This time, people covered their eyes for a long time, but they still couldn't let go.

The light is too strong, it hasn't faded for a long time, and the fluctuations of the divine power that is drumming in the light are also quite strange, very kind, but there is a clear difference from the divine power you have, no matter which side it is, it's like this.

Not only was the light blinding, but there was no movement, only the circle of people who were close heard the center of the light, and someone was faintly talking to themselves.

"It's your conspiracy! You've already figured it out, right? Last time it was a test!"

"That's it, you explain it to me!"

"Don't listen! Don't listen, don't listen! I just don't listen!"

"Don't try to convince me!"

"Don't run! I'm not done with you!"

This voice is quite surprising, and Richie Prell speaks so well with a sharp voice......

Then the voice coughed a few times, and the light gradually dimmed, but the figure was still hidden in a dazzling cloud of holy light, and only the outline could be faintly seen.

The light of the Holy Light was very strange, between golden and incandescent white, and it looked very much like the faded Divine Light of Justice. It is also because of this plainness that it seems to have gone through thousands of years, with a depth of vicissitudes.

Looking at the golden divine light on Gronya's body next to him, even the holy warriors had a faint disdain. Too superficial, too pompous, like an upstart with a gold ring on his hand and four gold teeth on his smile.

"This ...... It can't be!"

Gronia's wings of light were simple streams of light, the original swing was still very soothing, but now it was tumbling rapidly, and even a few of them were intertwined, and together with her trembling voice, the shock and fear in her heart were revealed.

No one laughed at Gronya, in fact all the paladins were in a state of great terror and confusion like her.

This is the artifact of Dragon, why was it purified by Prell?

Isn't justice unique to the Paladin, and why is Prell's vow recognized?

Gronia said, "You must be the devil, Richie Prell! Only the devil can switch freely between different gods!"

That's the only way it makes sense!

Many of the holy warriors let out a cry like waking up from a dream, and only by believing this statement could they resist the forces that were shattering their faith.

"The Devil ......"

Prell's tone has become so feminine that it is almost impossible to distinguish between men and women.

"I want to ask you, if a devil can do this......"

Speaking of this, he paused, and vaguely saw him stretch out his hand, and with a hum, a pillar of golden light stretched out, condensing into a wide and long blade.

The lightsaber was originally golden, but faded into pale gold.

Prell shook his hand, and the pale gold arc shot into the sky. The divine power scorched the air and made a sizzling roar, reaching into the clouds. The clouds broke a crack, and the golden light overflowed, and lightning and thunder roared.

The paladins changed color one after another, not only because of the great power of this blow, but also because this wave was so familiar, and it was the signature magic technique that made every paladin the holy warrior: the Evil Breaking Slash.

Prell added: "Can you still ...... like this"

The lightsaber slammed into the ground, and I heard Prell raise his voice slightly, sounding warm and heart-immersive, full of magnetism.

"All reactionaries are paper tigers!"

The pale golden light swung out with the lightsaber as the center, sweeping over the bodies and minds of the thousands of people present, and all of them stiffened, and then exhaled with relief.

This is...... Group purification, no, not only that, but also clarifies the soul and refreshes the spirit. All kinds of negative emotions have obviously weakened or even dissipated.

Although this divine technique is not exclusive to the Holy Warriors, most of the professionals in the Good God Camp know it, but no one denies that they feel the divine power of justice.

Prell asked gently, "Is he still a devil?"

The devil can disguise the divine light, but if he can cast a divine skill with the divine power of justice, then even if he is a devil, he is a holy warrior devil.

Gronia's voice was even more harsh: "I didn't expect it...... Your true identity is that of a paladin......"

That's the only way it makes sense! He's a holy warrior!

The last straw was gone, and another one came, no matter how ridiculous it was, and the paladins were like drowning people, subconsciously clinging to it. For a moment they all forgot that Li Qi was the Pope of Lady Crimson.

Prell didn't deny it: "Yes, I'm ...... I'm a paladin now. ”

Then he said: "But I am not the holy warrior of Longerde, and the hilt of the sword I got was either a dragon or a mortal, and when I was still called Tyr, the artifact of justice he obtained contained the original ...... of justice."

Gronia interrupted with a low roar: "The original justice is Longerde! The Holy Warrior only believes in Longerde!

"Justified?"

Prell's tone changed to pity: "You are wrong, as long as you are a good god, you will have your own justice, and you will have your own holy warrior, this is the common law in the multiverse." ”

"Originally, like you, I thought that the holy warriors here only belonged to Longerde, but the reason may be that the world of Fein is more special. Now I know, the world of Fein is the same. ”

"If you think about it, Kem actually has a paladin, but it may be that he has a patent dispute with Longer, and his paladin is not called a paladin, but a paladin. The paladin's belief is to protect the order of Kem, which is actually justice, but they just point to the essence. ”

"...... Now"

Prell swung his lightsaber and made a buzzing sound, and he muttered something in a low voice, and no one listened to it all, only vaguely hearing the words "Force" or something.

"Now, the holy warrior of my lord Lady Crimson has also appeared, yes, that's me. ”

Until now, his figure was still hidden by the tumbling pale golden light, and close to his body, the divine light gradually took shape, condensing three pairs of huge light wings. The holy light on the wings of light rolled, condensing strange characters, but because of the rapid change, it was impossible to see clearly.

The wings of light fluttered, the characters refreshed, and the space around him was faintly divided into countless blocks of light of different sizes, echoing the changes of the characters, endlessly repeated, and the world seemed to be measured and judged because of such a cycle.

"Richie - can you stop your optical pollution! I mean, don't be so bright!"

An equally good-sounding, even somewhat familiar voice, is the saint who keeps switching flowers and skulls on the cold white wings. Quite a few people, especially the druids, rangers, and rangers, had their eyes wide open, and felt that the voice was very familiar.

