According to Shalivan's estimate, Gwendrin should be frail and stay in the dormitory at this time, but what is the situation of being in this state of fullness now?

From the moment he captured the half-dragon girl, everything was out of his control.

Obviously, the military power of the entire city is almost in his hands, and those disobedient knights have become his puppets or transformed into beasts, in this case, the small number of silver knights in the city of the guardian god king are not afraid at all, as long as he eats the cannibal monster that Gwendrin gave to him who is powerless to resist, he can completely end the age of the gods, and he will become a real magnat, with power and wealth at his fingertips.

Looking at the gold and gem ornaments on his wrist and body from the capital of sin, Shalivan was tired of his old days as a poor sour magician.

Even though Gwendrin was no longer plagued by the poison researched by the Mad King, it was a fact that his divine powers were not as good as before, and Sullivan did not think he had lost hope.

Even if it's a god, I'll kill you!

"This is not the time of your gods, get off that throne!" A grim smile appeared on his thin face under the golden crown, and the greatsword of sanction and the greatsword of sinful karma held in Shalivan's hands were placed horizontally in front of his chest, and the purple magical light deeper than the Darkmoon Miracle was reflected with the blazing red flames.

Gwendrin didn't say much, staring condescendingly at the person he had trusted in the past, his face covered by the sun's headdress could not see a specific expression, but the constant surging power of the dark moon on his body reflected the anger of his master.

Shalivan's figure rose from the ground, and with a completely unreasonable strength and agility for a magician or a priest, he jumped directly to the roof where Gwendrin was.

Twin swords slash and attack Gwendrin with an unstoppable stance.

"Boom-"

The flaming sword of sinful karma slammed into the round dome made of white stone, and the terrifying force tilted on it, tearing the entire roof open.

Immediately, the ritual in his left hand used his sword to slash a dark purple half-moon wave of light, sweeping towards Gwendrin who had dodged the first attack with teleportation magic.

Although the weakening of the First Fire caused Gwendrin's divine power to be inferior to before, and he was not as good at fighting as his brother in the background, it did not mean that he was not capable of fighting.

Shaking the Dark Moon Scepter in his hand, a huge light blue soul ball formed in front of him.

The two energies collided together, accompanied by the sound of explosions, and the building under the two of them was completely unbearable, shattering inch by inch, and some of the stones turned into stone powder and floated into the air.

Then, the slender arm held the scepter in front of him, and with the scepter as a bow, the bright moonlight condensed into arrows, the white robe danced in the wind, and the dense rain of arrows shot towards Shalivan.

The glowing moonlight arrows set off a shadow, and the air seemed to be distorted.

The two great swords were danced by Shalivan in an impenetrable manner, and his superb swordsmanship allowed him to completely block the moonlight arrows that rushed in his face like a torrential rain.

Shalivan frowned, the first-round encounter made him realize that he still underestimated his opponent a little.

The corner of his eye swept around, and Shaliwan suddenly caught a glimpse of the half-dragon girl who was looking at this place in the distance, and couldn't help but have a plan.

Taking advantage of the light curtain that exploded by magic to obscure his vision, he saw a vague figure detach from Sullivan's body and disappear into the air.

When Gwendrin realized that it was only the mirror image left by Shalivan who continued to fight him, the other party had already used invisibility magic to come not far in front of Yur Shika.

Looking at the half-dragon girl who was close at hand, with skin like ceramic jade, Sha Liwan felt that he would be able to threaten him immediately and force Ge Wendelin to comply, as for Zhang Lin and the others beside You'er Shika, for a while, he didn't take it to heart.

"Oh, is Your Excellency still thinking about taking hostages?"

At the same time as these words sounded, six cold rays pierced the air and flew towards Shaliwan's head, chest, and legs.

Shaliwan's pupils shrank, the momentum suddenly slowed down, and he waved his two swords to block the flying knives that shot towards his upper body, and when he was about to block the remaining two, he saw that the flying knives suddenly changed course, directly broke through the robe, and brushed his inner thighs, and suddenly two lines of blood seeped out, followed by a feeling of paralysis.

It turned out to be poisonous!

"You're the one who ruined my plans!?" Poking the greatsword of sinful karma into the floor, the not too strong toxin only made Sulivan feel a temporary discomfort, and thought that the other party was just a small person who would use despicable methods.

"If you got it right, you got a prize!" Zhang Lin grinned, and threw a grenade in his hand immediately.

No lead, not a flame kettle, Shalivan thought as he swung his greatsword and slashed at the grenade.

The next moment, a violent explosion blew the Pope to the ground, and the flying iron pieces tore the black robes on his body to tatters, and the papal crown on his head almost fell.

Although this kind of injury was not fatal to Shalivan, this feeling of being teased made him crazy, only to see a pair of wings like dead branches suddenly grow on his back, and the mirror doppelganger detached from his body, one of the two figures jumped into the air and fell rapidly, and the other stabbed forward with a flat sanction sword, making it impossible to judge which was the real attack.

Ciris had already escorted Yu'er Shika back to a safe distance, leaving only Zhang Lin and Fried.

I saw Fried disappear into the air with a scythe, while Zhang Lin directly raised the onyx sword and collided with the frontal sanction sword, and at the same time as the piercing sound sounded, Zhang Lin quickly retreated.

I saw Shalivan, who fell from the sky, slammed the great sword of sinful karma into the ground.

The next moment, the burst of crimson flames spread out in a circle, and the statue of the silver knight on the side of the road turned into a black knight in the blink of an eye, and the floor was burned to black while cracking.

Shaliwan's two figures lowered their bodies, and at the same time brandished their dual swords and rushed towards Zhang Lin, with the scream of the air being torn, the red and purple staggered half-arc slashed towards Zhang Lin.

The purple sword swept down Zhang Lin's side, and he walked around the next two swings with a light step, and then slashed with the final blow.

Shaliwan, who had an advantage in height and strength, directly pressed Zhang Lin with all his strength, but it was a very weak force that gave back to him.

It was just a false move, Zhang Lin flew directly upside down into the distance with the strength of Shaliwan, and then stepped on the wall and fell to the ground.

According to the confrontation just now, Zhang Lin had already judged which one was Shaliwan's body, only to see Fried's figure emerge, the frost exploded at the foot of Shaliwan's body, and the moonlight-like scythe carried a large number of frost fragments towards Shaliwan's crotch from bottom to top.

The cold air from his lower body made Shaliwan's hair stand on end, and he hurriedly blocked and dodged.

But the fragments of his soul that had already arrived from Gwendrin blocked his way from dodging.

After dodging a distance, Shalivan still had several deep wounds on his thighs and body.