And the state of those paladins who have become abnormal is very familiar to the two of them. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

You can't say that, as two doppelgangers of the gods, Phila and Sylward don't even know what "saintization" is, can you?

Saintization is a kind of divine technique that directly descends the holy soul in the kingdom of God to the main plane, and the divine technique of the bishop's level - the descending of the holy soul.

Fila and Sylward had seen all of this with their own eyes, how could they not notice that familiar feeling?

The ritual field of the divine arts is below.

The power of the "Holy Spirit Descent" is "possession".

The concrete manifestation is that the inner soul of the creature that is used as a medium is completely replaced by the holy soul from the kingdom of God.

In other words, after the completion of the divine art, the inner body of those paladins has become a holy soul from the kingdom of Winkton, the god of protection and justice.

Of course, this is similar to the game of changing fruits, in which the number of fruits and baskets is already decided, so under normal rules, fruits cannot be replaced at will.

Similarly, the basket will not contain more than one fruit.

And the great divine technique "Holy Soul Descent" called down the holy soul that was originally located in the kingdom of God.

However, the paladins are still alive, and they can't accommodate these holy souls to exist at the same time as themselves, and in this divine magic of the holy souls, the souls belonging to the holy knights in the bodies of the paladins have become the fuel for the holy souls' actions.

The laws of the main plane are not so easy to let these holy souls from the kingdom of God appear on the main plane.

According to the law of restriction on the main plane, those who live in the exalted kingdom of God are subject to strong restrictions if they want to re-enter the main plane.

Therefore, even if these paladins are strengthened by divine magic, their abilities will be greatly enhanced, and almost every action will be accompanied by divine power, but there is a time limit.

How so? It's like adding buffs to the Great Dragon and the Ancient Dragon?

And to deal with such a situation, there are three ways, the first is to use absolute strength to defeat these buffed Holy Soul Knights, the second is to cut off the divine power, or in other words, to directly wipe off the guys who perform the magic spells, and the last one, that is, to delay the time and drag them until they run out of fuel.

By the way, when the divine technique of the Holy Soul Descent comes into play, it is not only the soul that is strengthened, but also the soul.

Now, that group of paladins, no, the Holy Soul Knights, can easily pick up opponents who are equal to their own strength.

By the way, there is one more thing that needs to be said.

That is, the form of these paladins' bodies will change to the appearance of the holy spirits that have descended.

For example, a tall and strong burly paladin just now has now become a heroic female holy spirit, and even if she is asked to wear a skirt or something, she can wear it very well.

Sanctification is such a divine art.

Whether it's the arms, the face, or the armor and weapons on the body, everything changes into the same form as the possessed spirit.

"Is the Holy Spirit Coming......

Turning his gaze to the paladins, Fredthea's eyes were also slightly condensed.

As a qualified doppelganger, she certainly knows what it means to descend the Holy Spirit.

In her cognition, these things that need to be written in the materials need to be discussed at length, and for her, it is very simple to recognize, these imposing guys are essentially the power of the believers of the gods to summon the prayers located in the kingdom of God through sincere prayers, and attach them to the flesh.

This is the "ultimate move" that is amazing to ordinary people, and it is also commonplace for her Fredthea.

It's just that the holy souls attached to these paladins are a little strange?

Like those she had encountered in the past, these Holy Soul Knights did not make her perceive extremely powerful power.

Then, she understood.

"Forced to come? It's really hypocritical. ”

A sneer appeared on the girl's face.

This situation, under the propaganda of the gods of the Bright Continent, will only happen among the demons, and then from time to time there will be a few deeds of the demons' "cruel" behavior in the battle with the demons, anyway, the pot will be pushed on the demons, and the good things can be taken by yourself, even if there are no good things, you can also choreograph and act, and if there are no bad things, you can also choreograph and act.

Such news could not attract her attention to Fredthea either.

After all, such things have long been commonplace for her.

It's no wonder that Fredthea would make such a judgment, although these messages are top secret to ordinary people, but who is she Fredthea? What is the situation with these paladins, can she still see through it?

Under the propaganda of the gods of the Bright Continent, there are often demons who use the bodies of civilians as materials and the recipients as sacrifices to summon evil creatures in order to disrupt the order of the continent.

This kind of thing, not only Fredthea knows, but Phila is also clear, on the Bright Continent, many church forces will propagate that those who do this kind of thing are evil infidels, and only those cruel demons will treat those innocent civilians like this, let them be living sacrifices, and summon evil at the cost of their lives and souls.

Anyway, any mess can be pushed on the demons, and of course the ones in the Bright Continent don't even need so many concerns, the reason is very simple, the demon gods don't have a good impression of humans in the first place, so there will be no excuses or anything like that.

Therefore, all kinds of excuses can pull out a large number of stunned brave people, and when it comes to the critical moment, these people will stand up as soon as their heads are hot, shouting slogans such as "for justice" and "for the bright continent", and sacrifice their lives to contribute under the foolishness of the church.

And for the various beings on the Dark Continent, they don't need such means.

As far as Fira knew, most of the time, the demons would not do such disgraceful acts.

And at this time, the battlefield below finally began to fight.

Although there are restrictions on the strength of the main plane, these Holy Soul Knights still show great strength because of their attributes.

Those paladins who were originally less than the upper rank strength, now generally have the strength of the upper rank, and even the existence of two upper and middle level left and right strength.

