Magnolia, who was running all the way, heard movement behind her, and the loud impact also attracted the nearby Ferrelai garrison.

Next, what awaits them will be a comprehensive investigation of the entire old town.

Escaped by himself, what to do with Calais.

Magnolia was very worried about Calais, and at the last moment of parting, the solemnity on Calais's face was imprinted in her heart.

She knew that tonight was going to be a tough battle.

The sound of the huge blow behind him was no less than when Calais hit the mech, and there was even the sound of the building collapsing.

At this moment, Magnolia was so helpless. Without the mech, she couldn't help Calais, even a little. Now she is even a burden.

This made Magnolia, who has always had a strong sense of self-esteem and self-confidence, not for a moment hate her weakness more than she does now.

Once proud, she was ruthlessly shattered by reality at this moment.

Tears slid down Magnolia's face, the second time she had shed tears today.

Tears of remorse and reluctance continued to slide down Magnolia's face, but she did not stop. She understands that keeping herself safe is the best thing she can do for Calais.

Running all the way, Magnolia saw the Church of the Covenant.

At this moment, the church's night prayers have ended, and the doors have been closed.

Perhaps only here is the safest place.

Magnolia, who had never believed in God, was now hiding in the church of the Covenant.

Looking at the smoke-filled ruins, Jallos stepped forward, his greatsword swinging to drive the hurricane, and the dust dissipated, but there was no Calais inside.

Jarros was alert, his hairs stood on end, and his muscles were bruised!

Suddenly, Jallos slammed his sword to his side!

'Thunder'!

With a powerful force striking at the greatsword, Calais flashed from the side, ready to deliver the fatal blow to Jarros. The blow hit the big sword hard, and the sound of metal resonated, and the air overflowed.

Feeling Calais's strength, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and with a backhand shock, Calais was directly shaken away.

"Humph!" Jarros pulled his legs out of the rubble and lunged straight at Calais, who was flying out.

"Dang!" The sound of the collision was deafening, and the sound of fists and swords colliding resounded throughout the old town.

"Dang!" A few more collisions, the great sword of Jarros danced, majestic, blow after blow, rhythm and charm, pressing Calais with a slash!

And Calais did not show weakness, and rushed forward, the voices and shadows of the two sides collided at high speed in the ruins, and the sand and gravel flew up.

A split second when there is no decisive winner often means a long-term collision.

The wind and thunder were running wildly in Calais's body, and at this time, Calais was desperate, and he understood that the enemy in front of him was very dangerous, far superior to the black-robed woman before.

Fight to the death! At the moment, Calais is desperate. His legs were running in the wind, his body was strange and fast, constantly flickering, changing positions, and giving Jarros blow after blow.

And Jallos is completely unequal in strength and speed, wielding a large, wide alloy greatsword to block Calais's attacks.

Jarros has fierce swordsmanship, wide opening and closing, fast and ruthless attack, and no leak in defense, directly colliding with Calais in the most head-on collision!

Every time there was a collision, blood was splattered. Calais's blood-stained fist was never able to break through Giallos's defense, and he had to strike at the alloy greatsword again and again, leaving one bloody fist mark after another.

The blood that splattered was all Calais's.

Calais roared, punch after punch, fast and concise, cascading down the layers and slamming into Jarros.

"Dang!" With the sound of metal breaking, Jarros's alloy greatsword was violently interrupted by Calais!

The broken tip of the sword flew out, fluttered and swirled, and plunged deep into the distant house.

And Calais also paid a painful price, with countless blood marks on his hands that shook the big sword, one by one, shocking, and the longest blood marks were visible deep to the bone. Blood trickled down his hands and fell to the ground.

A faint glow swirled around his hands, trying to repair the horrific wounds on his hands, but he couldn't stop the blood from flowing.

"Ahem!" Calais spat out another mouthful of blood. The large amount of blood loss made Calais's vision a little blurred, and the previous injuries were not healed, and the forced display of muscles, which aggravated the injuries in his body.

Even with the crazy self-repair of the Hesheng Chapter, it can't stop the huge load that the wind and thunder bring to the body.

One wind and one thunder, the two articles are collectively called wind and thunder. While this martial art brought great destructive power to Calais, it also brought a strong load to Calais's physical body. At worst, the internal organs are damaged, and the muscles and veins are broken, and the blood vessels burst.

Now, Calais is at the end of the crossbow.

On the other hand, although his chest was heaving, he was not directly hit by Calais, and the most serious thing was that he lost a great sword.

However, he still has one more on his back.

The roar of the mechs is gradually approaching, and the garrison of Tariq City will soon be able to arrive.

"Looks like you're not quite good." Jarros seemed to be enjoying a rare hunt. It is a pleasure to speak to your prey, to enjoy the feeling of being in control of life and death.

"Jump!" In reply to him, Calais kicked his legs violently, and jumped into the distance at a very fast speed without looking back.

Where there is life, there is hope! As long as he ran away, he could live, and Calais chose to leave.

"I'm so impatient." Jarros licked his lips and jerked into his vehe, chasing Calais.

Chasing and fleeing, the two of them shuttled through this heavy night.

However, Jallos raised his leg and caught up with Calais. As if death was on his back, Calais reflexively kicked him!

Jarros also met with a kick, undaunted!

"Boom!" It was Calais who flew out, and at this moment, Calais was like a deflated balloon, unable to maintain its shape.

Calais flew out like a ball and crashed through a building.

Enduring the severe pain, with the help of strong inertia, Calais exerted his legs again and ran towards the distance.

"Dying and throeping." Jallos jumped onto the roof of a two-story house and watched Calais walk away.

"Don't run, you can't leave." Jallos enjoyed talking to himself, and with a flick of his right hand, a telescopic alloy spear appeared in his hand.

Clucking, Giallos's right arm swelled, and the green tendons were exposed, which was extremely hideous. Jallos performed a standard throwing move, stepping forward with his left foot and leaning back.

"Goodbye." Jarros said softly.

With a slam of his right arm, he threw the spear! Piercing through the sky, the alloy spear flew towards Calais with the sound of breaking the sky, like a silver-blue lightning!

It's blazing fast! Sensing the danger, Calais had no time to dodge, and his vision was blurred due to the massive loss of blood, and his limbs were not obedient and his movements were slow.

By this time, the spear was already close, and Calais used the last bit of strength to avoid the vital point!

"Poof." The spear pierced Calais's left shoulder, and at that moment, the spear popped out of the side of the spike and snapped directly into Calais's body.

"Boom." The spear and Calais slammed directly into the building, pinning Calais directly to the wall.

This is the church of the covenant.