As the fire phoenix's tens of meters wide behemoth body was split in two, the fire clouds in the sky disappeared. The white rain of light was gone, and only the black sky still had traces of the white light, and everything was cut off under this sword, disappearing without a trace.

The two bodies of the phoenix fell to the ground, and flames still appeared, but the flames were far less fierce than just now. After the flames, the phoenix's body became a pile of ashes again. The surrounding fire elementals were still gathering towards the pile of ashes, but this time they were gathering very slowly. The groundbreaking sword contained more than just power, its influence had spread to the level of space and elemental ions.

With a bang, the decapitating giant sword was heavily inserted into the pile of phoenix ashes, like a majestic monument. There was a slight cracking sound that was faint in comparison, and several crystal shards flew out. The fluctuations of the fire elemental in the air were like a giant's dying sigh, and finally stirred up, and finally calmed down completely, returning to the most primitive silence.

The entire Radiant Castle was boiling, and everyone saw that this ancient hand divine beast, known as the immortal bird, had finally fallen under the sword of the archangel.

The archangel's golden-bearded face remained expressionless, as if the countless worships and cheers at his feet had nothing to do with him, and he looked down at Asa.

Asa could not see it, but he could feel it, he felt the majesty and pressure of the mountain tilting all over his head, and he knew that the archangel had turned his attention to him. He suddenly strengthened his hand, slashed it with all his strength, and roared angrily: "Get out." ”

From the moment he asked the phoenix to pounce on the archangel, he wanted to take the opportunity to flee outside, but he couldn't escape.

Lancelot had switched to the Phoenix, and the swordsman and priest had been drawn to the earth-shattering battle above, which had been a great opportunity. As long as he is allowed to stand out in this circle, no one will be able to catch him and surround him. And it only takes two or three seconds. But just as he was about to move and rush out, a man stopped him.

This person turned out to be Talis who had been in the cell.

The Templars had already torn down the cell to the skeleton. The aftermath of the battle between the archangel and the phoenix completely shattered the place into ruins. Talis had been standing by and watching quietly, whether it was Asa fleeing, Lancelot chasing, or the prayers and battles of the priests and magicians, she was standing there and watching, but her expression was always strange. As she saw Asa rushing outward, she gritted her teeth, grabbed the sword of a Templar and rushed forward to block it.

"Are you crazy? Asa slashed at him, and while he was surprised that Talis would be in the way at this most critical time, he knew it wasn't the time to be surprised. Whoever is in front can only split it with one sword.

Talis barely held the sword and staggered back, she gritted her teeth again, as if with great strength before she shouted, "Stop this man, he will escape." ”

Just this stop, this sound, the surrounding Templars all reacted. Although their minds were attracted by the battle in the sky, after all, they were long-trained warriors, and dozens of people immediately rushed up.

"Sister Talis, why are you ......" Ai Yimei's face was full of disbelief.

Talis didn't answer. Didn't even look at her. He raised his sword again and rushed towards Asa like crazy. The rain of light in the air had disappeared, and the rich white magic that filled the air had gradually subsided, and the two necromantic knights had begun to gradually regain their mobility, but the Templars who had surged around them had been tightly contained.

"Brother Asa, leave me alone, you can leave by yourself...... Don't fight. Aimeh screamed in Asa's arms, but she didn't dare to move.

Asa's face turned pale, and the knife he slashed at Talis was heavier than the other. One knife is more urgent than the other, and Talis is extremely difficult to resist. But no matter how hard it was, she didn't retreat and dodge, and Asa was indeed blocked by her. Although the Templars next to him continued to come up to help, most of them were slashed and staggered back.

If it weren't for Talis, if there weren't dozens of sanctuaries here but only a few, the elite swordsmen specially recruited by these churches might still be able to deal with Asa, but there were dozens of people around, and Lancelot's disciples were in front of them, and everyone unconsciously cringed a little. The dark and bloody aura emanating from that knife was like a torch in the night in this newly abundant white magic realm, and even the naked eye could see the bloody magic fluctuations looming in the black, and even a single piece of wood could guess what the consequences would be if it was slashed by such a knife.

Only Talis didn't take a step back, more than half of the attack was taken by herself, she seemed to have no scruples at all, she was not afraid that the knife with a strange aura would cut at her body, every move and every attempt was a fierce and lose-lose style.

Under such circumstances, Asa realized that the swordsmanship of this woman, who had never seemed to be too smart and not too powerful, was completely beyond his previous impression. It was the result of talent and Lancelot's many years of teaching. Although Asa has the upper hand in terms of strength, he can't force her away in two or three strokes.

