Chapter Seventy-Four: Conflict
It's late, it's late, don't scold me, typhoon! Typhoon!
"Hmph, what's so great about the Empire of Light, isn't it just backed by the angel clan?" Ryan said disdainfully to Mary.
"Angel clan, don't underestimate the angel clan, in the divine realm, the angel clan is extremely powerful." Mary didn't know what to say.
"Empire of Light, is it powerful?" At this time, the voice of the clan elder sounded, although it was not loud, but it was extremely clear.
"Hmph, if you have the ability, come out, hide your head and show your tail." It was the paladin Dorsey who spoke, Dorsey has been a paladin for many years, and has reached the peak of the ninth level, and this time the number of Dorsey and the three cardinals is the highest, but Dorsey thinks that this is a big fuss, a Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce is worth dispatching several ninth-level powerhouses, among which there are 4 ninth-level peaks, so Dorsey feels a little unhappy, but the purpose of coming this time is for the alchemy grandmaster, which is related to the heads of the high-level of the Holy See, if you let the Lord God of Light know that his idol is damaged, There will definitely be a divine punishment, and if there is an alchemy master who makes a move, the speed of repairing the god idol will be faster.
"A paladin dares to speak wildly, even if the angel comes, Lao Tzu is not afraid." The clan elder was originally a dragon clan, and the dragon clan was famous for its arrogance and pride, so as soon as Doshi said this, the clan elder came out of the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce in a flash, looking at Doshi and shouting.
"Your Excellency is so eloquent, I don't know how to do it." It was Cardinal Mott who spoke, Morat has been a cardinal for decades, and the magic he cultivates is even more powerful, you must know that cultivating magic requires loyal belief in a certain god, so that the power of magic is greater, and the clan elder despises the angel clan so much, in Morat's heart, the clan elder should be burned at the stake.
"If you have the ability, you will try it?" The patriarch replied defiantly, and that look like he would be beaten as much as he owed.
"Look for death!" Mott's face was bruised, and then the whole person slowly levitated, and his body exuded a dazzling light, two white wings of light appeared behind Mott, and the gravel on the ground was splashed away by Mott's momentum.
"If you have the ability, come here, there are so many bird languages!" The elder's mouth is the most poisonous, because the angels have been turned into birdmen by the enemy.
"Merciful God, please have mercy on the poor man in front of you............ Holy Light Impact!" Mott looked at the appearance of the clan elder, and almost wanted to eat the clan elder raw, Mott came up with an eighth-level single attack magic, and it is necessary to pray to release the magic, unlike magicians who need to recite spells, the more sincere they are, the greater the power of the magic.
Just after Mott read the last few words, a dazzling golden light erupted from Mott's body, and then with a finger of Mott's left hand, a huge lightsaber more than 5 meters long with a golden streamer directly pounced on the clan elder.
"Boom!" The huge lightsaber hit the clan elder at once, and then there was a loud bang, and the entire Lily City trembled, and where the clan elder stood, a mushroom cloud appeared that soared into the sky, and countless rubble flew up and flew in all directions.
"Ahh Mary watched secretly in front of the window, but at this moment the crystal on the window was shattered, and Mary took a few steps back in surprise.
"Don't worry, it's just an eighth-level divine skill." Ryan knows the old guy's perversion, in fact, Ryan found that the clan elder is not like the black dragon clan at all, because if the clan elder shows his true body for the first time, and then releases his own domain, don't say that these are the few in front of him, even if the Pope comes, he also nods his head, but Ryan knows that the clan elder is just to occupy a reason.
"Attack, kill the blasphemous ...... inside." Mott looked at the other two cardinals defiantly, then commanded in a deep voice.
"It's so comfortable, boy, if you don't have any means, it's time for me to perform, huh?" At this time, a gust of wind blew on the flat ground, and the clan elder was still standing, but in front of the clan elder, there was a large pit 4,5 meters deep, but the ground under the patriarch's feet and behind him was extremely intact, and the clan elder twisted his body under the gaze of everyone in the Holy See, and then asked defiantly.
"Blasphemer, you are too rampant, just ............." The other cardinal Traff was obviously a warrior, the cardinal looked at Mott with a smile, obviously laughing at Mott, and then this Traff took off his bishop's robe and handed it to his guard, revealing a white armor, not only with beautiful patterns engraved on the leather armor, but the most conspicuous thing was the two huge light demon cores, which were obviously top-level magic items.
"Haha, look for death!" The clan elder looked at the leather armor on Traff's body, and his Adam's apple couldn't help but move twice, you must know that the clan elder has lived for so many years and has seen a lot of treasures, but the leather armor on Traff's body is obviously a high-end product, so the clan elder didn't give Traff a chance to speak at all, and jumped up lightly, this jump was more than ten meters high, and then the clan elder rushed towards Traf like a cannonball.
