Is Immorton a reckless man who has no brains and only knows how to punch and rush? No, how can a man who can be a priest of the Pharaoh be a reckless man?

Just when Immorton was about to engage the ascetics at close range, he saw one of his hands, and the wide robe suddenly burst out of a thick black gas mixed with a large amount of yellow sand, and the black gas quickly surged, turning into a whirlwind with strong wind pressure, and Immorton's whole person turned into a sandstorm and swept towards the ascetic.

The black wind mixed with countless grains of sand swallowed the ascetics by surprise. Feng Xifan, who was following behind Immorton, was stunned to see this great change, and he couldn't react for a while, didn't he just say that all the ascetics belonged to him? Why didn't Immorton play his cards according to the routine, and didn't go to St. Anthony at all, but unexpectedly put the ascetics in first?

Even St. Anthony, who had retreated some distance, was not good, and he trembled and pointed at the black wheal and cursed loudly, ignoring his weak body: "Damned heretic, untrustworthy fellow, despicable!

At this time, the black wheal was raging, and from time to time the wisps of linen fibers could be seen being torn and flying, and occasionally a light would light up like lightning, but it would be suppressed by the wind in an instant. Even St. Anthony's frail body could be faintly heard, and the constant howling wind faintly brought a scream, and it was clear that something had happened to the ascetic.

The withered palm of the's claw clutched the vine staff, and St. Anthony's expression began to calm down, already out of anger. Although his body was thin and weak, the whole person did not look angry and arrogant, and the two ascetics who had been supporting him subconsciously let go of their arms and took two steps back slightly to show their awe.

A few short and powerful prayers rang out from St. Anthony's mouth, followed by an old and vigorous shout: "Divine sanction!"

A cross composed entirely of holy light suddenly descended from the sky, striking the black wheal with precision. After the holy light with the nature of destroying evil came into contact with the black wheals formed by the divine power of the underworld, the holy light and the divine power of the underworld continued to consume each other, and immediately set off a boiling boil like boiling water into an oil pot.

The oppressive force of the divine sanction also seriously disturbed Immorton's spell, and slowly the wind gradually stopped, and a large amount of yellow sand in the wheal began to settle, and the scene was gradually visible.

Since his spell was destroyed, Immorton simply stopped, collected the divine power of the underworld on his body, and changed to the solar divine power carried by the Sun Golden Sutra, and gently raised his hand to hold the Holy Light Cross that slowly fell with him in his hand.

Even the Holy Light Cross, which was shrunk by counteracting the divine power of Hades, contained a large amount of light elements, which was tantamount to a poison for those who used the power of darkness or the power of death, but Immorton held it so easily in his hand, this unusual discovery made St. Anthony's eyes freeze suddenly.

Just when Immorton turned into a black wheal, St. Anthony knew that he had underestimated and mistaken this bald man, who was armed with a scimitar and who was burly and was an illusion, and that he was not a warrior at all, but an evil mage.

But now Immorton was completely undeterred by the Holy Light Cross, and easily held the Holy Light Cross, which made St. Anthony feel horrified. You must know that the Holy Light Cross contains a huge amount of light elements, except for the elemental body that has been completely transformed into the light element, even in his heyday, he may not dare to touch it directly with the palm of his hand, but this bald evil mage has done it so easily and naturally, which simply subverts St. Anthony's cognition.

At this time, all the attention of St. Anthony was on Immorton's body, and he didn't notice at all that the dozens of ascetics who were swept into the wheal, some of them were led by several elders of the ascetics who had cultivated extremely deep in the Holy Light, although they were covered in yellow sand, but their bodies were only slightly embarrassed under the protection of the Light Divine Technique.

However, there were still many ascetics who did not unite with their companions in time, and were constantly beaten and crushed by the yellow sand in the wind and sand, and had already turned into a mass of bloody corpses. It is a great irony that these last hole cards that the Church of Light has painstakingly cultivated for decades and have not used have been easily killed in the first battle of the present world without doing anything.

When St. Anthony's eyes were on the embarrassed ascetics, the great loss inflicted by Immorton made the ascetic leader instantly angry. These ascetics are the most devout priests selected by the Church from among the countless believers in the past decades, and through countless hardships, they have forged their strong will and pious faith, so that their belief in the God of Light has reached the level of fanatics.

The power of faith provided by these dozens of people to the God of Light is comparable to the sum of the faith of a small country, not to mention that the magic and martial arts they possess are a powerful force in themselves. And it was these most valuable forces of the Church of Light that were beaten by a bald man who appeared inexplicably, and even suffered heavy casualties.

It can be said that if St. Anthony was not old enough, such a command error would have been enough for him to spend the rest of his life in prison in the Inquisition. Even so, St. Anthony's heart was dripping with blood like a knife.

After decades of penance, St. Anthony had already regarded these ascetics as his own sons and nephews, and because he had dedicated his life to the gods, in the eyes of St. Anthony, who had no children for life, these ascetics were the continuation of his will.

The calm Neil Pullett, the wandering Noah Yates, the loyal Wayne Evans, and the big Keno all had their habitual traits in St. Anthony's mind, slowly turning into pools of bloody corpses on the ground.

"You...... You...... Damn you! Accept the punishment of the god of light! punish you in the name of God!" St. Anthony shouted loudly, holding on to his weakened body, pointing his cane staff at Immorton. At the same time, the front of his vine staff erupted with intense light elemental rays, like the sun rays of the sun priests, shooting towards Immorton like a sharp sword.

Although Immorton had already converted the divine power in his body into the solar divine power of the Sun Golden Sutra at this time, he still didn't dare to take it hard in the face of St. Anthony's Light Divine Technique. After seeing St. Anthony's spell casting action, Immorton hurriedly pulled away his magic robe, dropped the Holy Light Cross in his hand, and then applied a spell shield to himself.