"Shall we go back?"

Charles asked frankly with his head held high in the face of the two church powerhouses who were flanking him.

Barencer looked at the paladin Ariana, who glanced at Charles and said softly, "Open the door, be careful!"

Charles nodded and turned away, reaching out to poke at the "door" pattern on the metal door, while Basilent and several of the Dawn Church knights behind him drew their weapons, tense and guarded.

Judging from the situation at the scene, there must be a more important place behind this door, and there may be guards.

The metal door moved, and the crack slowly opened from small to large.

Basilent took the lead, the light on his staff flickered, and he took a step forward and whispered, "Illumination....... ....... Technique"

The doors were all open, and Basilent's low shouts were choked back into his throat.

Behind the door was a large circular hall, which was not as dark as the long hall in front of it, which was full of cages, but there were enough lights on the circular walls, and there were dense candles on a central altar-like platform.

Dozens of people gathered around the altar, they were obsessively watching the scene on the altar, and they didn't even notice the opening of the metal door behind them.

There are more than a dozen figures on the altar, it seems that a special sacrifice is being held, looking at their revealing clothes, inappropriate movements for children, and the sound of moaning and moaning, it seems to be a **** drama full of restrictive elements.

No wonder there were only two guards along the way, it turns out that everyone is here to enjoy the internal benefits!

Charles suddenly remembered a sentence in his heart: "Turn off the lights, all the women are the same, but when the lights are turned off, ....... What's the difference?

It turns out that the Night Cultists are also in need of some light at some point.

"Bastard, what are you looking at?"

Ariana's angry voice came from behind her, and Charles turned aside a little awkwardly before realizing that Ariana wasn't talking about herself.

Basilent swallowed, took a few steps forward, and shouted, "Dawn exorcism!"

The staff in his hand burst out with blazing light, illuminating the entire circular hall as bright as day, and also shining everyone on and off the stage clearly.

"Ahh

"Whew!"

The Moors on and off the stage all let out a terrible howl, especially the dozens of people in the audience, almost all of whom fell to the ground and began to roll around with their eyes covered, and the slightest flame began to diffuse from their bodies, like the color of grease being ignited.

The anti-light ability of the dozen or so people on the altar was obviously much stronger, although they (they) were also illuminated by the blazing light, but they did not fall to the ground, but were stimulated to be ferocious, opening their arms and baring their fangs to howl around.

"It's the lackeys of the light, go kill them!"

A naked man on the altar threw aside the woman wrapped around him, and angry shouts echoed in the rotunda.

More than a dozen stalwarts of the Moorish church jumped off the altar one after another and rushed towards Charles and the others.

"Defense!"

Several knights of the church took off their large shields one after another, smeared holy water on their swords and shields, and formed a small tortoise formation with "Ka Ka Ka", protecting the chanting monk Basilent inside.

"I'm X your sister, you really only care about your own people......"

Charles also wanted to get in and be protected, but they didn't intend to accept him at all, so they just squeezed him out, and not only him, but also the female paladins were not among the protection of the church knights.

"Twilight exorcism, exorcism, exorcism!"

Basilent shouted three times in a row, the silver staff trembled three times in a row, and three blazing balls of light roared and smashed into the dozen Moors who pounced on them head-on.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Whoa...... Whew...... Whew."

With three dull explosions in a row, the three hapless Moors were smashed to the ground, and they fell to the ground with a howl, and dark red fire gushed out from their bodies, intertwined with the blazing light on the surface of their bodies, burning their snow-white bodies, and the cruelty made the Charr who had seen this real scene for the first time feel sick.

"So you're a light mage.......

Charles finally learned how the monks of the Church fought, and compared to the academic monk of Vral Kampa, the chanting monk of Basilent was a mage who controlled the "light", and Flarr Kampa was the female mage who controlled the "fire".

Three of the dozen Moors fell, and the rest immediately dispersed and besieged them, apparently also experienced elites.

Basilent, in the tortoise formation, chanted a spell again, and the spiritual power in his body surged out.

"Dawn Blessing!"

Several rays of warm sunlight radiated in all directions, and the Knights of the Church, Ariana, and Basilent themselves received their blessings.

"Bang bang bang!"

The tortoise formation was violently hit by several Moors, and the tortoise formation was staggered, but a faint light surged on the shield, and after touching the skin of several Moors, the smell of burning skin spread, and several Moors also let out a howl of pain.

This blessing is obviously a bonus buff to restrain darkness, but Charles, who is being chased by two Night Cultists, does not receive this benefit.

"MLGB, Basilent, you wait for me, I'll look for you after I go out today, I'll go straight to Fengyue Street, and I'll not finish if I don't pit you out of your old blood. ”

Charles could easily dispose of the two Night Cultists chasing after him with fangs and claws, mainly because he didn't want to reveal his true strength, and he was running in circles looking for the emaciated assassin.

Charles had seen the dozen or so people on the altar just now, and there were no thin and weak people among them, and dozens of people under the altar were still rolling all over the ground, and Charles carefully judged that it would take ten seconds and eight seconds to distinguish it.

Here Charles was running in circles, but Ariana on the other side was very realistic, she spun around the tortoise formation, and performed a "sword draw and slash" at a few Moorish disciples who pounced, and the long sword "clang" sounded continuously, it seemed that the sword was not unsheathed, but the human head rolled down with a grunt.

"Her sword is weird!"

Every time Ariana drew her sword, Charles's spiritual power fluctuated significantly, and it was obvious that her sword was a rare and extraordinary weapon like the "Bow of the Moon Shadow" of the Chevalier family.

Although those Moorish disciples are not as strong as the ones that Charles has encountered, they are by no means comparable to ordinary people, each of them has the strength of an extraordinary person, but under Ariana's hands, they can't even hold a single face, Ariana's combat power is beyond Charles's expectations.

"You vile lackeys of light....... You have succeeded in provoking me, accept the punishment of the night!"

The red man who remained on the altar saw his men being killed in succession, his eyes turned red, he raised his hands to the sky, and chanted strange and obscure incantations in his mouth.

An illusory black cross appeared at the dome of the circular hall, and slowly descended, wisps of black gas poured into the Moorish bodies of the people in the hall.

"Ariana stop him, he's a shaman......"

When Basilent in the tortoise formation heard the man's spell and found the black cross, he immediately panicked a little and hurriedly shouted to Ariana for help.

Paladin Ariana turned around and rushed towards the altar, but when he rushed to the bottom of the altar, dozens of low-level Moors who had been rolling around with their eyes covered were stimulated by the black gas, and suddenly they all went crazy, desperately pounced on the female paladin.

When the man on the altar began to chant the incantation, Charr's gift for danger perception reacted, giving him a strong warning of danger.

Charles turned around suddenly, the long sword in his hand was simply and neatly swung and slashed, and the superb combat awareness honed by the three professional talents allowed him to find the perfect attack angle and choose the perfect attack route, but the seemingly simple moves exerted unimaginable power.

The two female Moors died in an instant, although they had big breasts and long legs, but it was not ambiguous that Charles really wanted to destroy the flowers.