A sorcerer is a mortal who fights with the help of the power of the gods, and there is nothing special about his physical body, so whether it is a magical attack or a physical attack, as long as he can hit the opponent, he can inflict effective damage.

And now all they have to do is to get as close to each other as possible!

Charge. White dew cherry blossoms blowing snow!

Without sparing a hand, Walter unleashed all her potential at the beginning, half of her body was suddenly covered with black tattoos, and she also shot out like an off-string arrow, clinging to the ground and rushing towards the opponent, the short sword swirling in her palm, and then one of them was thrown by her, and the other went straight forward, stabbing at the opponent.

She took the lead in the charge not only to preemptively strike, but also to test the strength of the other party, if the boy's strength was too terrifying, it would also allow Morte and Asin to retreat as soon as possible.

The distance is not far, and such a fast speed can be reached in the blink of an eye.

The blade stabbed towards Bai, but Bai's face was expressionless, he didn't even make a movement, but a strange light flashed in his eyes, and several light guns suddenly appeared in the space.

The spear completely condensed by light emerged from the void, from top to bottom, and attacked Walter with precision, the first one was the thigh, the light gun nailed down, piercing the ground, Walter's speed instantly zeroed, and before she could react, the remaining few fell one after another, piercing from the two ribs to the top, and then the shoulder blades and elbows, nailing them to the ground like execution.

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, and when Morte had just ignited the flames in his fist, and before Asin could rush in front of him, Walter had already been subdued.

The pain burned Walter's flesh, as if it was a direct soul-burning attack, a fear for no reason.

Probably the demon blood in her body was completely restrained by the divine art, the god of light and the god of darkness were mortal enemies, and the demon clan was blessed by the bloodline of the god of darkness, and she was naturally somewhat affected, and she was directly hit by the divine skill of the god of light, and she was already seriously injured.

When she lost her combat effectiveness, she yelled with all her might: "Run! ”

The gap is too big and it is not an opponent at all.

Even if everyone fights desperately, they will be wiped out in an instant.

"President!"

Even though Moult had been prepared for this before, he hesitated when he was really faced with a choice.

"Let's go!"

Someone was holding her waist, and Ashin bumped into Moult, who was still rushing forward, and jumped directly from the wall next to her, she didn't hesitate at all, because when she saw the light, she knew that the other party completely restrained herself.

Expressionlessly, Bai Mian pulled out the short sword around his neck, which was the short sword that Walter had thrown before.

Originally, he didn't pay attention because the dagger was completely off the angle, but the dagger bounced off the wall tile and plunged straight into his neck.

It was this unexpected attack that happened to make him distracted and lose the opportunity to stop the other two.

The blood on his neck was not stopping, but Bai did not panic at all, and his wound faintly showed a strange light, and then healed quickly.

"You're smart, but they can't escape." A look of anger appeared on his white face, and he turned his gaze to the two who had fled in the distance.

And at this moment, there was a sound similar to the breaking of glass behind him.

Walter broke free from the guns and slowly stood up.

The large and small blood holes on her body were slowly healing, very slowly, but also recovering, her forehead was full of cold sweat, and there was a happy smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Sure enough, although the magic hurt me a lot, it was easier for me to break free."

If the magic of the god of light can finish the demon clan without side effects, then the demon clan will not exist to this day, the bloodline given by the dark god makes the resistance of the demon body's body to the magic is also surprisingly high, when the light gun enters the body, Walter feels that the power of these light guns is gradually weakening, it was very strong at the beginning, but it quickly weakened, and soon it was so weak that she could break free.

Looking at Walter who had broken free from the shackles of the gun, his white face became extremely ugly.

"Sure enough, heretics are heretics!"

Walter sneered contemptuously, her five-finger nails stretched slightly, even the tiger teeth were a little sharp, and a strange green light began to glow in the depths of her pupils, and the characteristics of the demon on her body were even more obvious.

Gripping the big sword behind her, she slowly pulled it out, and then aimed at Bai in front of her, her eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and she shouted like a provocation: "If you have the ability, come and sanction me!" ”

……

"Cut, the result is not the same."

Bai Leng looked at Walter in mid-air coldly, his face was disdainful, and that kind of look was as if he was looking at some filth.

And in mid-air, Walter's body was filled with pure white lightsabers, her hands were open, her feet were nailed together, blood flowed down the lightsaber, dripping on the ground to form a large pool of blood, at this moment, Walter was like Jesus who was stabbed to death on the cross of light, her eyes had long been closed, and it was impossible to judge whether she was alive or dead.

She hadn't suffered so much at the time of the change in the royal city, even if she had half of the demon blood, it was very normal to die in this situation.

It didn't last long from the start of the Vought counterattack to the end of the battle, probably only five or six minutes long.

But for Bai Bai, it took five or six minutes to kill this heretic, which was really a long time.

"It seems that there is still a breath of air, and it is because of you that the other two guys ran away."

Bai Xinnian moved, and those lightsabers in the air slowly moved outside the city wall with Walter, and then shattered into light dust, and Walter, who had no support, was dragged by gravity and fell to the ground, the highest wall of Fort Quito was dozens of meters high, and falling from here with his head to the ground is death, and a half-crippled body like Walt, even if it is not a head on the ground, is absolutely dead.

Shiro turned around, raised his hand and gently wiped the blood from his cheek, then turned around and wanted to walk down the wall.

"Wait a minute...... Just now, I didn't seem to hear the sound of landing. ”

Shiro realized that something was wrong, walked back to the edge of the wall, leaned out of his front half, and looked down, only to see a person below carrying Odelia's body, just in time to prevent her from falling to the ground.

"Who is it?" Bai Shuang's eyebrows furrowed, and he was vigilant: "Who is it that can catch a person who falls from such a height without making a sound?" ”

Wings of light grew behind him, and Bai flew straight down from the city wall, and then fell to the ground, in the dazzling light, he looked like a holy angel descending from the sky, but the man in front of him, who was about fifty years old, only glanced at him faintly.

"It turned out to be a sorcerer of the Holy See."

The other party's attitude made Bai more vigilant.

"Who are you?"

The man's temples were gray, his hair was old, but his face looked very energetic, he was dressed in ordinary clothes, he was as simple as a villager in the field, and he carried a firewood knife in his hand, which looked no different from a woodcutter.

But Bai naturally knew that no woodcutter would appear in such a place, let alone catch a person who fell from a height of dozens of meters with his bare hands, and the seemingly ordinary man in front of him was actually not ordinary.

"Seems to be alive, Ruth, do you want to bring her back?" The Chai knife man asked towards the carriage in the distance.