Chapter 0372 - Evening Bell Shock!!
Under the gaze of a lord, a dozen masters, and nearly a thousand mysteries, the thick fog gradually dissipated.
Joel had already joined the cultists, and at a short distance from the fog, he asked loudly again, "Who is it!?"
Boom!
A heavy bell rang out from the mist, and as the fog cleared, the crowd could gradually see five figures standing beside Virginia.
They just stood there, facing the encirclement and suppression of the most terrifying March Church in the world, and they seemed to be very calm and calm, still not afraid.
"The bell?" the crowd was stunned when they heard the bell.
"Where is the bell?" Sapir frowned slightly, his face a little hesitant.
Sapir stared at the mist: "It should come from the mist." β
"The fog has dispersed!" shouted from the crowd.
Gradually, people saw neat and handsome black trench coats, saw decent and elegant suits, saw strange signs on their chests that they had never seen before, and saw five people wearing silver-white ghost masks and black bowler hats.
A gust of wind blew the last of the fog away, and the robes of the five men were blown away.
Elegant, mysterious, sophisticated, handsome, at this moment, these four words linger in everyone's hearts.
These five people are standing here like this, like five mountains, and like five ancient monsters that converge on their inner breath, unfathomable, giving people invisible pressure.
"Who are they?" None of the people present had ever seen such a uniform, let alone such a sign.
But they all felt an invisible pressure that made them have some difficulty breathing.
Joel stared cautiously at the five of them and asked in a low voice, "Who are you, do you know what you are doing now!? You are working against the whole world!"
The March Church, the Radiant Church, the Elven Order, and the Fortress of Immortality, these few church organizations occupy 80% of the world's resources, and they can indeed be called the whole world.
Under the gaze of everyone, the white-haired man who took the lead slowly raised his head, stretched out his black-gloved hand and slightly lifted the brim of his hat, and the frost greatsword emblem on the side shimmered with icy cold air in the sun.
Under the brim of the hat was a silver-gray, ghostly and majestic mask.
"What is this!" people gasped when they saw the eyes.
Those eyes could not see the eyeballs, only two hollows burning with ghostly fire.
Poof!
Exhaled a cold breath, and the air outside the mask instantly froze and scattered into particles.
A low, majestic, imposing and mysterious voice uttered four words.
"Evening Bell Church. β
"Evening Bell Church!?" Hearing this name, everyone frowned, and thought for a while, indicating that they had never heard of this name.
Even the bishops are very unfamiliar with this name.
A trace of shock flashed in the eyes of Sheld, who was standing next to Sapir, and he faintly turned his head to look at Suge, whose expression was still normal, and lowered his head into deep thought.
Joel was about to speak, when Laurie and the bishops walked down the hill to a distance of the five.
At the same time, the encirclement of the surrounding Holy Sword Team and the clergy shrank again, clenching their weapons and looking vigilant.
Laurie asked calmly, "The five bishops who openly attacked the Glorious Church are not taking our church alliance too seriously?"
The white-haired man turned his head slightly, and replied in a cold voice: "Yes, so what?"
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Hearing this, the faces of all the clergy present immediately turned gloomy.
And when many mysteries in the distance heard this, their hearts suddenly shook.
For thousands of years, no organization has dared to so openly provoke the church alliance led by the March Church.
Laurie's tone gradually became cold, "Are you here to find fault today?"
The white-haired man replied, "We're here to find someone." β
As she spoke, the two women in black behind her had already helped Virginia up, and the woman on the left waved her hand casually, and a miserable white and cold light flashed, and the wound on Virginia's wrist healed quickly, but the muscles fully recovered in more than ten seconds, leaving only a shallow skin injury.
"Master priest!?" Seeing this scene, the people around were taken aback.
Master priests have more control and understanding of the body than one might think.
Every Master Priest is a very important strategic resource, and they can even bring back people who are dying soon.
Its signature method is to quickly reorganize and heal the body through psionic energy.
Horace's face changed slightly when he saw this method, but then he breathed a sigh of relief.
That person, regardless of posture, breath, and psionic energy fluctuations, was completely different from Jenny, and it could even be said that it was the opposite, and he was definitely not a person.
The mysteries in the distance were a little red-eyed, and having a master priest by his side was equivalent to a few more lives!
The surrounding clergy and the Holy Sword team also targeted the master priest with their primary attack.
Joel said in a dark voice: "Virginia is our traitor, a heretic who joined the cult, if you are not afraid of death, try it!"
