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Eventually, the red light was concentrated on his hands, so that the martial arts bandages wrapped around his hands were burning, and his hands were like freshly baked steel, and the crimson color distorted the light around him, emitting a scorching temperature.

"Drink!"

In the face of such a behemoth as the dragon, the warrior monk was not afraid at all, and he rushed towards the dragon in the distance with a loud shout.

Behind him, James blessed his companion in his heart, slowly opened the Bible in his hand, turned to the last page, and began to recite the hymn of the gods.

"Hahahaha! Are you just ants, do you really think your gods will protect you? ”

The dragon laughed wildly, "Today I will shatter your naïve illusions, so that those of you who live in fairy tales all day can meet the gods sooner, of course...... It's the god of the underworld! ”

The dragon didn't use his own dragon breath either, because depending on the monk's dexterity, he could easily dodge it.

It seems that in order to defeat its opponent head-on, the dragon did not rise into the air, even if it would make itself invincible.

With its muscular feet, it sprinted forward, and having lost half of its tail, he had to flap his wings to keep his balance as he sprinted.

Like a ******, the dragon rushed towards the warrior monks who were rushing towards him.

It roared, opening its massive mouth, revealing its sharp teeth, trying to bite the monk and tear it to pieces.

Of course, the warrior monk saw the dragon's intentions, but instead of dodging, he chose to move on.

In the moment before the contact, the warrior monk's clenched fists emitted a blazing flame, and the holy emblem on his forehead shone brightly, and a translucent film shrouded his body.

Then this film-like holy light rapidly expanded, making the warrior monk look like it had turned into a translucent red giant, and its originally small body was like a giant's heart hiding inside.

[Divine Dharmakaya]!

This is a secret technique unique to the warrior monk, and it is one of the three signature moves of the warrior monk, and it has a miraculous effect in the battle against the monster. The warrior monks in the cultivation used this trick to fight the huge monsters in the rarely visited Demonic Beast Forest, and they tried it again and again.

The giant's hands exuded an astonishing temperature, and his flaming fists swung at the dragon.

Rumble!

The punch hit the dragon in the side of the face, and a huge fist of flames slammed into the entity, sending a large amount of sparks flying.

The dragon screamed and fell to the side, giving the giant his own salute in return.

Although only half of the dragon's tail was left, the tremendous force that came from the gallop when it turned around should not be underestimated.

A dragon swung its tail and hit the giant's ribs, causing the giant's body to shake.

The dragon stabilized its body and took the opportunity to attack the giant's lower plate, biting one of the giant's legs, grabbing it tightly with a huge bite, and then twisting it hard, tearing off one of the giant's legs.

The warrior monk located at the heart of the giant spat out a mouthful of blood, and his left foot was also dripping with blood.

"Humph!"

The dragon snorted coldly, chewed the translucent giant's leg in its mouth, and made him turn back into the purest divine power, disappearing into the void and finding no place to return.

The dragon's sudden attack made the mortally wounded giant wilt a lot, and he fell to his knees, and the light on his body dimmed.

The dragon took advantage of the victory, and a flying pounce pounced on the giant, crushing the giant under him.

The two sides were fighting like hooligans, without the slightest move, scuffling together on the ground, kicking up patches of dirt and dust......

James softly recited a hymn to the Templar gods.

His eyes were closed, and his expression was reverent. Regardless of the giants and dragons in front of him, whether they fought in the dark or shattered the mountains and rivers, it seemed that everything around him had nothing to do with him, and in his heart, there was only the most devout belief in the gods.

I don't know when, the priestess of the forest temple has already arrived at his side, and if the warrior monk is also defeated at the feet of the dragon, then she may be the last line of defense, although she is so vulnerable to the dragon.

As James recited more and more sacred texts, the gods seemed to pay more and more attention to him, and he exuded a more sacred and intense aura, and the words of the Bible began to gradually become brighter.

The emblem belonging to the God of Light on his chest grew brighter and brighter, eventually breaking away from his body, forming a rising sun behind him, as if it were the brightest moment when dawn came.

“…… The darkness will pass away and the dawn will come! Praise be to Macaulay, the great God of Light, and may your light cleanse the world from all filth! ”

The light in James began to condense and eventually converge into a small ball of light on the Bible.

【Dawn and Rising Sun】!

At this moment, the magic was finally completed.

This is a very powerful magic spell, so powerful that James is confident that he can use this magic to seriously injure this dragon, even if this magic requires half of his own lifespan as a cost.

Although the dragon in front of them is very strong, as heroes, they can still damage it, which means that the dragon is not invincible.

"James ......"

The female pastor beside him looked at him with some concern, as if she wanted to say something, but was quickly interrupted by James.

"For the sake of the Templar Church and for the smiling faces of the children, there are some things, some sacrifices, that always need to be done......"

As James spoke, his face began to grow old, originally a gentle and elegant middle-aged man, but after a while, he became a gray-haired old man, the years had carved a lot of wrinkles on his face, and his dry skin looked without a trace of vitality.

But he still had a smile on his face, as gentle as ever.

“……”

The priestess wanted to say something, but before she could speak, her face suddenly changed.

With a wave of the scepter in his hand, a large number of vines broke through the ground, blocking James and trying to weave a wall to protect him, but he was still one step too late.

A sharp arrow turned into a flash of cold light, piercing James's brain with unmistakable accuracy, and James's expression was still on that hopeful smile.

"No!"

The priestess screamed, but she still couldn't stop James' slowly falling body.

As James fell, the ball of light twisted and gradually dissipated. This magic that James exchanged for his life has not yet played its role, and has returned to the void.

The sharpshooter, who was hiding in the shadows, moved his fingers and sighed in a low voice:

"If you hadn't used this magic technique and drained the power of the Holy Light in your body, I really wouldn't have the confidence to break through your defenses, even if it was just the hastily established shield of the Holy Light."

“…… Hey, Lord Fados is dead, so what do I do next? It's not easy to find such a good boss! ”

As he spoke, the sharpshooter shifted his position, disappearing into the darkness.