"Ahh!!!!h

It was only then that the little boy's scream with a cry sounded slowly, and the knight thrust the little boy into the panicked father's hand with his left hand, and on the long sword in his hand, pure white light flames scorched.

"I secretly drank when I was praying, but I didn't expect this kind of encounter...... But the judge won't punish me......"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with one hand, the knight smiled under the gaze of the father, who didn't know what to say, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes, and he crossed the crowd of people who were retreating in a panic around him, staring at the huge finger in front of him that was slowly approaching again—

In the slowly rotating light arm, a second finger had slowly poked out of the hole, and the same strange transparent flame was slowly burning above the folded black and red, and just the size of these two fingers was already close to the knight's waist.

Hulala~

A strong white flame scorched up, scorching the slightest trace of blood on the knight's body, and the faint smell of blood lingering around was dissipated by the blade in the next moment, and the long sword in his palm roared down, slashing at the huge finger.

Rumble!!!!

With the sudden wave of qi, even the believers and civilians who were silent in prayer in the farthest distance finally stopped praying, their voices paused, and their eyes looked at the qi wave with curiosity and anger, and then they all turned into fear.

"Evil ...... Demons!! ”

"Ahhh

Panicked to the point that his voice had been distorted, a civilian retreated in a way that was far away from the giant finger, and the wave of qi dissipated, revealing the reality hidden beneath it, and the knight with the sword was already half-kneeling on the ground, the long sword in his hand, and the pure white light flame was gradually swallowed up.

A mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but the palm of the sword was still steady.

"Phew!"

Spit a mouthful of bloody spit on the nail, and the knight, whose face turned pale, said viciously: "Dog mongrel, make such a big thing, there will be no ...... next month's rest day"

“…… I'm going to go for a drink......

The sound gradually faded, the knight's vision gradually blurred, and the power on the arm holding the sword was slowly dissipating, but at the same time, several swords rang out in a row!

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

Several standard knight swords, with the same scorching white flames, slashed down at the finger as the first sword fell weakly, and at the same time, a figure in armor went against the flow of people, and without hesitation, rushed towards the enemy who exuded a powerful aura.

Knight's Creed: Valor, Sacrifice.

When you need to stand at the forefront,

When you need to face death,

Your choice –

"Civilians retreat!! Holy See priests, knights, please step forward, priests release the guardian shield, knights, all on alert! ”

The old man's voice echoed far away under the support of the strong fighting spirit, and long before this voice, those figures with pure white light were already heading towards the hollow.

"You're here, I'll go down and see ......"

The solemn voice fell, and the next moment, the old knight who was originally standing stepped directly on the railing of the high platform, and the strong fighting spirit exploded, but it did not damage the wooden railing at all.

The wind burst out, blowing the Pope's silver-white hair, and the old man's eyes were not gentle, but as sharp as a knife, staring at the strange fingers that easily released bursts of coercion—

Demon...... Abyss......

So, the Eye of Matthew in the Abyss Passage...... and the 3,000 ascetics who stood there...... How's it going......

Crunch –

The palms of the hands holding the railing turned white.

Trample~

"His Majesty the Pope......"

On the high platform, a man dressed as a nobleman swept his eyes over the crowd of people in front of him, took a step forward suddenly, knocked his right hand on his heart, stroked his chest and saluted, and said in a tough voice sincerely:

"If there is a need for us, please say that we are allies of the Millennium Covenant and ...... at this moment."

"We will not sit idly by."

A hint of impatience flashed in the eyes of the Pope, who was holding the railing and staring at the situation below-

Again, this kind of lie full of official entertainment......

When I was a combat priest, I had already smashed it with a hammer......

But at this time, he was the Pope.

Pressing the eagerness in his heart, the old man slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, turned around, and stretched out his hands with a smile on his face to help the young man who bowed slightly, and said gently as always:

"Thank you, but for now...... It's still within our reach......"

Snort -

At this moment, the sharp sound of breaking the air resounded in an instant, as if it was grabbed by the heart, and an inexplicable sense of panic instantly enveloped everyone, and the Pope's pupils suddenly contracted - in front of him, a black shadow emerged from behind the man who bowed, and then directly pulled out a brilliant cold light, stabbing towards him fiercely.

Time seemed to slow down in an instant, and the Pope's shrunken pupils could clearly see that the man who was bowing slightly raised his head slightly, and could see a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, the dagger pierced the distance between the assassin and the Pope, and the air slid to the sides like a viscous liquid, whistling along the sharp edge of the dagger.

However, the body did not have time to react at all!!

No way! Inadequate!!

In the weakened body, even the flow of power became slow, and the pure white triggering divine light on the body swayed, but it had no effect at all. Under the pitch-black dagger, it was easily pierced, and the shattered light chips fell apart in all directions, like a rain of flowers before the memorial, and under this biting cold, it was full of poignancy-

The knights run into the distance, and the prophet will be assassinated behind the betrayal, the cross, the hanged man, and the strange fate.

The part of the scriptures that he was familiar with appeared strangely in his mind, and a trace of surprise flashed in the Pope's eyes, and at the edge of his vision, blue ice surged like a tide of rage, and the angry expression of the guardian knight, and Beatrice's panic, in this moment, faded to their original color, turning into the black and white that was silent before life and death.

Are you going to die?

The Pope muttered with a wry smile in his heart.

Die at this time...... It's too sloppy......

Trample!

At this moment, the sound of light footsteps sounded, but it was like thunder, the Pope's body trembled slightly, and the black and white dead silence was knocked open a crack, and the next moment, the fierce and unparalleled, roaring sword light burst out!!