"Hey, your opponent is me!" The furious wind rushed wildly, wrapped in a fierce momentum, and the heavy steel shield slapped past, and the shield struck with rapid shield.

The familiar voice and familiar words made Carvalro's heart go crazy, but in the face of this all-out attack, he didn't dare to bear it with his back, so he had no choice but to turn around, and Carvalo took the attack of the angry wind and fought with him again.

When Carvalo turned around and confronted Fury with all his strength, ready to compete, Fufeng began to shrink again, and responded with negative tactics, Carvalo couldn't help but scold, saying that the elf is a proud race, but how can this elf in front of him be a scoundrel?!

Cavallo cursed his opponent in the lingua franca of the Holy Religion, and it was estimated that in the ears of the opponent was some chaotic howl, and he only hated that he had not learned the language of the elves and could not humiliate his opponent.

Cavalro gradually understood that if he couldn't kill this elf, he really couldn't get out of the way to deal with the others, and there was no way to break the current deadlock.

Thinking about this, Carvalo no longer skimped on his physical strength and the divinity of the Shenghui armor, each of his blows weighed more than a thousand catties, and the divinity gave him the ability of the double sword to never be destroyed, and the angry wind hid behind the heavy shield, like a boat under the storm in the sea, and the shield with a thickness of half a palm was cut out by the double sword into deep ravines, crisscrossing and crisscrossing.

Fufeng's movements became more and more strenuous, the sound of wheezing was rough, and his physical energy faded quickly under the high-frequency powerful blows.

Carvalro was about to use his anger and grandeur to break through Fury's defenses in one fell swoop, when suddenly several different colors of light flashed in front of him, warm white, vivid green, and moist blue, falling on Fury's body in turn.

The wounds on Fury's body closed at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and he regained his energy from his original tiredness, and his strength seemed to return to its peak state in the blink of an eye.

"X you-fuck-bastard!" Carvalro roared almost hysterically, his jumping feet and scolding did not look like a Templar at all.

Three spells of different attributes wiped out the results of Carvalro's half-hour battle, and he finally understood the anger and despair that their Holy Cult Army had once inflicted on their opponents!

Carvallo led the Templars in the first sprint, which was almost ineffective in the deliberately designed terrain of his opponents, and his own damage to Fury was the greatest result of the attack, which was wiped out by three healing spells.

So, what about the other party?

Except for a stalemate with the stronger Templars, it didn't seem to have achieved any substantial results, and the seemingly terrifying sea of fire could only consume the divine energy on the knights' bodies, unable to break their magic resistance.

The Templars were no match for the Priests, who possessed superior physical fitness, good equipment, and good combat skills, and were far better than the Templars who had no one to protect them.

However, when the First Secret Silver Knight Bedwell led Martell, Stonefield, Link, Schofi and other high-level Silver Knights into the battlefield, the Power Gauntlet was opened and the stalemate began to be broken.

When Charlie and Archmage Ron began to dispel the Templars' magical blessings and bring their levels back to their original level, the situation began to turn one-sided, with one Templar being killed one after another.

A scream fell on Carvalro's ears, making him feel like a knife, those are knights who have followed him for many years, loyalty and ability are the choice of the moment, but he is so entangled by an elven powerhouse, pulling out of the entire war system, it is difficult to send orders.

This battle was fought aggrieved!

More than an hour later, Carvalro and a dozen Templars were surrounded in the middle of the town of Black Rock, his helmet was lost somewhere, sweat soaked blonde hair, clinging to his forehead, the armor of the Holy Light had completely lost its luster, cracks appeared on the surface of the armor, without the nourishment of divine energy, it was not much better than the quality of the silver knight's armor.

With more than 800 Templars, 36 high-ranking priests, and 1 Knight, this is a high-level force that is enough to quell the rebellion in the city, which is impressive.

But in just over three hours, nearly ninety percent of them had died, and there were less than 20 remnants left, all of whom were wounded of varying degrees, probably only Carvalo was not injured, but his physical strength was also close to exhaustion.

More than 780 casualties on his own side, while less than 50 of his opponents died, a result that Carvalro could not have imagined before the war!

That vile, shameless, decent, cunning, disgusting, filthy, and unscrupulous magician actually used most of his magic power for healing?! Although his healing magic is far less superb than his divine magic, the combination of healing magic with different attributes has a considerable healing and recovery effect, and he alone is almost in charge of a knight order of 800 people, and it is recovery, healing, and life-saving, and the other party's less than three-digit mortality rate is all due to him alone!

Looking at the young man in front of him, Carvalo said calmly: "It was my arrogance that made me lose this war! I underestimated your knights, and I also underestimated you, your bureau is very cleverly arranged, especially for the grasp of people's hearts, you are worthy of being a high-achieving student from that academy, you are a monster!"

