"This, what is this?"
The dozens of surviving clergymen were shocked.
It's a good thing it survived, and it's even better that the cathedral wasn't destroyed.
But the way these demons and fallen people died was really weird.
At least in the temple, they have never seen anyone's attack method that makes plants grow from the enemy's body and suck the enemy dry.
At this moment, a group of graceful girls in strange clothes came slowly from not far away from the church.
Those plants born from the bodies of demons and fallen people actually stood up on their own, then trotted forward to meet them, and got into the bodies of the girls.
The terrifying abyss magic power faintly emanating from the girls made the priests' scalps tingle.
"It's them?!"
A middle-aged cleric wearing armor suddenly remembered something and his eyes widened.
"Do you know the origin of these demons? Forget it, needless to say, prepare to fight! They are more difficult to deal with than the previous batch."
A slumped-looking church bishop said with a wry smile.
"Don't take the initiative to attack, just wait and see what happens. If I'm not wrong, they shouldn't be harmful to the cathedral." The armored priest shook his head and said.
Although the other clergymen were hesitant, they still listened to the opinions of the armored clergymen.
The strong men of the Knights Templar have traveled far and wide, fought in many worlds, and have seen a lot.
Maybe he knows some secrets that they don't know.
Besides, with people like them, even if they try their best, they probably won't be of much use.
Facts have proved that the armored priest's judgment was not wrong.
These "demons" who resembled human girls did not attack them, but formed a line of defense in front of the cathedral to resist the attacks of other demons.
The priests finally breathed a sigh of relief, relying on each other to recover from their injuries.
"Why would these demons help us?" the Holy Bishop asked the armored priest in confusion.
"Perhaps, because their master is related to His Majesty the Pope."
The armored priest's thoughts seemed to go back to tens or hundreds of years ago.
The Knights Templar first showed their talents, following the great years of the current Pope's conquests in the north and south.
While supporting a certain empire in a war to resist the invasion of the abyss, he witnessed with his own eyes an indescribable existence.
With a wave of his hand, he wiped out hundreds of millions of demons.
That existence seems to have a close relationship with their His Majesty the Pope.
"If it's that person..."
"These demons definitely don't stand a chance!"
The armored priest showed a comfortable smile.
The same scene happened in front of every cathedral.
Thousands of plant life forms defend the cathedral like iron barrels.
Regardless of whether it is a demon or a fallen person, as long as it approaches the scope of the cathedral, it will inevitably end up in ashes without any surprises.
Theoretically, plant life forms are only third-order units.
But even a seventh-level demon cannot shake a being whose four-dimensional attributes total millions.
In the face of the huge gap in attributes, quantity has lost its meaning.
As soon as Chen Yu took action, the crisis in the cathedral was immediately lifted.
The Abyss Lord who was wandering outside the battlefield also noticed the situation here.
However, it did not rush to attack the cathedral. Instead, after observing the psychology of plant life, it brazenly joined the eighth-level battle.
Chen Yu's expression condensed, and the eleven elves around him immediately made preparations to attack.
The Sword Intention Grass also turned into a sword and surrounded him.
He did not trust the higher-ups of the church.
In his view, everyone could be a mole, even the Knights Templar, the direct descendants of the Little Saint.
He needs the devil to muddy the waters and bring the two forces to a balance.
Otherwise, he could have wiped out all the demons outside the Holy City.
However, at this moment, he could not sit back and watch all the temple masters be killed.
The cathedral and the angel statue were so close that I was filled with worries when I moved my hands.
Facing all the demons and degenerates alone, he could not guarantee that the little saint would be absolutely safe and that the ritual would not be affected.
"Hey, if that's the case, then just wait and see how it gets better."
Just when Chen Yu was about to take action, he stopped again when he saw the Abyss Lord's attack target.
In the sky, on the eighth-level battlefield, the ascetic Heratugus fought against four demon lords alone.
The surging holy power surrounded him, forming a pure white river of holy power.
The resolute figure loomed in the white light.
The abyss power originating from the demon lord constantly shattered the river of holy power, breaking through the defenses and attacking Heratugus's body.
Heratugus struggled to support himself, and was already somewhat stretched.
There were originally five eighth-level people in the temple, but now only four were left.
But the ten-headed demon lord still maintained his fighting power.
Even though Heratugus withstood most of the pressure, the remaining three people also suffered all-round suppression.
Among them, the most outstanding one is Daria, the knight of the Knights Templar.
His strength seems to be comparable to that of Heratugus, and he can fight the three-headed demon lord alone.
Although he has been injured, it does not affect the battle, and he still has enough energy to support the other two from time to time.
Dalia was the first to notice the silent entrance of the Abyss Lord.
The thick domain spread over, and the huge power made Dalia's hair stand on end.
When the power of the Abyss Lord attacked Heratugus, he only had time to shout "Be careful"!
By the time his voice came out, it was already too late.
The moment the domain was covered, a powerful abyss magic swept over like a tsunami, directly shattering Heratugos's holy power defense.
"boom--"
With no time to react, Heratugus smashed into the ground after taking an attack from the Abyss Lord.
A burst of smoke and dust rose.
The next moment, the figure of Heratutgus soared into the sky again.
His body was covered with spider web-like cracks, and his whole body was like a rag doll that had been torn into pieces and then pieced together.
"He's not dead yet? His vitality is very strong."
The Lord of the Abyss elegantly straightened the wrinkles on his dress.
"However, your life has reached its final moment."
"For a devout believer like you, I like to personally send you to meet your noble Lord."
Say it, the Lord of the Abyss flashed and appeared next to Heratugus.
The sharp claws shining with scarlet light pierced Heratugus's chest.
"Lord Ascetic!"
The eyes of the three eighth-level saints were about to burst, and they hurriedly tried to get rid of their opponents and went to support them.
But the demon lords wouldn't give them any chance.
The demon's arm penetrated Heratugus's chest without any hindrance.
Then with a gentle pull, a bloody heart was pulled out.
