"Have the Pope and other non-combatants moved out?" In the simple command room, the paladin, who was armed with a knight's spear but wearing only shoulder armor**, looked at the report that had just been handed to him, and asked the paladins next to him, "Also, how are the armies of various countries, don't they claim to refuse to accept our rescue and hold the line?"

"Report to the deputy commander, the Pope that they have been safely evacuated and have now been handed over to the Italian side for refuge. On the military side......" The paladin paused slightly, raised his eyes and looked at the others for a moment and hesitated, "A few minutes ago, it was reported that the British navy had been found off the coast of Britain, and the armies near the Mediterranean Sea had lost contact one after another, and even the French air force was now wrecked. ”

He pinched the cross on his chest slightly and said in a deep voice, "May their souls be redeemed." ”

At the same time, above this command room.

Silver flames erupted from the inside of the stele, and the stele, which was engulfed in flames, shattered in the blink of an eye, and the warm and dazzling first line of defense of the church dissipated, exposing the central organization of the post-Crucifixion to the eyes of the Demon Sword Saint.

Dozens of searchlights shone in an instant, and at the same time, twelve golden pillars of light soared into the sky around the church with the trembling of the ground, and in an instant, they turned into twelve golden towers of different shapes, standing around, spreading their own enchantments. The paladins stationed in the church also took out their weapons one after another, and the situation was already obvious, although I don't know what the reason was, but there was no doubt that the demon in front of me was the enemy.

"Twelve Sacred Realm-level enchantments...... Looking up at the twelve golden towers slightly, the magic around Yerad's body was once again revealed, "Ozma's appearance was an accident, and I may not be able to break through here now." ”

"What's going on!" The deputy commander with a spear rushed out of the main entrance of the church, and at a glance saw that the colorful light cone guarding the door of the church had disappeared, replaced by a demon holding a flaming silver sword, and couldn't help but be a little surprised, "How can the demon appear here?"

Yerald knew who the sudden appearance was. The deputy commander of the Shield of Justice Holy Horse Regiment, one-handed marksmanship can be called a miracle skill, once Yerald was still under the constraints of Zorn's contract, it can be said that in the entire Shield of Justice except for the first marshal Valkyrie, no one can be stronger than him. But that's just in humans.

"You are a rare and powerful man among the human race, so I can't bear to let you die by my sword. As he spoke, Yerald suddenly stuck his long sword on the ground, pressed the hilt of the sword with his backhand and said slowly, "Human, give up, I don't want to slaughter needlessly." In order to defend against possible enemies, there are at least 3,333 members of the choral corps in the church, right?"

The deputy commander was slightly stunned, he didn't know what the origin of this demon clan in the square was, but judging from the fluency of his conversation and the weapons he used, at least he would be a demon powerhouse above the viscount level.

But...... Can this make you retreat: "Don't talk big, demons." For you, since you know that there is a Gregorian Song Team in addition to the Twelve Sacred Domains, you should leave. It is said that although there are many strong demons, each of them has gone through hardships, and you should also cherish your hard-won magic power. ”

Hearing this, Yerald patted the hilt of his sword and said lightly, "I'd rather not have such power." ”

After speaking, Yerald's figure disappeared in an instant.

Seeing the silver flame sword still stuck in the ground from a distance, the deputy commander was a little puzzled why he didn't hold the weapon in his hand?

However, before he had time to think about it, a sense of crisis suddenly rose from his heart, relying on the combat instinct accumulated over the years, the deputy commander hurriedly took a step to the side, and then stabbed the spear forward with his backhand, but it seemed to be pierced into the water without resistance, and he was puzzled only to feel a cold wind beside him, and a sword qi that was three or four meters high passed by him, leaving a ravine of more than ten meters on the floor before gradually dissipating.

At this moment, his spear had been melted by something hot, and only the last half was left.

"How is that possible!I'm standing in the Sanctuary of St. George......" The deputy commander glanced incredulously at the intact golden barrier not far in front of him, and finally determined a terrible fact, "Could it be that the Sanctuary ...... Why hasn't the Sanctuary fought back against you?"

As soon as the words fell, several bucket-thick golden rays shot down suddenly, and the hard granite ground was instantly melted into a hole, and it was obvious that the Sacred Domain's attack technique was still working normally.

The fast-moving Jerad flashed a trace of afterimage, and several golden rays burst out again to pierce it, but at this time, Yerad was already far away from that position.

