The Holy Maiden of Light Wants To Change Jobs

The next day, as expected, neither Sylvia nor Barlow noticed anything unusual, and even the question and answer last night seemed to be just a word or two in a dream.

"Hurry up today and get to Lake City." Barlow hugged Sylvia and predicted.

With Lan, their speed is indeed much faster and they can arrive a little earlier than expected.

The two figures shuttled through the forest in this way, however, the more accidents happened at this time.

brush!

Fireball! Frostbolt! Vines!

...

Countless magic of various schools rushed towards Sylvia and the others. At the same time, there was a huge magic net with lightning flashes on it. Once trapped, the people inside would probably lose their ability to move in an instant.

It's a pity that this group of people met Barlow and Lan.

Barlow can't use magic now, but with many years of life and death experience, he has experienced a lot of this kind of situation, and a dozen small knives that don't know where they came from quickly shot at more than a dozen places on this magic net.

If there is an experienced magister here, it can be seen that the place where Barlow shoots happens to be the weakest part of this magic net.

The thunder net that was originally eyeing it has become a thunder splash, and it seems that there is no lethality left.

And Lan did not live up to his elf's racial talent. Countless vines emerged from the ground, tying up those who were hiding in the dark.

The magic that rushed towards them was also blocked by these vines. In a few breaths, the people who should have struggled and fell to the ground had nothing at all. Instead, those who started were lined up by the vines and sent to the three of them one by one.

"Let us go!"

Lan didn't seal their mouths, so these people were restless, and even threatened the three of them. Listening carefully to the voices of these people, they were still childish. They should be young, but this does not mean that they can be tolerated. Ambush yourself.

Lan is not a good-natured person. When she squeezed her hands directly, the vines were locked together. Those people didn't have the energy or thought to scold them, and they all let out dull screams.

"You're not too timid, but..." Before Lan could finish speaking, the ground beneath the three of them suddenly sank, and there was still an ambush!

Then a black light rushed straight to Sylvia at a tricky angle. Obviously, this group of people was not a rabble, and the arrangement was clearly arranged.

The first sneak attack first, if unsuccessful, use the second plan, and at a glance, it is known that Sylvia is the weakest and least offensive among the three, so they chose this soft persimmon of course.

In fact, although Sylvia has a peerless talent for light, she has not studied systematically so far. At most, she can be a light bulb in the dark, and her body is also the quality of an ordinary little girl.

This sudden blow, under normal circumstances, she really can't escape.

Fortunately, Sylvia's reflex arc is good, and she doesn't need to dodge the attack all the time. As long as she dodges this blow, Barlow will definitely be able to rush to save her.

So, what Sylvia can do at this moment is to fall directly backwards. Gravity shortens the time of this process to the shortest possible time. Compared with running in which direction to avoid, Sylvia has undoubtedly made a correct decision.

Slam, falling to the ground was not a good feeling, Sylvia couldn't control her expression, and the black light collided with Barlow's dagger and Lan's wind blade, and the aftermath gave Sylvia a second shock. Immediately, my chest felt heavy.

But now is not the time to be hypocritical, the black light doesn't know what will appear again, and Sylvia tries hard to stand up first.

Fortunately, Barlow also arrived at this time, he hugged Sylvia, "Go, there is a necromancer!"

This sentence was said to Lan. Obviously, he also noticed the abnormality. He didn't want to fight at all. He threw the trapped people into the air with force, and countless wind blades were thrown out by him.

Clap la la, startled a leaf, dust and dirt.

When the area quieted down again, the three of Sylvia had long since disappeared.

Necromancers can be said to be a type of person that most races in this world hate. They will use the bodies of deceased people to do things for themselves. A necromancer often has the power of an army.

Moreover, most necromancers are eccentric and distorted, and they never take into account the consequences when they do things. Even the dark church that advocates their own happiness cannot bear the fickleness of necromancers.

The most important thing is that if the necromancer is strong enough, it can also imprison people's souls after death.

