Four or five black shadows that followed the sun's rays flashed quickly, and the sunlight behind them was like a dazzling lightsaber, even Hawke couldn't help but squint slightly, the eyes in his eyes changed tactfully, and he suddenly found that just in those four or five black spots, they had turned into four or five golden flying beasts, and on the backs of these flying beasts, there were several warriors wearing heavily armed armor.

No, not just warriors in armor, but even Hawke, who had farsightedness, had spotted the priest sitting behind these warriors, dressed in some kind of priest's robe, holding a staff of varying lengths in his hands. The light faintly emanating from his body could be seen clearly even from a distance of hundreds of meters.

"Temple of Light"

Hawke closed his eyes, he recognized the symbols on the armor, in other words, he could actually feel the fluctuations of that energy, what it represented. He took half a step back and stood quietly, closing his eyes as if he was praying, but he held his infantry short sword and hammer tightly, looking at the route that Aunt Bei left, he also sighed slightly in his heart: "I hope I don't let Aunt Bei and Little Cade worry." ”

After all, this is against more than two hundred goblins, if it is just an ordinary person, I am afraid that it will not be able to fight against these goblins, even if it is a regular army of humans. There is no absolute superiority in combat power, and in the face of the number of crowds, it still makes people feel a certain fear.

"What's the sound?"

The sound of wings flapping up and down sounded more and more, and the man who was praying in fear suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky, with fear in his eyes, and four or five white shadows crossed the corners of his eyes, and even frightened him to immediately fall back to the ground, and watched the four or five white shadows slowly land next to him.

It was five huge eagle birds, which had reached more than three meters tall according to the human eye, and they looked quite strong. The wings and feathers on the body are quite shiny, and a faint positive energy spreads on these huge flying eagles. Even in the eyes of these huge eagle birds, the golden eyes even carried that contempt and hostility in the face of darkness and evil.

"The great God of Light is above, and his throne is exalted in heaven."

Hawke took a step forward first, ignoring the man next to him who was already sitting on the ground in a daze, just gently and quickly straightened the clothes on his body, and bowed down to the priest who had already laid down the white giant eagle with a certain gloom on his face: "Greetings, Your Excellency the priest who walks on the earth in place of the god of light." ”

As Hawke, who has lived in this world for thirteen years, obviously understands these etiquette for the aristocratic class and the religious class, but this is also what a commoner should do, otherwise for Hawke, this kind of hierarchical society can already make him suffer a lot now.

"The throne of the god of light shines on us, young men who believe in the god of light, good afternoon."

Seeing that Hawke came over so actively, and said the words of blessing the god of light, the gloom on the face of the priest who came over first obviously fell slightly, he turned his head slightly to look at the goblins around him, his brows couldn't help but wrinkle slowly, and he slowly raised his right hand, and his tone was almost indifferent like a sigh: "Really, evil." ”

Before Hawke could react, a large white light appeared in the priest's hand standing in front of him, and instantly with his raised right hand, it turned into a storm of positive energy and swept around. The intense positive energy carried a certain mild heat, and even Hawke's own self-defense reaction was not aroused, and it had already swept the ground around him strongly.

"Whew-"

That kind of intense white light instantly swept across the ground hundreds of meters around, whether it was the standing person, the carriage and the ice wolf, they were all swept by this white light in an instant, with that kind of gentle heat, like a laser ring, beyond a certain area, it turned into countless white points of light and disappeared in an instant.

But Hawke's eyes widened slightly, because just as this white light flashed, the goblin corpses around him had disappeared, not to mention that because of Hawke's powerful strength and the blood bitten by the ice wolf, even the original faint smell of blood and sour smell had disappeared with the white light.

"This is" Hawk couldn't help but raise his hand slightly, looking at his body, although he felt a certain heat, but in the face of that white light, he was not hurt in the slightest, but just as usual, even he felt warm and quite comfortable in himself.

This kind of power does not belong to fighting spirit or magic, but is quite similar to the power revealed by the previous Priest Culman, and the warm feeling seems to be a call from heaven, especially for Hawke, the god of light who belongs to the pseudo-believers, this feeling is still quite strong, and even the blood in his body is involuntarily beating and rushing, as if it can silken people's souls.

"This is a divine art, a power given to me by the great God of Light."

The priest lowered his eyelids slightly, looking at the still relatively young Hawke, even the indifferent eyes paused slightly, and his gloomy face was a little surprised, but it was still suppressed by himself in an instant. With a casual explanation, he turned his head and glanced at the man who was slumping to the ground, and the woman and child who were quietly looking out in the carriage, but his eyes were focused on the middle-aged priest who was lying on the dead chariot.

Behind the priest came a few companions who were also dressed in priest's robes, but they were about sixty years old compared to the pastor in front of Hawke. They were all middle-aged in their forties and fifties, and they still looked much younger, but their movements were concise and crisp, and their expressions were no different from those of the old priest, with a certain indifference to seeing through the world.

"Bishop Agurts, it looks like we've found our way."

A warrior in heavy armor walked briskly, his gaze burning as hot as the midday sun in the gap in his helmet. He looked at the corpse of the middle-aged priest on the four-wheeled carriage in front of him, with a certain complex and unforgettable hatred in his eyes, and said softly: "It seems that the thing is on this traitor." ”

Behind this heavily armored warrior, four warriors who were also wearing heavy armor stood side by side, and a faint prestige was transmitted on their bodies, and Hawk's eyes even shrank slightly, because in his keen perception, the powerful power that these five heavily armored warriors inadvertently revealed was much stronger than his father's friend before, His Excellency Ross, the militia commander who had comprehended the seeds of fighting spirit, much more powerful, even several times!

"Looks like so, Jason Knight."

The sixty-year-old priest nodded slightly, with that indifference on his face, gently holding his staff in his left hand, and extending his index finger with his right hand, he tapped at the corpse of the middle-aged pastor in front of him. With the fluctuation of some positive energy, the simple coachman's leather robe on the corpse of the middle-aged pastor instantly turned to ashes, leaving only the priest's robe embroidered with silver filigree.

"Even if he dies, he's still a member of our Temple of Light, not a humiliating coachman, isn't he?" The old priest named Agurts sighed softly with a certain pity on his face, turned to the Jace knight and whispered, "Pack him up, I'll ask some questions, and then I'll go back." ”