As soon as the man who called himself Lancelot finished speaking, Hilton went straight down.

Just now I saw Asa looking at the tree with a strange look, and Hilton and Jessica also rushed up. But at first glance, the two of them were also dumbfounded. When Lancelot looked this way, as soon as the words came out, Hilton's body shook and he fell down and fell hard. Before he could get up on the ground, Hilton's mouth began to shout, "It's Lancelot." , that's the legendary Lancelot. , why did the legendary paladins come here?* and bring so many people?*, are you going to raze this place?" He stood up and shouted at Asa as if he had suddenly remembered something. "Boss, your face, your face. Run. ”

Asa also awoke from his excessive shock. The appearance of this group of people, especially the man named Lancelot at the head, shocked him too much. Originally expecting to arrive were two or three necromantic masters, but unexpectedly, it was a cardinal and the Megatron Continent's Templar Captain, four Templars, and ten Templars. This immediately made all the plans he had prepared in his head a mess. Thanks to Hilton's roar at this time, he was awakened, the Necromancer's main target was the Leaf of the World Tree, and the Templar's target was undoubtedly him, the continent's most wanted criminal, who had revealed his true face.

The druids and old man Bill turned and ran in the direction of the elven residence when they heard Lancet's voice, they were also heinous heretics and blasphemers in the eyes of the metropolis, and if they were caught, they would be dead.

Lancelot's words undoubtedly caused the elven elders in the depths of the forest to react, and the mutations caused by the natural magic around the Templars stopped. But their pace has not been accelerated because of the disappearance of obstacles, or their pace, bearing, and momentum have never been affected by changes in the outside world, and they are still so unhurried, mighty, and calm, but in the blink of an eye, they are already much closer.

Asa turned and jumped to another big tree next to Emperor Ming. One last glance at the group he saw that two people except Lancelot had also set their eyes on him. One was Cardinal Adra, and the other was one of the last ten Templars, and he smiled at Asa. The smile is good-looking, very kind and friendly.

For some reason, the Templar's appearance and smile gave Asa no worse than Lancelot's glance, but Asa was not shocked, but rather a strange trance.

"The power of God is like a prison, and the majesty of the Lord is determined. The cardinal's voice came, bright and soft, without the slightest hint of fireworks. But in mid-air, Asa's body immediately stiffened. Unable to control his body anymore, he stumbled on a branch and fell down like a piece of wood.

Jessica had been stunned since the tree saw the Templars and the group, until she saw Asa fall, and then jumped off the ground. Together with Hilton, he dragged the puppet-like Asa and ran in the opposite direction from the Templars.

The resounding words of the Templar Commander reached the ears of every elf in the forests of Turalia, including the fleeing thieves and the chasing Lua, as well as the elves who had been semi-encircling the moving black territory.

With the help of the other thieves, Helika had escaped from the thorns and ran outside with Alsis in tow. Unfortunately, they fled in the same direction the Templars had come.

Lancelot's words sent a look of horror on the faces of all the thieves. Even more frightened than when he saw the scorpion that was bigger than a cow just now, even Helikha was inside. Even if there was a glimmer of hope for the encirclement of the protruding elves, he would never have thought that he would escape at the hands of so many Templars.

Elven Patrol Kailin finally gathered her fighting spirit again, and pulled out the black bow in her hand. There were still no arrows on the bow, and just like the arrow that had taken down Assadi just now, this bow was to shoot out the user's fighting spirit and strength.

There are tens of thousands of elves in the forests of Turalea. Kai Lin is the only one who can practice fighting qi, not only because the elves don't like to fight by nature, but also because her martial arts talent is quite high. But just now, with all her strength, she only pulled the pitch-black longbow halfway apart, and after shooting an arrow, her fighting spirit and body collapsed to the bottom, and there was no way to continue.

This time, the target of the arrow that gathered her whole body's fighting energy and strength naturally could not be wrong, she had already learned from the mouths of the surrounding elves that the big man in the field who looked like a muscle monster was the real culprit, and she bent her bow. Aim, let go.

It's a pity that this time it still didn't hit. At the moment when Kailin let go, Cilica turned around, and the huge body of muscles and muscles actually showed the same softness and agility as a cat. The green light passed silently.

