Western Continent.
The night is heavy.
The air in winter is a bit cold, and there is a vague layer of white mist floating in the sky under the moonlight.
This white mist brought a chill and even caused snowflakes to drift in the sky.
Under the sky is the vast open land.
At this moment, tens of thousands of ice and snow monsters pulsed out from the Amician Mountains, leaving a mess everywhere they passed. They did not tire or stop, and they continued to rush towards the bright and shining city-state.
The military region of the Western Continent did not stop this group of monsters.
In fact, before this, the military region near Guangming City wanted to gather outside the city to launch an attack, but due to the appearance of this group of monsters, they had to retreat.
Although the Warcraft is not directed at the imperial army, if they are within the range of the Warcraft's rampage, they will definitely be affected.
There is no tranquility in the earth in the dark night.
Changes in the Royal Capital in the morning.
It is also destined that this continent will never be peaceful again.
Waves of roars and wails spread to the distance along with the sound of wind, and the white snowflakes reflected the light of the moonlight and fell crystal clear.
In Guangming City.
Here magic sparkles and blood splatters.
A semicircular golden barrier covered the entire city upside down, but the golden light was already crumbling, and holes were torn in various places. Countless monsters rushed into the city through the gaps and wreaked havoc.
And their target is actually the Church of Light.
There were not many Holy See troops left behind, and they could only hold on hard at this time. The remaining Holy See knights escorted the believers in the city to evacuate the City of Light from other places.
Several exarchs stood quietly in the temple and chanted, supporting the magical energy of the city's protective barrier.
No matter how loud the killing sounds outside.
This place remains as peaceful and sacred as ever.
Behind the Church of Light.
The place where the statue of light is located.
The tall and graceful Saint of Light stood under the statue, with a faint smile on her face, and her golden eyes casually glanced at the dark corner not far away.
Even though the priestly dress she was wearing had been soaked in blood again, and even though her beautiful light golden curly hair was splashed with blood, this state did not give her the slightest sense of embarrassment.
After catching a certain figure in the darkness.
The Holy Lady of Light slightly bent her eyes and said with a smile: "Little Eleven, why did you hide for so long this time?"
As she finished speaking, golden threads of light faintly flashed across the five fingers of her right hand, and in an instant a figure was pulled out of the darkness.
The person covered by the black robe only revealed a pair of eyes.
There was ruthlessness in those eyes. The moment he was pulled out by the silk thread, he also threw out several slender spear darts.
The Holy Lady of Light avoided it sideways with ease.
But the target of one of the spears was not her, and it shot straight towards the statue of the God of Light!
Seeing this, the saint quickly threw out the silk thread and wrapped it around the spear, but soon, the darkness that spread from the spear invaded towards her.
Resentment, this is extremely strong resentment!
And it’s still resentment against the Holy See of Light!
This power formed by the mutation of believers' faith is the power of faith that causes it to mutate - the thing that defeats the sky!
in other words.
This kind of resentment may be useless to Dawn Faith, and it may not cause any harm to passersby, but as long as the target is a loyal believer who has given his faith to the Holy See of Light, then this thing can hurt them.
And the only thing that can deal with the power of faith.
That's it.
…
There are not many emissaries of the Inquisition.
Compared to the Pope of Light, the Knights of the Sun have a smaller number, with only a few dozen people, and the personnel changes quite frequently.
Because as long as the heresy trial is dispatched.
Then the task must be completed no matter what!
Regardless of the extent of the loss.
Because only such madness can maintain the power of the Holy See.
Naturally, these people were all trained by the Holy See since childhood. They can be regarded as executioners dedicated to power and support. Before joining the Heretic Tribunal, they had been training in the closed secret room of the Holy See.
This keeps going on.
If an emissary's thinking is a little flexible, he will feel depressed and collapsed, or even - apostasy.
Even a choir can soothe their spirits.
But there are always times when there is a lot of confusion.
It is not that there have never been apostates in the Heretic Tribunal in history, but it is the first time that apostates like this breed the power of resentment against the natural enemies of faith.
Believers who had devoted their bodies, minds, and beliefs turned black.
The destructive power it brings is terrible.
Around the battlefield of the Statue of Light.
In order to protect the Saint, the remaining twenty or so emissaries of the Heretic Tribunal have all been killed in battle, due to the power of resentment.
"It's really scary..."
The Holy Lady of Light disconnected the thread, feeling the power being consumed in her body. She supported her forehead as if she was exhausted, and then looked at the heresy trial envoy with a half-smile.
