Chapter 190: Sanctuary Werewolf

Although they have seen through the werewolf's strategy, in front of them are the servants who have served the Goddess of the Night for more than a hundred years, and behind them are the terrifying beings of the Holy Domain, and they and Brigitte, a group of high-level and even golden realm powers, are like mustard in their eyes.

Aaron now finally understood why even the mighty silver dragon Christina didn't dare approach the Temple of the Night until she was injured. As long as there is anything related to the gods, it is not something that ordinary forces can spy on.

Aaron's heart turned a thousand times, and it took a long time to reluctantly squeeze out a smile, and forced him to calm down: "I also hope that the high priest can give us a reasonable explanation for the valley." Alas, this move really chills our outsiders!"

Having said that, the tone betrayed Aaron ruthlessly, because every orc in the square heard the fear in Aaron's tone at once.

From the moment the High Priest appeared, Aaron had left the thought of judging the High Priest behind him. Let Brigitte do it, she doesn't have any turning back anyway. If Aaron were to risk his life to help her do this unfortunate usurpation, he would never do it.

As soon as Aaron's words came out, Vermaelen, the city lord of Portosi City on the side, also took the opportunity to say: "Vermaelen of Portosi City has seen the high priest, and he has the courage to ask the high priest to tell me the whereabouts of my brother Rodville. My two brothers have been separated for many years, and now I have finally received a glimmer of news from him, and I have asked the high priest to tell the truth, and I am grateful to Vermalen!"

Vermaelen's move surprised everyone who came with him at once, and Alun was even more surprised, he didn't expect that this guy's ability to see the wind was not under him. Just now, he still led the elite of his guards to come with a murderous spirit, and in the blink of an eye, he came to find the younger brother who was expelled by himself......

The Grand Chief of the Visigano Tribe, Jagielka, sneered when he heard this, and sneered: "Hmph, hypocritical and shameless villain! Enough, you cowards, cowards, wait until the fight is over!"

Jagielka's sarcasm made Vermaelen laugh helplessly, but he didn't refute the former's sarcasm! Aaron's face was as usual, anyway, he had already made up his mind, even if he wanted to fight, he would let the werewolf behind him fight with Madeleine for a while.

Death, Aaron is not afraid, but he is not willing to serve as cannon fodder for others to send him to death. Even if you die, it depends on whether it is worth it or not.

The High Priest chuckled lightly and smiled at Aaron, "When this is over, I will give you an explanation!" As for you, Vermaelen...... The High Priest turned to Vermaelen and said, "If you really want to find Rodwell, I want you to ask Priest Gerald, I believe he will tell you!"

As soon as Madeleine's voice fell, her eyes as deep as a black hole swept towards Jagielka, and in an instant, his infinite battle intent froze.

The other temple priests and elders were silent at the moment, and none of them dared to take the lead in meeting the first wave of the high priest's attack.

The situation in the square was at an impasse, and the werewolf in the sky suddenly moved at this moment. When he reappeared, he was already suspended less than twenty meters in front of High Priest Madeleine, and a purple-brown wall of fire had already appeared out of thin air in front of him.

Werewolf Guyton emitted an emerald green light, slowly staring at Madeleine's eyes that released the darkness of the night, and said expressionlessly and indifferently: "Madeleine, if you can lend me the Moonlit Night Divine Comedy, I, Guyton, will leave immediately, and I will leave without caring about your lynx!"

The High Priest's face changed slightly when he heard this, and a cold light appeared in his deep pupils, and he said, "If Lord Guyton leaves now, the great goddess of the night will treat you as never coming!"

Werewolf Guyton had already had an extra dagger shaped like a wolf's tooth in his hand at some point, and countless thin magic runes weaved a round of strange and strange trajectories wrapped around the dagger, and a crazy and extremely violent aura instantly rushed into the sky, and the black fog that shrouded the forest was also thinner a lot.

Guyton gently stroked the dagger, revealing a rare gentleness in his pale yellow pupils, but then disappeared without a trace.

"Bloodthirsty Fang is in my hands, Madeleine, you are no match for me. I swear in the name of the beast god, "Moonlit Night Divine Comedy" borrowed from me, and it will be returned within seven days!"

Although the high priest already has the twelfth level strength of the golden peak, he can borrow the divine power of the goddess by virtue of his status as a divine servant and obtain the power to compete with the powerhouses of the holy realm. However, the borrowed power is not its own after all. The werewolf Getton not only has the terrifying power of the middle level of the Sanctuary, but also obtained the bloodthirsty tooth not long ago, and Gaton doesn't care too much about the high priest at the moment.

Madeleine knew that Guyton's persistence and self-esteem were known among werewolves, and that the orcs talked about the legendary powerhouse far more about his persistence and self-esteem than about his strength.

