The Sixth Order Druid said as if in a dream: "Nature also has order, and we are the executors of natural order." The other two Order druids put away their knives and swords and stood beside the Sixth Order together, the three holding hands. As O'Lehron wondered why they had voluntarily given up on the encirclement, the Sixth Order druid said to him, "You know why we are called Orderers, because we are endowed with the power of Order by nature! As you have just experienced, clouds can turn into ice, and broken ones can become wholes. ”

"Now......" continued the Sixth Order...... And something you haven't seen before, sunshine!" As he spoke, O'Leren suddenly felt that the sunlight shining on his body was like a laser that seemed to roast him, and his holy light was originally very hot, but compared to such sunlight, it was simply a heaven and an earth. The strength of the Sixth Order Druid alone may not be much different from that of O'Leilen, if he launches this magic alone, although O'Leren will also be very passive, but he will not be as powerless as he is now, and the magic launched by three Druids of the Order of the same level as him is too powerful to withstand it, and he has no way to deal with it.

"Gravity!" The Sixth Order Druid said again, O'Leren felt that his internal organs were about to crack, and the magic of the three druids almost increased gravity a hundred times in an instant, Rao is O'Leren is God's favorite, and the Cardinal couldn't stand it either, he struggled to stabilize his body so as not to fall, because he knew that once he got out of control, he would only turn into a lump of meat pie under such gravity.

The Sixth Order Druid said aloud with a smile, "And one last one: air!" O'Leren suddenly couldn't breathe, and all the air within three meters of him was sucked away, and it became a vacuum. However, the most terrifying thing is not that he can't breathe, but that in such a vacuum environment, the pressure inside and outside his body suddenly reaches a standard atmosphere - the pressure in the human body is equal to the external pressure in a normal environment, but now the outside has become a vacuum, and all the pressure suddenly disappears.

O'Lelan's eyes bulged out, like a frog, his seven orifices were oozing blood, and he felt that he was about to explode! The Sixth Order Druid and the other two Order Druids let out a triumphant smile, and O'Leren struggled to twist his body to break out of the vacuum, but he couldn't move at all under the force of gravity nearly a hundred times.

The Pope's brigade had only just arrived, and the Pope, who was far away, shouted, "Stop!" and his figure still flew slowly as if he were walking in the air. The Sixth Order stretched out his hand, a cold light flashed, and a dagger poked at O'Lelon, and with a "bang", O'Lelen's whole person exploded like a ball pierced by a needle.

Hackman roared angrily, "No!" The rest of the Holy See also hid their faces and couldn't bear to see this tragedy. Before Dying, O'Leren saw the Pope arrive and finally understood that the Pope had already sensed his disobedience, so he deliberately used himself as bait, and finally sacrificed this bait - and the Golden Knight Wald was one of the most promising knights under Hackman's command.

Seeing that O'Leren was dead, the Pope pretended to be sad and said, "God, another of your children has been gloriously dedicated!" and he made a cross on his chest and bowed his head. All the people of the Holy See drew a cross on their chests and prayed in a deep voice: "Amen!"

The Pope raised his head and pointed at the three Order druids and said, "Warriors of God, these people are killing God's people, and I command you, as God's spokesman, to eradicate these demons!" Hackman was the first to transform and rush out. Dozens of other Druined Druids had already wiped out the Holy See crash, and those who had crashed rushed over.

Not far from the battle between the two sides, a sky seemed unremarkable and unremarkable, but suddenly a voice appeared: "This is the first time they have clashed on such a large scale, right?" Another voice replied: "Yes, Lord Elder, he used to be at most an Order Druid or a Cardinal." The voice just now said again: "Thanks to your intelligence this time, it is not easy for you to lurk in the Druid Order for so long, do a good job, your family will be glorified because of you!" "Thank you, my lord!"

On the battlefield, Hackman flapped his two white wings and held the sword of the angel in his hand and frantically rushed towards the Sixth Order Druid, except for the death of O'Lelon, it was obvious that his favorite disciple, the Golden Knight Wald, had fallen at the hands of this group. In a fit of rage, the old knight directly transformed into an angel of birth, summoning the sword of the holy angel and slashing at the sixth order druid.

Maguire and the other Templar also transformed into Born Angels and charged towards the other two Order Druids. A faint white light flashed up and down the Pope's body, and in the haze, the shadow of an angel with a bow and arrow appeared behind him. The Pope sang a hymn of holiness in his mouth, and the white light on his body became brighter and brighter, gradually turning into white gold.

The sixth order druid raised his left hand horizontally and grabbed his right hand, a shield with a strange totem appeared on his left arm, and a strange-shaped scimitar appeared in his right hand, the sixth orderer raised his shield to block, Hackman's sword hit the shield, and the red light on the shield appeared, which could block the holy power on Hackman's holy sword, and the huge force shook his body and retreated, and the sixth order's right hand waved, and the scimitar roared out of his hand, drawing an arc and slashing towards Hackman. Hackman snapped his sword back, and after a piercing metal grind, the scimitar flew back into the Sixth Order in a circle.