Even though the saint looked like she was at the end of her fight at the moment, the heresy trial emissary did not approach her rashly, but was filled with fear in his eyes.
This woman is so weird!
He was obviously seriously injured, but he acted like he was fine in every aspect!
"My dear child, why have you betrayed our gods?"
The Holy Lady of Light crossed her hands and clasped her hands, put away the smile on her face, and lowered her head and sighed with compassion.
The emissary of the Inquisition was about to say harsh words.
But the saint suddenly looked up at him with a sad face: "Because of the existence of my god, great light has appeared in this world! Any darkness exists just to make this light shine more brilliantly. Why do you think so?" Are you going to turn your back on this light?"
The harsh words he was about to blurt out were blocked back, and the emissary of the Inquisition almost choked, and then he opened his mouth again.
"Ah, I know the pain in your heart..."
The Saint of Light hugged herself with sad hands.
Heretic Trial Secret Envoy: "..."
What kind of crazy saint is this?
He no longer tried to say anything cruel to increase his deduction value. The figure that turned into a black line suddenly appeared above the Saint of Light, with several spears in his hand ready to go!
The Saint of Light suddenly opened her hands upwards and closed her eyes, as if she were a saint about to receive the rain and dew, sacred and dazzling.
She had no defense at all.
There was absolutely no resistance to the falling spear.
But at this moment, the heresy trial envoy felt an extremely dangerous feeling inexplicably!
He even wanted to withdraw his attack immediately!
However, those spear darts have already passed through!
Whoosh whoosh!
The Saintess of Light's chest, waist, abdomen, shoulders and arms were instantly pierced by spears. Her body fell backwards without any support, but the next moment, she was fixed in place in a weird lying posture.
It was as if there was a pole supporting her vertebrae, keeping her standing in a prone position, maintaining an impossible balance.
Then, the Saint of Light opened her eyes.
But there was a void of golden light in his eyes.
Without the focal length of a child's eye, and without an expression, the Saint of Light at this moment is like a puppet that has lost its soul.
"The Fool (right position) - the long-cherished wish of the ignorant."
Suddenly there seemed to be singing.
The next moment, chains appeared on the lower body of the Saint of Light puppet, and at the same time, a huge golden sickle appeared in its hand, even two feet long.
The puppet's godless eyes looked at the heresy trial envoy, and then he slashed at him with a huge scythe!
When the Saint of Light underwent a strange change, the Heresy Trial Envoy already felt his scalp numb, and he immediately wanted to sneak into the shadow of the building to escape.
But when the sickle was swung down.
His whole body was forced to pop out!
At the same time, there was an unbearable and severe pain in his body, which made him scream uncontrollably, and smoke even sizzled from his body.
The puppet looked expressionless and waved the sickle again.
The heretic trial emissary did not dare to take it lightly this time. He endured the severe pain and quickly retreated into the distance, directly avoiding the attack range of the scythe.
Wow——
The scythe swept through the air and sank into the floor.
After waving it in the air, the Saint of Light puppet stood back up without any movement.
"Um?"
The heresy trial envoy was suddenly startled.
Because he found out.
The transformed Saint of Light seems unable to move!
She remained lying on her back facing the sky, holding a huge scythe in her lowered right hand. Dense golden chains wrapped around her body from the waist down, restraining her body in place like a seal.
Seeing this, the heresy trial emissary tried to get closer.
Wait until you are close to a certain distance.
The originally stationary puppet of the Saint of Light moved instantly, wielding a huge scythe to strike at his location!
Uh-huh!
The Inquisition Emissary quickly retreated to his previous position.
After the sickle was swung in the air, it was put back, and then the Saint of Light puppet returned to stillness.
"Oh, that's it."
The heresy trial emissary sneered.
It's just the attack range of the weapon.
In this case, he just didn't get close to this side. The other party suddenly became unable to move, which just allowed him to continue destroying the statue of light.
The entire statue of the God of Light is extremely huge.
If he can't get close here, can't he just run to the other side and get close?
Stupid saint!
The heretic trial envoy quickly left the battlefield and jumped up to the nearby church building. After calculating the attack distance of the scythe, he held the spear in his backhand and jumped towards the tall statue of light!
on the ground.
A dark shadow flashed in the pair of golden eyes looking at nothingness in the sky.
in the air.
The emissary of the Heretic Trial was about to draw his spear towards the statue of light, but at this moment, his whole body trembled with chills!
A huge sickle struck at him!