"Haha, Holy Light Guardian!" Traff watched the clan elder rush towards him, not only was he not afraid, but he added a protective magic to himself with a happy face, because Traff was a paladin, and then Traff raised a silver-white hammer behind him, and the hammer burst out with dazzling fighting light in Traff's hand, and then Traff rushed directly towards the clan elder.
"Look for death!" The clan elder looked at Traff who rushed towards him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, a rich red light appeared on the left hand behind him, and in just a moment, the clan elder's left hand became transparent, looking like a red-hot coal.
"Damn it!" Mott cursed secretly, you must know that the profession of paladin not only has strong endurance, strong recovery, and strong attack, but also has a leather armor refined from the skin of the light holy beast Light Demon Tiger, and it is inlaid with two ninth-level light demon cores, so Mott thought that the credit for this time was Traff's, and the face of the other cardinal was also ugly, and his face was about to drip, but there was no way, who made Traff's movements one step faster than his own mage.
"Bang!" The clan elder carried a faint red light, while Trav carried a dazzling white light, and the two figures collided violently in mid-air, making an earth-shattering sound, and then a huge shock wave visible to the naked eye rushed away at once.
"Jingle bell, ding bell! Master Traff is amazing! Behind a large iron shield, a warrior whispered to his companion, and a sharp sound sounded on the iron shield struck by the gravel.
"These damn guys, don't look at who they are, you must know that Master Traff's combat power is ranked 6th in the Holy See." The other warrior replied as a matter of course.
"That's it, that's it, to deal with these guys, it's long overdue for Traff to ............." Before the warrior could finish his sentence, he was stunned by the scene in the middle of the field.
Because it's in the middle of the field. A person is holding a silver-white leather armor and looking at it carefully, and there is a white flesh lying on the ground, but half of the head of this flesh is gone, revealing a snow-white **, and bright red blood, and there is a white metal rod on the ground, and there are some broken metal blocks next to the corpse, and the standing figure is not the clan elder.
"Damn, what's going on?" Mott shouted in horror, you have to know that the three of you are not in harmony, but if someone dies, His Majesty the Pope will definitely not let go of a few of them, to know what it means to be a cardinal, but Mott didn't see what happened clearly at all, the paladin at the peak of the ninth level died like this, could it be that the guy from Traff was made of dirt? Countless thoughts went through Mott's mind.
"Kill, avenge Lord Bishop!" I don't know who reacted first, and roared angrily, followed by all the warriors, archers, magicians, and priests around him, all of whom were shining with dazzling light, and they all rushed towards the clan elder with their foreheads, and countless big swords, giant axes, and crossbow arrows rushed towards the clan elder with a whining wind.
"Haha, come on, come on!" The red light on the patriarch's body was much stronger, and there were a few ninth-level powerhouses left in the patriarch's eyes, because they were all gold coins.
"Bang! Bang, boom! Rumble! Burst! Burst! In the face of countless crossbow arrows, big swords, and giant axes, the clan elder still walked forward step by step, no matter what the clan elder just waved his hand, several people flew out upside down, and then fell dozens of meters away, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground softly, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"Die!" A half-foot-high holy flame erupted from the great sword of an eighth-level warrior, and then slashed at the patriarch's back, and the warrior's experience told him that he had made a meritorious service this time.
"What. Boom! But in the next second, the warrior felt that his sword had not hit the human body, but a large piece of fine iron, but before he could react, he was hit by a strong force, and then fell far to the ground, and he did not understand why the omnipotent holy flame and the extremely sharp sword did not pierce the person's body.
"Haha, cool! Refreshing! "The more the clan elder fights, the more excited he becomes, you must know that the clan elder has not fought with anyone for many years, in fact, this is not called fighting, but called bianren.
"Up, kill him, kill him, knight charge, entangle him, entangle him, priest use the ultimate divine magic!" Mott looked at the appearance of the clan elder, and with every step, more than a dozen soldiers of the Holy See flew away, and Mott hurriedly shouted, and at the same time, Mott took out a golden scroll from his arms, and a look of madness flashed on his face.
"It's just a swarm of ants! Roar! The patriarch looked at the papal warrior who was frantically pounced on him, a look of impatience appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he roared.
"Bang! Boom! Bang, ah! Yes! Yes! I saw that with the clan elder as the center, a huge shock wave suddenly rushed the surrounding soldiers hundreds of meters away, and the lucky ones fell into the gutter on the side of the road, the unlucky ones directly hit the wall, and some flew directly into other people's windows.
"Crash! Collision! Collision! Just as the clan elder roared at those warriors, several paladins burst into flames, and then roared in unison and rushed towards the clan elder.
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