With a roar of rage, Hackman rushed towards the Sixth Order again, and with a series of eighteen swords, the Sixth Order Druid flew back hundreds of meters in the air. The Sixth Order Druid's scimitar flashed in his hand, and his speed was so fast that once he seized the opportunity to counterattack, the attacks would be incessant. Hackman retreated with his sword, and the Sixth Order's scimitar swung out again, a flash of fire erupted from the scimitar, several meters long as it stretched, and Hackman retreated in shock, flames grazing his clothes through his abdomen. Hackman stabbed the Sixth Order with a plan, the Sixth Order raised his shield to block, the flames on the shield flashed, Hackman had already prepared, the holy sword was filled with holy power, and the thick white gas quickly extinguished the flames, and then burned like a white flame like the Sixth Order.

The difference in strength between the two sides is too great, and Hackman, after the birth of the angel, is one level higher than the Sixth Order's strength, although the Sixth Order's attack is strange and difficult to defend, but in such a hard-fought situation, he is not an opponent at all. Hackman grabbed the fighter and stabbed out five swords in a row, the red light on the shield of the Sixth Order had gradually been invaded by the white light, and his entire left arm was numb.

He sped away from Hackman and joined the other two Order Druids to summon all the Druids, all the Druid warriors who left their opponents behind and gathered together. All the druids joined forces to activate the order magic, and the entire space shook an unsettling atmosphere, which was more intense than the magic that killed O'Leren just now, and everyone could clearly see a faint green spreading in the air, and some lower-ranking godfather servants on the periphery of the Holy See exploded as soon as they touched O'Leren just now, and the Pope shouted: "All the people are gathered together!"

The papal crowd flocked to the pope, gathered around him, the pope chanted again, the different syllables of different heights were pronounced in a strange rhythm, and the guardian angel wings behind him gradually expanded, and the white wings formed into a translucent sphere that enveloped all the people in the papal see. The magic of the druids met the two forces of the Pope's wings, white and green, and there were bursts of white smoke where the two forces met, and the two forces could not hold each other, and the druids began to chant strange spells, and the spells pronounced in the ancient druid language greatly strengthened the power of the druid's magic, and suddenly the green energy pushed the yellow-white wings of the feet into half a meter deeper.

The Pope's voice suddenly became high-pitched, and the white light on his body poured into the guardian angel behind him, and the feathers on the angel's wings suddenly became much thicker, and the power suddenly increased, pushing the green druid magic back.

The druids' incantations became faster and faster, the pitch became higher and higher, and the green energy color became denser and denser, gradually forming a green cloud in the sky, and the druids hid in this cloud and slowly advanced towards the people of the Holy See under the protection of the Pope.

The Pope clasped his hands in front of his chest, he had given up the hymn and began to pray to God, pious prayer in exchange for God's mercy, a white light fell from the sky, pierced through the wings of the guardian angel and shone on the Pope's body, the Pope shook his whole body, raised his head to welcome the grace of God, and the Pope's deep guardian angel also underwent a metamorphosis under the white light, and stretched out a pair of wings under his ribs - this is the true face of the archangel.

After being upgraded to an archangel, the Pope's mind turned, and the second pair of wings of the guardian angel pierced the druid camp like a sharp blade, and the white wings were inserted into the green magic cloud and went straight into more than ten meters, the sixth order was shocked, crazy afterburner, sweat broke out on all the druids' heads, and the speed of the wings piercing into it became slower and slower, and finally stopped two meters in front of everyone, and the druids were shocked into a sweat.

The Pope did not let them go, the sound of praise sounded again, and the guardian angel behind the Pope pulled his arms, and the huge bow and arrow slowly opened. On the arrows of the arrows on the bow and arrows, white light converged from all directions, and the shoulders suddenly lit up, and the sound of the pope's hymn suddenly stopped, like a sudden brake, the guardian angel's right hand was released, and the bow "buzzed" out, and the arrows shining with dazzling white light flashed in front of the druids.

After a violent explosion, the two Druids of Order who stood in front of them were blown to pieces, and the other dozen or so Druids were also killed. In the end, the Sixth Order was lucky to escape, but the huge impact also shocked him to spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and he didn't care about the others, so he turned around and fled. The Pope broke the collective magic of the druids in one fell swoop, and the people of the Holy See were greatly boosted and drew their weapons to pursue the remnants of the Druids.

The Druid Order scattered and fled, the Papal Knights and Crusaders pursued after him, and the clergy and cardinals who were not suitable for close combat around the Pope praised the Pope's might, and victory over the Druid Order was in sight! The Pope smiled contentedly in the sound of everyone's sycophants, and the guardian angel behind him opened his bow and arrow again, but this time the bow and arrow were shot, and ten thousand golden lights shot out from the arrow, and the arrow turned into ten thousand, and the ten thousand golden lights shot at the scattered Druids, and all the screams that were shot turned into a burst of green smoke and dissipated, and the people of the Holy See were shot, but a burst of golden light appeared on their bodies like the blessing of an angel, and the power of the attack nearly doubled.

