he could not think too much now. The cold sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the god-rejected person, who looked like a gargoyle, waved his jagged sword and took the lead in killing him.

——"Flash technique!"

Brian did not dare to be careless and instantly dodged away. As evil creatures born from the remaining divine power of the Three Gods of Death, they are born with divine nature, and have powerful magic and magic resistance. They can also be immune to many spiritual confusion spells. They are simply monsters born to restrain the caster.

If you want to kill it as fast as possible, you can only use physical means.

Just as Brian avoided the attack of the God Rejection, Karadna on the other side had taken the opportunity to prepare her spell, a deep purple chaotic magic ball, roared and smashed it up.

Accompanied by the dull sound, the God-rejecting Person slapped the bat wings violently, and a gray-white power of death emerged all over his body, dispelling the bursting chaotic energy.

"How is that possible?" Karadna felt a little unbelievable when she saw that the spell she was proud of was useless.

However, just as she was so stunned, the cold eyes of the God-rejecting Person locked her, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a afterimage and appeared in front of her.

——"Force Field Prison!"

Brian naturally noticed the situation here immediately. With a wave of the staff in his hand, a square force field cage fell from the sky, trapping the God-rejecting person inside.

"Do not go!" He immediately reminded Karadna:

"This is the God Rejector, with powerful magic resistance. Our attacks cannot shake its defense at all. You are responsible for using spells to limit its movements. I will attack."

"I understand." Karadna nodded slightly, her expression becoming solemn.

"Bang!"

As soon as the words were finished, the God-rejected man waved his long sword and swept around, and the strong force field prison was shattered in response to the sound.

It spread its wings, its cold blood-red eyes locked on Brian fiercely, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and dark energy like divine light gradually emerged from all over its body.

Seeing this, Brian stared at it with a stern expression. Through the actions of the God Rejector, he instantly judged that the God Rejector was planning to use a killer move.

At this moment, Karadna took action again.

As she chanted a spell, the dark void around the God Rejector suddenly condensed rose purple energy like smoke, and then instantly turned into countless slender energy ropes, spinning wildly, binding it like a rice dumpling, falling rapidly towards the ground.

Brian took this opportunity to carry the sword of the stars that had already been surrounded by blue and white curse fire in his hand, and turned into a afterimage and appeared in front of the God-rejecting One who had not yet fallen to the ground.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! A shiny sword light flashed past, and the moment the long sword hit the body of the God Rejector, the bright blue and white curse fire spread toward the God Rejector at an extremely fast speed.

The God-rejecting One let out a painful wail, but the rope transformed from the chaotic energy is so soft that it cannot escape for a moment.

Seeing that the attack was effective, Brian breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the God Rejector has strong magic resistance and immunity, his IQ is equivalent to a beast and does not have spell-like magic.

As long as it can cause damage to it, even if it is grinding, it can be grinded to death.

"Bryan, hammer it with this weapon." He was about to continue attacking, but Karadna had taken out the wand behind her back at some point, injected chaotic energy, and threw it over.

Without any hesitation, Brian took the wand into his hand, nor was hesitant to cause curiosity, and tried to untie the wrapped linen. Instead, he clasped his hands without hesitation and smashed them toward the forehead of the God-rejector who was about to break free from the bondage.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, the body of the God-Rejected Person who was hit on the forehead suddenly froze, and was suddenly swallowed by the magic wand through the entangled linen, and the deep purple chaotic energy surged out.

The shrill wailing sounded constantly, and the God-rejecting person who made Brian feel tricky was forcibly refined into a deep purple soul crystal and landed on the ground.

Karadna's slender fingers gently hooked, and the soul crystal fell into her palm, and she immediately showed a happy smile, "A soul crystal refined by the remaining divine energy of the Three Gods of Death is the most popular currency in Batto Hell."

Without asking too much about the specific reason, Brian handed her the wand and began to explore the depths of the monastery.

They came to a house nearest, where there were many damaged scroll boxes scattered on the flattened wooden table, and the soaked parchment paper was thrown around the ground.

The ceiling is a hemispherical dome. It seems that this place used to be a place for paperwork. On the west side of the room is a door decorated with black heraldry, and on the north side is a small room. The collapse on the east side of the room is quite serious. There are several large holes in the wall, and a whole piece of the ceiling disappears.

"The God-rejector just now should have gone out from here." Karadna pointed to a clean area on the ground and said, "Obviously, it seems to be more responsible for monitoring something."

"Bryan, you're not saying there are believers who hide the murder gods here." She then asked curiously: "Why didn't this group of people appear when we just dealt with the God-rejecting One?"

