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A few minutes ago, the entire square was packed with onlookers, but now these onlookers are screaming frantically as they rush to the few exits around the square.

The jostling and stampede continued to play out in the crowd, and although Leo only glanced at it a few times, he was sure that the number of people injured and even killed by it was not too small.

Like fanaticism, panic is a rapidly contagious emotion.

At this moment, the flames that burned under the stake were gradually rising, and finally at a certain moment, three flames climbed up the body of the prisoner who was tightly tied to the stake almost at the same time.

It was the moment that the thousands of onlookers were looking forward to, but when it came, they cried and shouted to escape the square.

Although the mouths of the three prisoners on the stake had been tightly gagged, they still struggled to make a muffled sound from their mouths, their bodies shook like chaff like chaff, and Leo could even clearly hear the sizzling sound of the flames burning on them, as well as a strange fragrance.

Fragrance?

That's right, the scent.

The aroma of barbecued meat.

The aroma of grilled human flesh.

As soon as he thought of this, Leo's face changed suddenly, and his stomach turned upside down, and he had the urge to run to the side and vomit.

Of course, disgusting is disgusting, but Leo knows very well in his heart that it is not impossible to vomit, but first he has to deal with the executioner of the dark sect in front of him, who killed nearly 100 innocent people as soon as he made a move-Shahrir.

Shahril stood squarely under the platform in the center of the square, smiling at his own people on the platform.

Although Shahril had been surrounded by twenty Knights Cathar from the Church and a hundred elite soldiers of Varna City, Leo had a feeling in his heart that these forces were not enough to kill the ruthless heretic in front of him.

Leo also discovered another interesting thing, which is how Shahril knew that he was an impostor. Although others may not believe the words that come out of Shahril's mouth because of Shahril's own heretical identity, Leo knows very well in his heart that his identity as a bishop cannot withstand any scrutiny at all, as long as someone takes this matter to heart and quietly inquires, his identity will be completely exposed!

Although the enemy is current at this moment, Leo has all kinds of thoughts in his heart, and he is a little distracted for a while.

The person with a heart in Leo's heart is, of course, Viscount Juan, who is standing beside Leo. But what Leo didn't know was that Viscount Juan had already known his identity as an impostor.

But Shahril wasn't in a daze.

As a cultivator of dark power, Shahril will be limited when fighting under the sun, so Shahril specially used the blood of six adult men in Varna City, plus the essence blood of Lothar Priest, into his carefully arranged magic array, and finally succeeded in sending out that magic - the dark canopy.

At this moment, the dark canopy composed of countless dense black gases was floating in the air about dozens of meters above the ground, and this black gas that seemed to make people feel quite oppressive was lying between the sky and the earth, blocking all the sunlight shining into the square, so as to achieve the purpose of allowing Shahlil to exert his strength to the fullest and without restrictions.

Although the dark canopy only lasted five minutes, and a fraction of it had passed now, it was enough time for Shahril to do what he wanted to do.

Shahril slowly stretched out his hands forward, and at some point there were slender claws like fangs shining with cold light on his ten fingers, and a bloodthirsty smile flashed on his pale face: "Everyone, the game has begun." ”

The next moment, Shahril's figure suddenly turned into a black mist and rushed straight towards the high platform where Leo and Viscount Juan were.

"Stop him!" Viscount Juan and Leo, who had just come to his senses, gave the same order at the same time.

The soldiers and cathars who stopped in front of Shahrir raised their weapons one after another, facing the black mist that Shahril had turned into in front of them.

The screams rang out in the square again, and unlike before, this time the screams did not come from the innocent crowd of onlookers. And as before, this time the screams still didn't come from Shahril's mouth.

Leo could see clearly, the soldiers' weapons were just about to slash at the black mist that Shahril had turned into, but they were blocked by a few silver essences that suddenly appeared in the black mist, and these silver essences cut the weapons in the soldiers' hands into two pieces like slicing tofu, and then cut the soldiers who had lost their weapons into several pieces.

Warm blood sprayed from the wound into the air, and the thick smell of blood began to spread in the air.

"What sharp claws!" Leo couldn't help but take a deep breath, secretly shocked in his heart. The silver rays emitted from Shahrir's body were undoubtedly those claws that suddenly grew out of Shahrir's fingers that were quite similar to the fangs of a wolf, but what I didn't expect was that these claws were so sharp, and the imperial swords in the hands of the soldiers were as far away as the difference between the fire stick and the heavenly sword.

A strong hand suddenly grabbed Leo's shoulder, and the young bishop only felt a sudden force from his shoulder, and his whole body involuntarily changed positions, from the front of the arm owner to the back of him.

"Hey, Ada, tap next time!" Leo's cheeks shook slightly from the pain coming from his shoulder, and he couldn't help but complain to Darwin, who was already unsheathed with his sword in front of him, although Leo could understand Darwin's desire to protect himself, but he didn't like the feeling of being carried around like a chicken.

"Light Shield!" Darwin frowned and jumped off the stage.

"Can't you say a word when you're asking someone for help!" Leo couldn't help but roll his eyes, but he still instantly blessed Darwin with a light shield technique.

A few more screams rang out, and several more soldiers died under Shahrir's claws.

Seeing his subordinates being slaughtered like this, Viscount Juan couldn't help but let out an angry roar in his mouth, jumped off the stage, and before jumping, he didn't forget to turn his head and say to Leo: "Lord Bishop, give me a light shield too!" ”

Leo sighed, and threw another light shield technique on Viscount Juan's body: "Lord Viscount, I think it shouldn't be so troublesome to say a word of invitation, right?" ”

Seeing that Viscount Juan had all joined the battle group, Falindor, the steward of the Viscount's Mansion who was protecting the Lord on the side, also pulled out the weapon on his waist and jumped down: "Lord Bishop, thank you for the light shield technique!" ”

Leo's face changed, and he said slightly angrily: "Say a word and you won't get pregnant!" "That being said, the third light shield technique was unleashed on Falindor's body with incredible precision.

Leo suddenly felt something, and suddenly reached out to his side, just in time to grab the church deacon Morata, who was about to jump off the stage, and stared at his subordinate with cannibalistic eyes.

Morata, who had seen through his inner thoughts, smiled wryly, rolled his eyes, and said loudly to Leo with a serious expression: "Lord Bishop, please bless me with a light shield technique!" ”

Morata deliberately bit the word "please" very hard.

"That's pretty much it," Leo's face turned cloudy in an instant, and after laughing, he immediately blessed Morata with a light shield technique, and then kicked Morata off the stage: "Go and give this heresy to this bishop to fix properly!" ”