"The Divine Messenger ...... It's this cat......"

"Abdul-Jabbar, you idiot, this is the hunter's pet, you lured the enemy here. When the Divine Envoy heard Abdul-Jabbar's words, he became anxious and scolded Abdul-Jabbar angrily.

"Seamus, go up to the tower and see if there are any church people outside, Gordon, you idiot, why don't you wake up the slave soldiers, be careful......"

"Hunter ......"

Abdul-Jabbar remembered the incredible arrow, and then suddenly realized that the inexplicable attack between himself and Barrell tonight was directly related to this big cat full of spirituality.

The little tiger cat on the wall stopped nodding and counting, lowered his head and looked at his front paws and toes, and finally determined that there were no more than five dangerous people, and that there were no enemies that scared people to death at the first sight.

"Whew!"

The familiar meow of the cat sounded again, and Jabbar was so frightened that he reflexively jumped up and ducked into the corner of the hall.

Two hours earlier, he and Baller had been attacked after the cat had howled.

"Beware of the Divine Envoy, that hunter may be out there. ”

The "Divine Messenger" in his nightgown looked at Jabbar, who was huddled in the corner, with a blushing face, and said gloomily: "Do you think I am an ant like you? Even if the night patrol of the Metz Church comes, they can't do anything to me, I am angry at you fool and have disrupted our plans." ”

There was a stir in the basement of the castle, and a group of walking corpse-like humanoids walked down the steps deep into the ground, and soon filled the wide hall.

They all looked straight ahead, there was no life on their bodies, only the smell of decay and disgust, but between their gestures, they seemed to contain terrifying power.

"Lord God, all the slave soldiers have been awakened, but our blood food is a little insufficient, if we let them fight, it may backfire......" The Night Cultist named Gordon wiped the sweat from his forehead, carefully avoided these slave soldiers, and walked in front of the "Lord God" to pray.

"Don't worry, blood food will be delivered to the door soon, and there must be a lot of it!"

The "Divine Messenger" is very confident, in this place of Lorraine, even the night patrol of the church will not suppress the power of the night cultists in the wilderness of the night, only those knights who have been overwhelmed by the spirit of dedication will do this, and the enemy who came this time is eighty percent of the group of young knights who suffered a big loss in the village of Mid-Mountain a few days ago have made a comeback.

They must be more numerous than the previous days, but without a team of knights commanded by powerful transcendents, it is the blood of the slave soldiers.

"Squeak..... Gah!"

The rusty door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a tall and straight figure slowly walked in the moonlight.

"You're the only one?"

The confident "Divine Messenger" wondered who was so bold as to track down the people of the Night Church at night? Who did he think he was? Deacon Bishop of Metz Church?

That old fox is a death-scared ghost, how could he take such a risk?

"Isn't it weird that I'm alone?"

The person who came in was naturally Charles, who had repeatedly confirmed that there were no bigwig-level enemies in this castle, and sensed that Bourne and Lund would arrive only a few miles away, so he killed him first.

Some of the methods are still inconvenient for his subordinates to see.

Charles slowly approached the hall of the castle, sensing the night cultists gathered around him, and said lightly, "Are there only so many of you?

"Young man, you are brave and stupid, even more stupid than those young people the other day, they still know fear, they know how to run for their lives, but I only see your ignorance......"

"Lord Divine Messenger" snapped his fingers suddenly, and a strange rhythmic fluctuation spread around, spreading to the group of slaves in the hall.

The slaves' unfocused eyes suddenly came to life, and their tyrannical, manic gazes searched around, and finally all focused on Charles.

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

The slaves began to howl wildly, as if they had seen a delicious prey, and waited for their master to give the order to tear him to pieces, and then fill his mouths.

"Young man, if you kneel down and pray to me now, please me, I may consider sparing your life!"

"Lord Divine Messenger" didn't know what to think, licked his lips, and his eyes suddenly became fiery.

Charles felt a chill, and the murderous intent in his heart exploded, and the knight Dusk was in his hands.

"I didn't intend to spare your lives!"

Charles's figure flashed, and in an instant, he crossed a distance of several meters, and stabbed straight into the chest of the "Divine Messenger".

The "Divine Envoy" didn't expect Charr's speed to be so fast, but he didn't retreat and dodge, but raised his arms with a sly smile, and met Charles's long sword with flesh and blood, wanting to enter the white blade in the air.

Charles's sword made a strange circle, changing the straight stab to a horizontal slash.

"Rub!"

The "Divine Messenger" flew upside down, slammed into the walls of the castle hall, and then fell to the ground again.

He stood up blankly, looked at his arm, which was almost severed from bone, and opened his mouth wide to forget the pain.

Xia Er was also a little dazed, because after he entered the door, he carefully observed the enemy in front of him, although the black qi in his body was not so condensed but very thick, he felt that it should be equivalent to a seventh-order transcendent, but he couldn't think of such a dish when he slashed it with a sword.

"Bastard, I'm going to ravage your body, imprison your soul, and make you just like them......"

The "God Messenger" went crazy, and the black qi on his body began to radiate out of his body, and the wisps were transmitted to those irascible slave soldiers.

"It turns out that these powers are not his!"

Charles finally understood that this "divine envoy" was actually a container for the gathering of black qi, and the black qi in his body was used to control those slave soldiers, and his own strength was much weaker than on the surface.

"Catch him, live, don't let him run!!"

The "Divine Messenger-sama", who was wearing only a pajamas, jumped to his feet and shouted wildly, revealing the black hair on his chest and his hairy thighs.

After the stiff slave soldiers were fed by the black qi, they suddenly became flexible, and under the guidance of the two horse boys, they hula and surrounded the charles, seeing that the posture was really trying to capture the charr alive.

Charles smiled, and reached out and snapped his fingers, louder than the one the Lord had just snapped.

"Smack!"

A peanut-sized flame appeared on his finger.

A blazing, violent, pure, domineering light filled the hall, and no one but Charles could see anything clearly.

"Huh..... Whew......"

"Whew......"

The beast-like howl directly shattered the stained glass on the windows of the hall, and all the slaves and night worshippers collapsed to the ground, the black gas on their bodies was forced by the blazing white light to have nowhere to hide, and the two fought and sparked, which were more gorgeous and beautiful than fireworks.

The light of the gods acts on the body of the believer of light, it is a god-given technique to soothe the body and mind and get rid of the pain, and when it acts on the body of the believer in the night, it is the soul hooking blade that asks for life.

While the "Divine Envoy" was still dead, Charles walked over and stepped on his chest.

"I've never heard of a night cultist like you in Lorraine, who ordered you to come?"

"God of the Night...... I won't let you go......." The Divine Envoy had smoke on his body, but he still had a hard mouth.

Charles shrunk the blazing light from his fingers to prevent him from dying directly, and then clubbed straight into the hidden parts of his body.

"Whoa!"

"It's Governor Renysme of Steddam........ She was the one who told us that Lorraine was in chaos....... The church simply doesn't have any power left over to control us........ God will not let your ........ go."

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