Taking a deep breath, Zed glared at Molnar secretly, and his calm voice sounded in the ears of every knight: "Knights of the Blades, remember your oath, justice, tolerance, and fearlessness! Now draw your sword, charge, and punish the evil! Archdeacon Tower Pompeii, please help us!"

Although according to the strength of the other party, retreating now is the wisest choice, but the figure that quickly appeared in front of them obviously would not give them this opportunity. Retreating now is tantamount to giving up your back to the enemy, and you will die even worse!

Ze Deming's calm voice made the faces of the panicked priests and blade knights soothe slightly, although they were still pale, but at least they had resolutely opened the ion concussion sword on their arms, and a blue holy light flame ignited from their bodies.

Zedemin, Molnar, and Venaline stood at the front of the line.

The Tapunk Archdeacon, who originally had high hopes, although he had a brilliant and terrifying light energy and strength, was resigned to hiding behind a group of golden blade knights, without the slightest honor of a priest deacon. Even the group of silver and bronze blade warriors behind him showed a look of disdain for him.

"Defend the glory of the creator star, punish the evil, rush, kill..."

The pillar of red light that rose into the sky and the divine light that shone like meteors in the sky collided fiercely, and the powerful and terrifying surging red light easily tore the blue holy sword shadow into pieces.

Then, with the terrifying sound of bone cracking in the sky, patches of poignant bursting blood burst into the sky, and the twisted shattered body quickly fell from the air like rain, and the blue blood that splashed out was strangely attracted by the invisible force, and flowed back into the air, flowing into the sky of plasma wrapped in Dillon's body.

"Tsk.. , Nima's, the strength of this old monster is so terrifying, what kind of monster is it!" Sun Dashuai subconsciously shrank his head.

With the infusion of those blue blood, Dillon's flesh began to shrink continuously, and the complexion seemed to be purple-black steel. The more complete the fit with that ancient will, the more terrifying the strength he was able to exert became.

Seeing the old monster's current combat effectiveness, Sun Dashuai secretly compared it in his heart, this old thing is definitely as terrifying as Kai Ruigan's existence, or even stronger.

He continued to lie there with a stone, sensing the battle group in the sky with a trace of weak spiritual power, and muttered disdainfully in his heart: "Damn, Nima, could this be the priest and knight of the Star God Sect... Gee... It's a little weak!"

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Tarpunk, who was originally pinned on high hopes, floated his body like a slippery loach, constantly swimming around Adarius, seemingly fierce in battle, but almost never collided head-on with Adarius, just kept knocking on the side, and from time to time sent a small lightning bolt that did not hurt or itch, harassing and sneaking attacks.

On the contrary, it is the silver-haired, tall and mighty Ze Deming, whose body is flashing with blue and white intertwined brilliance, although his strength is not as good as that of the Titled Saint Seiya, but he is also brave and strong in the face of colliding with Adarius.

"Haha, lowly traitors! How dare you disturb the awakening of the great Lord Adarius! How dare you disturb my recovery! Haha, damn it! You lowly and filthy traitors! Damn the maggots who are not yet enlightened!

Dillon, no, he should have been called Adarius, cursed with a red glow flowing from his mouth.

His demeanor was relaxed, like a cat and mouse, teasing the large group of knights and priests in front of him. There are constantly young knights, who are easily torn to pieces by him under the helpless gaze of Ze Deming and others.

The mouth continued to spew out a stream of red light, and even under the siege of a large group of priests, bronze, silver, and golden blade warriors, it could not stop the slaughter of the Star Spirit Guardian Warrior by the smiling Adarius.

As for the priests of the Star God Sect, apart from Molna, how could these pampered old men dare to face such a terrifying demon.

Whenever Adarius began to approach them, these sharp-eyed and keen-eyed priests must have quickly dodged far away, and some of them had already run out of the battle group, floating a few kilometers away, with a symbolic cry from their mouths, and the duty of assisting the knights in battle had long been thrown out of the clouds.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat all at once! This evil demon lord sealed by the ancient is not something we can deal with! Withdraw to the temple!"

Ze Deming's eyes widened angrily, his eyes were about to split, the corners of his mouth were bloody, his ragged clothes looked angry and frightened, and in just a few minutes of contact, more than a thousand blade knights were killed and injured.

"Powerful, really powerful... This monster is now estimated to be at the level of a ninth-level Heavenly Cultivator!" Sun Dashuai hid more than ten kilometers away, in a luxuriant bush growing on top of a dilapidated water tower, and his mouth kept sighing in a low voice.

Those Star Spirit Clan Divine Officers and Knights with great strength, he estimated that each of them had a level not lower than that of a fifth-level Heavenly Cultivator.

According to Sun Dashuai's original calculations, a titled priest plus more than a hundred golden blade warriors and nearly a thousand silver and bronze warriors, even if he can't take Adaris, he can make the old monster disgraced, but now it is completely a unilateral slaughter by the old monster.

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"Retreat! Retreat! Everyone's retreat to the temple at once!"

After Zedmin's order, Tapompei couldn't wait to scream and shout. He hated and feared in his heart, it was all the fault of the fool knight Nagasawa Tokuming, with their strength they were not at all the opponents of this ancient evil, they had to rush back immediately, only the paladins of the headquarters could sanction this evil thing.

In fact, there is no need to say anything about Tower Pompeido now, and the priests of the Star Temple are flying away at an extremely fast speed. When Tapompei was evacuating, his thin face was full of panic: "Knight Commander Zedming, let's go first and find help for you, the great star god will bless your bravery!"

By the time the words fell, Tower Pompei, who was already on the periphery, led a group of Star Temple priests who had already disappeared from the sky, leaving behind more than 200 remnants of the Templars who were firmly restrained by the old monster.

A purple-red blood mist swirled, the dim sky was completely filled with an ancient and powerful will, and Adarius' insolent laughter echoed throughout the heavens and the earth.

"Bastards, these cowardly pond ducks! they don't deserve the glory of the priests at all!Molnar, you lead the people to retreat, Venaline, you and I stop him!" Ze Deming said calmly and angrily, although he looked anxious.

At this time, everything in the battlefield was withering, and in the sea of blood-colored clouds, one by one the bladed soldiers were easily torn apart. Before their bodies fell, they were drained of all their blood, and in the blink of an eye, they dried and rotted, turning into ashes in the sky and dissipating with the wind.