Chapter 306: Sacrifice

"Eternal life? How easy it is! ”

With a sneering expression on his face, the Guardian Knight maintained the operation of the treasure in his hand with a calm expression, and said to everyone: "Don't panic, the spiritual power of these people has been polluted by the demonization pool, and their souls have nothing to rely on, and they will soon become pure monsters who can only rely on instinct to act." ”

Duchamp sighed, concentrating on channeling the Moon of Madness, and if nothing else, this would be the last time this skill would have an effect on the monsters.

The demons who had just been resurrected and had not yet had time to land on the ground were once again fighting among themselves.

The four golden phantom beasts that had just beaten their mutant companions to death rushed to the front of the corridor and shouted at the magic pool: "Roar, roar, roar! "Declares sovereignty over this place.

The ultimate move was exhausted, and the Guardian Knight, who had fallen into a state of exhaustion, retreated to the back of the team and continued to maintain the operation of the treasure in his hand.

He couldn't help but secretly rejoice, fortunately, there was such a temple in the castle that matched his attributes, otherwise, it would definitely be difficult for him to maintain the empty force field here and resist the erosion of the demon pool.

"I hope that the place they are responsible for destroying is not as difficult as here, and they can come to support as soon as it is over."

In his heart, the guardian knight couldn't help but think of the powerful female chief, her light shining like the sun.

But then, he felt ashamed of his own thoughts, as a guardian knight, he should have an indomitable spirit, how could he casually think of relying on the rescue of others.

He tried to think on the bright side: "There are a full eight members outside, and Kim is also outside, and he must still be trying to find a way to destroy the top of this castle." Thinking of this, he glanced up at the purple-red pillar of energy on the priest's head that reached the top of the castle, which was the reason why the Jin Clan had been unable to break through the outer wall of the castle for a long time, and all external attacks were neutralized by this pillar.

After thinking about the situation of the players outside, he scanned the situation of the players in the field again, trying to find a way to crack it.

He glanced at the newly added four-headed phantom beast. A smile appeared on his face, this was really an unexpected increase in powerful teammates, each of these phantom beasts was equivalent to a holy rank.

In mid-air on the opposite side of the phantom beast's roar, the priest was struggling to control the resurrected men, and Duchamp set all the targets of the chaotic ones to the priest, which caused the priest to panic.

In comparison, the combined squad has become more relaxed, and there is even time to rest and rotate.

The Guardian Knight looked at this scene and felt a burst of joy in his heart, he looked at Duchamp, whose hands were shrouded in a hooded cloak, but he was actually casting spells, and thought to himself: "I don't know where Cassius invited the mysterious man, but he does have a hand in dealing with these monsters." ”

Thinking of the skill that this mysterious man just performed that can restore stamina, if he can do it again for himself, it is estimated that it will be no problem to hold on for another day.

He remembered that the mystery man had said that it would take four hours to use that skill once.

"Four hours, it should be able to hold up. If the other party doesn't have any new skills! ”

Duchamp's eyes were not bad, he had already seen the state of the guardian knight's stamina after the full swing, but at this time he didn't have any good options.

He had to use all his manipulation spells to keep these monsters fighting a few more times and the priests constantly distracted.

If only I could use my mental power to suppress this girl directly!

Duchamp looked at the priest who had been in an invincible state, and thought indignantly: This shameless blood-locking move is really too grassy, invincible is more than half an hour after it is released, what kind of game boss can play like this.

He suddenly remembered something, and whispered to Cassius: "You can't kill the current group of monsters, if you kill them, they will be resurrected and upgraded again, and my chaotic spell will not work." ”

Cassius saw the situation on the field, and quietly called for everyone to stop and rest, and to drag out the attack as long as possible.

After another ten minutes, the priest was tired of the brainless thugs who had been converted from the souls of ordinary believers.

He looked at the situation in the center of the field and suddenly understood the sinister intentions of his opponent.

Since this castle had not been able to completely isolate their source of power, they must have been dragging their feet, and when the sun came out at dawn, that temple would definitely absorb the power of the void faster.

Moreover, they still have people outside, and they can summon other reinforcements to help.

Thinking of this, the priest's hand sank, and the staff activated the power of the circle under his feet, knocking all this group of incompetent subordinates into the pool of blood.

He gave a command to the others, and then, silently, rested in the circle, waiting for the final blow. He is also flesh and blood after all, and casting spells for such a long time is a huge pressure on anyone who has not become a god.

There was suddenly no movement in the pool of blood.

Everyone looked at each other in astonishment.

Duchamp rolled his eyes, ran to the back, took out his pocket watch, and looked at it.

On the sixth floor, a group of people came out of the house behind the altar.

There was a group of red dots on the minimap, and the little spider on the sixth floor hurriedly moved along the wall to check.

The floor of the plaza on the sixth floor had sunk to the bottom of the pool, but there was a passage to the altar.

"The Chief Priest has signaled, it seems that it is time for us to make a move, I see that the guests on the other side are also very tired, it is better to let them live forever soon."

At the head of the group, a young man dressed in a splendid priestly robe, raised his two hands and a fanatical smile appeared on his face.

Duchamp knew this man, remembering that he was assuming the name of George Tomasi, and that he was considered a high-ranking member of the Order.

Duchamp looked behind George and found another acquaintance, the captain of the bodyguard who had retreated from Paradise in advance, judging by his dress, he was not an ordinary person.

Another priest, dressed at the same level as George, grinned fiercely: "This group of sect members who volunteered to sacrifice don't seem to have high enough willpower to resist the other party's control spells, and they seem to have been restrained. ”

Walking to the middle of the altar, George's face turned to the side and said to a person: "General, you see, our cause has been seriously hindered, and at this time, we need your strong support. ”

'General'! Duchamp quickly adjusted the little spider's gaze and looked behind George, and sure enough, General Polk was also in the crowd, and he was also wearing a gorgeous priest's suit, but he was not dressed in a good manner.

"George, you are really naΓ―ve, by killing ordinary people to sacrifice, do you think you can get the power you dreamed of?" The general sounded very uncooperative.

"I think so too, so I need your help, General, you are an iron-blooded soldier who has experienced a brutal war, your willpower is far beyond ordinary people, your soul is simply the most perfect guardian soul, now, lend me your strength."

George was stunned, staring at the general's eyes with a cold light.

"Don't you think, don't forget, you swore an oath to sincerely assist me to become the leader of the country, and then you went back on your word like this, and deliberately held me hostage here, which is why I still valued you so much."

"Hmph, you also swore that you would be guided by true knowledge, and we would join forces to do something great and bring light to this world. That's why I've sworn allegiance to you, but you're secretly arranging to stab us when the election is over, right? Your Excellency, General! ”

"You, how could you believe such a guess?" General Polk said in a panic, apparently on the wrong hand.

George raised his hands feverishly and shouted loudly.

"General, you really don't have enough knowledge of this sect! As long as we take the true knowledge, we can test his loyalty to the Order, and even know what he thinks in his heart, in this holy place, under the protection of the Holy Son, as long as we are steadfast in our faith and purpose, we can gain true power, and here, we are invincible! ”