Chapter 0954: Harvesting the Holy Light
With the death of the Golden Knight, the resistance of Hakans came to an abrupt end.
Without the containment of the powerhouses of the same level, no matter how many of the remaining 1st and 2nd order paladins there are, it will be in vain. At the level of Level 3, it is no longer a simple stack that can be countered.
The crippled paladins seemed to realize that the situation was turning, and reluctantly regrouped and retreated to the Chapel of Light, hoping to use the power of the terrain to defend against the attacks of the dreaded wizards. It's a pity that their ideas are beautiful, but reality is always crueler than the coldest horror novels.
After killing the Golden Knight, the Thunder Dragon Arms burst into the sky with a cheer, only to take a brief look before turning around and heading straight for the most extravagant and luxurious mansion in the city. Time is running out, and it is a highly professional and challenging task to raid the mansions of the upper echelons of the city and the city's public treasury.
So, it's not going to waste any time!
As for the magnificent Chapel of the Holy Light, which is close in front of you, it is obviously some kind of mysterious building with religious overtones. Raiding a place like this requires killing too many dead-headed defenders, and not to mention wasting time, I am afraid that most of the souvenirs that can be looted are classics, the bones of a certain church celebrity, or the clothes and armor of others.
These things may have a strong commemorative significance for church members, but for the dragons who only like golden and shiny treasures, they are too old-fashioned. If you return to the Reims plane with such a 'treasure', you will be ridiculed by all the dragons.
Therefore, Arms rushed to the City Lord's Mansion in the distance without even looking at the Chapel of Light.
And it is rare for Flame Tiger Sindar to come to the different plane to 'play', so naturally he does not plan to return empty-handed. After glancing at the direction of the Brontosaurus, it immediately flew straight towards the commercial area of Hakanth City.
There must be some treasures that are not found elsewhere!
In the blink of an eye, all that was left in the arena was the scarred elemental magic machine and the Grim who turned into a tall fireman. and the corpses of paladins all over the ground.
Under Grim's command, the elemental weapon roared and chased the retreating paladins towards the Chapel of Light. Grim, on the other hand, walked leisurely to the wreckage of the third-order golden knight.
The opponent's body had been brutally beaten by the terrible attack, and Grim's last meteor burst had blown it to pieces. The divine armor on the surface of the body has been twisted and deformed, and the exposed skin is even more charred, and the surface has been completely carbonized.
Grim leaned down and stared at the remnant carefully, his black pupils glittering with blue, and he couldn't stop scanning the situation inside. As for the Flame Enchantment, it had already been opened, cutting off the possibility of the Golden Knight's soul escaping.
The strange light that I missed last time, after the chip was analyzed, the cause was the pure and rich divine light, and the strong and tenacious soul. The two complement each other and are indispensable!
Seriously, the holy light that the paladins believe in is actually the knightly faith that they hold on to in their hearts!
It's just that these knights of the Enwick plane have found a visible and tangible carrier for their ethereal beliefs, that is, pure light...... They use light to represent the purity of their hearts, and they use light to paint a bright future.
And this is a primitive belief in a state of ignorance and chaos!
Light was originally a ubiquitous basic energy in the dimensional world, unintelligent and unintelligent, ordinary. But when many paladins have pinned their so-called 'justice', 'wisdom', 'faith', and 'hope' in their hearts on the light, then the light is no longer the original 'light'.
In the dimensional world, faith itself is a powerful force. And the light, which is the carrier of the paladin's faith, has since become more and more sacred and powerful.
With the mindless, unconscious light as the source of their faith, perhaps the wizards will despise and ridicule the paladin's ignorance and ignorance. However, the wizards could not deny that the paladins did derive their power from the 'Holy Light' and continued their legacy.
In this respect, this group of paladins actually lives more pure and real than the magicians of the world of gods!
After all, they didn't have a god on their heads who was hungry for the power of faith, and they didn't have a strict and rigid dogma to restrain their every move.
With their devout beliefs and daily teachings, the paladins have also deeply infiltrated the rules of light with their faith in the knights. So, in a way, the light of the Envik plane is indeed very different from the rules of light in the wizarding world.
And with the power of the Holy Light, the paladins also passed on the knightly faith to the laws of the plane. In the Enwick plane, no matter where you are born or what race you are from, as long as you recognize the code of faith of the paladins from the depths of your body, mind and soul, you will be able to perceive the existence of the Holy Light through the power of the laws of the plane.
As for Grim, he has already traveled through two worlds with dimensional beliefs, and after killing those gods and goddesses, he has never found a 'remnant of faith' like the Holy Light. According to Grim's reckoning, the main reason is that there is a 'god' on those believers!
