ps: Recommended today...... But the recommendation effect is so dismal! The editor has already issued an ultimatum! If this good recommendation can't be saved, he can't do anything about it! So, you, help me pull the collection!

We are gods! We are the sons of faith! We are all readers of the saints, and we should take the black fungus as our mark! Countless people have been killed this week!

Go!Boys!

ps: Today is a double shift, 5,005, and then tomorrow there will be about 4,000 (in short, I will send 2,000 in the morning).

"Master Ian, please stand back!"

The magic of light came so quickly that before Evan could react, he was already enveloped in it.

But just because he can't react doesn't mean that others can't react.

The torrent of light raged in front of his eyes, the scorching glare and heat wave that made him unable to open his eyes, but faintly, he could see a standing black back, blocking in front of him.

The magic flashed away, and when Miles fell from the sky again, the ice spear forest under his feet had been completely flattened by the magic spell, leaving only a thin layer of ice water fragments.

With a "bang", Miles fell to the ground with a heavy slam, smashing into ice mist, and as the spell interrupted, the water that was originally made up of gas returned to the gas.

In the thick fog, a tall figure faintly came through the fog.

"We are gods, we are sons of faith, we are spokesmen of the gods, agents of divine punishment, and our mission is to destroy all the enemies of the gods, and to exterminate them from the last trace of ashes—"

The voice of the comer came from the fog, condensing fanaticism in calm, and steaming with murderous intent in piety.

A gust of night wind blew, and a white mist stepped out of one left foot, and the person who came revealed his true face, his green eyes stared at Evan Ian, and his white teeth grinned in two, and he seemed to be laughing, and he seemed to be roaring.

“a！a’yrh！”

The black shield in the black knight's hand was steaming strongly, and he slowly stood up after blocking the powerful seven-ringed divine blow of the light of heaven.

"Pale Priest ......"

“...... Golem ......," whispered the other black knight who reached out to Evan Ian.

"Heresy killers. "Crush the apostles. "Black-robed Inquisitor. "Immortal Hammer. "Chariots of Heaven. ”

muttering something in a low voice, from behind Evan Ian, five more black knights slowly moved forward.

Blood flowed from the blades in their hands, and Evan Ian knew without looking back that they had violated their no-kill orders.

The priest in front of him, only one person, made the 7 great knights feel like a great enemy, and Evan Ian couldn't help but feel a strong uneasiness in his heart.

He...... Who the hell is it?!

"The Thirteenth Section of the Pope's Chamber Secret Service, the Sunnah Inquisitor...... Andrewson Alexander...... "But Vincent Nesmith in front of Evan Ian revealed the other party's true identity."

"That's right, lackeys of Silver Rose. The black-robed priest stood still in front of the black knights, and he turned his gaze to Evangel, "...... You're Evan Ian?"

With the priest as the background, a strong pillar of light suddenly crossed the sky, and a few seconds later, a huge explosion was heard, even after a distance of several kilometers, it still roared like thunder, and if it was close, even the eardrum would burst.

Evan Ian was startled by the explosion...... It's from the Duke's Palace?!

And in addition, when he saw Andrewson coming single, he immediately realized something-

He took a sharp step forward, "Andrewson, what about the rest of your Sunnah?!What happened to the explosion just now!?"

"Shut up! heretic!" Andrewson smiled feverishly, his eyes burning with pale murderous intent, "the place of your divine enemies should be coffins and graves, you should keep silent, you should die in silence, and the silver blade will nail you to the lid of the coffin until the filthy black blood is drained from your bodies!"

"You guy!" The black knight twitched, the person who swore to protect it, but he was insulted by this, as a knight, he should give the sword blade to fight back, but Evan Ian had not yet given the order, the long sword in their hands was slightly raised, but Vincent looked at Evan Ian: "Young Master Ian, I'm afraid there will be a change in the Duke's Palace, please give an order." ”

Evanian was silent, and in just a few minutes, he had completely sorted out his entire thoughts, including where the other Inquisitors were, and why Andrewson was here alone.

Although there were Ferdinand, Iofita, and the other three Black Knights on the Duke's Palace, compared to the combat power of the Sunnah, it was only just the right to compete, especially the huge explosion...... In the absence of the protection of a high-ranking mage, the Duke's Mansion does not know how many people will die......

As soon as he thought of this, Evan Ian couldn't help but grit his teeth a little, he didn't expect this group of inquisitors to be so bold and reckless, and dare to attack the Duke's Palace with Feldnan in charge head-on-Could it be that the twelve Grand Priests of the Cross came to four?! Or did the Pope come personally!?

But in any case, he could only confirm the situation by going back, and he made a decision in his heart, and he gave an order: "Vincent, you take four people to stop them, and the remaining four people follow me back to the Duke's Palace......"

Before Evan Ian's words fell, Andrewson raised his head, and Bai Sensen's smile showed neat teeth: "Want to go?!"

"You have nowhere to go, you should die here!"

Rumble!

The ground exploded under the priest's feet.

The black knight, who had been on guard, immediately caught up, but the priest who reappeared in Evanian's vision only punched -

The right hand with the white gloves of the rune slammed into the black knight's breastplate with a fierce fist: "Heretics deserve death!"

Boom!

With a loud bang, the black knight who was caught off guard had already spun and flew out, he didn't scream, but from the gap in his helmet, blood was spat out.

"Church's!" Vincent was instantly furious, and before his words fell, he had disappeared in an instant, reappeared, and slashed at Andrewson, who had already punched out, but before he could retract his stance!

"I beg you to hear this vow, and this body will be fulfilled!" the priest laughed maniacally, a white film of light flashed on his body, and he had already raised his left arm to hold Vincent's long sword, and his right fist was wrapped in a whistling fist wind, and slammed it towards Vincent!

The split failed, Vincent instantly turned into a sweep, and the blue light on the long sword flashed, and it had already slashed at Andrewson's head!

As for the priest's punch to the lower abdomen, it "boomed" with Vincent's iron glove, but it was already blocked.

The black long sword sparked between Andrewson's teeth, and Andrewson, who entered the white blade with his teeth empty-handed, smiled fiercely, but before he could say anything, there were three "bang, bang" sounds, and his back had been slashed three times by other black knights, and the light of the divine power shield on his body suddenly decreased.

Seeing that Vincent was able to hold Andrewson back, Evan Ian turned around and wanted to leave, but—

"You guys...... Did you forget me......"

Miles gritted his teeth and stood in front of Evangel, he hadn't forgotten the annoyance he felt when he was teased by Evangel.

“...... You're not dead!" The look on Evangel's face didn't seem to be faked.