In the distant sky, the voice came out again: "You go and protect a destruction druid and escape, but you can't escape too much, just one is enough!" "Yes!" Another voice answered and probably left. The voice from before said as if to itself, "Sixth Order Druid, you can't go back. Then everything fell silent again.

Hackman chased after the druids of the Sixth Order, and his favorite disciples died at the hands of these people, and they must not be let go! Hackman chased after him, and the Sixth Order ran wildly, and the two of them chased and fled quickly out of everyone's sight.

The speed of the sixth order is faster than Hackman, but he is injured after all, Hackman is riveting enough to chase hard, but speed is not his strong point after all, so the two are in a stalemate, you can't catch up, and I can't run away.

The Sixth Order Druid flew and suddenly felt himself hit something - there was nothing in front of him, but air, but he couldn't fly over, as if there was a wall of gas in front of him. The Templars behind him were approaching, and there was no time, so he changed directions and wanted to go around, but it was still like this!

The Sixth Order was furious, shouting that the scimitar in his hand flew up and down, slashing and slashing, and then slamming in all directions, but there was a strange "wall of air" blocking his path except for the direction behind the Templars.

Hackman has already caught up, he raised the holy sword in his hand and slashed at the Sixth Order, the already upset Sixth Orderer had no intention of fighting, Hackman slashed on the shield of the Sixth Order's three swords in a row, and the Sixth Order's retreat was five meters in a row, and behind him was to get the mysterious qi wall. He stretched out his foot and kicked the qi wall, trying to rush out with the force of the shock, but his knife had already been slashed out, but something happened suddenly, and the mysterious qi wall that had blocked him for half a minute just now suddenly disappeared! The force of the Sixth Order's kick disappeared, his whole body was unbalanced, and his upper body fell down at once. Hackman, who was rushing in just in time, swung his sword and slashed his neck.

Having killed the Sixth Order, Hackman prayed to heaven with his sword in his chest, silently resting his dead disciples. After a long time, he opened his eyes and shouted, "Liu, come out!"

Liu Lei appeared with a smile: "Old friend, how do you know that I am here again?" Hackman snorted dissatisfiedly and said, "What is not your share?" Liu Lei smiled awkwardly and said: "Hey, old friend, I did you a favor!" Anyway, if you don't have my information this time, you will lose a cardinal archbishop for nothing!" Hackman said with a gloomy expression, "But O'Leren and Wald are still dead...... Why don't you save Wald, he is a good boy, and he may be the best Templar in the future......" The old knight's words revealed endless sadness and depression, and Liu Lei asked strangely, "Does he have anything to do with you?" "He is my most outstanding disciple and the most accomplished golden knight under my command!" Liu Lei was stunned and said to him: "Hackman, listen to me old friend, I really didn't know that he was your disciple, I thought he was just an ordinary golden knight......" Hackman waved his hand and said: " You don't have to blame yourself, you can't be blamed for that. Liu Lei suddenly shouted: "Hackman, aren't you awake yet? Look at it, why is the Pope coming so slowly, he is deliberately trying to let Wald die, he is using the hands of the Druid Order to eradicate your people, don't you understand, this is called 'killing people with a knife' in China!"

Hackman shook his head and said, "No, the Pope, he won't do this, we are all God's people, brothers and sisters...... Liu Lei interrupted him: "Brother and sister? Oh-yes, do you believe such things now? Why don't you say them out loud? Because you don't believe what you say, Hackman, old friend, stop deceiving yourself, you have found yourself lying!"

Hackman was speechless, he was upright but not stupid. The old knight seemed to be more than ten years old for a moment, and the belief in his heart that he had adhered to for decades was completely shattered at that moment, and the waist of the old knight floating in the sky was no longer as straight as before. Liu Lei was a little unbearable, he flew over and patted the old knight on the shoulder and said, "Actually, you have long thought that the Pope is not a competent spokesman for God - the only thing wrong is that the Pope is not what you believe!"

Hackman nodded and said, "Thank you, Liu, I understand!" Liu Lei said: "The Druid Order has failed miserably this time, I believe that it will not be long before they will come to ask for an alliance with us, and I will not provide you with any more information in the future, and you will also retire for a while, the Pope will definitely not be the opponent of our two factions, and when his prestige is discredited, you will come out to preside over the overall situation!"

Hackman shook his head and said, "No, all the popes have been produced by cardinals, and I am not qualified." "It's okay, I don't believe it, none of the twelve cardinals are like-minded with you?" Hackman thought for a moment and said, "They were all brought up by the Pope, and they were all a bunch of sycophants!" "That's it......" Liu Lei groaned and said, "...... Now it's not a new one who has died, a new cardinal will definitely be added, you can find someone who is qualified to take over the same ambition as you, and find a way to push him up!" Hackman smiled bitterly: "I am now under the suspicion of the Pope everywhere, the person I nominated, where can I be elected?" Liu Lei smiled strangely and said: "It is exactly like this, you think you can't let anyone do it, you recommend him to the Pope, and the rest is what you want him to do, who do you say the Pope will choose?" Thanks for the compliment!" Liu Lei disappeared in a long laugh.