The white-haired man turned his head slightly and glanced at him, and said indifferently: "In a while, her sword will cut off your head." β
After speaking, the white-haired man looked at Laurie in front of him: "Get out of the way, I don't want to kill you." β
Hearing this, there was an uproar.
In the face of such a terrifying true face, he actually said such a thing!?
"Are they crazy!?" the clergy around them looked ugly, and the mysterious people not far away exclaimed.
"Did he think there were cats and dogs from some small church standing in front of him?" the ascetic shook his head.
Laurie narrowed his eyes, he sensed that his authority had been challenged.
"You seem to be confident in yourself. β
The white-haired man didn't answer, only responded with two words: "Get out of the way." β
How could the arrogant Sapir on the side endure such arrogance, his hands instantly took out his secret treasure, and his whole body was thunderous, and he rushed directly like a thunder god descending into the world, and roared: "You are killing yourself!"
"A master thunderbolt master, I heard that he can form a terrifying electric current like thunder and lightning at the highest level, and instantly split people into charcoal. β
"I've seen it, it's true. That kind of electricity is very terrifying, and the weapon in his hand is a third-level secret treasure, and I heard that it can increase his current by 20%. β
"He is the best of the masters, and I heard that three of the masters of other cult organizations died at his hands, and he is known as the master killer. β
Seeing such a thunderous light, everyone had a hint of schadenfreude on their faces, and they knew the terrible consequences of angering this arrogant bishop.
The last bishop who had angered him was electrocuted into charcoal by him in less than ten seconds.
In the face of such a terrifying current, the white-haired man had no intention of defending or dodging, and watched calmly as Sapir and his current quickly approached him.
"Look for death!" This arrogance completely infuriated Sapir, and the current was even more terrifying.
At this moment, the two of them were close at hand, and even the terrifying electric current touched the white-haired man's body.
......
In silence, the expected explosion did not appear, let alone the familiar smell of burning, the current had dissipated, crackling in the air, and the aftermath was not broken.
But there was no change in the body of the white-haired man who was hard pressed by the thunder and lightning, and even the elegant and handsome clothes on his body were not damaged or wrinkled.
"How...... Probably !!"
The eyes of the people around them gradually widened, and their expressions were full of horror and sluggishness.
Thousands of pairs of eyes watched this scene, and everyone clearly saw that the terrifying thunder and lightning fell on the white-haired man's body.
However, everyone also saw it, and the thunder and lightning dissipated when it fell on the white-haired man.
Shocked, incomprehensible, depressed, dead silence!
The expressions of the people are like sculptures, motionless.
After a few seconds of dead silence, the hoarse voice full of special magnetism sounded.
"Follow the hoarfrost and dance!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the white-haired young man raised his left foot and took a step forward in the direction of the sluggish Sapir.
The pitch-black leather boots stomped on the ground, and a kind of crystal frost began to follow his toes and quickly face the ground.
"Watch out for your side!" Horace hurriedly reminded behind.
Hearing this, Sapir hurriedly came back to his senses, and suddenly looked down, and suddenly found that a large number of two-meter-long, slender and sharp ice crystal spikes suddenly appeared under him.
The spikes grew out of the ground at breakneck speed, stabbing at his body from all directions.
With years of combat experience, he reacted very quickly, and his body jerked back, jumping and dancing like a gymnast in the process of retreating, dancing, dodging, and flipping as if he were dancing.
As the white-haired man just said, follow the hoarfrost and dance.
He dodges quickly and with precision. However, in the final mistake, the palm of his left hand was pierced by a spike.
After a period of intense pain, Sapir found that he had lost sensation in his left hand.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, people were horrified to find that the impaled hand did not even shed blood.
Because at the moment of being pierced, the blood, bones, skin and flesh have been completely frozen, turning into human ice sculptures.
But not only that, this terrifying chill quickly spread upwards along his arm, freezing his flesh like ice crystals everywhere he went.
Sensing fear, Sapir was also a ruthless man, and casually pulled out the guard's weapon and cut off his left arm from his elbow with a single sword.
However, the limb separation was only a unilateral hemorrhage, and not a single drop of blood came out of the severed forearm.
Click, bang!
The severed forearm was quickly frozen in a clattering sound of ice, and then fell to the ground a second later.
Like glass that has been frozen to the limit and is fragile, it falls to the ground and shatters.
Looking at the broken arm, people can clearly see the frozen muscles, pores, blood, colleges, bones, and bone marrow through a layer of ice crystals......
It's as if time has been frozen, and everything inside has been perfectly preserved to that moment.
Suction !!!!
Seeing this scene, all the bishops, including Laurie, all the clergy, and all the mysteries outside gasped at the same time, and for some reason felt an indescribable biting cold.
