Lan Ressa looked at the oil lamps on the walls, and she discovered a fact.

These oil lamps are almost the same as those in the ruins of the Dark Order. The history of the church that comes to mind when you think of the elves may be very long.

Lan Ressa had a bold guess that the church and the ruins were from the same time period.

Just just came up with the idea. Elf Linda started punching her in the face. "Master, this church can't be the same period as there, it's just the same craftsmanship as these things."

"Ahh Lan Ruisha understood at once, she thought she had guessed the truth of the matter at once. It turned out that it was just my own imagination.

Inside the chapel.

Some women are comforting the children who are crying, and they are all scared. I don't know how to change it.

Some of them didn't cry just now, they were just frightened. Now that I come back to my senses, I just keep crying there.

Lanressa and Rona didn't know what to do.

I just persuaded one, and when I heard other children crying. I cried again with them.

It's really super troublesome, Lan Ruisha feels like her head is going to be big.

And the men of the town are also here to sigh for a long time. Some put their hands in the pockets of their clothes, and put the grass smoke trembling on their mouths. Only then did I realize that it was already soaking wet, so I could only scold and put it back again. When it dries, you can continue to smoke.

The dark shadows outside the barrier had a somewhat ugly face. They just hit a few times. Although it is not an all-out attack, it is at least a dozen levels of attack level.

The church in this small town actually stood in the way.

Some of this was unexpected.

However, there is nothing wrong. It's not like they've never seen this happen. There are a lot of churches like that that were once glorious and then decayed. But there are still some traces of the church, and this should be the case with the church in this small town in front of you.

A black-robed man lifted his sleeve and laid one of his hands on the church barrier.

The hand and the exposed arm were jet black, with some strange lines on it.

It's just that the frightening thing is that the rain has turned jet black as it slipped down his arms.

He pressed his hand hard against the church barrier.

The pale blue barrier was completely revealed.

Father Merrill also saw him slam his weapon on the floor of the church.

A pale golden wave spread out from beneath Father Merrill. Then came the barrier of the church.

The pale blue barrier has become darker. There is a color of the sea.

Lan Ruisha had never seen the sea either. But when she saw the color through the crack in the window, the word "sea" immediately came to her mind.

Seeing that the barrier was strengthened. But none of those people had the idea of helping that person.

The poisonous man didn't speak. Instead, he put his other hand on the barrier as well.

Press your hands down hard. All around him turned a miserable green aura.

The few people also looked at the poisonous man differently. I didn't expect him to be serious. But is this really hard?

Still, no one wanted to help him. People don't want their condition to be compromised.

Just now, the mayor of that town didn't care that he carelessly killed one of them.

Now, it looks like this church isn't an ordinary church either. No one knows what else is inside.

Don't dare to be careless. They all took their hearts.

Because if you get hurt, then you're a drag on the team. No one will carry a drag.

So, when it was seen that there was a clear problem with the barrier of this church. Everyone didn't make a move.

The barrier of the poisonous man has turned jet black. It's like dripping a bottle of ink into clean water. A large piece of it was rendered at once.

You can see it. The barrier of this enchantment will not last long, and the spell structure of those enchantments is quickly eroded by the mana of the poisoner.

It didn't take long for me to hear a "collapse". The enchantment of the town church shattered like glass.

It was as if a blue rain had fallen in the entire sky.

Father Merrill gripped his old fellow tightly. Be ready, those people are coming.

The poison man put his hands under his clothes, and no one could see that his hands were shaking.

The backlash at the end of the barrier just now made him feel better.

Forced the blood pressure that came up.

The kind of overwhelming attack they imagined after breaking the barrier didn't happen.

No one, through the heavy rain, they could see the trevi fountain in the distance.

Is it to give up resistance? Still hiding.

The weapon that was held in the thick linen behind Father Merrill suddenly burst into golden flames. Burned up the whole weapon.

"It's the Holy Fire." Jonathan, who had seen this through the window in the chapel, gasped.

At first, see Merrill's weapon. He just felt that something was wrong.

Axe weapons are not used by clergy such as priests in the church.

Everyone else thinks that the strength of the church is the clergy who carry the cross. However, Jonathan once accidentally learned that the real fears of the Church were the Inquisition and a Judgment House, where all the clergy used great axes as their weapons.

They abhor evil and reap life with their axes. Mercy and love are not recognized, and the most vicious sinners do not even have a chance to repent before them.

However, this is also something that Jonathan heard about when he was younger, and he has not seen it. But no one wants to experience whether that is true or not, because everyone who has experienced it has died.

The flame burned the linen wrapped around the axe, revealing its heaviness.

Father Merrill looked at his weapon, the Apocalypse Tomahawk, with a sigh in his eyes. They haven't fought together for years, whether it's more than 20 years or more than 30 years.

O old man, I have made you suffer! This time, we're fighting together, just like we did back then.

The flame on the Apocalypse Tomahawk jumped as if in response to Father Merrill.

Although, the rain was heavy. blocked the view of both sides.

However, the power of light in Father Merrill was as obvious to them as a torch in the night.

Feeling the power of Father Merrill's light, their faces were a little dead.

That majestic power of light.

Damn, isn't this just a church in a normal town? Why do such people exist.