The depths of their souls have long been deeply imprinted with the imprint of the gods, so once they die, they will either return to the soul mother river under the traction of the laws of the plane, or enter the realm of the gods through the channel. Either way, it is impossible to leave the 'thing' formed by the fusion of faith and soul in the material plane.
In the realm of the gods, this kind of guy who has a strong and resilient soul and can still put his soul consciousness on the power of faith after death is often called a heroic spirit or a holy spirit.
In short, they are all eccentrics whose souls are unwilling to perish and continue to wander on the remnants of their strength!
For such beings, of course, the gods can't wait to guide them into their own realm, shape them with divine power, and continue to serve the gods in the kingdom of gods. However, on the Nwick plane, the Holy Light that the paladins believe in is not self-aware, so they will not actively guide the dead paladin's heroic spirit or holy spirit back to the source of faith.
That's why there is a strange scene where the strange 'holy light' lingers!
And this undoubtedly provides the possibility for Grim to intercept the 'Holy Light' halfway.
However, today was obviously different from the last time, when Grim carefully incinerated the body of the Golden Knight, the 'Holy Light' that was even better than the Silver Knight unexpectedly began to frequently collide with the flame barrier. It seems that some powerful force is calling for it, and it can't wait to return.
Grim looked up and looked in the direction the Light wanted to flee, and it was the majestic Chapel of the Light at the end of the road that he could see.
Chapel of the Light?
Grim groaned slightly.
According to the fragments of memories he extracted from the minds of the natives of the plane, the Chapel of Light was not only a place for paladins to live and train, but also a burial place for the fallen paladins. Perhaps functionally, it also played the role of those large and small temples in the world of gods.
As a knowledgeable wizard, Grim is not good at manipulating souls, but he knows seven or eight ways to collect and store souls.
He took out a fist-sized, crystal-clear crystal ball and carved more than a dozen witchcraft runes with different functions on it one after another. These runes are also strange to say, at the beginning of the carving, they were as bright as day, and the magic was clear. However, as they melted away on the surface of the crystal ball one by one, they became dull and obscure, and the presence of magical aura was almost imperceptible.
After the Soul Gathering Crystal was ready, Grim grabbed it and shook it slightly towards the holy light, and under the traction of a strange force, the holy light trembled for a moment, and then he was reluctantly sucked into the inner space by the crystal ball.
Come on, you've got what you want!
After taking in the remnants of the Tier 3 Golden Knight's 'Holy Light', Grim straightened up and looked at the devastated battlefield.
Around him, hundreds of paladins were lying around.
Grim smiled slightly, tied the Soul Gathering Crystal to his waist with a silver chain, and then strode forward. And as he strode forward, a silent transparent source of fire swept away in all directions, instantly incinerating the hundreds of corpses into pieces of flying ash.
And in the gray ashes residue, a strange 'holy light' of light or darkness emerged, and then floated towards Grim's waist like a milk swallow returning to the forest, silently merging into the soul gathering crystal.
Of the 129 corpses in total, only 72 rays of light were recovered. The rest are either souls that have been completely shattered, or the Light faith is not pure enough. In short, not all paladins can condense the 'Holy Light' after death!
And while Grim was slowly 'collecting' the spoils here, the Chapel of Light in the distance was already bleeding from the battle, and corpses were lying everywhere.
The remaining paladins retreated to the chapel, using the temple gate as a barrier, and took out their sturdy shields to resist the onslaught of elemental weapons. Of course, these little guys who are only 1 or 2 levels can not be opponents of elemental magic weapons, but their power is twisted together to form a strange resonance of holy light, and it is not something that can be easily broken by elemental magic weapons that lack the means to attack fortifications.
Therefore, the two sides fought bloodily at the gates of the Chapel of the Light.
Although the elemental magic weapon is constantly slaughtering low-level paladins, the 'ants' in front of it are still dense and inexhaustible.
It's so slow, I can't wait......
After Grim finished cleaning up the battlefield, he immediately strode towards the Chapel of Light, and as he walked forward, he casually condensed a series of violent fireballs and threw them into the crowd.
Without the involvement of opponents of the same level, these little guys in front of him were a group of unthreatening ants in front of his 6-meter-tall flame body. With the fireball exploding wildly, twenty or thirty paladins fell in a pool of smoke and blood in an instant.
If it weren't for the fear that the witchcraft attack would be too powerful and affect the harvest of the 'Holy Light', the paladin in front of him was really not worthy of Grim's serious attention.
It's too weak!
In the dimensional world, weakness is a sin in itself and must be cleansed with blood and fire.
And this is exactly the tradition that the wizards of the wizarding world have always adhered to!
There is no justice involved......