"Blessing you saints with the light and live! For the Light! For glory! Archbishop Wodal and Klein looked at the fusiform lifeship in front of them, and raised their hands to the sky.

The holy radiance, shining brightly, stood in the void, and muttered in his mouth. Behind him was a shattered church-style battleship, the deck of the battleship glowing with golden light was blasted into dozens of pieces by an inexplicable force, and dozens of Holy Light Crusader battle flags glowed with layers of orange-red ripples to form a defensive magic battle array to surround the battleship.

"Boom" The burning green stones roared and hit the left side of the battleship, 3 or 4 battle flags were blasted away, and the broken magic array made a slight sizzling sound, and the defensive cover surrounding the entire battleship stagnated, and then shattered and dissipated, revealing a dozen or so Crusader warrior monks wearing Crusader war Kai who had launched attack spells on the center deck.

"Puff puff" Several dark black strands tore through the void and pierced into the body of a monk. The monk who launched the spell was instantly petrified, and his body gradually cracked and disintegrated into stardust and scattered, and at the same time, a dazzling light broke through the sky, and a crystal clear crystal shape of a pure cross slid down. Archbishop Wodal and Klein picked up the cross on his knees, held it in his palm and kissed it. "Rest in peace, my child. May heaven be free from cold, pain and darkness" the wind blew across the bishop's cheek, and a bloody tear slipped quietly and dripped on the crystal medallion. The palm-sized crystal turned into a long sword, and the slender blade burned with pink-purple flames.

The crusaders in the shuttle rescue boat saw the scene through binoculars and wiped away a handful of tears. Holding the steering wheel, the left hand polluted by the void constantly emitted purple-black gas. The right hand pulled out a huge meteorite from the back and placed it on the side of the bridge, and the half-human tall blue-black meteorite handle was inlaid with an obsidian, which was engraved in the black light with a small seal in an ancient book: Zhegui Ling.

A life-saving airship, with four seriously injured male priests crammed into the back seat. In the passenger seat, a priestess with blond hair, blood sprinkled all over her body, wearing a standard armor gown, pressed her broken right arm with her left hand, and the right arm emitted a thick black gas, and the gray-white broken bones were contaminated into purple-green. With his eyes closed, he bit his lip and moaned intermittently in his throat.

Boom Boom Blinding rays of light illuminated the void, and several monks turned into crystals and slipped down.

The remaining monks gathered around Archbishop Vodal and Klein, who whispered hymns and turned falling crystals into swords. The archbishop raised his bleeding eyes, took out the blood-red holy cross on his chest and recited the Holy Blessing, and the crystal sword continued to shrink and fly into the cross.

"Hehehehe, you hypocrites have chosen to take refuge in the Void and believe in the Void Emperor! Or choose to die! The Calamity Banshee, who had caught up from behind, made a high-pitched sound. The two banshees' huge black wings flapped in the starry sky, and the flapping star stones tore through the surrounding airspace. Behind them, five smaller banshees' gray wings churned, surrounding the dark black mist, and the sharp tips of their feathers shone with black light, standing up like spears, facing the Holy Light Cross Legion.

"What Void Emperor, you demons!" The archbishop rebuked loudly, and the blood in his eyes became more and more dripping. Several monks hold the archbishop. "We are not afraid of death, victory will return to the Light, and the Legion will win! Long live humanity! ”

"You will shout slogans and speak big words," Calamity sneered sharply. "Alright then, this is where you are buried." The seven banshees' wings shook, and the dark black mist became more and more, turning faster and faster. "Whoosh" feathers turned into swords and shot at the Legion of Light.

The archbishop holds the Legion's flag, and the flagpole of the cross glows softly, waving from the center of the flag to the outside. Feathered swords scattered.

"Puff" Several sharp swords pierced into the monk's body, and the dark and silent void lit up with a few rays of light. The archbishop whispered a chant, and the light turned into a crystal sword and flew into the cross on his chest, bleeding profusely.

The banshees howled, and the winged blades shot out more densely.

The monks beside the archbishop gradually emitted a light that pierced the sky.

The archbishop's withered hands held the cross flag, and his blood-colored eyes gradually turned dark purple and then gray until there was darkness before him.

"Farewell, my Lord, Heavenly Father" The last monk unleashed a final attack with both hands, his body strangled by feathers, turning into a ray of light that stretched across the sky. The archbishop bowed his head and read the scriptures, and tucked the orange-red crystal sword into the cross on his chest.

"Give you another chance, loyal and courageous servant. Do you choose to take refuge or choose death! "The leading Calamity Banshee confronts the blind Archbishop.

"Holy light, my lord, please grant the enemy divine punishment," the archbishop muttered with his dry and dry fingers gripping the cross banner tightly and with his empty eyes.

The starry sky flashed and thundered, the energy gathered, and the Calamity Banshee was thrown out by the energy. The starlight that erupted in the sky turned into a giant air blade and flew in all directions with the momentum of destroying the world.

The Calamity Banshee hugged together, and the outer Banshee howled and was cut by the air blade, turning into a cloud of black mist and dissipating. Dripping with black blood and flapping their broken wings, the three banshees in the middle survived.

"Humans who don't know whether they are alive or dead, look how I torture you!" The leading banshee flew in from afar, flapping her broken feathers and screaming in the sky.

The archbishop, who carried the Crusader flag, exhausted the last drop of his life force and sat down against the flag, emitting a heaven-shaking light. The military flag hummed as a hymn, and a huge blood-red crystal flew and swirled.

The banshee stared at everything vigilantly, unleashing countless flying blades at the crystal sword. With a clang, the crystal sword rippled and swelled, and the flying blade popped out.

The leading banshee licked her lips greedily, grabbed the giant sword with her hand, and sneered, the giant sword emitted blood-red holy light in all directions, slicing through the banshee's body. The banshee hurriedly threw down her greatsword and fled far away.

The Banshee lost her temper, tilted her head in thought, and turned around to chant a curse at the greatsword. The color of the blood-red greatsword gradually dimmed and turned crimson, and the glowing divine sword surface appeared with dark green mixed with black patterns.

After doing all this, the banshee nodded in satisfaction and flew forward, chasing the lifeship that had fled earlier. The star field gradually calmed down, leaving only a crimson crystal sword in the center that exuded a demonic spirit, cutting and devouring the surrounding turbulence.

"Stop! Forbidden to pass! ”

At the edge of the star field, on the eight hundred miles of iron and blue star stones, stood a huge fortress, the fortress was covered with heavy defensive magic, the city walls were covered with hanging siege cannons, and flags fluttered at the city gates. Bands of salamander cavalry patrol the doorway. The captain of the guard, wearing dark red armor in front of his head, raised the light speed gun in his hand and drank the rescue boat flying at high speed.