While the battle was still going on on the mountain, so was the camp on the ground.

At this time, you can see more than a dozen giant ghouls around the territory of the March Church, and for some reason, there are more than a dozen giant ghouls.

Each giant ghoul is the size of an elephant, with razor-sharp claws half a meter long, like steel knives.

The hideous teeth are each an inch long and can easily bite a horse in half.

The heavy resistance carapace of the whole body has extremely strong mystic and physical resistance, comparable to a tank car.

Under the rampage of these ghouls, the whole camp is in shambles.

But the mess doesn't mean the March Church has been defeated.

What had been a smooth battle suddenly turned around.

For some unknown reason, another master clergyman suddenly appeared in the camp.

This clergyman is taciturn and ugly, but his fighting power is terrifying.

He is a butcher by profession and belongs to the Nighthawk Church Inquisition, he has no name, and everyone calls him a butcher.

With a serrated machete in one hand that can easily tear through the body of a giant ghoul, and a hideous metal fist covered in blood in the other, the inhuman's huge palm has terrifying destructive power and attack power.

The leader of this operation, Bishop Sheridan of the Cold Church, seems to have known about the Butcher's existence for a long time, and did not care that he easily killed five giant ghouls.

"Get out. The butcher's leaning body stood there, his mouth full of yellow teeth open and a low, hoarse voice.

Sheridan stared at him and said faintly, "I know you, butcher. I also know your knowledge, my ghoul really can't do anything with you, your defense, your attack power can indeed be called the strongest of all the masters. ”

"However, I am well aware of your weaknesses. Sheridan said, putting his hands in front of him and whispering a prayer.

"Look for death!" the butcher carried a serrated machete, and walked step by step, he walked very slowly, but no one could stand in front of him.

It's not that he doesn't want to go fast, it's that his knowledge is like that, he can't go fast.

With a flick of the machete, the body of the giant ghoul that rushed over instantly fell to the ground and was dismembered in the blink of an eye.

Stepping on the guts and blood to move on.

On the other hand, a large number of cold church people attacked others in a posture of impunity.

What makes people feel strange is that they are not focusing on the people of the Nighthawk Church, but Jenny who is in the Healing Church.

At the same time, some other scattered mysteries suddenly intervened.

Just now, a mysterious person suddenly threw in a dozen grenades, seriously injuring Jenny.

Fortunately, she is a master priest, and a simple treatment will not be fatal.

But this consumed a lot of her spiritual energy, and the battle situation was very difficult at this time.

"Damn, aren't they targeting the Frost Witch, why do you keep attacking me?" Jenny felt gloomy.

At this time, Jenny was in a very bad state, her whole body was covered in blood, her gown was attached to her body, there were many wounds on her shoulders, abdomen, and legs, and even a lot of shrapnel was still in the flesh and skin.

His forehead was covered with sweat, and his messy hair was very embarrassing against his face.

Bang!

The psionic shield struggled to block a few attacks, and she looked around and immediately noticed something was wrong.

She found that the church members she had left behind were all descendants of Horace, and that her men had followed Horace up the mountain.

Now, these people fought carelessly, not only did not exert all their strength, but even faintly took the initiative to stay away from her, the priest who was supposed to be standing at the end, and exposed her.

"Horace!" At this point, Jenny's heart was filled with anger.

Now, she's got some clues.

Horace, want her dead.

Oooh oh!

The battle was hard, and a burst of cheers was suddenly heard not far away.

Jenny turned her head to look, and her face suddenly darkened.

At this time, I don't know where the cold ice came from, and a huge ice block was formed, which actually froze the butcher.

Without a pillar like the butcher, a master of the cold binders, Sheridan is the overlord of this battlefield.

Childe looked very afraid of death, and seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately gathered the few remaining clergy and said, "Retreat!"

Subsequently, the group hugged together and actually ...... ran away, and gave the camp to the cold church.

Sheridan sneered and didn't go after it.

He came here for two purposes, one was to take the Frost Witch, and the other was to fulfill his promise to kill the priestess as a price for him to get enough information.

"Hand over this woman, and you can get out. Sheridan said lightly.

The people in the healing church around seemed to have already had a tacit understanding, so they didn't say a word, gathered their formation and turned around and ran, leaving Jenny alone.