However, there are also many restrictions, which are generally not possible for necromancers.

As soon as Sylvia heard that there was a necromancer, she was afraid for a while. She didn't know what kind of spell the black light was. Fortunately, she avoided it, otherwise she might become someone's new thug.

Barlow and Lan's speed is very fast, especially Lan who does not hesitate to spend magic power to accelerate the two of them with all their strength.

Soon, they saw the edge of the forest, and the necromancer never came out again, I don't know if he had given up.

"Check, two silver coins."

The guards of Lake City glanced at Sylvia and Lake casually, and focused more on Lan behind him, but not because of his elf status.

Lan drank a bottle of potion before leaving Lake Forest, and then Sylvia witnessed the tragic process of a peerless handsome man turning into a shockingly ugly man.

Mung bean eyes, garlic nose, sausage mouth, it can be said that the ugly facial features you can think of, Lan has all of them at the moment, the most beautiful on the whole body is probably only his hair, a long smooth black hair.

But with such a face, I just feel terrible.

As soon as they approached the city gate, many people looked at Lan, so don't be too disgusted with that expression and gaze!

"You, check, ten silver coins!" The guard's expression also showed disgust, as if looking at Lan one more time would shorten his life.

Lan was upset, "Why do they only need two, but I want ten!" His voice became hoarse and dry, and he felt irritated to the eardrums.

The guard didn't hide it, "Because you're so ugly! I'm afraid I'll scare the adults by letting you in!"

"Give it or not? Give it to me if you don't!"

"What are you doing when you look like this?"

...

There was also a response from the surroundings. Seeing that there were more people watching, Sylvia frowned and pulled Lan, without saying much, and directly took out ten silver coins to the guard.

And Barlow also stood to the side, and a momentum suddenly appeared on his body.

As a big and prosperous town in Lake City, there are naturally many high-level people coming and going. The guard is also a rudder. Seeing that Sylvia and the others are not easy to provoke, they quickly accepted the money and let them in with a smile.

"The world always pays attention to appearance, it's really superficial!"

Walking on the street, Lan didn't care to show her current appearance, but she was complaining to Sylvia.

Unexpectedly, Sylvia did not nod or refute Lan's point of view, but said seriously, "Yes, I also like a good-looking face."

"Lan, isn't your family always pursuing beautiful things?"

Sylvia doesn't think Yan Control is superficial. She looks good when she has a good-looking face. When she is in a good mood, she has the strength to do whatever she wants.

And even if it’s superficial, so what, it’s not illegal to be superficial!

Lan: "...Sylvia doesn't look like a child sometimes."

Where Sylvia didn't notice, a smile flashed in Lan's eyes. He had heard Sylvia say that the God of Light likes good looks, and he still wondered if this otherworldly soul was like the one before, and regarded appearance as a Fuyun's character, but just after a few words, she knew she was the same as him.

Beautiful things, who doesn't like it?

Here, Sylvia, who heard Lan whispering in a low voice, spread her hands, "No way, the poor's children should be in charge early."

Lan smiled inexplicably when she heard this sentence, but with his face, she only felt a little horrified.

Sylvia turned her head away, they were going to part ways when they got to the city anyway, and she didn't bother to care what Lan was thinking.

Now Sylvia is watching Lake City with great interest, a huge and prosperous city.

The buildings are all kinds of strange, high and low, all kinds of colors.

Bias City is even more lively. The people in strange clothes on the street and the clamor of vendors make Sylvia even have the illusion of returning to the big shopping mall in her previous life.

To be honest, at first glance, Lake City gave her a pretty good impression. I hope she can get along well with this city in the next 20 days.

But now the first thing, they have to find a hotel to settle down, and she has two words in her head: take a bath!

What kind of undead wizard, what kind of middle-aged elf, Sylvia said after a few days of survival in the jungle: "No one can disturb her good mood about taking a bath!"

[God's Favor +1]