As soon as Bishop Inham appeared, what was originally the orc slaughter of the bishops immediately turned into a massacre of the orcs.

Even the other cardinals were far from expecting that this person, who had just taken up the position of cardinal only because of the promotion of the Pope, would have such a high level of magical attainment. And what is higher is not his magical attainments, but the means and skills of killing.

Three walls of fire crisscrossed the orc pile, and the angles and directions were just right, involving more than a dozen orcs and screaming miserably, and at the same time just dividing the remaining orcs into several parts. Instead of hiding behind the elemental giants with the other bishops, Inham instead met the werewolves who rushed forward.

A meteor hammer half the size of his body grazed his nose, and Inham didn't blink his eyes, but reached out and shook the werewolf's wrist past him, and his artist-like slender fingers sank into the wrist thicker than an ordinary calf's like flour, and then jumped up. The werewolf, who had only been shaken hands, let out a strange scream that shattered into fifty or sixty pieces as if he had been stabbed fifty or sixty times, and immediately fell to the ground, his tongue sticking out of his open mouth, and the blood gushing out of his mouth was full of fragments of internal organs.

Jumping up Inham was still in mid-air when he ushered in an ogre, his hands were slightly pointed outward, and the two force field shields made the ogre's two huge claws that were about to close slammed together, and he had already taken the opportunity to pounce on the ogre's shoulder, and his hand was on the ogre's small ear, which was one of the few places where the ogre's body was heavily armored and even his head was shrouded. With a pop, a finger-thick icicle with blood poured out of the ogre's other ear, and the huge fortress-like monster fell in a daze.

He didn't even fall to the ground, he dodged another werewolf attack with his feather fall technique in the air, and jumped up again with his foot on the werewolf's head. And the werewolf's two eyes flew out directly, and the ears and nostrils all spewed out a bloody mist. It was as if someone had lit a huge cannon in its head.

Inham's movements were not at all like that of a magician, more agile and lighter than the average thief, and no thief could have been as graceful as him in this dangerous battle, and every movement seemed to be relaxed and rhythmic. It's like dancing. As soon as he touched and left, the orc fell, and he often didn't even have a trace of blood on his body. The rest of the cardinals, who had not experienced much of the battle, were completely stunned when they looked at him.

More than a dozen of the most ferocious orcs had fallen to his hands in the midst of his leap and fall, and the rest were no match for the combined forces of the Elemental Giants and the Templars, and they fled in all directions with strange screams.

"God above, Bishop Inham, thanks to you. I can't imagine that your skills are so good. ”

"Thank you for the Lord's protection and give us the strength to eradicate these beasts," Inham nodded to the other bishops, looking at ease. It seems that the fight just now is just a pat on the dust on the body. He walked up to Talis, looked at Talis in her arms, and asked lightly, "Knight Talis, what's the matter with this little girl?"

"It's none of your business. Talis hugged Aime and stepped back. She knew the cardinal's true identity. And just now, when he no longer disguised his strength and slaughtered the surrounding orc lands without any scruples, Talis could feel that his attention was actually on herself all the time, as well as holding Aimee. Killing the orcs at a rapid pace was just him sweeping away something in the way.

Although the words are still elegant and measured. But Bishop Inham's demeanor seemed to be a little different from usual. Maybe it was because he had killed so many orcs with a light lift just now, and now Talis, who was staring at her, actually felt a chill down her spine.

A bishop next to him said, "This little girl was teleported here with a teleportation scroll just now, and she seems to have been frightened." Do you know, Bishop Inham? ”

"Of course I do. I see. The cardinal smiled faintly, his eyes slackening. "I thought she was here with Knight Talis. With a wave of her hand, Talis didn't have time to react. A faint magical light hit Ai Yimei's forehead, and it was a very rare spiritual magic.

"Ah, sister?" Ai Yimei's eyes lit up and she came to her senses. I saw Talis holding her, and then I saw Bishop Inham. "Is that you?"

"How's that, little girl, have you brought anything with you?" asked Inham faintly.

"Brought it, but ......" Aimeh struggled out of Talis's grasp, reaching into her arms. But what he took out was a strangely shaped dagger. "Someone asked me to bring you a message to remind you not to play tricks. ”

"Naturally I wouldn't, she should know I wouldn't dare. You can rest assured. Inham didn't take the dagger, but nodded, a little unsightly agitation on his face.

"Good. Ai Yimei then took out an emerald green leaf from her bosom. Even though there are screams and screams everywhere, and the air is full of battlefields of violence and death, this green color can still make those who see it feel that business is thriving.

Looking at the leaves, Inham's eyes lit up, but the moment he reached out to grab the leaves, Talis grabbed Aimei and took him into her arms.

"What are you doing? Where did you get this leaf? You can't give it to this person. ”

"You let go. "Aiyime is struggling. But Talis refused to let go, and picked her up and hurried back.

The light in Bishop Inham's eyes suddenly turned murderous, and with a wave of his hand, a black line stretched out from his finger. This is close at hand, but the gains and losses have made him lose the last patience. But as soon as his fingers were waved, his face showed a look of horror, and he turned his head to look at the other side, and the magic that was already on the bow could not even be released.

Talis, who was holding Aimeh, was just as surprised, and turned her head in this direction with the same horror on her face.

Murderous aura, which can make them all forget even such important things at the same time, can only react from the deepest instinct with murderous aura. And it's the kind that completely envelops them, swallows them up. Make them feel small, like the monstrous murderous aura that will shatter the bones when they touch it. And there is only one person who can emit such a murderous aura.