It wasn't until he felt that the fire elemental fluctuations in the air had completely subsided, and the incomparable pressure from the archangel was like a mountain, that Asa let go of Aiyime and roared with all his might. He knew this was the last chance, and if it wasn't now, it really wouldn't be forever.

This blow was a real all-out sword, and the black sword light was like a sudden black frenzy, completely covering up Youlisi's sword light. The surrounding Templars who were caught up in this sword were retreating, and everyone could see that such a sword could not be held up or stopped by them.

After all, there are countless companions around, as well as the god of war Lancelot, and there is that miraculous angel in the sky, even if he gives way and hides a little, this person should still not be able to escape. So it seems that no stupid person is willing to risk his life to block such a block.

But there was one person who didn't hide or let go. There is a long sword backhand of Lisi to hold back. With the blade of the sword, he held his arm and intersected his hands, and all the fighting energy and magic light gathered on his arm. She actually wanted to use her body to block this knife.

The white magic of the sky has dissipated, as if it has been dispelled by this sword. This overwhelming black is not only sword qi, but also necromantic magic corpse qi. Evil spirits. and enough to crush all living beings and wear out murderous spirits. In this way, the power of the momentum, murderous qi, sword qi and evil qi is all integrated, and only a master like Lancelot who has fused his mind, martial arts, and soul can use it, and this is also a knife that he can't resist except for such a master.

Even if Talis couldn't use such a blow, she would never fail to see the power of this blow, but she still gathered all her strength and fighting spirit to block the sword. Because as long as she doesn't let it, Assa's knife will only be swung solidly, and his body will be stunned, and then his momentum will be weak, leaving the best opportunity for others, and he will never be able to escape again.

The black sword aura was like a tide. Like thunder, the human land is more fragile than water-soaked bread in such a frenzy. There was not the slightest fear in Talis's eyes, not even strong emotions such as fighting spirit, only a strange calm, and sadness.

"Sister......" Ai Yimei's exclamation was completely drowned in the wind and momentum brought by this knife. Even if she didn't know martial arts, she could feel that Talis was blocking the knife, so that Asa would only be torn to shreds in one fell swoop.

There was a muffled sound, and the black storm all over the sky disappeared. All the swordsmen here are seasoned veterans. They can all hear it. It was a mixture of metal and bone shattering.

Talis was not wrenched to pieces, but flew out like a cannonball thrown by a trebuchet. With a thud, she slammed straight into a wall not far behind, collapsing and burying Talis underneath, but the blood she spewed out in the air was visible to all.

It wasn't just Talis who vomited blood, the corners of Asati's mouth were also soaked with blood, and he slashed Talis away. But I seem to be injured and can't move for the time being.

But even if he can't move, there are others who can. Surrounded by the Templars, Rodhart and Helika burst out.

The rain of white light summoned by the archangel had dissipated, and the white magic had gradually weakened in the air, and the movements of the two necromantic knights were slowly recovering, but it seemed to have a limited recovery, so that the Templars could work together to trap them. But just as Asa stabbed his body with this sword, the two necromantic knights let out a strange cry in unison, and black juice overflowed from their facial features at the same time. Then their movements were completely restored to the way they had been when they had just stormed the Shining Castle.

The two figures who had just struggled in the white magic of the Templars suddenly accelerated, and several of the Templars who surrounded them were directly knocked into the air, and then they rushed towards Asa and Aimei.

With the incredible speed and strength of these two monsters, as long as they really charged, almost no one could stop them. But as soon as their figures moved, a tall tower-like shadow suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the two of them. This is the archangel's decapitating greatsword.

The ground shook in the power of the giant sword, and the lower bodies of the two necromantic knights remained on this side of the sword, while the upper bodies continued to fly out by inertia. The hand holding the sword let go, and a finger the size of a man pointed at Asa, and Asa stiffened completely.

The archangel looked down without a hint of expression, and that supreme majesty could express what it should be expressed more than any expression.

The holy light surrounding the angel suddenly became strong at this time, and then this huge angel tens of meters tall slowly thinned out in the holy light, disappearing into the air like a shadow of illusion.

Amid the prayers of the priests in unison, the Pope, who had been standing upright like a statue in the Great Hall of Light, was now finally moving. He shook a little, then stumbled and fell to the ground.

Finally...... I didn't make it in time to upload this chapter on the first day of the Lunar New Year...... Just got home...... Forgiveness is one.

Congratulations to everyone on a happy new year......