readx;? Mondstadt and the Templars stood at the edge of the Forgotten Forest, staring intently at the blood-colored streamers in the distance. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The blood color was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, it fell not far from everyone. The streamer dissipated, and a group of people appeared, walking towards Mondstadt and the others.

The warriors of the Templars watched warily at the comers.

"But the people of Blackstone?"

Before the man arrived, a hoarse voice arrived.

Mondstadt replied nonchalantly, "Exactly." ”

As the crowd approached, a black-robed man standing in front of him looked at Mondstadt in surprise: "Your Excellency Mondstadt?" The group of people were all dressed in black robes and hoods, so that people could not see their faces clearly, and could only hear their voices.

Although the black-robed man covered his face, his powerful aura was not deliberately suppressed, and Mondstadt could clearly feel the powerful energy in the black-robed man's body, the black-robed man was a saint!

Mondstadt frowned slightly, "Do you recognize me?" Mondstadt was dressed in a white robe and also had a hood, but out of politeness, he didn't wear a hood.

The black-robed man smiled hoarsely, and his voice was harsh: "Adjudicator Mondstadt, who doesn't know Dai6 Morino, I've heard of Your Excellency's prestige for a long time!"

Mondstadt nodded slightly, and asked politely, "Excuse me, who is Your Excellency?"

The black-robed man smiled strangely: "Don't care who I am! ”

Mondstadt frowned slightly, the group had been wearing hoods and refusing to show their faces, and they wouldn't even give their names. They refuse to observe even basic courtesy, and they are indeed discredited with being clergy.

At this time, a Templar knight muttered in a low voice, "The guy who hides his head and tail will not take off his hat."

"Huh, noisy!" The black-robed man let out a thin nasal voice, his eyes locked on the Templar knights in the crowd, and he raised his hand to wave a divine technique, and the Sage's instantaneous divine technique was almost to the extreme!

Mondstadt squinted slightly, and the tome was windless, and the sound of turning pages sounded, and a golden light appeared in an instant, disintegrating the black-robed man's magic.

"Your Excellency, since you are here to exchange prisoners, don't repeat right and wrong. Mondstadt faintly looked at the black-robed man with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

"Your Excellency Mondstadt is truly powerful, but as the adjudicator of the Temple of War, I will not allow anyone to speak against me. The black-robed man laughed strangely, he was a Sage, how could he be afraid of Mondstadt.

Mondstadt frowned, "What do you want?"

The black-robed man sneered, raised his hand and pointed at the Templar in the crowd: "Hand him over!"

In the crowd, the Templar Knight who had just said was slightly stunned, and then said indignantly: "Why! I just said a word! Why are you so domineering!"

Mondstadt frowned, if he hadn't known that the black-robed man was not good, he would have been called the first man of his generation.

"I'm sorry, he's the one from my Harvest Temple, dispose of him, you don't have this qualification yet. Mondstadt said indifferently, not afraid of the black-robed Sage.

Who knows, the black-robed man seemed to have heard a big joke: "Jiji, I'm not qualified?"

Everyone is the same judge, but they belong to the temple differently, why can Mondstadt say that he is not qualified!

How could a small ninth-level warrior have the audacity to speak like this to him, a sage! Today, he wants to see how powerful this rumored god Mondstadt really is, and whether it can be slaughtered as the rumors say!

Mondstadt sensed the surge of aura in the body of the black-robed Sage, and he was about to do it!

Mondstadt frowned, sighing inwardly that after Mondstadt's original use of the Memory Erase Divine Force, his divine power was constantly surging. If he could, Mondstadt really didn't want to do anything with anyone anymore, but if he didn't fight, he wouldn't want to exchange supplies and prisoners safely.

The black-robed man's hands spread slightly, and a blood-red aura of divine power gradually rose from his body: "Stand down! I'm going to have a discussion with Lord Mondstadt today to see if he's as powerful as the legend says!"

The black-robed man ordered his followers to retreat, and planned to fight Mondstadt without saying a word, which was like a confrontation, and it was simply overbearing!

"Holy Art!" the black-robed man pinched out the Divine Seal with both hands, and a hoarse voice sounded.

Holy art is the exclusive holy art of the sage, and the sage who is a little less strong generally needs to pinch the divine seal to assist in the casting of the spell when performing the holy art.

