Gluck and the man in the red cloak looked out into the street outside the church.

The moment he saw Jiang Feng's face clearly, the man in the red cloak changed instantly.

"Someone stopped him!"

At the moment when he spoke, Jiang Feng had already moved.

With the direction pointed out by the index finger of his right hand, the magic elements of the light attribute condensed in the air, converging into a large hand more than two meters long, grabbing towards the man in the red cloak.

Feeling the surging light attribute magic element, the red-robed man's face changed wildly, and after struggling for half a second, his heart was crossed, and he quickly pulled out a tube of potion from his sleeve, bit the cork at the mouth of the bottle, and drank the thick liquid in one gulp.

Seeing this, Jiang Feng frowned slightly.

I saw that the moment he drank the potion, his eyes, nose, and ears ...... Even all the pores on his body floated out of a miserable green gas. With a terrible scream, a huge amount of negative energy spread out from under him, condensing a shield made of white bones in front of him, and slammed into the pale golden giant hand.

There was a bang, and the muffled sound of a bell rang out.

Circles of golden and miserable green ripples, centered on the shattered bone shield, spread to the entire battlefield.

The breeze carrying the breath of the undead blew in his ears, and from the ethereal sound of the wind, Jiang Feng faintly heard the cry of the undead.

His face changed slightly, Jiang Feng's expression had a touch of solemnity, a light blue halo swept across the retina, and with the help of the data analysis function of the brain, he could clearly observe that the negative energy enveloping the red-robed man's whole body was rapidly expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye!

It reminded him of a person, bathed in holy light, a transcendent Miss Cilita.

A word instantly appeared in Jiang Feng's mind.

The Chosen One!

It's just that he is bathed in undead energy......

The facial features of the red-robed man under the hood were rotted extensively, as if he had aged more than fifty years in an instant, and his pupils were stained with cloudy colors.

However, in exchange for the price, his strength increased at a geometric speed, and for a time it swelled to a level comparable to that of a one-star wizard! The most shocking thing is that the expanding power has not stopped at all, and it is still maintaining a momentum of rapid growth, making it impossible to see where its end is.

A dry voice floated from under the hood, and wizened fingers reached out from under the red robes and pointed at Gruch who was standing nearby.

"You, go up and get rid of him!"

was hit by a green light in his chest, and his body more than two meters tall shook, and a faint green glow appeared in his pupils.

The tribal leader Gruqi let out a low roar, the muscles of his whole body swelled, turning into a puppet dominated by the killing qi, and the heavy axe wheel of both hands was over his head, and the meteor strode towards Jiang Feng. The strength of the master berserker was actually raised to the holy rank in an instant, coupled with the strength in the bloodline, he charged with all his strength like a humanoid tank, and anything that stood in his way would be ruthlessly crushed.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a wild roar pierced through the mist.

With the sound of whistling wind, Xiao Bai, wielding a steel cross sword and wearing a homogeneous steel plate heavy armor, faced Gruqi's battle axe and killed it without dodging.

A man and a beast collided together, the swords and axes collided and emitted a metallic roar, and sparks burst out between the two, but in a few breaths, the two sides actually fought back and forth for several rounds!

Attracted by the sound of fighting outside the church, he stayed in the manor, and the barbarian soldiers near the church, holding torches and swords and axes, surrounded this side.

For the soldiers who surrounded him, Jiang Feng turned a blind eye.

When the barbarian soldiers gathered around him, the street not far away suddenly burst into flames, and in that series of gunshots like lightning strikes, the barbarian soldiers fell to the ground in large numbers.

The barbarian generals who were in charge of leading the command were shocked that the sailors had not only landed in the port, but had already unknowingly touched them right under their noses. And those fire-breathing iron rods are weapons they have never seen or even heard of......

Roaring loudly, he was about to give the order to attack, when a black mist walked past him, and the sharp dagger poked out like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, silently touching his throat.

The spilled blood melted into the mist, and Misha, who successfully completed the fatal blow, quietly retreated into the mist with a bright and bloody smile on the corner of her mouth.

Misha, who was portrayed with blood by Jiang Feng with dragon blood, had thoroughly mastered the abilities given to her by the dragon blood wrinkles, and with the assassination skills of a master assassin, her strength had already stepped into the holy realm. For this kind of barbarian who can only vent brute force, it is naturally not a problem.

Caught off guard by the volley of the sailors' muskets, coupled with the assassination of the general, the barbarian warriors suddenly became a mess, and only with their brute bravery, they killed in the direction of the sailors.

Everywhere there were fires flickering, and there were shouts of killing everywhere.

