But the moment his right hand touched the hilt of the sword, Giallos's body was frozen in mid-air, unable to move.

"I hear the Tao with my mind, I understand the Tao with my heart, I get the Tao with God......" The ancient syllables came out of Calais's mouth, faintly inaudible, but like a flood of bells and Dalu striking the heart.

It was a voice that Giallos had never heard, as if it had come from time immemorial, invaded his brain, and submerged into his soul.

In an instant, Jallos lost his mind, and his eyes were blank. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to thousands of years ago, when chaos was beginning to open, and everything was nothing.

Out of nothingness, Jallos is nothing. Here, there is no heaven, no earth, no light, no sound, no senses. It's just that he can't feel the endless chaos.

That is the dead silence, the dead silence that comes from the soul.

Everything in the void is as gloomy as antiquity, absorbing people's souls and shocking people's minds.

If the soul is destroyed, the body is dead.

"Ahhh!!hhh Jallos roared, trying to get out of the sound with a loud roar.

The roar continued, and Giallos's eyes gradually regained their brightness. The muscles of his body were also constantly expanding, and his body began to squirm inch by inch.

The giant sword was unsheathed by three inches, and the cold glow of blood bloomed, this sword was different from the previous one, and only a little pull could make people feel monstrous blood. With all the strength of his body, Jarros was trying to pull out the sword.

"Wow." Calais vomited another mouthful of blood. But the blood frightened Jarros, and the blood glittered with a faint golden glow.

As the blood spurted out, the resistance to Jarros grew.

"Ahhhh Jarros roared wildly, struggling. And the original invisible restraint on his body began to gradually reveal a faint phantom.

It was like a long cloth scroll, with golden symbols shining on it, alternating and divine, sacred and mysterious.

Jarros didn't understand what it was, but he knew that if he killed Calais, everything would be solved.

The roar mingled with the sound of the Covenant, and the entire covenant church emitted an eerie symphonic sound. The golden light was long, flashing and flashing, giving the dreary night a divine aura.

The Scarlet Greatsword was still unsheathed little by little under the desperate efforts of Jarros. But at this moment, Jallos's mouth and nose had begun to spill blood.

Calais had already vomited several mouthfuls of blood, and he was still frantically losing that precious blood, which he didn't have much blood in. One bite at a time, the blood spit out with each mouthful became more golden, and the golden light flickering on it became more and more intense. The shadow of the Dao pattern gradually appeared on the blood, and Calais's whole person gradually began to become unreal.

Calais's life seems to be measurably draining, disappearing little by little. The golden streaks emanated from Calais's body and enveloped Calais.

The blood flowing underneath was gradually drying up, but the Dao pattern became more real and condensed, rather than hidden in the void.

By this time, Magnolia had already jumped from the second floor and ran towards Calais.

But I don't know why, when I get to Calais, it's like entering a quagmire, and it's hard to move an inch.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get close to Calais, not even reach out.

As Magnolia pressed forward, her outstretched right hand seemed to touch nothingness, the emptiness of everything, nothing, soaking the soul and devouring people.

In the next one, Magnolia was bounced out of the 'mud' and smashed the rows of church benches.

More and more blood spilled from Jallos's mouth, but the blood left behind flowed strangely into the blood-colored greatsword behind him. His hand in drawing his sword also became more and more difficult, more and more slow.

"Ahh Jarros' roar also became weaker and weaker, whether it was a slow death or an outbreak of desperation. Jallos chose the latter.

Step by step, Jallos is full of blood and struggle, the strong who can get this step are soaked in blood, and the weak have long been buried elsewhere, leaving only the strong.

No one wants to die in silence, and Jarros burst out with the last of his strength, and the blood-colored greatsword came out in a big way!

The blood was shining, and the closer it was to the tip of the sword, the more red it became.

The red light struck the faint Dao pattern phantom, like a swimming fish struggling in a bathtub, beating violently.

"Ahem." Calais coughed up blood again, but he couldn't cough anything more. Calais, who had lost almost all his blood, could no longer cough up anything, and the blood flowing on his body had stopped.

He turned all his blood into a pattern and delivered the final blow to Jarros!

The golden mang skyrocketed, completely suppressing the red light. And the Dao pattern also penetrated into Jarros's body, greedily sucking Jarros's blood, and finally wrapped it together with the blood-colored greatsword.

A few seconds later, the golden light dimmed, the vain Dao lines disappeared, the unpleasant syllables disappeared, and the blood-colored greatsword was inserted back into its scabbard.

And the whole person of Jallos has also become a skinny body, and Calais has no more to do, completely losing his life and dying thoroughly.

The spear stuck in Calais's body was gone, crushed into nothingness by the Dao Pattern. The quagmire around her vanished, and Calais fell out of the air and fell in front of Magnolia.

Magnolia rushed over and hugged Calais.

In the end, Jallos died under Calais's unfolding pattern, and Calais was only able to survive in the end.

The engine roared, and the long-overdue Ferreur emergency force was finally about to arrive here.

Didn't die by the sword of Jallos, but at the hands of the Ferelai army? Magnolia felt very sad at the moment, but he still did not give up hope of survival, and carried Calais with great difficulty to leave.

"What a coincidence, come with me." A tall figure stepped out of the darkness and beckoned Magnolia over.

Perhaps, he can help them out of their desperate situation.

With no choice, Magnolia ended up carrying Calais and leaving with the man......

The night sky was quiet again, and there was only the cacophony of the Ferrean army who had arrived at the scene.

For the destroyed Covenant Church, the Ferrelai soldiers were also very helpless. When he arrived, he didn't see anything, and the only one who remained on the scene was the sucked dried-out corpse. Other than that, there is not even a trace of blood.

Two kilometers from the Covenant Church, Ferrelai soldiers found a vandalized inn underneath, a dead innkeeper, crumbling walls, and collapsed abandoned houses.

The upper echelons recognized Jarros and shut the matter at the same time.

This is how this unknown battle came to an end.