In fact, among the people at the entrance of the cemetery, the one Charles feared the most was not the thin old man at the sixth ring level, but the bald man.

Because his speed was so fast that Charles' eyes couldn't keep up.

This is equivalent to saying that as long as the other party wants to, then he can easily kill Charles!

So this one has to be pitted.

In addition to him, the second thing that Charles feared was not the old man in the church, but the existence who talked to him.

It's not that I know how good he is, it's that I don't know how good he is.

With the memory of the bandage man, Charles knew a little bit about the church, fearful, but not afraid.

However, the methods of the Children of the Gods made it impossible for him to guess at all—he still hadn't even figured out who the ancient gods were, let alone the other party's inheritance.

Therefore, in his expectation, it is most advantageous to release the son of the gods, and then the son of the gods and the old man of the church will eat each other dog-eat-dog, and fight both sides, and sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

Unfortunately, things don't always go his way.

Just when Brother Zachary was affected and saw that the effect of the spell was about to collapse, the people in the church looked at each other and left!

The eight knights, the hazy old man, and the middle-aged monk who was frozen, didn't know what switch they had touched, they were still standing in place one moment, and the next second, they directly turned into white light and dissipated!

The one they left was called a decisive one, without the slightest drag, and directly gave up the originally carefully planned brainwashing and encirclement plan.

Charles was very stunned by this, but because of this, many little ninety-nines that he had originally planned in his heart were directly beaten by them!

Charles was not surprised that those people would "teleport", as the pendant in his pocket showed that the Church had studied this spell very deeply. And he, a newcomer who has just joined the church, can give one, and it is impossible for those church masters not to have this kind of backhand.

That's why he didn't have any scruples about attacking those church people before, otherwise if he really wanted to kill Zachary, he wouldn't have been able to do it.

If nothing else, he had helped him a lot, and had also rescued and promised to treat Anne.

For the sake of his own goals, to the detriment of strangers, Charles did it, harming a person who knew each other and had a good relationship, so forget it.

Only now, without those ecclesiastical shields, how can he continue to weaken and understand the one who spoke?

At the entrance of the cemetery, everything has come to a standstill.

Under the cold wind, the noisy noise in the cemetery is still chaotic, and in the night, the figures that are shaking and approaching are already faintly visible.

The bald man lying motionless on the grass was frozen by the cold wind, his eyes were wide with anger, and his eyes were blank and hollow when he looked at the grass on the side, looking exactly like a dead man.

It's just that the slightly heaving chest shows the fact that he is still alive.

The other four sons of the gods collapsed in place, but as Zachary left in an instant, the golden light that enveloped them had begun to dissipate, and it didn't take a few seconds for those people to get out of their predicament.

"Thank you, friend, and we will repay you." A calm voice suddenly came from his ears, and the thoughts that Charben was hesitating were certain.

"You're thanking you a little early."

He muttered, his magnificent ice-blue eyes flickering slightly, and frost appeared on the bodies of the sons of the gods!

Since there is no one else to restrain him, he has to play by himself!

Now that the big man is in a coma and the old man of the church is gone, the only thing that can make him jealous is the person who doesn't know how to speak, and this is mainly because he is in the midst of a fastening spell, and the other party still has the ability to communicate with him.

But since he would rather watch his companion being "forced" than interfere, it can only mean one thing - in the previous restraint, he was not capable of making a move at all.

The opponent's methods are very strange, but the real combat effectiveness is not necessarily high!

This may be a big deal, but it doesn't have to be.

It's just that the risk of walking the tightrope has been taken before, and what is the risk of taking a little more risk now?

"It's a big deal."

Paying attention to the noisy and terrifying noises in the cemetery, Charles unconsciously narrowed his eyes.

As for believing in the other party, thinking that they would really repay him, and patiently explaining all kinds of difficult problems to himself, this idea was directly left behind by him.

That's not wrong, after all, not everyone is that complicated, but it's relatively insecure.

He believed in himself more than those strangers, even one of whom still had a grudge against him.

……

"What do you mean, friend?" The cold was coming, and his calm voice was quite suspicious.

Although Charles's behavior was very instructive before, people who didn't know his methods couldn't see it at all, so Charles's purpose was not suspected for a while.

Only now, his thoughts are obvious.

Without replying, the young man leaned against the trunk of the tree with his chest crossed, and his blue eyes deepened as he peered through the gaps in the leaves.

The golden light dissipated, but the cold blue light took its place, and became more and more solemn as Charles stared.

Under the cover of night, the grass where the four men were and its surroundings seemed to turn into the surface of a frozen lake.

The magic unleashed by Brother Zachary was able to imprison these four people, and it was also a continuous "spell", and there was no reason why Charles could not trap them with a spirit body far higher than that of the monk.

However, this can't be absolute, compared to the previous divine confinement, Charr's frozen sight is not specifically used to trap people, and the power is relatively "scattered".

Another point is that the divine skills of this world are somewhat different from his innate power.

Then I saw that the young gentleman in black among the four people resisted the deep frost on his body, slowly sat up from the ground, and turned his head slightly stiffly to look in the direction of the oak tree where Charles was standing, and the low voice passed through the open space of more than two hundred meters, and heard in his ears.

"Stop, friend!"

"The people of the church will not stop, and it will not be long before they return!"

"That's the purpose, otherwise how can I threaten you." Charles muttered softly, then shouted aloud, "Reward, say yes." ”

"Sure, but should we talk about it in another place?"

The voice that floated into his ears responded to Charles, but his tone remained the same, and there was no discontent to be heard: "Also, there is no need to be so loud, I can hear what you say, you are threatening me with my companions, right?" But that's not what a gentleman should do. ”

"So I'm not a gentleman." Charles pursed his lips, but suddenly found that a graceful figure frozen by himself had inexplicably dissipated!

At the same time, a sharp sound suddenly erupted in his ears, and a thin sword that flickered in the dark night instantly pierced from the void beside him!

Assassin attacks are familiar methods, but the charr is not flustered about this.

"I've been wary of you for a long time."

The blue eyes moved slightly, and the huge mental power suddenly exploded away.

So I only heard a muffled bang, the wind suddenly rose, and the green leaves were messy, and a dense branch on Charr's side was immediately swept bare!

But his main target is not trees, but people!

The telekinesis struck, and under the huge impact force, a certain girl who emerged from the void screamed miserably, accompanied by the strong wind and a large number of leaves, and flew away without pause!

In the past, when the Charr spirit was "three meters", his telekinesis was able to have an effect on the assassin, but now, the Shire's spirit is "one hundred meters".

Although the time is only "three days" apart, this existence that once caused him a certain amount of trouble has now become a vase that can be crushed at the slightest thought!

Glancing at someone who had fallen under a tree, his cloak was motionless, he looked again at the gentleman in black, who looked hazy in the night.

"Pay, now, don't talk nonsense, or you can try to solve me before the church people arrive."