Yi Ran, who set fire everywhere, caused great chaos to the barbarian soldiers, accompanied by the banging of the musket from time to time, there were constantly barbarian warriors who were shot and fell, seeing that defeat had become a foregone conclusion, the red-robed man's expression gradually became cold, and his eyes carried a trace of resentment, like Jiang Feng looking.

"I will cut off your head and sacrifice Lord Solol with your heart......"

"You can try."

Without much nonsense, Jiang Feng pointed out with the index finger of his right hand. A red light instantly pierced the mist and stabbed the red-robed man from the side, but it was blocked by an invisible shield, bursting with a scarlet light.

Jiang Feng's pupils contracted slightly.

A laser beam with a 10 damage multiplier can't even break through its defenses!

This shield has at least reached the level of two-star sorcery!

"It's a very sharp attack, tsk, but unfortunately it's useless."

The man let out a strange laugh, but soon his face changed, and the laughter turned into a dry cough, and he actually coughed up a few strands of blood.

His face changed, and the man quickly wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, but he still couldn't escape Jiang Feng's eyes.

The eyebrows were raised slightly, and Jiang Feng, who was originally awe-inspiring in his heart, hooked up a playful smile at the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that I'm too worried, I eat a fat man in one bite, and I haven't killed you until now, and it's your fate."

"Long-winded."

Seeing that his hole cards were seen through, a sickly burgundy surged on the man's face, a trace of madness flashed between his eyebrows, and his hands stretched forward violently.

The blood condensed in the air into a pair of scarlet claws, and slammed towards Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng didn't dare to hold it up, holding three tubes of potion between his fingers, and flung it fiercely towards the scarlet claw.

The flickering light burst out in an instant, and the gelatinous light mist expanded, diluting the thick mist for a while, and with that momentary slowness, Jiang Feng could dodge the tearing of the scarlet claws.

"It's useless, do you think you're playing peek-a-boo, you can't hide!" Seeing Jiang Feng's flash, the look on the face of the red-robed man became more and more crazy, and he grabbed Jiang Feng again with his bright red giant hand.

"Hmph, who said I plan to play peek-a-boo with you......" The corners of Jiang Feng's mouth hooked into a sneer, and he, who had already completed the spell, slammed his right hand towards the scarlet claw.

With the tremor and muffled sound of the earth cracking, I saw a bronze stone slab rise from the ground, impartially facing the palm of the sharp claw.

Instead of choosing to use the Holy Light Witchcraft to fight the evil energy, Jiang Feng instead used the elemental Witchcraft, and it was the Earth-based Witchcraft that was known for its defensive power, it was the surging negative energy, and it would take a little time to break through the spell he had carefully prepared.

And this little time is enough for Jiang Feng.

The fist-sized fireball instantly converged in front of Jiang Feng and smashed towards the red-robed man like a storm.

The shield made of white bones covered the red-robed man's whole body, and fireballs hit it, bursting into sparks, but they didn't hurt him in the slightest.

However, obviously occupying such a big advantage, the look on the man's face became more and more anxious.

"It's useless, it's useless! Your attack is too weak, suffer death! ”

Jiang Feng didn't answer, bit off the cork at the mouth of the bottle, and drank the three tubes of mana potion together. The index finger of his right hand flew out, and fireballs connected into a waterfall in the air, blasting indiscriminately at the impregnable bone shield.

The strength of his whole body continued to expand, and a dark green smoke leaked from his mouth.

Both hands scratched his throat, shocking blood marks scabbed over the moment he was dug by his nails, the red-robed man's expression was distorted because of pain, and the negative energy wrapped around his body was still growing rapidly.

Aging like an old man who had run out of oil, the man raised the tip of his right finger tremblingly, and the floating scarlet giant hand was infused with more powerful energy, and instantly swelled a little.

The shield made of rock, under the grip of the scarlet claws, spread out cobweb-like cracks. The originally stable earth-based magical elements began to stir restlessly, and the solid sorcery model showed faint signs of collapse.

However, at this moment, Jiang Feng's mood was relaxed.

He could tell that the red-robed man was already at the end of his crossbow.

Not everyone can bear the favor of the gods, and it is not only the strength of the bearer himself who is tested, but also the talent, bloodline, and even ethereal luck.

If it weren't for such harsh conditions, with the coverage of Father God Julian's faith on this planet, the Chosen One would have been gone all over the place, and there would be wizards or anything.

The man standing in front of Jiang Feng is a typical negative example.

The power that Solol brought upon him was more of a burden than a so-called favor. The continuous influx of undead magical elements could not be controlled by him, just like a knife swimming inside him, destroying most of the functions of his body in just a few minutes.

Once the ritual of the theocrat is launched, it cannot be stopped, and for the red-robed man, from the moment he drinks the potion, his fate of exploding and dying is already doomed.

Death is only a matter of time! 8)