Wellink's steps are rhythmic, and each step puts a layer of brilliance on his body.

Miao Junfeng frowned slightly, he didn't want Willink to finish the ceremony, but his inner self-esteem and curiosity forced him to stand in place, wanting to see this move that he had never seen before.

With a "buzz", a golden light shield rose up on Wellink's body. This mask was like a soft gauze garment, lightly draped over his body.

"I'm challenging you in the name of the chief paladin, see the move!" Wellink gave Miaojun a standard knightly salute, and then, without warning, swung his right fist at him.

On his fist, the golden luster shimmered, like gold shining brightly in the sunlight.

Miao Junfeng didn't dodge, took a step forward, made a mistake in his body, and gave him a blow to Tieshan.

Just as Miao Junfeng's shoulder was about to hit Wellingk, Wellink left a little bit and used clever force to avoid Miao Junfeng's shoulder.

In the first round of the fight, neither side let the other get hurt, but it made each other feel the other's rich combat experience.

"Hah!" As soon as Wellink stood firm, he struck a golden fist mark at Miao Junfeng.

Miao Junfeng turned back and retreated, his hands constantly roaming, evolving a black and white yin and yang Taiji diagram.

With a "bang", the fist print smashed into the Taiji diagram with strength. However, it did not break through the Taiji diagram and smashed into Miao Junfeng as Willink had envisioned. Instead, as the Taiji diagram rotates, the power continues to decrease until it turns into a point of light and disappears into the Taiji diagram.

"I drive out darkness with holy light, and I warm the world with holy fire!" Willink didn't give Miao Junfeng the slightest time to breathe, and after a short chanting, he unleashed his holy magic towards Miao Junfeng.

The soft light could envelop him in the pillar of light with unmistakable precision, no matter how Miao Junfeng moved.

Clusters of golden flames continued to flow out of the void after the pillar of light locked on Miao Junfeng, and with a gentle burning force, they began to burn Miao Junfeng mercilessly.

After Miao Junfeng's clothes were stained with the holy fire, they "smacked" and turned into ashes in an instant. After that, the golden flame came out of the softness, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a flood beast, enveloping Miao Junfeng at once.

When Wellink saw this, a faint smile appeared on his face. Even if Miao Junfeng is capable of reaching the sky, he can't help the burning of the holy fire.

Of course, he was more than cautious and experienced in a hundred battles, and he did not withdraw his vigilance and defense because of this. Until the last minute, he will not allow himself to be taken lightly.

Miao Junfeng, who was scorched by the flames, was not as unbearable as Willingk thought. How could he, who possessed earth fire, be burned by such a low-level flame?

Although it is a holy fire, it is only a holy flame in Willingk's mouth, not a real holy fire.

The role of the Light is to lock oneself, to limit oneself, to purify oneself. The purpose of the flame is to burn itself.

But now, I don't have either of these for myself. The reason why he hasn't fought back so far is because he wants to study them carefully and find out the commonalities between the law of light and the law of fire.

"You can't fight him naked! Take advantage of the flames to refine your armor! "If Miao Junfeng's idea is known to Wellink, he will definitely be able to spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

As soon as he thought of it, he did it, and Miao Junfeng began his refining under the bath of holy light and the supply of a steady stream of holy fire.

His movements looked like he was making a final struggle. The body stiffened, holding a position and not moving. The throat, which could have made a sound, lost its original function under the scorching of the flame.

Wellink sensed the crowd coming out of the church, and without looking back, he said, "This is the punishment for sinners." You have to take a good look at it and keep this image in your mind forever. ”

When Pope Gil saw this, his calves trembled and he almost fell backwards. Fortunately, Mitheus stood behind him, and his eyes quickly held him up.

"His Majesty, we have to believe in him. What we see in front of us is not necessarily what we think it is. It is only at the end that we can characterize a person or an event. ”

"Thank you, Mitheus. If it weren't for you, I might have taken the crown off Willingk while he stood before me. Pope Chull said honestly.

"Your Majesty, I used to be like you, and I was punished by the Lord for this. This time, the reason why the Lord chose you instead of me, I think he wants me to see my former self in you, and wants me to correct myself through you.

Your Majesty, no matter what happens to you now, you must not forget who you are. You are the Lord's chosen person, and if you give away the crown easily, it is tantamount to giving the Lord's trust and love to someone else. ”

"Okay, I remember your words, and I will try to improve myself, get rid of cowardice, and become a truly respected pope."

As time passed, the smile on Willingk's face grew stiff. Even if he was burned by the holy fire, after such a long time, he should have turned into a pile of ashes, why did that person still maintain this position?

Then came a powerful power from the light and the flame that was strange to him. It's not something a person should have, it's like a holy sword hanging from his waist.

"Isn't he dead? He's borrowing the Holy Fire Refiner? Wellink shook his head vigorously. He couldn't understand how he could have thought of that, it was ridiculous.

However, as soon as he finished thinking about it, there was a "click" sound on the pillar of holy light over there, and the holy flame also became disordered.

With a "bang", the fire was full of fire, and the smoke and dust were everywhere. The position where Miao Junfeng was standing disappeared from people's eyes in an instant.

When everything calmed down, a handsome young man in golden armor stood in front of everyone's eyes with long black hair in tow.

"Wellingk, the power of the flame needs to be improved. If I could improve it a little bit, it wouldn't take me that long to refine this armor. ”

Miao Junfeng is not amazing, and he talks endlessly. Everyone present was stunned when they heard his words. As for Wellingk, he was even more smoked by the internal fire, and a mouthful of hot phlegm "poof" blocked his throat and eyes.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem..."There was a violent cough, and Wellingk's face was red, and he finally coughed up the hot phlegm that was choking on him.

"Miao Junfeng, you damn it! How dare you use the Holy Fire to refine your weapons! You are blaspheming the Holy Fire! Wellingk yelled at Miao Junfeng with a fierce look.

"Whew! Don't open your mouth and close your mouth at every turn, it's blasphemy. Can the holy fire you unleash worthy of being called a holy fire? That is, it is slightly stronger than ordinary flames.

Wellingk, you keep saying that you love the Holy Court, that this is the kingdom of God. So, just now, who allowed you to spit hot phlegm on the ground? Is this what a chief paladin is supposed to do? ”

Miao Junfeng's words made Wellink, who had just subsided in anger, feel angry again. It seemed that another mouthful of hot phlegm was about to block his throat.