"Al Grant, the angelic enemy of the sixty-eighth on the heresy list...... It's really a great credit, but why did he come here, he is not as crazy as the heretics in the heresy list, according to me, he should be a more rational person, and he should not come to the City of Angels for no reason. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Listening to Pol's words that seemed to be talking to himself, Lancer did not hesitate, and immediately told Pol all the things that happened in the Holy Sword Empire many years ago, without any concealment, after all, there was nothing wrong with Lancer in that matter back then, and Corseth was also their Nemo sect's dog, so there was no need to shy away from it at all, as long as it didn't let others know.

Knowing the grievances between Lancer and Al, Pol nodded and said, "So, the Angel Enemy has come to avenge you and Corseth, and he originally planned to control Alan Grant and lure you there, right?" ”

Bowing his head slightly, Lancer said, "That's right, Lord Pol, that's how this is, so I want to ...... Can we find a way to catch him all, so that Lord Pol can also enter the Garden of Ixun to see the true demeanor of our lord. ”

Upon hearing this, Pol's face showed a hint of fanaticism, he nodded, and said: "Yes, yes, this is a test for me by my lord, as long as I can catch the heresy of the angelic enemy, then I can truly enter the Garden of Izu." ”

As the words fell, Pol took a deep breath, he looked at Lancer, and said: "Lancer, my child, you have done the right thing, go and inform us Nemo faction people, in an hour I will set out to capture the angelic enemy, of course you can call Koseth, go or not, it is all up to him, after all, he belongs directly to the lord of the Ixon Garden, we can't force him." ”

Hearing Pol's command, Lancer immediately nodded, and after agreeing, he slowly withdrew from Bol's prayer room, as for lifting the curse on Alan, Lancer didn't mention it to Pol at all, and even if he did, it was impossible to really lift the curse on Alan immediately.

After all, the curses imposed by wizards are all the same as wizards, and if they remove the curse too quickly, then the wizard who imposed the curse will immediately sense it and escape, they don't want this result.

Although the Nemo faction's power in the Angel City is not comparable to that of the Merck faction, it is no problem to gather combat power at all.

Two fourth-level priests, two fourth-level paladins, six third-level priests including Lancer, and ten third-level paladins, the high-end forces of the City of Angels were almost half dispatched, and under the leadership of the fifth-level priest Cardinal Pol, they walked towards Alan's house in a mighty way, as for Cosey, he didn't follow their thoughts at all, and continued to stay in the underground space under the Angel Cathedral, doing his own secret experiments.

At this time, Ailan, with a collar composed of white holy light around his neck, his face was very ugly, although there was a continuous flow of divine words on this circle, resisting the curse on Alan's neck, but after all, it was a palliative thing, and Alan hated Lancer who turned himself into bait.

It's just that whenever he sees Cardinal Pol walking in front of him, Alan doesn't dare to have any thoughts of resistance, because he knows very well that in the face of this strong man who controls one-third of the City of Angels, as long as the other party's mind moves, he will immediately disappear into this world, and no one will care.

After a stumble, Alan glared at him viciously and bumped into him, but the father and son seemed to be fine, and while scolding Lancer for his dishonesty, he had to continue to lead the way.

In about ten minutes, Alan took Pol and the others to his house.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is my home, and the heretic of Al Grant told me to bring Lancer, Lord Lancer, to this place. ”

As soon as he heard Alan's words, Pol immediately raised his hand slightly, and suddenly a group of strong people, including Lancer, completely surrounded Alan's home.

Looking at the holy light gradually rising from those people, Alan immediately swallowed the words that he wanted them to keep their house as much as possible, as long as he could survive, both the house and the maids in it could have it again, but if he angered the people of the church because of things like houses and maids, it would be more than worth the loss.

Seeing that his subordinates had surrounded the house, Pol felt the powerful spiritual power that was gradually rising inside, and said: "Angel enemy Al Grant, you are now surrounded by us, if you don't want to suffer some hardships, surrender as soon as possible, for wizards like you, my lord is still very merciful, as long as you can believe in my lord, then we can't absorb you as one of us!"

As soon as Pol's words fell, Alan's house exploded, and a large number of vines and trees grew wildly, entangled with the priests and paladins around them.

At the same time, a figure in a black robe appeared on one of the thickest vines, looked at Alan and Lancer coldly, and shouted in a low voice: "Since Koseth didn't come, then let him live for a while first, and now let you two go to the Grim Reaper to report first!"

As soon as the words fell, Al standing on the huge vine immediately waved his hands, and a large number of three-color fireballs and more than a dozen lava balls shot out, blasting towards the surrounding priests and paladins.

All of a sudden, the witchcraft-named priests and paladins used their tactics to resist the oncoming fireballs and lava balls.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

The continuous roar of explosions continued to sound, causing half of the city of angels to shake.

At this time, Cardinal Pol finally couldn't bear it anymore, if he let El continue to bombard without the slightest scruples, it would be a small matter to bring damage to the City of Angels, but if a large number of Merkite people were brought in, then this could almost be equivalent to half of the merit in hand to be distributed to others!

"Let there be light, says God!"

The sound like a bell sounded, and Pol's body immediately shone brightly, and these dazzling holy lights seemed to have spirituality, rising against the sky, forming a huge light shield above Pol's head, slowly turning it upside down, enveloping everyone in it.

Immediately after that, Pol's hands were raised from the left and right, and the whole person slowly floated up, and wisps of blood-colored holy light condensed from his body.