Charlie shook his head and said, "No, your arrogance has made my plan more perfect, even if you take this war seriously, you will still lose, but you won't lose so ugly!"

"I believe your words! Although your magic is not a high-level spell, the effect far exceeds the effect of high-level magic, because if you use high-level magic, you can't take care of so many people alone. ”

"Thanks for the compliment!"

"Did you kill the priesthood led by Ryan?" Cavaro said the biggest question in his heart, this is the most critical turning point in this war, losing this group of priests, Carvalo lost the qualification to fight a war of attrition, and was defeated by the opponent with his most customary tactics! That frustration is quite strong!

Charlie just smiled and didn't respond, martial arts is a card he hides, and it's better to know less.

Cavallo gritted his teeth and asked, "Do you know what this war means for the Church?!"

Charlie smiled: "Of course I know that this is the first time that the church has waged a war against the outside world in more than fifty years, and its victory or defeat is related to the face of the church, so I guess your boss should tell you that you are only allowed to win and not to lose, right?"

"Now that you know, you dare to kill the Templars?!" Carvalo expressed his amazement at Charlie's prophetic foresight, and even more incomprehensible to his approach, it is rare to see people offend the Church to death, and Charles is definitely an outlier.

However, Carvalo didn't know that his incomprehension was also unreasonable in the eyes of others.

Charlie laughed and said, "Because of this, should we be afraid and not resist? Should we be slaughtered by the church as a matter of course? Should we become a living target for the church to show off its muscles to the aristocratic forces?!"

You saints always think of yourself as a master, arrogant and narcissistic, believing that the diocese is the center of the world, that Kloz is the only true God, that the Church is a haven for the hearts of believers.

But you so-called servants of God are deceiving their hearts, plundering their possessions, raping their wives and daughters, crushing their humble self-esteem, and the high god has turned a deaf ear, perhaps he has transcended the realm of mortals, and regarded all things in the world as livestock to be raised, silently providing him with his powerful reliance, the power of faith.

And you thugs who are fighting for the tiger, because you can help him with the trivial matters of faith, and let him acquiesce to your actions!

It's sad and hateful!

In my opinion, you are the parasites that live in the shell of the believers, and Kloz is nothing more than a pathetic creature who is ruthless, selfish, and arrogant to the point of losing himself!"

When everyone present, regardless of whether they were friends or enemies, could not help but be moved by these words, this is probably the clearest and most point-to-point blasphemy!

Since the birth of faith, there will be believers and unbelievers, and the two will be converted into each other.

After being persecuted by the Church, some of them were unable to resist and died of depression, some of them were brainwashed and indifferent to the tragedy that happened to them, and some of them stood on the opposite side of the Church, and they saw this corrupt and greedy filthy Holy See.

But no matter how much they hate the church, no one focuses their anger on Kloz, looking back at history, there has never been such a phenomenon, they just think that some rotten and dirty power clubs have taken control of the divine right and the Holy See, and have done something that people and gods are angry about.

Charlie is probably the first madman to take a clear stand against the main god Kloz! if his words were to reach the Sanctuary, it would definitely reap the consequences of the entire family being sent to the gallows!

Cavallo said in a deep voice: "Now, you have the advantage, you can speak, I don't refute, it's just that you, a bastard raised by a bitch, dare to duel with Lao Tzu?

Hearing this, Martell was shocked, in the last battle, Lucian, the commander of the Blue Eagle Knights, also made this request, Charlie couldn't bear that breath and met the battle angrily.

At that time, Martell and Charlie were not particularly acquainted, and they only maintained superficial respect for Pavel's successor, but after a war, he had been impressed by Charlie's charm and became his loyal fan, and now facing the challenge of a level 17 Divine Radiance Knight, he couldn't be so impulsive anymore!

Martell thought he understood Charlie's temperament, so he quickly stood up and said, "My lord, don't pay attention to him! Their church is the most unreasonable organization! Don't fall for him!"

Gosta and Bedwell also stepped forward and signaled that they could do it for Charlie.

"Uncle Jim, wine!" Charlie held out his hand to Gosta.

Costa hesitated and said, "Charlie, there's no need, right?!"

"Wine!!I know you have!" Charlie persistently held out his right hand.

Gosta pulled a silver kettle out of his bosom and threw it over.

Charlie unscrewed the lid, took a few big sips, took a few sips of strong wine, and a drunken red quickly rose on his face, and his momentum was suddenly fierce.

Charlie touched the two knife handles on his waist with both hands, a blade and a Tang knife, the feeling was particularly subtle under the slightly drunken drunkenness, Charlie turned around, stared at Carvalro, and suddenly smiled: "Now I don't need to prove my strength to anyone, today I stand here and eat 800 Templars cleanly, this is strength!

Listen to me, let's go together! Kill these scumbags! We'll announce the victory report to the public!"