Wow——
The golden sickle passed through his body.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
The emissary of the Heresy Trial screamed in agony. The pain of the flesh and bones all over his body seemed to be crushed and crushed, making him unable to suppress his screams at all!
The severe pain even caused him to lose mobility for a moment, falling from it and hitting the roof of the building.
But he didn't dare to stay at all, and quickly got up and moved away from this position.
The golden afterimage of the sickle swung past it the next moment.
The emissary of the Inquisition took a moment to look back.
Only then did he realize that the chains that restrained the lower body of the Saint of Light had stretched, like a reversibly deformable rubber material, causing the opponent's figure to instantly rise dozens of meters to attack him!
This discovery made the heresy trial envoy unable to help but curse angrily.
It can obviously attack from a very long distance.
But just now he was unmoved!
He got it!
This strange form of the Saint of Light is to protect the statue of the God of Light!
Even if he is not within the attack range, as long as he tries to destroy the statue of light, the opponent will pursue him instantly and then swing out that terrifying sickle!
The scythe swiped at him didn't actually cause him any damage.
But the excruciating pain in my body.
But it will cause him to lose mobility instantly!
What's more, it may even destroy his spiritual will, because now he no longer wants to try to attack the statue of light...
Because he didn't want to suffer that kind of pain again.
This is the uncontrollable fear in my heart!
After thinking about it.
The heresy trial emissary threw several spear darts at the statue of light from a distance.
However, the next moment, the puppet of the Saint of Light swung the golden sickle at the spear. The spear in the air stopped flying instantly, and the Ding Ding Jing Jing fell to the ground.
Afterwards, the heretic trial envoy went to the back of the statue of light and waved his weapon, and then flashed to the top of the statue's head and waved his weapon.
As a result, the phantom of the golden scythe passed directly through the statue of the God of Light and appeared on the back, and immediately swung it to the top of the head, accurately shooting down all the spears.
When the heretic trial emissary saw this, the secret passage was indeed true.
Even if you attack from the invisible back, it will cause the opponent to move instantly.
This is no longer the reaction ability of consciousness.
This should be controlled by instinct.
This thing...
Can't deal with it!
…
After weighing the situation, the Heretic Trial Envoy gave up and continued to destroy the Statue of Light.
At this time anyway.
A lot of the statues of the God of Light have also been destroyed.
This majestic statue that stands tall in the sky and is tens of meters high has not been damaged for thousands of years, but at this moment, there are several sharp scratches everywhere on the statue.
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There is even a scratch on the waist and abdomen of the statue that is about two feet long and has an opening of three inches.
Although this detailed black scratch is not obvious when looking at the entire huge statue, its length almost runs through the entire statue horizontally!
At that time, the emissary of the Inquisition had just left this scratch.
It was knocked away by a black claw.
If the ice elf hadn't been rescued in time, he would have been eaten by the dragon.
But after that, he was restrained by the Holy Lady of Light who came over.
This statue of light cannot be completely destroyed.
Although the Inquisition Envoy was unwilling, he could only retreat temporarily. He planned to help the ice and snow elves deal with the black dragon that was flying around in the air and disturbing the battlefield.
But he just turned around.
I saw a figure walking out of the back door of the church.
The statue of the God of Light stands directly behind the Guangming City Church, half a body taller than the solemn and grand church spire. It is surrounded by stepped willow flowers and is connected to the apse of the church.
Then you can come out of the church.
Naturally, they are church people.
What's more, the opponent wears a sun crown symbol on his head, covering the upper half of his face, and his long silver-white hair pours down. Even at night, it seems to be shimmering with light, and his whole body is sacred and dazzling.
The Inquisition Emissary has seen this image.
Because he has been lurking in the City of Light and has not left.
Just a dozen days ago.
When the Holy See of the Pope of Light was preparing to go to the royal capital, he prayed and blessed in the temple of the Church of Light. There was a great scene at that time.
As an undercover emissary of the heresy trial in the church, with the idea of knowing yourself and the enemy to be victorious, he naturally used all his strength to sneak a glance at the enemy while lurking on the periphery.
So now, he naturally knows...
What does the Pope of Light look like?
In other words, this person is the Pope of Light!
But why is he here?
Isn't he in the royal capital? !
The emissary of the Heresy Trial suddenly tightened his grip on the spear in his hand, his muscles all over his body were alert, and his nerves were even more tense. He stared at the person walking slowly across from him as if facing a formidable enemy.
The Holy Lady of Light is already so weird.
So what will happen to the Pope of Light?
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