On top of the tower in the ancient city.
"It's also frost magic?" The bishop understood why the White Envoy had apprentices.
The messenger said nothing, and more magic power overflowed from his fire, turning into a frost-white hell that suppressed the pure silver altar. The black hole formed by the broken moon above them was gradually growing larger, and seemed to be falling to the ground.
…
Uriel watched York and Meme fall to the ground. The mercenary was fine, but the werewolf's hair was covered in blood. He looked away. The light barrier was not just a protection, but also contained a terrifying high fever. It was a magic used to control enemies, just like Joey's Aloof Praise. No wonder the envoy would choose to let the priest retreat first during the battle.
"Sir." Priestess stepped off the stone bridge, and the nearest paladin had already approached her. There were dots of fire under her feet, as if she were walking on the Milky Way. "Your adjutant, Arabella Reese, has returned to the team. Please give battle instructions."
Lemmons' eyes were complicated. For a moment, a strange shadow seemed to flash in his eyes, and it seemed like an illusion. His instructions were only one. "Remove obstacles for the goddess and implement her will!"
"As you command, sir!"
The divine magic of light bloomed in the shelter. York immediately drew his sword and slashed at the splashing flames.
Behind him, the knights also began to attack.
The narrow streets limited the charge of the horses, and more knights lowered their reins. The shining armor surged towards them like a silver thread under the gray night sky, and Delphine let out an uncontrollable scream; Uriel stood in front of her, turned around and pushed her backward into the secret room. Daoli.
"You can't deal with so many paladins!" The count patted his arm like a child.
"I can. So just watch." Uriel replied in an unquestionable tone. He then used the terrain to block the blasted crack with an ice shield. The adventurer Calder stepped sideways, but due to lack of magic power, Lemons waved the holy sword to repel him.
"Your strength has become smaller." Lemmons said. He rushed towards Uriel and slashed a sword light at him.
The sword light that was enough to cut through steel broke through the distance barrier in the blink of an eye. However, Uriel took an unexpected step to the left, and the wind pressure split the wall behind him, and the gravel was thrown far away. The apprentice got up, subconsciously touched his shoulders, and exhaled a mouthful of cold mist.
"Good luck." Lemons sighed.
"Not good enough." Uriel slashed with his sword, the magic light flew out of the blade, and the paladin responded with anger. The two magical lights shattered each other in mid-air, and ice shards were scattered all over the ground.
The ensuing wind pressure pushed him to slide on the ice and hit the stone wall heavily. Uriel felt that his bones were almost falling apart. A ray of divine magic from the Priestess missed the mercenary passed over his head, and the flames left scorch marks on the stone.
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The countess behind the ice shield looked pale, and the dentist beside her was spinning around like a headless fly. "Are you dizzy?" Danlfien couldn't help but sarcastically said in the end.
Hope Occam said uneasily: "We will be caught." He walked to the stone wall and supported his body with his palms. "The Paladin will kill me, just like they did fifteen years ago." Fine pieces of stone fell from his hands.
This is not wrong. The Earl has to admit that the duty of the Holy Knights of the Council is to destroy demons. "Okay, dentist. As long as you don't come to see me, who will think you are an unknown person?" She replied impatiently.
"But I am," Hope said pitifully. "I asked the church for help, but the priest only looked at me and called the demon hunter."
"Because there is only one possibility for the sudden change of fire, you idiot. And you said you didn't come to the door?" At this time, Uriel was pushed open again by a huge force, and Danlfion was tired of the dentist's muttering. The devil also has vision. It doesn't give you any useful powers other than enhanced healing...etc. "You said you can use sonic magic?"
"My occult career has something to do with it."
That was more certain. Danlfien's eyes lit up, and the relationship between profession and Tinder was closer. "I guess you haven't combined the power of demons with your profession, otherwise those demon hunters would suffer heavy losses."
"I'm just a professional in daily life." The dentist was frightened. "I only treat diseases."
Believe me, you will be used for more than extractions and treatments. "Sometimes people should have the courage to try new paths, especially when they are desperate in the future. If you don't want to be beheaded or burned to death by the Paladin, just go out and help me." The count ordered.
"Didn't he say he had a way?" Hope prayed.
Unless he is a mysterious person above the sky realm, he can possibly break out of the siege of the Paladins. Dandelphin clenched her fists, "Stop talking nonsense, give me -?" She turned her head in shock, her expression as if she had seen the gods descending.
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The numbness almost pushed him to the ground, and Uriel didn't know how he stood up. The adventurer tried to rush over, but the second group of dismounted paladins quickly stopped him. The mercenary leader let out an angry roar, and the first knight to step forward was turned around and thrown away, before being caught by their companions. The crisp sound of the weapon being unsheathed was endless, accompanied by the crackling sound of the ice breaking.
"You can't stop the entire Paladin Order." Lemons told him, "No one can do it except the White Envoy! You are not him, and your magic is far inferior to him."
"I can't do it alone," Uriel admitted, "but I'm not alone."
The ground trembled, and under the sudden gloomy gaze of the Paladin Captain, countless fully armed cavalry emerged from the corner of the street.
Their armors are not neat and thick, and their weapons are all kinds of. Their roars were as loud as the horses' hooves. There was no scorching sun on them, only the messy colored cloaks of the motley crew, which was a symbol of freedom.