It is the holy soul that is possessed by the paladin who is the leader, this holy soul seems to be a holy spear warrior before his death, and when the weapon is changed to a gun, his strength directly enters the upper middle rank, and is on the verge of a high level.

But the Fredthea they faced was naturally not a good stubble, and the blood-colored shadows flew out in an instant, carrying a thick blood-colored mist.

These blood-colored phantoms are not the chaotic existence of the ghost princess, which is messing around everywhere, these are more like puppet-like shadows, flying out fearlessly and launching a suicidal attack on those holy soul knights.

And the phantoms at the head were even more extraordinary, and they immediately fought with the golden knights.

From those blood-colored shadows, Phila could feel the thick bloody aura.

It seems that the existence of something is estimated to be a relatively higher class.

Moreover, it was not only Fredthea and the Church of the Guardian God who were fighting, the huge black ball that was suppressed again also acted secretly at this moment, and the guys who were sealed in it didn't seem to care who was who at all, in its senses, these guys were enemies.

So, soon, Fira also saw the surging of those shadow magic, and the pitch-black monsters condensed again, tumbling and attacking from the darkness, attacking both sides at the same time.

"Justice will prevail!"

The silence of the paladins and the cries of the priests around them, the screams of the shadow monsters, the cry of the bloody shadows like a tragic opera.

For a while, the scene was extremely chaotic, the paladins needed to face the simultaneous attack of both, and they had to pay attention to the status of the seal, and Fredthea did not come to protect the seal, so naturally there was no reason to restrict their actions, let alone those shadow monsters who didn't care.

As for Fira, she still crouched in place, paying attention to the suffering souls wandering around, and with Silkward, she hid from watching the play from a distance.

Now, he was more and more sure that the identity of the gods sealed here was unusual, otherwise, how could he attract these guys? The Holy Spirit came down like this, and the prayer and divine techniques that needed to see the mood of the gods were all successful at one time.

This kind of efficiency - you know, even when sealing some demon gods, it doesn't necessarily have this scale.

If there is no place where the huge black ball does not make people care, then Fila will not believe it if he is killed.

For himself to be cautious enough, Phila was also complacent, otherwise, whether it was those Holy Soul Knights who were in trouble to death, or those shadow monsters, or Fredthea's clones, it was not something that he Phila could easily deal with.

Just as he thought of this, a chill made Fira look away and look towards the place of the scuffle.

Where gold, blood and black are intertwined, a cold and piercing death chill has gradually spread, I don't know when.

These people were fighting in a lively manner, but no one noticed that the chill from death was gradually approaching them.

Fira couldn't help but widen her eyes, staring in one direction, and she didn't even pay close attention to the unique battles of the Holy Soul Knights.

And Silkward, though she could not go out and look at it, could instinctively feel that something was slowly forming below her, in the midst of that deep chaos.

Although the formation speed of this thing is not fast, and it does not even emit any obvious characteristics, but this chill that penetrates the hearts makes the two of them feel that in front of their eyes, there seems to be some terrifying trap that has been opened, just waiting for the prey to enter, and then swallowing all of these prey.

Fear is coming.

Below, the three who were fighting seemed to sense something, and quickly became vigilant, and those monsters wrapped in shadows also quickly retreated, far away from the location they were just now.

The men, who had stopped fighting, all turned around and looked into the depths of the shadows.

Soon, as far as their eyes could see, an incomparably thick dark green mist gradually emerged, and then became thicker and thicker.

In the blind corner of their field of vision, a huge crack was slowly opening and closing, and these dark green fogs, like gushing springs, roared out of the huge crack and seeped into the darkness in front of them.

And at the same time as this dark green mist appeared, it seemed that even the surrounding shadow elements were affected, and I saw that the darkness that was originally thick and almost enveloped the entire space was gradually dominated by this dark green mist, and even Fredthea couldn't help but grit her teeth and gathered her subordinates and blood mist back together.

That strange dark green mist could even eat away at her blood mist?

Fredthea couldn't help but be on the alert.

Soon, under Fredthea's retreat, the places where the blood mist had been before were covered by these thick, even the light itself, was covered by the dark green mist that bound it.

The dense shadow elements also seem to be hidden.

The Church of the Patron Gods, the golden light that was temporarily suppressed by both sides, also gained a legend, once again releasing a huge light, so that the entire area was infected by this light, and became much brighter.

At this time, the huge black ball seemed to react, and before the dark green mist spread, beyond the huge black ball, a huge light shield, the two gems and the chains that originally connected them, shrouded together.

Now, neither the paladins nor Fredthea, the shadow monsters who had retreated, had any intention of acting rashly.

On the contrary, clenching the weapons in their hands and watching the figures in the fog warily was the only thing they could do.

Immediately after, a figure appeared in front of the man.

A slender, petite figure gradually emerged from the dark green mist, and it seemed to be a little swift compared to Fredthea's unhurried movements.

All they could hear was the strange sound of "whirring" one after another.

The voice was so clear and unusual that almost anyone could clearly count the number of times it was whirring.

They also had a clear judgment about how much time it took her to appear in front of them.

Now is the time.

The dark green mist, which was almost about to condense, quickly parted to both sides, like a soldier waiting for the commander, and then a young girl walked out of it. (To be continued.) )