Crash~

The fighting qi lingered at the edge of the blade, scorching and burning into a white cold flame, and then swung out with a slashing long sword, and with the power of that moment, it suddenly broke away from the blade, and swept towards the three black demons who leaped towards the old knight like a crescent.

Snort -

As if a hot table knife had cut into butter, Sen Bai's fighting spirit easily passed the waists of the three black devils, and his frenzied figure suddenly stagnated in the air, and then directly separated from his waist, and before he could land, it completely turned into nothing under the holy light, and the wisps of black mist disintegrated, and then he was directly smashed by the old knight who charged against the trend!

The long sword in his hand crisscrossed and turned his body directly into a tragic and unparalleled battlefield, the sword light roared, wantonly harvesting the black devil who pounced in front of him, a single sword, but it was like an unshakable barrier, making the charge of the black devil tide stagnant.

After the stall, the black devil part was restrained by the old knight, and the rest of the whole frantically hit the shield wall composed of the knights, the light curtain composed of pure white fighting energy trembled, and the next moment, a knight's sword with a shining fighting spirit stabbed out from the gap between the shields, directly piercing the black devil's body, and the black devil who was continuously pierced by the knight's sword fell to the ground unwillingly, but then more black devils pounced on him regardless of life and death.

Snort -

The knight's sword, which shimmered with silver light, tore out an extremely sharp sword light again, and stabbed it fiercely!

Black and white, life and death, are displayed in the world in a very concise manner at this moment.

……………………

And at the same time, on top of the high platform.

"Dark Devil...... How can it be a dark ......?"

The Pope's eyes widened, and the blackness of the waves of the ocean occupied almost half of his field of vision, spreading all the way to the invisible distance, and even in the farthest distance, the constant surging appearance revealed such a news very clearly-

Still coming!

And many more! Very much!

Crunch –

The fingers on the railing were pinched white from too much force, and thoughts were tumbling in the old Pope's mind.

Too much, too much! No matter how outstanding their concealment ability was, it would be impossible for them to bring so many dark demons into the Holy City in a short period of time...... Not to mention the way, there are so many, even if it is entered in batches, with the Octavia of the Knights Templar, sooner or later the problem will be discovered......

So......

The Pope's eyes narrowed slightly.

This must be, and can only be, a plan for a very long period of time.

In his mind, the record of the fragility of the vitality of the dark devil in the texts compiled by the ancestors flashed at the same time as the tenacious vitality that he had just witnessed, and the Pope's eyes fell to the body that was still hard until death......

If this appearance is the real death posture of the black devil, then before, thousands of years ago, what was the appearance similar to the complete disappearance of ashes?

If that wasn't death, what else could it be?

The information in his mind was lightning linked, and a cold light flashed in the Pope's eyes.

“…… 4,000 years...... Are all the dark devils hidden? Fake Death spells? Or is it a seal-type spell...... The dark creatures that were sent to their deaths before...... Is the ritual process necessary for awakening-class spells? ”

The palms were clenched, the Pope's teeth were clenched, and an ugly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"What a big game......"

"Four thousand years?"

The archmage behind him was slightly stunned, and then frowned and asked, "If that's the case, have all these black demons appeared so far away for four thousand years?" That's why we can all wake up together today? ”

"How could it be...... If they were found in a fixed place, they would have been ...... by the previous clergy Wrong! ”

The Pope replied subconsciously, but as he spoke, the old man's pupils suddenly contracted, and he suddenly stepped out, turning to look at the civilians who were being protected behind, and there was a rare trace of anger and uneasiness on their faces that were never in tune.

The old voice didn't care about his identity at all, and almost roared:

"Be careful! Knights, divide the ......"

It's like pandering.

Loud and chaotic sounds exploded in an instant, and the surging blackness erupted like a volcano that had been suppressed to the extreme, and endless and frenzied pitch-black figures appeared from churches, from gardens, from abandoned buildings, from all kinds of buildings, and then poured directly into the unarmed civilians like hungry tigers.

"Ahhh!!hhh

"What a monster this is! Ah, you fuck off, fuck off, let go of my child!"

"Knight! Knights! Priest! Help me! Help me!! ”

In the miserable wail of human beings, the crimson color instantly occupied the pope's pupils, and the priests scattered among the civilians forcibly opened the shield of holy light, but in the face of the endless black devil like a wave, the pure white holy light was weak and powerless, as lonely and helpless as a boat in the great waves.

"Whew~"

Exhaled a mouthful of turbidity, the old man's expression returned to calm, only the slightly trembling palm pressed on the railing revealed his true state of mind, and the old man's lips gently opened and closed.

Buzz~

With the low sound of prayer, the air began to tremble slightly, and the old man's forehead, a touch of emerald green emerged, connected together and turned into a ring, and wisps of pale golden streamers swam in this emerald green.

Crown of Thorns.

Only by treading through thorns can we find this way......

The eyes slowly opened, and in the clear eyes, countless pure white runes were born and died.

Rumble!!!

The immense, powerful momentum like a hero in ancient mythology emerged from the Pope's old body after ten breaths, and then turned into a soft holy light, which swept in all directions with this as the center, and if you look down from the sky, you can see a translucent dome, with the Pope praying silently as the center, buckled above the Holy See!

Within this shield, the frenzied black demon's body suddenly stopped, and then a faint pure white flame began to burn from the top of his head and feet, and the injuries suffered by the civilians before were also slowly recovering, a priest with an injury in the chest took a few breaths, looked at the high platform, gently shook the blood-stained priest's robe, folded his hands on his chest, and slowly knelt on the ground.

"Above the embers, the flames remain......"

A priest, wounded, with broken arms, all slowly kneeling, praying in a low voice, the white light emerged from their faces and bodies, and floated towards the huge light shield, the pure white color of the light mask shone slightly, faintly began to spread to the outside, and at the same time, there were still countless black demons, fearlessly rushing towards the place where the civilians were, still continuous, and the momentum was still terrifying.

But people are no longer afraid, just as they are guarded by fire in the wilderness, and the Holy See is guarded before mankind, which is a myth that has not been broken for thousands of years!

A little boy picked up the gravel on the ground and smashed it at the immobile black devil, and there were traces of tears on his young and delicate face, but the look on his little face was full of disgust.

"Whoa! Demon! ”

"Don't make a fuss......"

……………………

On the high platform, the Pope's body trembled steadily, but the corners of his mouth showed a relieved smile, but at the same time, behind him, a touch of scarlet appeared in Archmage Edmund's eyes, and the corners of his mouth also swept an arc.