"There are two ways to conquer the Sanctuary...... It's okay to force a breakthrough, but I prefer the other way. Yerald's voice echoed everywhere, but no matter how hard the paladins tried, they couldn't see his path, and even if he was occasionally locked by the Sanctuary, he was perfectly able to move elsewhere before the attack arrived, "Don't waste your efforts, this speed can't be captured by the human eye." ”

The remnant spear in his hand slowly slipped down, and the deputy commander looked at the flame sword in the square blankly, and suddenly had an ominous premonition.

At this time, Yerard's voice sounded again: "The second way is to destroy the center of the Sanctuary. ”

As soon as the words fell, the entire ground under the church trembled violently, and suddenly there was a roar, and twelve silver pillars of fire pierced through the sky like a long chain to the sky, and the mercury-like flames converged in the sky, like a huge silver birdcage.

The ground disintegrated one after another, and the deputy commander finally saw that the blade of the silver flame sword that he thought was placed there at random by Yerald had expanded out of the ground like a spider web, and the silver pillar of fire that pierced through the heavens and the earth actually came from this long sword that was less than a meter long.

"Song Team, maintain the Sanctuary!" As if remembering something, the deputy commander suddenly turned his head and shouted, but in all directions, except for the sound of paladins falling to the ground by Yerald's blade, only the sound of flames eroding the tower was left in the heavens and the earth.

The underground, and indeed the entire Vatican, had been completely separated from the earth's crust at this time, and silver firelight continued to gush out from the ground, and the Gregorian Chant Corps, which had been used as a last resort, had already turned into ashes in this firelight.

No matter how powerful an enchantment is, if the foundation disappears, the existence of the enchantment itself will be meaningless. The Twelve Sacred Domain Enchantments, which had resisted several tribulations, were now completely useless, and under the gap in strength, all preparations were pale and powerless.

"RUF, Twelve Imperial Pillars!"

Suddenly, there was a strange sound in the sky, and twelve pitch-black spears condensed by pure magic power pierced the sky and fell suddenly, cutting through the twelve silver flames. The pitch-black magic power that erupted from the spear condensed and materialized together, instantly pushing all the silver flames back, and the silver flame sword on the square was also thrown far into the air with a clang.

Suddenly appearing beside the Flame Sword without warning, Yerald looked up at the twelve pitch-black magic pillars that tightly protected the entire church in the distance, and asked tentatively, "The Twelve Black Imperial Horsemen of the King of Heaven?"

Beside the deputy commander, twelve heavy-armored knights in black armor fell one after another, and they couldn't help but be a little stunned after seeing the appearance of their opponents.

"Swordmaster, wasn't he killed by the Lord of Earth thirty-four years ago?"

"It seems that we were deceived, Juggernaut was not killed by the King of Earth, on the contrary, he was still an important pawn of the King of Earth that had been hidden for a long time. ”

Looking at the twelve black royal horses that suddenly appeared in front of the church, the magic power around Yerad's body instantly condensed. Although he is a sword saint in the Northern Regions, in the face of the strongest combination in the Northern Regions cultivated by the King of Heaven, it is really difficult to say how good the outcome is, not to mention that he has just experienced two battles, and he even broke an arm......

"Miscalculated...... I didn't expect him to keep you by his side, and he wouldn't be in a hurry to break the Sanctuary if he knew it. That thing is really costing me a lot. As he spoke, Jerald raised his sword and began to walk slowly, and his pace became faster and faster, "There is nothing to say between us, each for his own master, fight!"

As long as the sword is still in his hand, Jerad will not take half a step back, this is his way. No matter how strong the enemy is, his own path must be adhered to, which is the reason why Yerald became a generation of sword saints in the Northern Regions.

Relatively speaking, the Twelve Black Imperial Riders are very depressed.

The Shield of Justice, which thought that everything was safe, was not only broken through all defenses, but the opponent turned out to be the rumored Juggernaut. Although they are not afraid of each other, they are of the same clan after all, and it is really difficult to decide how to deal with them.

Yerald didn't use extreme speed again this time. For humans, as long as the speed reaches a certain level, it cannot be seen, so the consumption of huge speeding is the best way to fight against humans, but for the twelve black royal horsemen of the demon race at the same time, as long as their breath is still there, they can accurately determine their position, and speeding is just a waste of consumption.

"Don't stand stupidly and wait to die. You go and organize the rest of the men, even if you can't get together 3,333 members of the chants, there are still a few hundred people still alive, right? Seeing that Yerald was getting closer and closer to here, the Black Imperial Knight, who was standing beside the Deputy Commander, gently patted him on the shoulder and whispered to him, "Don't be discouraged, the strength of the human race is not negligible, and we will win." ”

With that, he drew his saber and rushed out first with a force under his feet......

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