No one can withstand three Holy Word spells, unless they are gods. Didn't you see that even the lightning, angels, skeletons, little zombies, and brass dragons all knelt on the ground?
Ange took it, he is a god, the immortal god.
No one could break the five-layer shield plus the Holy Blessing Technique with one punch, and Ange couldn't do it either, so he passed through it with his hand.
The hand that travels through the world is not only the key to the Palace of Rest, but also an artifact that can travel between two worlds. It passed through layers of shields and penetrated into Nikolai's body.
Nicholas looked at his chest in disbelief. There was a hole there, and a hand was inserted there.
Feeling that all the strength in his body was disappearing rapidly, Nicholas shouted with difficulty: "God... God said, under the holy light...".
In the distance came Negris's cry: "Burn him, don't bring him back to life."
When dealing with lichs, the Church of Light likes to wrap them in holy shrouds and burn them to prevent resurrection. If Nicholas is resurrected, he will definitely hate people like himself and eat all the way to death.
"Oh." Ange responded, and the blazing fire element exploded directly in Nikolai's body, roasting him into charcoal inside and outside, leaving him dead and dying.
It can only be said that Nicholas chose an incorrect opponent and chose the most inappropriate method. Even if he let the group of guards swarm him, it would be much better than now.
The power of the Holy Word disappeared, and Nigris and others were finally able to move. Before they could stand still, Nigris shouted: "Rush out, don't stop."
Under its urging, everyone rushed forward together, even the horses had no time to get up.
"Slow down, slow down, my knees are broken." Lightning muttered, running faster than anyone else.
Nicholas's guards showed expressions of despair and grief. Under their protection, the archbishop died. They all had to go to the execution chamber to be judged when they returned. It was a place that was more frightening than death. Rather than this, It's better to just fight and die.
With the mentality of dying or redeeming their sins, the guards rushed forward.
Ange let out a cry.
The angel skeleton shouted excitedly and ran in front of everyone, spreading its wings.
For a moment, the enemy on the opposite side was hesitant. The appearance of the angel skeleton was too confusing. It looked like an underage fair-skinned, cute, cute and fierce little girl. Moreover, she was also an angel with a holy name. When it came to believers, When they spread their wings, the same changes occurred within the enemy as in the original Madena team of Paladins.
The holy light shines all over the place.
It flashed to both sides quickly, and then it flashed slowly and was swallowed up by the holy light. Nikolai's luxurious carriage was illuminated from the front, and all the luxurious exterior decorations were vaporized and melted, revealing the dark steel plates inside. It was still an armored carriage. .
"Come on, they are closing the door!" Nigris grabbed the ashes of the angel skeleton with his short hands and threw it onto Lightning's back.
I saw that the city gate in the distance was slowly closing, and on the city wall, the soldiers of the city defense army were desperately stirring the noose in fear.
If they can't rush out before the city gate closes, they will be dead. The most terrifying thing about humans is not their strength, but their organizational ability. They can organize countless soldiers and mages to rush forward and pile up any enemy to death.
However, it seemed that it was too late. All Ange's trump cards were used, and only Locke's hand was left. Despair arose in Negris's heart.
At this moment, Ange's boundary-piercing hand disappeared, and when he pulled it out again, it seemed a little laborious, as if he was dragging something heavy.
A crossbow as thick as an adult's arm was shot, heading straight for Ange. In a hurry, the city defense army could only turn around one crossbow. Give them a little more time, and they could turn around more than a dozen crossbows on the city wall.
"Aha!" A figure stood in front of Ange, his fighting spirit turned into a sword, and knocked away the crossbow arrows.
Ange finally dragged everything out, which was a twenty-ton steel structure.
Luther immediately yelled when he saw it: "So Patsy is here with you. I thought someone had stolen it, so we had to look for it for a long time, but there is no guardian throne here..."
Before he finished speaking, Ange saw his hands pressing on Patsy's body, and then the steel structure made an excited voice: "Oh oh oh! Where does the energy come from? Such a powerful soul energy. I am full of strength!!!"
Although there is no Guardian Seat, isn't Ange just a mobile charging treasure? Who has more soul energy than him?
"Break it." Ange pointed at the city gate that was slowly closing in the distance.
"As you command, sir, watch me crush it." Patsy stood up slowly and stepped out its short 50-centimeter legs.
Nigris is going to cry. Does it rely on these short legs to move? Can it reach the city gate before dark?
Nigris was overly worried. With two short legs, how could Patsy become the only one among the Twelve Guardians who could speak? By enriching knowledge?
I saw that when Patsy opened her legs, her hands had already jumped out, and it was more than ten meters away. She grabbed the corners, contracted her arms, and pulled it forward. As she stretched and contracted, her moving speed was even faster than Lightning is even faster.
When a twenty-ton steel structure is moved, it is equivalent to a twenty-ton chariot. If anything blocks the road, it will be crushed directly. The holy light shone and no one had time to hide, so they all dodged out of the way.
Patsy bumped into the city gate. The magic pattern on the city gate that hadn't been completely closed flashed for a moment, and then bounced open with a squeak. The guards on the city struggled for a long time and couldn't close the giant city gate, so Patsy knocked it open. .
Everyone followed Patsy out and disappeared into the woods outside the city gate.
After tugging with both hands for more than ten minutes, Patsy shouted: "Ah, I don't have the strength... to do anything... next time... ask me... to play..."
How many years? How many years? From the day it was forged, Patsy has never fought with all its strength. Occasionally, someone invaded the world transfer station, and was robbed by other guardian gods before it could arrive.
Ange pushed it back hard, and the group of people rode on the lightning and ran wildly without choosing the right path.
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Anthony raised the crystal cup to signal to the people on both sides of the long table, and said with a smile: "Gentlemen and ladies, I am very pleased that you can take time out of your busy schedule to come here. Those standing here are all the best of the gods." Devout believers, at this time of crisis, the power of the evil god is polluting the interior of the church, and I don’t know how many people have been inspired by the evil god..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a guard who ran in in panic. Anthony frowned and was about to scold him when he heard the guard say: "Report, Archbishop of the Western Diocese, Nicholas Kay. Vince III, assassinated.”
Anthony was shocked: "What?! Nicholas is dead? How did he die?"
The people on both sides of the long table all looked at him strangely. Their expressions seemed to say, 'Don't you know best how you died? They also called us to have a long table meeting, just to create alibi. '
Anthony screamed in his heart, and immediately realized that if Nicholas was really dead, the biggest suspect was him, because he was uniting all the forces in the eastern diocese and putting pressure on the Pope to blaspheme the gods. Nicholas was executed in the name of the assassin.
Which bastard put the blame on him? If you want to do it, you have to kill that guy in a dignified manner. Ambush and assassination are not his style.
The guard reported: "It is a stunted brass dragon, a human, an angel, an armored man and a strange horse with half a horn."
Anthony looked strange at this time, and looked at the silver coins on the right side of the long table: Why does this combination look familiar?
The guard continued: "The Pope has an order. It is up to you, Bishop Anthony, to arrest these assassins with all your strength, whether they are dead or alive."
People on both sides of the long table looked at each other, and they all saw the clear expressions on each other's faces. This was an order for Anthony to surrender. Even His Majesty the Pope thought it was Anthony who did it, and specifically stated, "It doesn't matter whether you live or die." This order is very powerful. So profound.
Anthony's eyes swept over everyone's faces, taking in their expressions one by one. His heart felt as bitter as gall: Sir, you took my blame and made me take the blame. I...
