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"What are you doing, Rectend?" said the Santa Knight.

"Nothing, I was just thinking about what to do after destroying this. Boris's face still has the kindness he just had.

"Yes, after purifying them, there will be no need for the city to exist. The Templar sighed, "By then, we'll all be scattered, right? Mostly, we'll never see each other again." ”

"Actually, I'm going to resign directly after I'm done here, my family, still waiting for me. Speaking of this, Boris smiled unconsciously.

"Then congratulations, we young people will continue to struggle. The Templar smiled heartily, "Actually, I have a fiancée......" The man, who regarded death as nothing, scratched his head shyly.

"Then I should congratulate you. Hearing such news, Boris's expression brightened a lot.

"Actually, I want to ask you to be our witness, I don't know if you can spare time then. The Templar said.

"I'll be there!" Boris patted the Templars on the shoulder, "You kid, you usually do everything vigorously, why do you squirm when it comes to marriage?"

"That's what you're saying. The Templar stared in the direction of the exit, changing his expression to a serious expression, "When the war is over, I will definitely change." ”

"When the war is over......" Boris, who put away his smile, looked in the same direction and muttered to himself.

In the face of an army of necromantic beings outnumbered them, the Templars' ranks continued to advance with near-zero losses, with each step turning several skeletons and zombies to ashes, and with a bit of luck, they could even leave a vampire behind.

Such a record has brought the fighting spirit of each sacrifice back to the original point again, and these despicable and dirty monsters really can't resist the glory of God.

Opposite them, a bat slowly landed on Guderian's body and became one with him.

"It's time. Guderian slowly straightened up with that unchanging grace, "Those so-called divine servants, it's time to wake up from their dreams." ”

"Reduce the number of puppets. He called the lich and gave the order.

"Necromancers are necromancy, and it is better to send such a small force than to concentrate all your forces and fight with us. Looking at the ranks of necromancy that were getting fewer and fewer each time, Boris's eyes were full of disdain, "However, it also saved me a lot of trouble." "He has counted the total number of undead people who have been purified, and if this number of necromancy, they will definitely bring a lot of casualties to his troops.

As the commander of the Templar forces, he was unwilling to end the war as soon as possible, as he had plenty of food, and the commander of the opposing side had adopted a stupid policy of filling the oil to the extreme, and the longer it dragged on, the better it would be for his side, in fact, except for his own share, the food he had brought from the Temple had been eaten up a few days earlier.

"There's a square ahead. Although the situation has been good, Boris is not careless, he knows that if a large number of necromantic ambushes are in the square, there will still be a great threat to the temple's troops.

So, he sent the Spirits to search the square, and to his relief, except for a few lichs in the corner, only a few skeletons and zombies were attacked.

"I really want to thank Guderian. Seeing this scene, Boris actually joked, "If we change the commander at will, our victory will be much more difficult than this." ”

The Templar next to him nodded, having read the science of war, he agreed with Boris's opinion.

Prepared against the lich, the team of the Temple, maintaining their formation, slowly advanced into the square, and the skeletons and zombies turned into debris before they could resist, and the few lichs fled before they could fight.

"You gave me this vantage point for nothing......" Before the Templar could finish speaking, he suddenly looked forward, and in the direction he was staring, the sound of footsteps was getting closer.

Walking into their eyes was the missing priestess, who seemed to be much more beautiful than before her disappearance, but in the eyes of all the light priests, she was very ugly now.

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have become something like this. Boris sighed heavily, pointing his staff at his former subordinates, "I'm sorry, I can only let you go sooner." Before he could finish speaking, a blinding light burst out, but when the light dissipated, the priestess was unscathed.

"How so?" said Boris's eyes widened, he knew how powerful the blow he had just had on the necromancy, and even if Guderian himself had taken it, it would not have hurt at all.

"Your Excellency the Diocesan. The priestess spoke, "I am still a believer in God. After speaking, she stretched out her hand, and the white flames jumped back and forth on her fingertips, confirming to everyone that this woman was still a light sacrifice.

"You...... Still alive?" Boris was astonished to the extreme, did Guderian want to make a show of goodwill through her, in order to find peace?

"Yes. The priestess replied respectfully.

"Come over and tell me what's going on. Boris's expression softened a lot, after all, it was a very fortunate thing for an elite who should have died to appear in front of him as a human being.

So the priestess came to his side, but she had not yet spoken. A startling sense of oppression came from the front, and Boris put the priestess aside and stared at Guderian, a formidable enemy pacing leisurely on the battlefield.

"Honorable Rector are you satisfied with my gift?" said Guderian, bowing gracefully, smiling, and walking toward his enemy.

"Your gift does not atone for your sins. Aiming his cane at a strong enemy, every nerve in Boris tensed. "Now begging for forgiveness, it's too late. ”

"Begging for forgiveness?" Guderian laughed in the middle of the battlefield, as if he had heard the funniest joke, "you have such a good sense of humor. But before the laughter was over, Guderian's figure rushed to Boris.

And Boris's attack, which had been prepared for a long time, suddenly broke out.

"You're so nervous, I'm just kidding. Guderian, who was halfway through the journey, retreated by himself, and the attacks of the Temple of Light were all in vain.

Just when Boris's spirit relaxed, a tingling pain came from his neck, and Boris habitually used to cast a magic release, but the priestess who bit his neck was not afraid of such an attack at all.

Everything happened so fast, all the sacrifices, no reaction.