Jenny stood up with difficulty and asked indifferently, "Did Horace tell you about the hole cards of the Nighthawk Church?" The butcher's knowledge is strengthened, but the weakness is that the spiritual energy gap and physical activity are not enough. ”

"By reducing the activity, it can be said that this King Kong is not a bad butcher and freezes directly. ”

Sheridan smiled and said, "Naturally, and you are the reward." ”

"Tsk, a clean body nourished by the light of the goddess, a master priest, exercise just the right body, full of tenderness and elasticity, your taste will be very good. With that, Sheridan raised his hand, and an ice spear condensed and shot it into Jenny's chest.

"Are you really going to die?" Jenny was very unwilling.

Before the attack, Alger quickly returned, leaving with the people of the Church of the Holy Blood, not knowing where he went.

At this point, she really didn't have any backhands and helpers.

At this critical moment, a shadow flashed, and Jenny suddenly felt herself wrapped in a gentle power, and then moved quickly.

She slowly raised her head and saw a handsome face under the mask, feeling the air of elegance and maturity.

"Archbishop!?" she asked softly, tentatively.

The mature gentleman lowered his head and smiled: "It's heart-wrenching to let such a beautiful lady suffer such a wound. ”

Hearing this, Jenny's face flushed slightly: "Archbishop, you can really speak. ”

Randall reached out and touched her face, his tone full of sultry magnetism: "What I said is true!"

Plop! Jenny's heart raced uncontrollably.

This old gentleman, who doesn't know how many years has passed, has perfected the art of flirting with women.

"Teacher, now is not the time to be a sister!" said Hills, who was also wearing a mask for the Evening Bell Church.

Randall coughed, put down Jenny and said, "Hills, you've matured a lot. ”

"The cold church, it's so annoying at any time!" a female knight with a big sword and a mask walked over, it was the second female knight who had just wandered here today, Virginia, who had received news from Hills.

Dressed in a different outfit, Alger, wearing a mask, walked over with five tall werewolves.

These nine people lined up in a very grand manner at this time, standing on a slightly higher stone, looking down at the cold church people in the camp, full of powerful aura.

"Who are you?" asked Sheridan with a frown on his brow when he saw these people suddenly appear.

At this moment, several werewolves retreated slightly, and Geros, wearing a wolf's head mask, walked over, and the hoarse voice full of special magnetism sounded: "Evening Bell Church." ”

"Evening Bell Church?" Sheridan thought to himself, having never heard of this organization.

Geros continued, "Frost is our man, you can get out. ”

"You guys, joke!" Sheridan sneered, and an ice gun shot at Geros like a bullet.

Geros raised his hand and grabbed the ice pick with his bare hands when the ice gun was less than five centimeters away from his head.

Sheridan's eyes tightened when he saw this.

"We're in a hurry, and if we don't plan to leave, we're going to die. Geros said, tossing the icicle away and drawing the White Frost Sword.

At this moment, a man hurried over and whispered a few words in Sheridan's ear.

After hearing this, Sheridan felt a little irritated in his heart, looked up at Geros and Randall, whose breath was completely unknown, gritted his teeth and said, "Evening Bell Church, our cold church remembers you!"

After saying that, he quickly left with someone.

Although they had a numerical advantage, his inspiration told him that if he dared to go to war with these men, they would surely die!

Because of those two people, he couldn't see through them at all.

If you can't see through, it means the unknown, and the unknown represents horror!

And most importantly, he didn't expect that the Nighthawk Church used that kind of sturdy cage.

With their current strength, they can't open it at all.

"Damn Horace, you've put a show for me here!" Sheridan's heart was filled with rage.

Hiding behind, Sonic said, "It's all gone, and there's no one left." ”

Geros nodded, "Alger, take the werewolf on guard, don't show your true identity." ”

"Yes!"

Later, Geros quickly rushed into the camp with Randall, Sonic and the others, and found the frost in the cavern beneath the surface.

"Frost, Frost, are you alright?" said Sonic when he saw the sister in the cage who was tied into a dumpling.

Frost's mouth was gagged and he couldn't speak, but his heart was full of shock and joy, and he nodded vigorously.

Hills stepped forward and pulled hard, and said helplessly: "As the adults said, this cage cannot be destroyed by conventional means. ”

Randall touched his chin and said, "I can go in, but people can't take it out, can I just take the cage away?"

Jenny shook her head and said, "No, this cage weighs a ton and has been imposed with runes and prohibitions, even if it can be moved, it won't be able to go far." ”

Geros, who had been silent, said, "Don't you know?"

"What?"

"Chromium silver steel is not hardy. Geros said, and a terrifying chill crept through his body.

In the blink of an eye, he was transformed into an iceman covered in silver-white frost.

A special form bestowed by the Apostle of the Apocalypse: Body of the White Frost, activated.