Covering his severed arm, Sapir stared at him with a look of horror on his face, he couldn't imagine the consequences of letting the frost continue to spread just a few seconds later.
Suddenly raised his head, stared at the white-haired man with a hint of fear, and asked hoarsely, "Who the hell are you!?"
"War. The white-haired man raised his hands slightly, and a great sword of white frost condensed from frost appeared in his hand.
"I am both the beginning and the end of war. β
Everyone's pupils constricted, staring at the big sword full of cold and terrifying fluctuations in his hand, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.
Suge stood aside, his expression full of satisfaction.
Geros just now was extremely perfect in his posture, demeanor, tone of speech, lines, movements, and eyes, even a few notches better than himself.
At this time, Laurie's whole body began to emerge with bursts of darkness like a tide: "You are challenging the authority of the March Goddess!
"We believe in the Lord of Storms and Death, the only true God of the Abyss of the Valley. Our mission is to spread the divine power of our Lord to the world. β
After speaking, Geros's cold eyes carried a hint of contempt: "Challenge the authority of the so-called goddess? β
"Look for death!" Hearing that his faith had been humiliated, Laurie's face turned hideous in an instant, and countless darkness directly enveloped Geros, and then took Geros up from the ground and flew into the distance.
The lord's battle was too widespread, and he didn't want to hurt his own people.
As he was leaving, Laurie's voice rang out: "Quickly take down this group of heretics!"
The most terrifying person was taken away by the lord-level archbishop, and the rest of the people immediately breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the remaining five people with cold eyes.
Darkstar, Horace, and Joel stood together and stepped forward at the same time, and whispered, "Heresy, die quickly!"
Hearing this, Randall, who had been paddling, opened his eyes that were also burning with ghost fire, lifted his hat slightly, exposed the logo of the pair of fists on it, looked at the three people, and said arrogantly: "A group of inferior breeds full of blood, who gave you the courage to bark so badly in front of the storm knights of my lord's majesty?"
Joel clenched his lightsaber and whispered, "Crazy heretic, you should make sure what's going on around you. β
Dark Star's face was very gloomy, and bursts of black aura rose in his body, and he whispered, "I can't stand these heresies that defile the goddess anymore, crush him!"
At this time, Randall suddenly let out a low smile, looked at the three of them and said aloud: "I think you should take a good look at the situation in front of you. β
"Are you surrounding us, or are we surrounding you!?"
As soon as the words fell, hu!
A bitter cold wind emanated from the bodies of the four people.
Randall slowly raised his hand and said proudly, "Now, it is the time to show the might of our lord. Fellow citizens, let's get started!"
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Four heavy, solemn bells rang in a row.
Bursts of terrifying coercion were released from the four of them.
"Master...... It's all masters!?"
"How is this possible!?These five people are all masters!?"
"The goddess is above! What kind of power is the Bell Church this night, this ...... Randomly send five masters as expatriates to preach the teachings?"
"Look at it! These are no ordinary masters! Look at the terrifying psionic fluctuations!"
"Damn, none of these four guys are weaker than Sapier!"
Darkstar, Joel, and Horace were a little confused by this sudden turn of events.
They thought that these four people were just the followers of that person, and apart from the priest, they were experts at best.
But now, what they never dreamed of was that these four people actually ...... They are all masters! And they are the kind of top masters who have been masters for many years!
"What's wrong with this world!?" The clergy around them were already stupefied.
In the mystical world, although there are many masters, there are not many of them.
Generally, you can see a plural of masters, all of whom are in a special kind of gathering occasion, where the masters of several organizations get together to discuss and negotiate, just like this alliance.
And in an organization, just so casually, suddenly five masters appeared at the same time, and there were even terrifying characters who could fight against the lord and kill the master killer in seconds!
Now, these four masters unleashed this terrifying psionic coercion at the same time, which made everyone speechless in shock.
At this moment, accompanied by the sound of bells and cold wind, a whisper was heard.
It seems to be praying, it seems to be chanting.
My Lord is Lord of Storms and Death, One True God of the Valley and Abyss, Ruler of Dreams, Ruler of Death, Master of Mist, Lord of the Wild Hunt, Lord of the White Frost. Our servants inherit the power of our lord, live in the rules of our lord, and hold the grace of our lord to free all the filthy souls of the world. I am a believer in the storm, a condemner of death, and a cleanser of the world.
I hereby declare that I am the Walker of Our Lord, carrying the sound of the evening bell, and fulfilling the Mandate of Heaven to purify all who are filthy, to punish all those who are guilty, to give liberation to all those who hate, and to redeem all those who regret it......