Although Helika was panicked, angry, and almost hysterical when she heard Lancelot's voice, the instincts that had been soaked in decades of killing and fighting were still there, and they had become part of the soul of this monstrous mob. No matter how angry and out of control his mind was, almost with his instinct to fight and avoid danger, he had always kept an eye out for the female elf who had helped him shoot an opponent he couldn't cope with a single arrow. He began to dodge before the elf let go, and finally did not get hit by the green light that was too fast to catch with the naked eye.

Just silently brushed his side, and the muscles that were difficult to hurt with a sword and sword were immediately lifted like soft mud, and flesh and blood flew sideways. Then the parts of the five thieves behind him also conjured up a bowl-sized void in the same straight line, one of the shorter heads was completely gone, two were half gone, one was in the middle of the chest, and the other was almost completely absent from the neck and shoulders, leaving only a layer of skin and clothes attached together.

A thief fell silently, and a rain of blood followed, clean and silent, as if all the images that had been penetrated were tangible and insubstantial.

'Bell'. The deafening noise was coming from the Templars, and the green light passed through several thieves and then went straight at Bishop Adela in that direction. Fortunately, Lancelot waved his hand and blocked it with the sword that had not yet had time to unsheath, so that the cardinal did not end up with a hole in his chest.

Metal shards splattered, and the scabbard shattered under the arrow. Lancelot's body also shook slightly, and he looked at the elven female patrol in surprise.

Only then did Bishop Adela react, and his face, which had always had been smiling kindly and softly, suddenly turned pale, then flushed again, and gave him a fierce look at the female elf who had shot the arrow.

"Those thieves actually created a necromantic territory...... It seems that there is not a simple ...... behind this group of thieves," Lancelot frowned and looked at the black area in front of him, turning his head to Adela and said. "Please dispel these evil things, Your Excellency. ”

Adela closed her eyes and began to recite the prayer. Ten Templars and four Templars pointed their weapons at the Redcoats, the glow of white magic shining over them and converging on Adela's body. Gradually, the white magic light on the cardinal's body brightened to the point of dazzling, and even his own silhouette was drowned in the light.

“...... With the light of the Lord, cleanse all things in the world and restore their original purity...... "Adela chanted the simplest of white magic, the prayer of purification. This kind of low-level magic can be instantaneous as long as it is at the level of a bishop, but Ade's is chanting it one by one, like a buying priest who has just begun to learn white magic. At the end of the prayer, he pointed to the sky with one hand, and a surging but soft and pure wave of magic erupted around him along with white light.

Under the illumination of this white light, the black area was dispersed without a trace in an instant, like black smoke under a strong wind. The scroll behind Isis melted like ice in a furnace in the light, and finally disappeared along with the surrounding black area.

This white purifying light is far more than dispelling the black area, and radiates farther and wider with a hundredfold majesty and momentum. The viscous factor in the air returned to its original state, and the mutated poisonous insects summoned by the elven mages immediately turned back into their prototypes under the fluctuations of purification, and even the deadwood guards froze under the light. Even the entire elven magic enchantment seemed to tremble under this super-large and powerful purification magic.

After the light passed, Adela regained her original form. All the elves were watching him, and even the thieves were looking in awe at the cardinal, who was like a statue forged by the light. But Adela didn't pay any attention to these glances, he was looking at one place, only a few deadwood guards were still moving slightly, and the poisonous insects were still in their original state, circling around the elven girl holding a green patch.

The expression on the cardinal's face reverted to that kind and soft smile, even gentler and more beautiful. And there was a light in his eyes.

"They seem to want to escape. Lancelot's dark eyes didn't pay attention to anything here, only locked on the hastily distant figures behind the elves. "Adric, Christine come with me, and the others are here to help Bishop Adela deal with these thieves. ”

Lancelot and the two Templars he had nominated sped up in shape, and the glow of the Radiant Armor sent three white bands of light through the air and swept into the distance.

Among the two Templars who remained here was Talis. She looked at Helikar's eyes with rage, and as soon as Lancelot left, before Adela could say anything, she rushed towards Helikari with her sword in hand.