"For Knox!" a guy shouted like he was toasting in a bar.
"For Calder Reiler!" the mercenaries shouted, their voices sounding like a mountain falling apart. The adventurer laughed loudly and kicked down a knight who was stabbing with a sword. "For York Chaine!" one of them said in a particularly thick and powerful voice.
The orange-faced man turned around, almost causing his head to be chopped off with a sword. He glanced at the dwarf Painter charging towards him on horseback, and muttered something in a low voice, but everyone could see his eyebrows flying. In the end, York simply ripped off his helmet and threw it in the face of an unlucky guy.
"For our brothers!" he shouted at the top of his lungs, startling the knights approaching him and waking up Memie from her drowsy state. Arabella gritted her teeth and threw out a bright pillar of fire. The orange-faced man blocked it with his blade, and the brilliance that was not inferior to divine magic danced on the spine of the sword. "I am Lucia's Final Dark Herald!" he told her.
The brilliance of "Shadow Chaser" forced Priestess to retreat.
This response was like a horn of charge, and the adventurers of the Knox Mercenary Group pierced the battlefield like sharp arrows——
The scope of fighting and chaos expanded several times in an instant. The mercenaries' armors are not bulky, so they hardly need to dismount, and there is no need for one-on-one duels. They divided into small teams and fought fiercely, directly cutting the battlefield into countless fragments and destroying the common formation of the Holy Knights.
Uriel turned around and said, "We have more people now, Lord Knight." He began to feel that he had mastered the knack of using precognitive magic.
"It's just stalling for time," Lemons commented. "Perhaps the replacement of the projection will be completed in the next second. If it continues like this, do you still think you will have a chance?"
No doubt, thought the apprentice, no. It was the last scene he saw from the future, but what he did achieve was a happy ending.
"So this is completely meaningless." The paladin commander turned his sword sideways, and the cold light flashed on the blade. "The mercenary group can block my knights, but they can't block me. The sky realm is the level of life above the ring level. The order of truth cannot be challenged.”
The apprentice took a deep breath. "I know all these things, but Mr. Theodore, you should know that my profession is a gift from Gaia."
"You can see it." Lemons was referring to the magical spells on the Scroll of Oath. "so what?"
"You are a noble knight."
"I am the knight of Lucia. Everything I have is given by the scorching sun, my strength and glory. Don't expect me to be as merciful as I was in the castle."
If it were before the battle of Yotsuba Castle, maybe I would have such naive thoughts. He met the knight's sharp sword-like gaze, "My friends, my brothers, and everyone who trusts me, the goddess allows me to stand with them... They can't stop you, then please allow me to be you opponents. I promise you, Mr. Theodore. If they are fighting, there will be no reason for me to surrender to you."
"I don't need your surrender, I will give you failure." The paladin commander calmed down, Durandal pointed at the apprentice. The air seemed to be slightly stagnant.
Uriel rushed towards the knight first, just like he did at the castle.
No need to test, Lemons already knew how much his opponent weighed in actual combat. The swords of the two men touched each other, and the Paladin Captain slashed with his backhand. Durandal wiped the blade of the slashing sword and sent sparks all the way down. Uriel had no time to respond, and the tilted tip twisted dexterously. , leaving a scar on his arm. The apprentice couldn't help but hiss.
"You're too far gone, boy" Sauron mocked in words.
Uriel turned a blind eye. He didn't retreat or flinch, and struck with his sword based on his feeling. This time Lemons had no defense and leaned back to avoid the sword edge. Then the paladin captain grabbed the apprentice's wrist with his left hand and pulled him to the ground forcefully, as if what he was holding was not a giant sword but a small dagger.
"Don't rush in and chop him. You're a rookie, and don't keep staring at his sword." A knight without a sword is still a knight. And if you don’t have a weapon, I’m afraid you’ll be knocked down by someone’s punch.』
How come I didn’t know that a ring would suddenly make me proficient in swordsmanship? "That's true." The apprentice got up with a cold sweat on his face, "Or are you saying that you have touched a sword?"
"The wise Mr. Gessen doesn't need that kind of thing to protect himself. I am an auxiliary rune life."
Why should I listen to your nonsense now? Uriel tried to parry the paladin captain's fist with his ice sword, but unfortunately the other party downplayed it and slapped Zhan Jian's sword. Then he pressed the ice sword with one hand and slashed horizontally with the holy sword in the other hand. Uriel only had time to barely lift the calyx of the sword to block it, and then he was kicked away by the opponent.
"Nice kick" Ring cheers.
"That's enough!" Uriel couldn't stand his trash talk anymore. "If you still remember who your master is, don't disturb me——"
"I am an auxiliary prop, sometimes used to record some things. For example, Bai used me to organize his 'teaching notes'. In fact, I need help converting some sword-wielding skills into text descriptions.』
Teaching notes? Joey actually prepared such a thing... Thinking of his initial resolute attitude, the apprentice couldn't tell how he felt. "Wise Mr. Gershon." Perhaps I would have been more grateful if you had said it earlier.
"Why do I feel like you are scolding me with these words?"
"This is the price you pay for always being sarcastic about others. Everyone thinks you have bad intentions." Uriel replied. He held the sword in both hands, "Give me some guidance, my half-mentor."
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