Selemila looked at the person who came and said: "The one holding the sword is Cain, the former Marshal of Canglan. I think he is a saint, but the aura he exudes now seems to be that of a divine saint, but he doesn't seem to be. Totally."
"The person next to him wearing the attire of the Holy Glory Church should be Archbishop Salion. He is a saint and a loyal subordinate of Holy Glory Pope Michael II. Unexpectedly, he is also a member of the Garden of Eden."
"As for the half-man, half-wolf monster..."
Plisson added: "Eden's No. 11 fighter, a pure-blood werewolf, I have dealt with him before."
"Plisson, what do you say, do you want to fight with them?" Ellie asked.
Plissen shook his head, "There's no need. Fighting so close to the Grand Duke's Palace is not a good thing for us. Vlad's Scourge Guards may arrive at any time."
"Before the real trouble comes, let's retreat for now and wait for the right time."
The opponent's reinforcements have already arrived, and they have lost the opportunity for a quick victory. In this case, there is no need to fight, they retreat quickly, and it is not too late to attack after Vivian's message is transmitted.
However, just when Pleasant was about to avoid its edge and make a strategic shift, the blood mist that obscured the surrounding area quietly dissipated, and Pleasant discovered that his retreat had been surrounded by the assembled Scourge Guards.
Pleasant frowned, and the situation seemed to be taking a turn for the worse.
The only hope that existed was that Vlad and Adam hadn't arrived yet. They didn't seem to regard their side as a powerful threat, nor had they discovered the backhand left in the blood pool of the ancestors.
As long as this part of his and Vivian's plan can go smoothly, then they will have a chance to rescue Roxie and Vitor before the Seven Sins merge into one.
But before that, Pleasant had to get through the difficulties at hand.
.........
Liya pulled out the thin sword in her hand from the fading shadow, and the surrounding space seemed to be constantly vibrating.
Liya looked at the decaying shadow and sighed softly.
"Archbishop Jerlend, you have persisted long enough, there is no need to hold on any longer."
The scattered shadows gradually gathered and took shape as Liya's words reappeared, revealing a vague and scarred human figure.
At this time, Jarend felt as if his body was filled with lead. The power of shadow flowing in his body exceeded the maximum load. Not only was it difficult to mobilize, but his ability to heal himself became sluggish.
But he still stepped into the shadows and stood in front of Liya. The look in his eyes revealed an unprecedented determination. Under the all-round overdraft, Jarende was now completely supported by faith.
His vision became bright red, and the colors were very dark. The surrounding scenes seemed to disappear in his eyes. He could only see Liya, who was on the opposite side of him, and the Mammon statue that seemed to be very close at hand. Just the golden fire in front of you.
"...I'm sorry...I can't let you pass."
Jarende spoke tremblingly, as if blood condensed with dark shadows dripped from the corners of his mouth into the darkness on his body.
Liya raised the thin sword like a flute in her hand and shook her head unconsciously.
"I've said all the good and bad things, but I can't persuade you no matter how hard I try. Maybe it's just like what the old guy said. You are a Fourth Age person living in the Fifth Age, and you carry blind faith and foolish faith to the extreme."
"Then I'm sorry, Archbishop Jerlend, I can only leave you here."
Space ripples continued to appear on the edge of Liya's sword, and the ethereal sound seemed to come from far away at this moment. The power of the surrounding space turned into several sharp knives that could break all obstacles.
Liya turned her head away. If this blow landed, Jarende might no longer be able to stop her.
Liya waved her small hand, causing the surrounding air to tremble, and the sharp blade transformed by the power of space instantly moved.
But at the moment when the space blade approached Jerlend, vines and tree trunks instantly rose from the ground. The climbing trunks carried Jerlend to higher places, narrowly avoiding Liya's attack. hit.
Jolina, who had just arrived here, used natural magic in time. The rising tree trunks and leaves wrapped around Jerlend and continued to extend outwards, keeping him away from Liya temporarily.
Jolina panted. If she slowed down her magic by one step, Jarend might be in danger.
She and Luojia encountered an enemy attack on the way there. Luojia seemed to be pulled into an independent space by the enemy, but she was not involved in it under the protection of Luojia.
If she stayed where she was just now, she wouldn't be able to help Luojia at all. After thinking about it three times, Jolina still chose to follow the original route to rescue Jarend.
"... Jolina? You shouldn't have come... Even if we are tied together, we will not be her opponent." Jarende, who escaped from the danger, saw clearly The man's tense face looked a little anxious.
"If I don't come, you might really have to stay in Providence completely."
"I'm here. The two of us together can at least hold on for a while longer under her hands." Jolina said to Jarende.
"The longer you hold on, the more likely you are to wait until Mr. Pleasant or Maester Lorgar comes!"
Liya stretched out a finger of her right hand holding the hilt of the rapier and lightly tapped the blade of the rapier.
"Is there another one? I really don't know why you are trying to stop me."
"But the new elf lady, fortunately I don't know you, so I don't have to show mercy."
"So it shouldn't take much time to deal with you next."
Liya stood the rapier on the ground, and strange poetic sounds came from all directions at the same time. A page describing the magnificent and exotic rivers and mountains appeared behind Liya.
........
Joshua slowly emerged from the surrounding darkness, looking at the female mystic who was pulled into the void space by him with sharp and gloomy eyes. They have the same seeker priesthood, and they should both accommodate the divine power. .
A strong man of this level should not be unknown. The other party seemed to know him, but he felt that this person's appearance was a little unfamiliar.
Judging from the arcane runes surrounding this woman's body and the obviously modified academic robe, this person is likely to be a new high-level member of the Arcane Society.
"Do you know me? Are you the newly promoted Grand Bachelor of the Secret Magic Society?" Joshua did not take action directly. Instead, he silently summoned the secret magic rune for protection, and then asked Luojia.
"Of course we know each other." Luojia nodded, with a faint smile on his face.
"Then let me also introduce myself to Archmaester Joshua. My name is Luojia. I am the current Chief Archmaester of the Secret Law Society. I have a very famous name as 'Dharma Saint' in this world."
