"hateful……"
Facing the sudden betrayal of Samson, Rhodes' expression changed. He would not just sit back and wait for death.
The pustule on his arm burst quickly, and the dark red mist swept towards Samson, instantly submerging the high-level swordsman's body.
Fine red rashes appeared on Samson's body, but he rushed straight towards Rhodes as if he couldn't feel it.
Samson's eyes were fixed on Rhodes. He was vaguely aware that everything this dark yellow demon had done was perhaps the biggest threat compared to Will who performed miracles on the field. .
The nearby spiders, also under the control of the disease messenger Mai Wen, jumped in front of Samson, eager to use the powerful disease contained in their bodies to make the swordsman slightly afraid. Unfortunately, this did not stop him at all. pace.
Silver light continued to flash around Samson. At this moment, Samson exerted his sword skills to the extreme. All the spiders that came close to his body were accurately hit by the sword blade, and finally fell to the ground without any traces. breath.
As Samson approached, unwavering heroic will emerged from his body, and Rhodes's face became increasingly ugly.
It wasn't until this moment that Rhodes felt the full strength of Samson. When this high-level swordsman gave up his previous obsession, found his own will, and was not afraid of any damage he might suffer, the damage he could cause was extremely terrifying.
Rhodes had no intention of fighting him, and it would be difficult to deal with an enemy of this level. Surrounded by a large number of spiders, Rhodes retracted into the passage and said at the same time:
"Samson, you have to think clearly. Do you want to kill me, or to expose Bishop Will's miracles? You know, Ms. Spider is still on the battlefield."
Samson looked hesitant, and the sword he swung was no longer firm.
Finally, he gritted his teeth, ignored Rhodes in the passage, turned around and rushed towards the battlefield.
In the passage, Rhodes stared at his retreating figure with an inexplicable expression.
Fortunately for Rhodes, perhaps because the stimulation was not strong enough, Samson did not truly become a hero, so he naturally did not obtain powerful hero skills.
"You were deceived by him! He colluded with those pagans. What you saw was not a miracle at all, it was just a play performed by him and the pagans!"
Overcoming the obstruction of a crowd of spiders, Samson rushed into the battlefield, and when a crowd of crusaders paid homage to Bishop Weir who showed his miracles, he shouted different voices.
He saw some kind of flame in the eyes of some of the crusaders who took off their helmets. The flame was generated not because these crusaders were deceived, but because of his arrival.
"You are lying! This is a miracle I have seen with my own eyes. How dare you slander God's will?" A crusader glared at him and shouted.
"Who is he? Does anyone know him?" More Crusaders were whispering about Samson's identity, but none of them could identify the person who raised the question.
Samson held his magic eye and looked at the bishop surrounded by many crusaders, with a look of hatred on his face.
He thought clearly about everything that had happened in the past. Everything seemed to be caused by this bishop. In the past, Samson sacrificed his own children under the inducement of the bishop. Now, he couldn't bear to see more people being deceived.
"He is a heretic."
The bishop's words, like the legendary holy words, instantly calmed the noisy battlefield. The crusaders nearby who were still talking about each other just now looked at the swordsman with hatred.
"Have you seen the evil creature on his shoulder? That is undoubtedly a blasphemy against God!" The bishop pointed at Samson and shouted.
"That's not the case..." Samson realized what the bishop said. Not long ago, the magic eye that the dark yellow monster gave him had been carried by him, and now it had become a symbol of paganism.
"He must have been sent by the pagans to undermine our morale! None of the spiders around him bit him!" A familiar voice from Samson sounded from the Crusaders. It was the voice of the dark yellow demon, which immediately made him His expression changed.
He rushed towards the direction from which the sound came, and what greeted him was the sword held high in the hand of the Crusader.
Samson looked around blankly. At his feet, the spiders that were still blocking him suddenly became docile at this moment. As he got closer, the crusaders blocking him were all attacked by the spiders. Attacked, but nothing happened to him.
"Damn it..." At this moment, Samson had realized the dark yellow devil's plan, and he yelled angrily, "Elot, come out to see me!"
What answered him were the silent crusaders and the bright swords reflecting the firelight.
I don't know when, under the influence of the dark red mist, the red rash on Samson's body disappeared at this moment, without a trace remaining.
As the bishop said, at this time, he seemed like a real pagan.
"Archers, aim your weapons at him." The general in charge also made a decision at this moment, "Evil pagans cannot be allowed to blaspheme our God."
"Listen to me..." Samson was about to say something, but as the crusader in front of him leaned down, the fine arrows from behind were shot at his body.
He waved the sword blade in his hand, trying to block the arrows approaching him. Suddenly, a strong itching sensation appeared in his limbs. After all, he slowed down his movements by half a beat and was unable to guard against them all.
Several arrows shot into his body, and his roar resounded throughout the battlefield. Even the two spellcasters who were fighting in the air slowed down their movements.
Samson knew how to deal with the archers. He rushed into the siege of the Crusaders. As long as he and the Crusaders were close enough, the archers would not release arrows easily without worrying about accidental damage.
The magic eye lost control, and he could not see clearly where the bishop was. He fell into deep darkness again, but he could hear the rapid breathing caused by panic and guilt. He found The location of the bishop.
Even if his behavior is not understood by others, the only thing he can do, and also the way to make up for the mistakes he has made, is to end the life of the blasphemer who fooled others.
Seeing him facing the resistance of the Crusaders, he rushed in front of the bishop and was about to cut off the sword in his hand. What greeted him was a pure white barrier.
The high-ranking priest in the sky also discovered something strange and cast a spell to save the bishop's life.
"No..." Samson roared angrily, slamming the hilt of his sword against the barrier, but the barrier remained intact.