Just as the black-robed man was about to make a move at a disagree, Mondstadt moved.

"Divine Words!Divine Power Blockade!" Mondstadt shouted, raising his hand and pointing angrily at the black-robed Sage, the Harvest Sacred Book beside Mondstadt blessed the divine power in his body, and a golden light divine spell containing the power of rules shot out from the Holy Text, directly hitting the black-robed Sage.

Before the name of the magic in the mouth of the black-robed saint could be pronounced, the divine power in his body was blocked by the post-Mondstadt man.

Arrogant, domineering, want to fight?

The Templars behind Mondstadt all sneered and looked at the black-robed Sage, it was really strange, how did a Sage who needed to pinch the Divine Seal to perform holy arts, where did he have the confidence to provoke Lord Mondstadt?

He didn't think Master Mondstadt's record of slaying the Saints was fake, did he?

"You! you can actually use divine words!" The blood-red divine power light around the black-robed sage suddenly disappeared, and a sense of powerlessness rose from his body, and the divine power in his body was blocked by Mondstadt!

He could clearly feel that the divine power in his body still existed, but he just couldn't mobilize the divine power in his body!

He was a saint, but he was actually restrained by a small ninth-level warrior!

"Why? Why do you use the Divine Word Technique as a ninth-level warrior!Why can you overstep the level to restrain me!You use the Divine Skill to suppress the Sage with the Divine Skill of the ninth level, shouldn't the Divine Word Technique eat you back?!" The black-robed man's voice was full of confusion and shock, and his hoarse voice was full of disbelief, he couldn't imagine why Mondstadt's Divine Word was different from what he thought.

You said that you are a ninth-level warrior who knows the Divine Word Technique, why can you still skip the level to counter the Sage? This is simply unreasonable!

"Noise!" Mondstadt said with a frown. He returned the original words of the black-robed saint to him, which made the black-robed saint's face blue and white for a while, which was extremely ugly.

Fortunately, he was wearing a hood, and no one else could see his current face.

It was at this time that the Templars behind Mondstadt began to fall into the trap unscrupulously, and after spending a long time with the people of Blackstone, the Templars learned a lot of Adam's bad intentions from the people of Blackstone.

"The Sage Returner met Lord Mondstadt like a duck with a dumb mouth. ”

"This can only be blamed on his bad eyes, thinking that Lord Mondstadt is just as easy to bully as the rest of us, tsk, poor Sage. ”

"How can we in the Harvest Temple underestimate him, this is also deserving of his bad luck, he thinks that it is great to be a saint, and now he is restrained by Lord Mondstadt, see what else he has to say!"

As soon as you said a word, the face of the black-robed sage was even more ugly, and his whole body trembled slightly.

You are so deceitful!

Mondstadt frowned and glanced back at the Templars, his eyes glistening with coldness, and the Templars wisely closed their mouths. Mondstadt was so prestigious among the young people of the Harvest Temple that a glance flicked over him, and they naturally shuddered and did not dare to speak again.

Mondstadt turned his gaze on the black-robed Sage who was standing awkwardly in place, the black-robed man's body trembled slightly, and his hoarse voice was full of anger: "You harvest temple, you deceive people too much!"

Mondstadt thought it was funny, it was clear that you were going to fight, and now that you were restrained, you couldn't listen to the taunts of a few young soldiers, this was too narrow-minded!

It's funny, but business still has to be done.

"What? I'm not going to hand over the supplies, then I'll take Hall and them back. Mondstadt asked, his tone indifferent and confident. Whether it's a provocation by a black-robed sage, an anger, or an attack. Mondstadt had always been in this position, and in the eyes of the Templars, it seemed as if he had always been so calm and confident.

When the black-robed Sage heard Mondstadt's words, his breath suffocated slightly, he had not forgotten the task assigned to him by the Pope. If he fails to bring back His Highness Hall and Yarman, he can't afford the punishment of failing the mission.

Not to mention, he is now controlled by Mondstadt's Divine Word, and if Mondstadt doesn't open his mouth to lift it, won't he be subject to Divine Word for the rest of his life?

Thinking of this, the black-robed sage had bitterness in his mouth, and said in a helpless tone: "Wait! I'm right! Let's hand over the supplies, the business is more important, I won't care about your offense for the time being!"

The black-robed Sage had reached this point, but he still refused to give in, much to Mondstadt's displeasure.