This murmured whisper seemed to linger in everyone's ears, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression and solemnity.
It is as if every word in this recitation carries an indescribable great power, which makes people dare not despise, dare not remember, dare not forget, dare not read, dare not refuse.
Countless contradictions converged here, and suddenly everyone present felt the horror of this sentence, or the greatness!
"Now!, purify all who are filthy!," Randall said, his body soaring into countless black mist.
At this moment, countless black bats appeared, covering the sky and the sun.
"High Vampire !!!"
Seeing this scene, many people were extremely frightened and screamed.
The High Vampire itself is no longer at the level of a mystic or a creature.
This immortal and immortal thing itself is already a mysterious phenomenon far beyond common sense, just like a legend.
It's just that compared to the legends, they are real.
In the occult world, the High Vampire represents horror, danger, and difficulty, and is arguably one of the most awe-inspiring beings.
Even many people have never seen it, but they have only heard of it in rumors, and it can be said that they are frightened by high-level vampires.
This time, when these people saw the rumored horror existence, they immediately panicked.
"Shoot!" Darkstar ordered instantly.
However, just as he was about to shoot, Sonic suddenly spun around.
Buzz.
The terrifying sound wave spread out instantly, not only shaking the surrounding clergy back a few steps, but at the same time, everyone's ears were ringing in their ears because of the loud sound, and they were even temporarily deaf.
"Witch! Witch! It's the Sonic Witch!" In the silence, the embarrassed Holy See personnel shouted, and the neat formation that had just been neat suddenly became messy and disorganized.
Immediately after, Frost slapped his hands on the hillside.
A terrifying frost storm erupted and swept across the hillside.
"Stand back, stand back!" the mysterious man who was watching from afar saw the frightened face and hurriedly yelled.
The terrible cold and the snow and ice in the middle can kill people!
A high-level vampire, two master-level witches, these two legendary powerhouses suddenly appeared, completely terrifying these low-level mysteries.
Witches have a unique advantage over ordinary mystics, and they are extremely talented. As long as the witch awakens her ability, she will directly cross the apprentice and enter the professional level.
And because the mastery of that kind of innate knowledge is like instinct, the witch is of the same level, and her combat power can generally crush the vast majority of mysteries.
And this innate ability is accompanied by the witch's active learning, and the knowledge continues to deepen, and the knowledge and ability she shows are even more terrifying.
However, due to the particularity of witches, almost most witches are unable to grow up normally, and many young people die young.
But there are always some lucky people who can hide and stay in the dark.
Under normal circumstances, the appearance of an expert-level witch, similar to Elaina, the scorching witch, is already a very dangerous and lucky existence.
The Master Witch is even similar to the High Vampire, and is a legendary existence.
After all, the master is not a cabbage, and the appearance rate itself is low, and this low probability is also based on the witch's few foundations and tragic experience, this low probability plus low probability probability made many mysterious people once thought that the witch did not exist at the master level.
But today, in the here and now, they find themselves still too naΓ―ve.
"The Frost Witch is actually a master!?" Faced with this cold frost, Sapir was full of shock as he ran.
Equally horrified is Joel, who has dealt with Sonic Waves.
Due to the whispers of the ancient gods before, the two witches fell into a state of weakness, and the knowledge, spiritual energy, and combat power they showed were at the level of experts.
They never dreamed that these two former prisoners and defeated witches were so terrifying.
The sound of cold winds, wails, and the shrill cries of bats dancing echoed throughout the hillside.
The Holy Sword Team, which the Holy Blood Church was proud of, had no room to fight back in the face of the three master-level monsters that suddenly appeared, and was directly disrupted in formation, deaf in both ears, dizzy, and shivering in the cold wind.
The witchers around were relatively alert, taking potions and hurriedly retreating, picking up their weapons but being a little dazed.
A Master Witch? A Half-Lord High Vampire?
They looked down at themselves, two expert, five pro.
Demon hunting?
Hunt you ma!
Many mysteries who fled farther away saw these three terrifying beings that could be called monsters, their faces were a little pale, and their hearts trembled.
A mysterious man muttered to himself with a pale face at this time: "The Church of the Evening Bell...... Evening Bell Church ...... What kind of organization is this, which can tame a high-level vampire and two master-level witches at the same time?"
The dervishes are very complicated.
It's been many years, and the last time the Church coalition was so embarrassed in March was the storm dragon.
Over the years, no organization, no single person, could make the March Church so ugly, so embarrassed.
Boom!
The bell rang again.
This time, the bell is extra loud and seems to be able to be transmitted to the whole world.
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