The dust stirred up by the two sides in the process of charging each other, and the small goods that were affected and flew up from the surrounding stalls, became the masters of this small place in a short time. The violent ghostly aura of the pen ~ www.biquge.info fun ~ Pavilion and the aura of the pretender that disgusted all the priests collided in midair, affecting the air here, and at the same time, they launched an invisible duel one step ahead of their masters.

Then there was the clash of greatswords and minions, and in such a close-range duel, Maffeo gradually fell to the upper hand in less than three seconds. The pretender roared, crushing Maffeo's entire body with incredible force. Bent over, Maffeo quickly spun backwards, then swung his sword forward again. The Impostor deftly leaps backwards to dodge the sweep, then swings his two minions and unleashes a cross-shaped attack in a fan of range in front of him.

Maffeo, who had no possibility of dodging, felt that the minions were not grasping at his body, but instead crashed headfirst into the golden divine shield that suddenly formed in front of him. With no time left, he made a decision between lightning and flint - he grasped the hilt of the greatsword with both hands and slammed into the pretender's chest head-on. The impostor screamed and stepped back, the blow making it even angrier.

"It's hard to guess what you're doing. Evie walked over with no expression on her face.

"You must be wondering, right? about the real killer of the recent Huttonmar murder. Maffeo whispered.

"Do you think ......" Evie looked slightly surprised, turning her gaze to the pretender who had risen from the ground. At this moment, it only had a large piece of carrion on its chest and the horrific scars caused by Maffeo's greatsword, and ordinary people would have died long ago. The only thing the impostor seems to be able to bring to people is destruction and disaster, which is the reason for their existence.

"Now is not the time to talk about this, and I'm so grateful that you saved me. Maffeo nodded in acknowledgement, and prepared to attack the impostor again.

Evie looked at Camille, who was not far behind Maffeo, "Are you also his friend?"

"Camille Ella. ”

"Evie Greenwick, let's deal with the Pretender first. Evie spread her hands and blessed Camilli's gloves and Maffeo's greatsword. As if he had applied a greatsword with light magic sword oil, Maffeo sliced through the body of the pretender with ease, and he himself couldn't help but take a deep interest in this power that he had never seen before. But he knew that only those clergy could skillfully use this power, and it was something he regretted.

Camilli's telekinesis was even more powerful than before, and when the pretender's jaws opened and her claws struck Maffeo who had retracted, she unleashed a wave of telekinesis that pushed the impostor back a full ten meters away. At the last moment, the Nian Qi wave roared directly through the pretender's body before disappearing into the air in a puff of white smoke. The power of the telekinesis surprised even to Camilli herself, she never remembered that her telekinesis could display such great power.

The answer was obviously with Evie, and when Maffeo succeeded in removing one of the Pretender's minions with a single sword, she crept up behind it without the Pretender's knowledge. Then Maffeo felt a bright light that dazzled him, which also managed to attract the attention of the pretender, and Maffeo took the opportunity to jump backwards out of the range of the impostor.

The glare was only a prelude, and when the glare faded, Maffeo knew where they had gone—the cross in Evie's hand. The latter swung the cross, which looked so heavy, with astonishing force, but it seemed to everyone that it was just a swing that could not have been easier. The first blow slammed straight into the chest of the pretender who had already turned, and instead of knocking it back, it used the power of light to wrap around its body.

The second blow came a second later, and Evie swung the cross upwards to slash at her, sending a burst of light that swept over most of the Pretender's body, and the light onslaught continued, as if the ultimate goal was to cleanse it of the darkness within it. By the time the final blow came, the impostor could no longer move, so it could only watch as the cross, condensed with the power of light, slashed head-on at its head. There is no possibility of evasion, it can only be purified.

The sound of the cross hitting the flesh was muffled, but the scene of the flesh flying that Maffeo had imagined did not appear. The light vanished from the pretender's body, and its own body trembled irregularly. Evie stared at the pretender in silence, and as she spoke softly, light burst out of the other's body again. This was followed by a piercing, chilling scream, accompanied by the death of its flesh.

Maffeo looked at the pretender in amazement, and realized that perhaps only the clergy could do this—to completely erase their existence, and that was the real opposite.

"Can you tell me what you used?" asked Maffeo.

"It is our job to purify them, and to liberate their souls. Evie's answer was in the perfect clergyman's style as Maffeo had expected.

"In any case, the situation couldn't be better. Maffeo turned his gaze to Dominic, who was not far away and was wrestling with the completely mutated pretender. "Looks like that guy is going to be the hardest pretender to deal with, and needs our help?"

Evine nodded, "Come on." ”

Dominic gritted his teeth and looked at the guy who could no longer be called a human and had completely turned into a monster. This guy is more aggressive than the usual pretenders. The two wings on its back give it the ability to fly, and the two sharp blades protruding from its arms can effectively kill any creature that comes close to it. The face that was once human had now turned into that of a twisted monster, and the fangs that grew out even pierced its own flesh. The swollen muscles and bent deformed limbs made it look extremely strange, but Dominic was very happy, because this time he finally had no scruples, and the pretender who had mutated to this level would definitely be completely eliminated by order of the high priesthood.

"Nosy ghost, I didn't expect to be happy to see you here. Dominic, who noticed the trio coming, spoke, putting disdain on his face.

"Are you sure you want to quarrel at such a time?" Maffeo shot back, clenching his greatsword.

"I'm not sure, but ...... Just because we have a fight doesn't mean we can't work together, and I suddenly wanted to try. Dominic whistled.

"Unreasonable fellow, well, I have no opinion. Maffeo smiled helplessly.

"It always reminds me of the story of a warrior in the Plains of Amiens who slew a griffon, it's familiar......," Dominic muttered, waving his cross and rushing first.