When Inham had not attracted the attention of any of the bishops when he was talking to Aimei, the circumstances around them did not give them time to care about such seemingly inconsequential matters. They are here to support the fighting grounds. And when they dealt with the orcs in front of them, the most conspicuous and important thing they saw was Lancelot and Gru.

In fact, it was just two people, and they were still and motionless. Jing stood up straight, covered in blood, and only pointed his sword at the other party, walking over step by step. The two of them, who were moving slowly and slowly, were not swallowed up by the earth-shattering sound of fighting around them, the flesh and magic flying everywhere, and the background of the orcs and swordsmen who jumped and slashed, but they were more conspicuous.

No matter how fierce the battle was, no matter how desperately they fought hard, no orcs and swordsmen dared to approach them, not even the crazy bulls. A large area automatically cleared up around the two of them. As long as you focus on these two people, the hustle and bustle around them seems insignificant, as if they were nothing more than a group of ants fighting on the battlefield.

"It's the leader of Orfo who is facing Lord Lancelot, why don't you go and help?" asked the cardinal, a question common to all cardinals.

The subtle and grand momentum between the two could be felt even by a bear, and the cardinals did not say anything. But they still can't figure it out. Why don't the people around you flock to it. Group fights are clearly more effective than heads-up.

"Can't go, it's dangerous. "As warriors, the two Templars naturally know much better than the bishops that they are two active volcanoes that can explode at any moment.

"How dangerous can it be? These cardinals here have joined forces to cast spells, and even if they are legendary dragons, they may not be able to resist them. At least it was much better than Lord Lancelot fighting him alone. The two Templars couldn't explain it in their eagerness, and the cardinals were chanting the prayer at the same time. Together, they unleashed the paralysis of white magic on Gru.

"Divine power is like hell...... Decide. "Even if the white magic cultivation of these cardinals can't catch up with the Pope, it's not far behind, and the combined power is by no means something that any creature can match. Although Gru was nearly a hundred meters away from them, he stood still and was almost indistinguishable from a target. As several cardinals pointed at the same time, dense points of white magic appeared around Grudi's body.

Gru stiffened, and though he didn't move, the subtle momentum stalled heavily. Oddly enough. Lancelot's magnificent sword aura and sword momentum did not take the opportunity to sweep out of control, and his steps actually stumbled at the same time.

The stiffness and stagnation lasted only a brief half-blink of an eye, and Gru turned his head sharply to look at the cardinals. This paralysis technique that combined several top white mages actually only made him stiffen for half a blink. And the look of his U-turn sent the two cardinals to sit on the ground. They felt like they had burned the ass of one of the strongest, fiercest, bloodthirsty, and half-insane Beamon beasts with a red-hot rod.

"Look for death. Gru's voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly. Instead of rushing straight at him, he lifted his foot on the spot, then turned and kicked hard.

Bang. Gru kicked the ground, and a large cloud of sand and gravel flew from his feet and shot at the cardinals in a dense manner. This kick contained the momentum and strength that he had been accumulating that he was originally going to use to fight Lancelot, not only his full strength, but also the murderous aura and anger that had reached the limit when he was interrupted by someone and interrupted by someone's sneak attack.

The speed of this piece of sand and stone is faster than any magic, and the momentum and wind breaking sound are far from being matched by any magic, and in the blink of an eye, it seems that Gru's kick is directly in front of them.

"Get down. The two Templars were too late to roar. Moreover, the bishops were already a little frightened under the terrifying murderous aura that suddenly reached the soul, and they did not react after hearing it.

Only one Templar was able to lay down at the same time as he shouted, and as warriors, they reacted much faster to this naked horror and murderous aura than the bishops.

But one of them tried to pull the cardinal next to him, and he fell down a little slowly.

The sound of a rotten towel being torn violently was only amplified countless times. The more than ten bishops who were still standing here just now, the cardinals all flew out and scattered, and the dense and powerful sand and stone were like grinding puddings, and the more than ten ** bodies that had not had time to have any protection were directly torn into a large piece of scattered flesh and blood.

Even the Templar who had fallen in time couldn't really dodge, as a few rocks stuck to the ground had smashed his head to pieces, and he was the only one left with a fairly intact corpse, the rest of the corpse was a mass of broken and bloodstained ground behind him, and more flew out with the gravel.

Rumble. The sand storm struck a house behind it, and the whole house collapsed.

Only one man stood up after the gravel storm. It's Bishop Inham. Only he could react in time after feeling this murderous aura and seeing the large expanse of sand and gravel coming from the air. The scope of this piece of sand and gravel is too wide to dodge, and he can no longer maintain his graceful demeanor at this time, so he can only roll to the ground. However, he differed from the Templar in that he used magic as he rolled to the ground, a tall, but extremely thick wall of earth that instantly rose out of the ground and blocked in front of him. Although he looked a little disgraced after the earth and rocks flew, he was safe.

His face changed as he stood up, as he saw Talis's figure with the Holy Guardian Shield rushing towards the Great Hall of Light.

Gru gasped, this kick really drained his energy and accumulated momentum.

At this time, Lancelot had already turned into a white sword light, and Changhong slashed towards him. Even if his rhythm and feel were completely disrupted, at least he didn't consume it. Originally, he had to rely on the step-by-step pressure of his sword to compete with Gru's momentum, but it was only after this moment that he regained the upper hand. At the cost of the lives of more than a dozen cardinals.