"Because the God-rejector's role is to monitor believers of the murdered God." Brian expressed his own speculation, "If it were me, I wouldn't help those who monitor him."

"That's true. So, the strange feeling we had not yet appeared in the monastery was that the God-rejecting One had already noticed our reason in advance?" The sorcerer's eyes lit up and he expressed his guess.

"There is such a possibility." Brian pondered slightly, and said, "If this is true, the black dragon hidden in the Dark Grand Canyon will probably have already noticed our arrival."

The strange sound from the depths of the monastery interrupted the conversation between the two.

This intermittent sound sometimes screams sharply, sometimes turns into moans, sometimes howls, or murmurs.

Following the direction of the sound, they cautiously came to the most conspicuous building of the monastery, a solemn temple covered by a black hemispherical dome.

On the walls of the temple hall are a huge mural, and the entire mural is inlaid with colored copper pieces.

In the picture, a skull with a jaw lost, bathed in the purple sunlight shot down from the gaps in the sky and looked up at the sky.

Below the mural, located in the center of the entire wall is an altar made of black marble.

In the corners opposite the altar, there are two things that are covered by thick black curtains, like statues, and a huge and bulky deformed creature stands quietly next to it.

It looks like a giant made of gray and corrupt human flesh, but its face is a slowly rotating black vortex.

From this creature, a chorus of dissonance composed of sorrow, crying and moans came.

Brian was also surprised to notice that there were dozens of painful faces on the monster's skin...

They seemed to be struggling outward, trying to escape from the body that bound them.

"What is this?" Karadna leaned over to Brian, with no fear in her bright burgundy eyes, but she frowned in disgust.

"From the time of the statue and the murals on the wall, it was probably the temple of Ms. Lost, but later it was given to the murder god Cirick for some reason." Brian explained to her as he walked, "the believers of Dark Sun do not want to see other gods here, so they covered the previous statue with curtains."

He uncovered the curtain on the statue on the left and saw a statue of an elegant lady. She was tall, wearing a loose robe and a mask made of feathers on her face. On the other side, the statue was an elegant and slender young female dancer dancing gracefully.

Obviously, these are the two statues of Miss Lost Shar representing the "Dark Night Singer" and the "Dark Night Dancer" respectively.

"The ruling from the Dark Sun, heretics!"

Just then, a man who looked very gloomy and had a deep red skin emerged from behind the door on the northeast side.

A pair of short horns protruded out from his forehead, wearing a light armor with a black luster, and holding a hammer like a demon's claw.

"Oh, you're here too timely. Despiel just needs a few 'volunteers', that's you."

As soon as he finished speaking, accompanied by a roar like a sharp roar of demons, the sudden appearance of the enemy was suddenly shrouded in blood-red light. The short horns on his forehead grew into huge and curved goat horns at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a pair of wide blood-red bat wings grew on his back.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Die, the ruling from the Dark Sun, you two heresy dare to trespass on the temple of our Lord!"

Cirick's believer, Zesamas, a semi-demon warrior with a medium-level legend.

Brian instantly recognized the person's identity, and secretly exchanged glances with Karadna, ready to face the attack of the demon race.

A semi-demon warrior with a medium-level legendary strength poses no threat to him.

——"Overclocking shock!"

Just as Zesamas slapped his wings and waved the warhammer like a demon's claw, the moment when he was about to approach Brian, Brian's instant psionic energy suddenly caused a stinging pain in his brain, and the attack suddenly stopped.

On the other hand, Karadna's spell attack was ready, and the rose-purple chaotic energy wrapped the demon warrior tightly like a deal with the God-rejecting One just now.

Brian was about to finish the fight, but the demon warrior suddenly burst out from the raging black flames, burning all the soft ropes, and he was also affected and had to avoid the edge for the time being.

"It turned out to be two legendary spellcasters...what are they doing here?"

The demon warrior who escaped from trouble murmured to himself, he looked down at Brian and the other two, with a hint of fear and shock floating on his dark red faces.

Apparently, he also knew that he could not face two legendary spellcasters at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, the demon warrior suddenly opened his exaggerated mouth and made a death whistle that was enough to pierce the eardrum.

Brian and Karadna's expressions changed slightly, and they immediately activated the protective barrier to block the explosion of death sound waves.

The demon warrior quickly took advantage of Brian and the others' attention and turned around and spread their wide blood-red bat wings, like an arrow from the string, breaking through the dome of the temple and disappearing into the dark void.
To be continued...