Since Guyton has already released his words in front of more than a dozen characters with heads and faces, if he can't get "Moonlit Night Divine Comedy", I'm afraid he will definitely not give up!

Now that the words have come to this, it is useless for Madeleine to say more, "The Divine Comedy of a Moonlit Night" is a sacred female object, how can it be peeped at by werewolves?

Madeleine's chest suddenly brightened, and a black blinding light instantly rose into the sky, merging with the boundless black mist that enveloped the forest. The endless night seemed to tremble and condense as if in substance, pressing down over the temple and the square at a speed visible to the naked eye. The sky seemed to be about to collapse and collapse, and the terrifying power of destroying the world instantly suppressed everyone.

"Guyton, it's not necessarily a good thing to be overconfident!" said High Priest Madeleine's voice, which seemed to ring in everyone's ears from the distant sky.

"Hmph, Madeleine, maybe it's you!" replied Guyton without flinching.

"Anywhere else, I may not be your opponent! But in this Temple of the Night, the Temple of the Great Goddess of the Night, you have only - defeat!"

The High Priest unexpectedly broke through the confines of the Sanctuary and slowly soared up, suspended in the thick clouds of black mist condensation. The cold wind continued to blow against her thin body, and her long white hair and holy priestly garments danced in the wind. Her voice was like thunder, and the ground trembled:

"Guyton! Leave or die!"

Madeleine's right hand was raised suddenly, and her outstretched index finger suddenly swung out a pillar of thunder several meters thick and slammed into the werewolf Guyton.

Even Aaron, who had already retreated hundreds of meters, could feel the earth-destroying energy from the falling thunder pillar. However, Werewolf Guyton did not dodge and let the thunder pillar hit his head.

There was a loud bang, and sand and gravel flew.

"Too ...... It's terrifying!"

Suddenly, a sneer suddenly came out of the flying dust: "Haha, is this the only power that can judge my life and death?"

When the flying dust and black fog gradually receded, a deep pit four or five meters wide appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and then a blue light instantly jumped up and pointed directly at the high priest Madeleine.

Bloodthirsty Fangs swooped out two bolts of lightning, one red and one green, piercing Madeleine's eyes like a viper.

Just as two bolts of lightning were about to pierce Madeleine's eyes, two fingers suddenly appeared in Guyton's eyes, seemingly extremely slow, but just right to get stuck between Bloodthirsty Fang and Madeleine's eyes.

An extremely small black dot also appeared on those two fingers out of thin air. This black dot existed as if it was as lonely as a transcendent object, and a powerful and inexplicable aura emanated from it, even making the heart of the Sacred Domain powerhouse as calm as a mirror and unable to help but have no wind and waves.

With a flick of his wrist, Bloodthirsty Fang suddenly changed direction, and in an instant, he shot out a myriad of sharp rays of light. That black dot also seemed to expand countless times with time, swallowing up all the countless fighting energy rays that pierced the bloodthirsty fangs, and the darkness once again took over.

With a miss, Guyton tapped the void with his toes, and retreated hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye, staring at the mysterious black dot with a fierce gaze, his eyes showing a greedy brilliance, and exclaimed, "The night is infinite?"

Madeleine's face showed a hint of fatigue, and circles of black mist like substance continued to pour into her body, quickly replenishing the power she had just squandered.

"Legend has it that the infinite power of the night is the origin divine power of the goddess of the night, and it seems that the Divine Comedy of the Night is really in your hands!" Guyton's eyes gradually glowed red, and the aura on his body became more and more powerful.

Hearing Guyton's words, Madeleine's face changed slightly, her eyes showed a look of surprise, and she said lightly: "Guyton, knowing too many things may not be a good thing!"

Before the words fell, Madeleine suddenly stretched out her hands, and in an instant, countless pillars of thunder and lightning quickly formed. When Madeleine pointed her hands at Guyton, an overwhelming net completely enveloped Guyton's body in an area of hundreds of meters.

The air was filled with white, blood-red thunder and lightning that filled it with unimaginable energy, and once one of the thunderbolts hit its target, all the thunder energy would rush away in that instant.

Seeing that Guyton's body was about to be overwhelmed by thunder and lightning, a force containing a crazy bloodthirsty aura burst out, and a wolf head formed by countless bloodthirsty breaths loomed, and it actually tore the Dao Thunder Power Grid to pieces, even the black fog that shrouded the sky faded a lot.

That's when Guyton showed his true power—Sanctuary!

In the void, Guyton stepped out of the wolf's bloody jaw, and the soft leather armor on his body seemed to be poured with a thin, faint earthy brown light spot by some magical power. The point of light may seem inconspicuous, but just by looking at the fact that it can completely block a few lightning bolts that bombard the soft leather armor, it is easy to know that the value of this soft leather armor is definitely not under the bloodthirsty fangs.