Paladins are different. Although they are usually polite to neutral races, they have been trained to deal with emergencies as violent users of the bright race.www.biquge.info

They are well aware that the current situation, although these neutral civilians have their own reasons, if left unchecked, will eventually lead to even more horrific things.

"Kill!"

The captain of the paladin's team whispered, and at the same time, the long sword at his waist was unsheathed, and it shot straight out under the urging of the power of the Holy Light.

The civilians were unable to produce shields on their bodies, and because all their attention was on the candles on the ground, they didn't notice what was going on. It wasn't until the long sword was a meter or two away from them that the light reflected from the sword's body was finally seen.

But by that time it was already too late. The sword was either stabbed into the chest of these people or directly through the neck. Before the previous person could die and fall to the ground, the tip of the sword had already entered the body of another person, as if he was skewering meat.

With the order of the squad leader, the others did the same. The church, which had just been filled with prayers and praises, suddenly became a hell with mixed cries. The people who were blocked from the shield of the Holy Light were stunned by the terrible scene in front of them, and they all retreated in fright.

"All those who come near will end up like them."

The paladin's voice was serious and cold, and he put away the shield of holy light. In this situation, there is no need for them to continue to maintain order. The use of such acts of violence, which at first glance may seem inhumane, is a good way to solve the problem when soft measures have not been effective.

"It seems like it's almost there." Silom said, "Most of the candles blessed by the Holy Light have been extinguished, the sound of praise and blessing is polluted, and it will no longer attract the Holy Light energy, we can attack." ”

The legendary gold-level mage witches around them had already been unable to hold back the battle in their hearts, and they were almost about to rush forward when they heard this order.

But at this moment, several shadows suddenly flashed next to him. Judging by the costumes, these people are dressed in civilian clothes. But a sharp-eyed witch had already noticed that these guys all had a small emblem in their hands.

"The Light Race?"

The witch's first instinct was to stop her companions from using the power of the night, but before she could make any moves, a black mist was already rising rapidly.

Although the black fog was not obvious in the dark night, those emblems were the most sensitive tools for detecting the power of the night. Almost at the same time as the black mist rose, a little bit of brilliance immediately appeared on the emblems of the Light Race disguised as civilians, and they immediately became blazing.

"Everyone, be careful!"

While reminding everyone, the witch had freed her body for a long distance. For a dark night profession like theirs, which is used to long-range attacks, staying in the crowd is definitely not a good choice.

"Whoa!"

The people around them, who looked like civilians, all drew their swords from somewhere. In such a close-range attack, strength is less important, and more attention is paid to the grasp of the timing of the attack.

"Whew-"

A Legendary Paladin unleashed his sword at lightning speed, and the sword pierced through the chest of the Night Mage closest to him. At the same time, several paladins around him also began to attack at will, because there were too many night races in front of them, so they didn't pick and choose, and some night mages were actually stabbed into their bodies by two long swords at the same time, and they were both fatally wounded.

"Shield!"

Someone in the group of mages came to their senses and immediately shouted loudly. The Night Shield, enveloped in black mist, activated very quickly, blocking the swords that had not yet fallen. Immediately afterward, all the mages and witches swept backwards with great speed.

This battle between the light and the dark was staged without warning in such a situation.

Silan, who was at the forefront, looked to the left and right, and the staff quietly appeared in his hand. As soon as the Night Staff with the ice attribute appeared, the people around it could immediately feel a slight chill.

"Whoosh!"

Ice edges spread out from the top of the staff, half like a rain of arrows, shooting at the surrounding paladins with swords. On nights like these, the Light Race is much more recognizable than the Night Race, and it only needs to be attacked towards the place where the white light is emitting.

After the initial confusion, the two sides had basically recognized the situation in front of them.

The Night Race is good at spells, and its hand-to-hand combat ability is relatively weak. The Light Race, on the other hand, is the opposite of them, with paladins in the majority.

This creates a very dramatic situation: the Night Races are fighting and retreating, hoping to distance themselves from these paladins, but the latter are well aware of the Night Races' methods, so they have been sticking to their side.

"Bastard!"

A Night Mage had been trying to shake off the gold-level paladin who was pestering him, but he had been bitten tightly. The mage suddenly became furious, lifted the shield energy on his body, and then picked up the staff in his hand and struck it on the opponent's head.

But when the paladin saw the black qi dissipating in front of him, he had already sent the long sword out seamlessly. One of the two guys was stabbed in the chest, and the other had his skull shattered by the staff, and both fell to the ground.

Silen knew that his plan had failed completely.

More and more Light races are joining the fight, and no one knows where exactly these guys came from. They were dressed in a variety of clothes, and at first glance they didn't look threatening, but the next second, the moment the sword appeared in their hands, destruction came.

In the blink of an eye, most of Silon's team of witches and night mages had been wiped out, and the remaining half had been in retreat, with no chance to approach the Templar, let alone cause any damage.

The furious Night Mage's entire body suddenly levitated, and a circle of ice flowers glowing with blue-purple light appeared on its surface.

"Click, click!"

The sound of something shattering was heard. The staff in Sileng's hand that carried the resentment of many souls of those he had killed, the blue crystal in the middle suddenly burst open, and the souls bound in it began to flee frantically.

"The power that sleeps in the abyss of the dark night, you die because of me, you live because of me, wake up!"

These vicious souls were already of high energy, and after being sealed in Silan's staff for such a long time, they had entered a very crazy state. All evil spirits have become vassals of Sirilen's soul, and will only obey his command. (To be continued.) )