Mourning the wilderness.

If one were to describe the scene outside the ceremonial cathedral now, it would be the most appropriate word.

Although most of the dignitaries were not harmed by Sivi's help, only a small number were accidentally injured by the dragon guards, or burned by the proximity to the wall while passing through the corridor made of high-temperature jade.

But even so, they were all quite frightened - even the old fritters who had been weathered in officialdom would not be much better than the young man when he suddenly faced a scene where the methods they had become accustomed to were completely ineffective and would directly threaten their lives.

"Your Excellency Nero, the temple is full, what should the rest of us do?" A holy swordsman in Templar attire ran up to Nero and asked.

From the moment the Knights Templar took over the defense, the Templars had taken a back seat, taking these nobles to take refuge in the Templar Temple.

It's just that the number of nobles is slightly larger, even if it occupies the entire Zhansheng side hall, there are still many nobles left nearby.

Some of the nobles who had not been rescued before heard the words of the holy swordsman and immediately began to shout. For a while, the scene that was still a little dead became as noisy as a vegetable market.

"Noise." Nero glared at the nobles in disgust. In fact, the number of nobles who received the invitation was only about one-third of the attendance, and the rest relied on various connections or the effect of the invitation to bring one person into the venue. These guys usually see the benefits like flies rushing around and can't get rid of them, but when they are in danger, they are not as timid as rats.

He reached out and snapped his fingers. Not far away, the white wurm, which had been sleeping on its stomach, raised its head, flapped its wings and flew over with him. Landing behind Nero with a bang, stirring up a small cloud of dust.

The sheer strength of a hill instantly frightened most of the rebellious nobles. It was only then that they became acutely aware. Now it's not that they can do anything wrong on their one-third of an acre of land, and the Holy See with a big fist is the master.

And Nero didn't have the leisure to care about them.

"Send the rest of the guests to the Confessional Chamber."

"Ah, but the ......" Hearing Nero say this, the Templar was a little embarrassed.

The name of the confessional chamber is only a more elegant name, and generally speaking, the people of the sanctuary call the place located three hundred meters underground as the confessional prison. It was built to imprison some believers who had violated the precepts but had not sinned to death, or necromancers who had not yet committed any sins.

"I'll take care of any problems, you just have to do it."

Nero said, glancing to the side. Less than fifty meters away from him, a short and fat old man was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at the cathedral with a non-stalgic expression on his face, and the explosions were constantly coming out.

He is the Grand Mage Pierce, one of the members of the Mage Council, a high-ranking member of the Seven Yao Mage Association? Green.

At first, Nero thought he would help, but now, this person in the strongest queue in the Eastern Plains has no intention of making a move, but instead looks like he is watching a good show.

That's why I hate the pretentious guys of the Seven Yao Mage Association!

Completely unaware of being a papal god, Nero gritted his teeth in his heart - if the old fellow would help. The current situation is definitely not so bad as this!

At this moment, a column of green pipes suddenly shot out of the door of the church, piercing directly in front of Nero.

Three-ring wind elemental magic, the corridor of the wind.

This is also the magic of Sivi's original. With the support of the advanced wind elemental passage, he was able to construct a corridor composed of wind elements, and in the corridor, he could ignore air resistance. Directly break through the sound barrier and enter the attitude of supersonic speed. At the same time, the barrier of the cloister can also be used as a shield to block and deflect enemy attacks, which can be called an escape skill!

When Nero couldn't even react. Sivi had already pulled Frey in front of him.

"Because it's too cumbersome to explain, I won't explain." Facing Nero with a questioning face. Xiwei directly came to a word that made him collapse.

"Generally speaking, it shouldn't be, 'I'll cut a long story short because it's too cumbersome to explain!' Yes! Ignoring the girl who seemed to be a little motion sickness and lying on the ground with a little moaning, Nero subconsciously complained, and then continued to wait for Sivi's words.

I don't know what happened, but if I don't even need an explanation, there must be something more important than an explanation.

Ordinary people may not know much about it, but Nero, who is also a high-ranking member of the Holy See, knows a little about Sivi.

Almost single-handedly ended the invasion of the Dark Alliance, and then in Lianbrook? After killing an archdemon of unknown shape in the siege of the Illian Academy, where the Grand Magus Lange was killed, he even scared away all the vampires whose combined strength could annihilate a principality!

It was definitely not a good thing to be able to make him show such a nervous expression after his great achievements......

"Ride your dragon and fly, and let all of your men do the same, or you won't have a chance later!" After yelling at the knights of the Templar Order, Sivi turned his head to look at the girl lying on the ground: "Can you still fight, girl?" ”

In addition to being taken aback by the sudden acceleration of the Wind Corridor, the girl had already consumed most of her own strength - in fact, if it weren't for her desperate attack and defense, I'm afraid that even if the two of them could escape, they would have to lose some parts on their bodies.

"I think I need to take a deep breath...... "The girl was sweating and half-knelt on the ground, panting heavily, "My partner is already coming, and he should be able to help him in the future." ”

"That's good." Sivi nodded, and the weapon in his hand had been switched to the Moon Branch—although the power of this equipment was average, the effect of quickly restoring his magic power was what he urgently needed now that he had to seize a moment to recover his combat power.

At the same time, Sivi also took out the dean's permission book and put it to his ear like a phone call: "Fett, please come here." I need you to be my wing......"

As the Knights Templar flew up on their mounts, the cathedral blessed with divine magic collapsed.

It wasn't because of any magical attack, but like a human skin was necrotic, the entire exterior wall of the church was eroded by black, and then turned into countless ashes and fell one after another.

Then, the behemoth hidden in the church revealed its true face.

"I am the Lord of the Dead of the River Styx. I am the remains of the Dark Dragon King. I'm—"

The mountain-like body was still growing, and the thunderous sound exploded in people's ears, and the giant beast covered with mountain-like bone spurs stood proudly: "The remains of the undead? Hubsolu !! (To be continued.) )

PS: Missing Notice: I lost a pound of discipline, please contact me in the book review area.

Above......