Prell coughed a few times and muttered, "How do you get this damn divine power shaping ......?"

After a while, the pale golden light dimmed a little more, and finally revealed Prell's figure.

He wore a hood and was wrapped in a robe, and even his lightsaber was stretched out from the wide sleeves of his robe, so that not an inch of skin could be seen.

"Gronia......

Prell waved his hand at the Crimson Saints to shut them up, and he looked at (judging by the direction of the hood) Gronia and said in a low voice, "Now, we are paladins versus paladins. ”

Gronia's body trembled in her body, and then shouted loudly: "The holy warrior is not the most important, the most important thing is who to believe! We are the holy warriors who believe in Longerde, unlike you, who can be judged by the justice of a god of love!?"

Prell was not at all annoyed: "Didn't you hear my vow just now? We can judge everyone, everything." ”

Thinking back to the vow Prell had made just now, the paladines' hearts swayed again.

Of course, I don't understand a lot of things, such as productive forces, advanced culture, and so on, but it's easy to understand the fundamental interests of the broadest masses of the people. Compared to Gronya's vow, to settle crimes, to speak up for the weak, or something, Prell's vow is undoubtedly much grander.

Most of the holy warriors of the Nama faction and the neutral faction looked at the fluttering Prell with their bare wings with affection, and even the original Banner paladins also had many expressions of vigilance and remorse.

Gronya was silent for a moment, and sighed deeply: "His Majesty Longerde's will has not yet condensed, and it really gave the other gods the opportunity to cheat and cheat. ”

She glanced at everyone and said in a loud voice: "The true holy warrior should not be deceived by a momentary vision! Now is the time to test whether our faith in His Majesty Longer is pious! Holy warriors, Xia Andia has been completely defiled, the Divine Fall Plateau is no longer the home of the holy warriors, we should throw ourselves into the storm of era change, and use blood and fire to practice the justice of His Majesty Longerde!"

"Willing to follow me out of here, instead of throwing yourself into the alienated righteous holy warriors, stand up!"

Esther and Gaston stood up without hesitation, and the paladins behind them looked at each other and hesitated for a while, and one after another people stood up, and finally gathered into a team of hundreds of people.

Seeing the hundreds of people, Gronia's face was gloomy, and she said angrily, "What about you? Do you want to turn your back on Longer?"

The other paladins were silent, and the black-haired young man said in a loud voice, "As holy warriors, we believe in justice first, and then rond!"

One by one, the paladins echoed, and at this time, Nama had already resisted the erosion of the corrupting qi, and barely had the strength to spare, she struggled and shouted: "We have the justice that we insist on, and until His Majesty Longrd returns, you have no right to judge the paladins on behalf of Longerde!"

Most of the previous echoes were neutral paladins, and Nama's words were echoed by the other paladins.

Gronya's face changed for a while, and Longde's will had not yet condensed, and she couldn't refute Nama's words.

She looked at Prell, gritted her teeth and said, "Let's go!"

Prell spoke up at this time: "Want to go?"

Gronia was shocked and said in a cold voice: "You just said that Mentor Cheyenne entrusted you with the choice to take care of us, and now that we have a choice, do you want to force us?"

Although the tone was cold, the posture was very low, even as if pleading.

It was also inevitable that when she was at the height of her arrogance just now, almost all the paladins would be on her side. Now only a hundred or so paladins followed her, barely more than half of the Banner paladins.

"It's not easy for others to say, you, if I want to force it, Cheyenne shouldn't care. ”

Preel's words made Gronia's body tremble slightly, and she subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword at her waist.

"If you want to do it, I will fight to the death!"

She gathered her courage, looked at Prell, and said resolutely, "I won't be at your mercy!

"Indeed......"

Prell was not only not annoyed, but also nodded in agreement with her,

The pale golden wings of light waved slowly, as if Prell was thinking about something.

After a long time, Prell asked with concern like a friend, "So, where will you go?"

Gronia was speechless, she had no plan for a while.

Prell is still coming up with ideas: "Don't rush to the duel first, practicing justice is not sending you to death, you have to talk about strategy and accumulate strength." ”

"You ......"

Gronia didn't know what to say, so she snorted coldly, looking around with some nostalgia, and then at the other holy warriors who didn't follow her, who were looking at her with complicated expressions.

Glancing at Nama, who had lost an arm and an eye covered with a bandage, Gronia said, "Goodbye...... No, goodbye to Prell. ”

"No, we'll see you again," Prell said to halt her fledgling steps, "and there are people who want to see you." ”

Gronia's body shook and she almost fell.

She laughed nervously twice, and hurried away, Esther and the others hurriedly followed, each of them throwing a look of deep hatred at Prell.

After Gronia and the others left, the scene continued to be silent, and the saint in armor finally couldn't help but speak: "Richie!

Prell muttered something, and with a shake of his hand, the lightsaber dissipated.

He said to Wilson, Gambitt and Asuna, who had been watching from behind, "The scene is up to you." ”

Then he went straight to the wooden house next to him, and the paladins hurriedly gave way.

The three saints landed, collected their light wings, and hurriedly followed.

In the wooden house, the robed guest, who had known that they would follow, sighed at the three pairs of worried and confused eyes.

"I'm sorry, Richie isn't here, I'm ...... The goddess sent him down. ”

Aurora, Ellie, and Tina exclaimed at the same time, "What!?"

Tina frowned and said, "No wonder the voice is wrong!"

Ellie frowned: "Tall!

Aurora's face was full of suspicion, "I haven't seen anyone else in the Crimson Constellation!Who the hell are you!?"

The robed guest raised his hand and greeted: "My name is ...... Hello everyone, I'm Lucky Witch!"