Chapter 1032 Blood Clan Holy Weapon Spirit Staff

The fangs and blades glittered in the splatters of blood, the broken limbs fell to the ground and spasmed endlessly, and the dense black bats in mid-air formed a black curtain that covered the sky, and they dutifully acted as parasols, and now that the sun was shining at noon, the previous storm had dispersed, and only their weak bodies could be used to block the sun that reappeared in the sky.

The Bloods and Werewolves clearly had the advantage in numbers, at least ten times more than the Templars, and their numbers were constantly increasing, with bats blocking the sun and winged Bloods swooping down from the sky, and the dead Bloods were environmentally friendly and turned to ashes without taking up any space.

The Templars formed an equilateral triangle formation, and ten powerful Knights of the Round Table were placed at the forefront, bearing the brunt of the frenzied attacks of the Bloods and Werewolves, flanked by a row of Templars with spears, both offensive and defensive.

It's not that there are no black bats with explosives in the sky, but there are a few times when they rush down and are stopped by the two Knights of the Round Table, because all ten of them are superpowers, and the bats can be kept from having a chance to detonate explosives at close range, which may be the real reason why the Holy See spent a lot of money to ask them to help the fist.

The Knights of the Round Table are all equivalent to the Grade A Abilities, among which Arthur has entered the threshold of the Venerable Level, and all the Knights of the Round Table have a fairly good force, at least equivalent to the Ancient Warriors of the Xuan Realm, and the two can only exert truly terrifying combat power.

The triangular formation is like a sharp spear, and everywhere it passes, the bloodlines are all reduced to ashes like flaming pieces of paper, and the werewolves who collide head-on are even more miserable, and it is impossible to escape a fragmented end, the Knights of the Round Table are not numerous, but they have the effect of spear tips, because they also have a title that makes dark creatures fearful, blood hunting.

Most of the blood clans that fell from the sky were low-level blood clans that did not have a single wisp, and none of the real high-level blood clans appeared, if the bomb bats could not play a role, no matter how many of them were, they would only play the role of cannon fodder, and many of the blood clans in the sky were bombarded into ashes by the weapons in the hands of the Knights of the Round Table to restrain them before they could land, and after a long time, the entire cathedral was actually emptied of a large area.

Just as the knights were about to clear all the dark creatures in the cathedral in one go, an embarrassed figure flew over from a distance, with red hair on his head like a burning flame.

The blood clan that stood in the way was blasted into two clouds of flying ash and scattered, and the red-haired man quickly passed through the encirclement with a gun and came to the forefront of the triangle formation.

Arthur, who was standing at the forefront, frowned and exclaimed, "Jessett, what are you doing here?" He already vaguely sensed in his heart that something was going on, but he still asked for proof.

Jesitt pointed his gun at the Templars and said indignantly, "Ask them, a bunch of bastards, after calling you away, they sent a priest to snatch the Holy Grail, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's escape, he would have been slaughtered by that guy sooner." ”

"What?" Arthur frowned and turned his head, two eyes swept towards the Templars behind him like knives, Jesbet was a loud voice, his voice clearly reached the ears of every knight of the round table, the Holy Grail was snatched by the priest, that is still a fart!