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Completely different from the pure magic, the pale light that surged in front of him had absolute destructive power.

Randall could clearly see that wherever the silver glow passed, whether it was the hard rock or the scattered rain, it was all crushed to pieces by the irresistible destructive force.

He felt that his faith had been impacted, how could there be such power in this world?

How could there be, a depraved person so desperately powerful?

As a quasi-artifact of the Golden Festival, the Moon God Sect is one of the few treasures in the Eastern Church, and the Golden Sect has always been a banner-like existence in the Eastern Church, and now it is engaged in a fierce confrontation with the blazing silver light.

The gods' bounty was consumed almost instantly, and the moment the golden blade dimmed, the sound of cracking reached Randall's ears.

"Impossible!"

"It's absolutely impossible!"

He was on the verge of losing his mind, and his blue eyes were struggling to widen, as if trying to see through the blazing silver glow to see Leo's current appearance.

The shield of judgment in front of him was cut open, and the gray feeling of death immediately clouded his eyes.

Turned to ashes in the endless silver glow in the field of vision, along with the screams before death.

"Ding! Current XP: 926/2000! ”

Gaining 30 experience points, Randall, as a fourth-level priest, thought that he would provide more experience points.

It seems that the level has been increased to LV9, and the experience gained from these natives has gradually decreased.

"Gotta hurry."

Leo looked somewhere beneath the night and the rain, and stepped over the completely turned mess and a pile of ashes.

The silver glow slowly dissipated, and the sluggish priest felt his knees begin to weaken as he looked at the miraculous afterglow, as well as the shattered trees and rocky ground.

Needless to say, Randall was shattered in the overwhelming silver glow, along with the trees and countless rains.

"Lord Randall, dead."

With a thud, the priest fell to the ground, his godless eyes staring at the sky, and the continuous rain fell on his face.

"How, how is it possible, mere degenerate!"

"Why, why can't Lord Randall defeat him, why..."

"It's so powerful, the magic just now... is like an oracle in the forbidden canon."

"Shut up! Do you think that fallen one is a god?! ”

The moon warriors hiding in the jungle were silent, their faces full of fear, and the priests panicked and began to argue.

"What now?"

"Inform the Golden Cult that we will evacuate here immediately and leave Stormwind alone."

"That Fallen is supposed to have come to the rescue of another Fallen, and most likely won't be chasing us."

"Lord Randall's Second Adjudicator..."

"No matter how much it is, the statistics of losses are carried out after the escape."

After discussing it for a while, several priests reached a unanimous decision.

By night, the priests who had already left the tent, and the moon warriors of the Golden Festival, discarded most of the supplies in the tent area and fled directly through the driving beasts or convoys.

At this time, the camp where Kelsey was held was in chaos.

The glowing fluorescent stones that were as bright as flames in the dark night were constantly stained with blood, and the samurai believers pouring out of the tents could not even stand firm under Leo's momentum.

"Unleash the Lianming Technique, hurry up and notify the Priest!"

"This way, pay attention to the location of the Fallen, don't let her escape!"

Dozens of samurai believers armed with long-handled weapons, with the help of the mantra magic "Lian Ming Jutsu", resisted Leo's oppression, and rushed forward without fear of death, but only repeated death.

The samurai believers of the Luna Cult were still strong-willed, and they realized that their actions were only to send them to death, and they did not run away immediately, but tried to convey the message of the intruder to more people.

Eventually, swaths of samurai believers fell, and the rest realized something was wrong.

"Why hasn't anyone come to support yet, has the news been delivered?"

"The other party is about to arrive in the detention area, where is the priest?"

"Oh no, the driving beasts behind are gone, and some of our companions see our convoy heading for the jungle path."

"Could it be that the brilliance just now—"

The news of the priests' escape spread very quickly, and these fearless samurai believers were a little confused, not knowing what to do next.

Sensing that almost all the samurai believers around him were concentrated here, Leo identified a direction and cast the skill [Thrust].

The sweeping sword light tore apart the samurai believers who stood in the way, and in the rainy night, the white crowd appeared on the unobstructed road.

Blood splattered on the fire that had long since been extinguished, and several samurai believers fell with weapons in tow.

"Retreat."

A samurai believer gritted his teeth and looked at Leon's rain-free figure, his hands holding weapons trembling uncontrollably, and then said to his companions.

The latter stared at him in disbelief, and stopped talking.

The rout was already a sure thing, and the speed of the opponent's sword swing did not slow down in the slightest, even if it cost the lives of all the samurai believers here, it would not necessarily cost him death.

What's more, the priests of the Golden Rite had abandoned them and fled in a hurry.

This is the most incomprehensible situation for these samurai believers, could it be that even that Lord Randall has escaped?

The glory of the moon god is always with faith, so why run away?

The firm will that binds them to their faith wavered, and the samurai believers began to follow their instinctive fears in confusion and slowly retreated, moving farther and farther away from Leo.

"It should be safe."

Leo looked around at the retreating samurai believers, and then looked at the tent not far away, where there were no samurai believers guarding it.

Stepping on solid rock, Leo walked briskly to the tent door, then opened the curtains.

None of the samurai believers stopped him, and they watched Leo walk in, then looked at each other.

The tent was rudimentary, with some unused torture instruments next to it, and the red-haired Kelsey sat on a blue magic circle with his eyes closed.

That magic circle is the same as the one that Randall released during the battle, and it has a lethal restraint effect on believers.

Kelsey didn't even notice anyone entering the tent because his magic was cut off.

The voluptuous red hair was draped casually, and apart from the pale face, it was no different from the appearance of being in a village.

Suddenly, Leo opened his mouth and made no sound.

At this time, he didn't know what to say, and his awkward silence came instantly.

Kelsey, let's go.

Leo thought about it, and he was about to pat the other man on the shoulder.

Again, kudos to your wit.

However, he had barely taken a few steps when Kelsey opened his eyes as if consciously, red with indifference.

The moment he saw that it was Leo, his indifference was completely replaced by astonishment.

She looked at Leo in a daze and blinked in disbelief.

"Camouflage magic?"

"Randall, I advise you not to use these tricks."

The look of surprise was almost uncontrollable, but she quickly calmed down and said coldly.