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A white streamer of light swept towards the Holy See district, followed by a red-haired giant man in hot pursuit.

The redhead is now back on his back, the greatsword he picked up at some point. Fast as a wind, like thunder, every step of the way would trigger a small earthquake, and every flexion and extension of the strong leg muscles containing inhuman strength would bring explosive power and throw him far forward.

Obviously without any magic or magic, and carrying a giant sword that got in the way, the red-haired man was not much slower than the cardinal who wrapped himself in high-level magic.

However, after all, the physical body is not as convenient as the divine art, and the distance between the two sides is still widened little by little.

"Coward."

The redhead whispered.

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Asa heard.

But he didn't stop.

In fact, this cardinal still has the strength to fight.

He is one of the few people in the world who uses divine magic at the top of the transcendent level, and he has been able to successfully use the "power of the realm", and he is also full of powerful magical items hidden all over his body.

But he really couldn't afford to fight for his life with this strange assassin of unknown origin.

Is there any point in winning?

So, when the other party showed the strength that could hurt him, he simply fled.

Although the redhead did not use the power related to the "realm".

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The pursuers fell farther and farther away, and the Holy See district was already in sight.

"Win."

Asa's spirit was relieved.

At this moment, a green light suddenly shot from a distance.

It's in front of you in an instant.

The cardinal's hairs stood on end.

As a top-level spellcaster, Asa is extremely sensitive to the perception of magic.

He felt that the energy contained in this light was powerful that he had never seen in his life.

-- Maybe now is the biggest crisis he's going to have to go through in his life.

The light is not only strong, but also too fast.

It's too late to get out of the way completely.

But his sense of crisis and desire to survive sparked his potential.

The Flying Spell was still working, and he used all his strength to deflect the direction of the Divine Technique, allowing himself to pounce sideways.

At the same time, the "Realm of Holy Light" had also changed the "rules" of the space around him in a radius of ten meters at this moment.

Although the scope is small, this is the fastest time he can use the "field", far beyond his limits.

Now, any non-Holy Light magic effects that enter this realm will be weakened by ninety percent.

At the same time, one after another magic barriers automatically appeared, and more than a dozen trigger-type ornaments and gems on Asa's robes were suddenly activated at the same time.

The cardinal, now like a strong fortress wrapped in layers of defensive magic, gathered the bed crossbows of the whole city to shoot at it, and it is estimated that he will not be able to break his defenses in a short time.

However, the sense of foreboding still lingers.

There's no time left for him to think about why.

He had been hit by the green mang.

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Everything happens between the lights and the fire.

To others, the chubby cardinal only moved slightly to the left, and was quickly enveloped in various types of defensive magic of holy light, and the green glow struck him.

"No wonder...... I think it's so dangerous......"

Jewels and gems that had lost their magic shattered to the ground.

All the defensive light that had enveloped the cardinal vanished, revealing the miserable and mutilated figure within.

The right half of Asa's body was now completely gone, and the bloody organs and bones were horribly exposed.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood and fell straight down.

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A short time later, the red-haired man flew to arrive.

When he saw Asa on the ground, he was stunned at first, and then he stepped forward to inspect it.

The light magic in the cardinal's body and the restoration of his body barely hung on him with ornaments.

"Half of my body was blown away, but I wasn't dead yet. The ability to survive is not much worse than that of the undead. ”

If he was not rescued, he would soon die.

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"Sativa?"

Although he had been left far behind just now, his eyesight was now excellent, and he had seen the general condition.

And the residual fluctuations in the air also told him something.

And you can feel the "power of the realm" from afar.

In the world, apart from the light of the alfalfa forest, what other weapon can so cleanly defeat the first cardinal of the Holy See while weakening ninety percent of its power?

Or maybe the artifact's attack simply ignored the rules of the realm?

However, he raised his eyes and looked around, but he did not see the graceful figure of the white elf.

"Let's get down to business first."

The red-haired man lifted the cardinal, who had only one breath left, and swept towards the papal quarter.

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In the distance, in a brick alley, a bow is showing its powerful presence in all directions.

The whole bow is formed by the intricate weaving of verdant branches, in the form of an elven compound bow. The branches contain a strong magical power, as if they are alive, as if they will sprout, grow leaves, and bloom in the next moment.

The bow attracted the magical elements around it, and the green light condensed here and there, and began to circulate in the veins of the "branches".

This bow is indestructible.

――It's annoying that it takes time to recharge every arrow you shoot.

The bearer of the bow was a woman with a cold expression.

The woman has long pale blonde hair and indigo eyes, and is extremely beautiful.

It's the alfalfa in the mouth of the red-haired man.

She had been tracking Wende to Susalam City according to rumors in the past few days, but halfway through it suddenly turned to the imperial capital of Wright for some reason.

Perhaps because it had been a while since she had broken up with Jane, this beautiful white elf now almost exuded a fairy aura, an ethereal loneliness that did not eat the fireworks of the world.

She took a piece of off-white linen that looked very ordinary, wrapped it around the conspicuous bow in her hand, and carried it behind her back.

Then, he went deeper into the alley and disappeared.

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Located on the west side of the Papal Quarter, near the Palais District, there is a white palatial building.

This is the temple of the Holy See.

The temple exudes a strong magic of light all year round, and is a place where the Pope himself worships the Father.

His Majesty the Pope has been locking himself up in this temple these days, as if to communicate with God the Father.

In the past, it was very quiet, and after His Holiness the Pope's "retreat", there were no idle people to approach.

But today, it's a mess.

Loud shouts of killing, explosions, and the clashing of blades reverberate.

A group of elite warriors numbering five or six hundred, whose strength was generally above the elite rank, had just climbed over the western wall an hour earlier, and had come all the way to raid.

Although the Imperial Capital Wright has not yet faced direct enemy attacks, the Holy See district is already heavily guarded.

However, the Templars and Templars guarding this area together numbered only a few hundred, and their divisions were scattered.

Although his personal strength was generally better, he was invincible with two fists and four hands, and was soon forced to retreat to the vicinity of the temple, forming a formation and holding out, as if waiting for reinforcements.

"Who dares to make a noise here?"

Reinforcements from the Papal Distinction had not yet appeared, but the doors of the Temple were opened.

The three old men walked out side by side.