Moments after the red fireworks were raised, the monks in the Sanctuary also arrived at the city gates. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

They were shocked.

They weren't amazed at the red flame—it was just a small, intimidating trick to intimidate the enemy.

What surprised them was the chanting of the black-robed man.

A monk who dedicates his body and mind to the Lord needs to go through a long and painful process to receive the power of the god Osiris.

They are required to meditate for three years and chant hymns. After that, the punishment of sin is washed away in the sacred altar of Osiris, and the blood of the whole body is clean, so that the spell can be learned. In the process, countless god-worshippers could not bear the pain of peeling their skin and marrow, and died in despair. Those who survive to become monks are the most devout of the faithful.

Casting the "Flame Curse" requires a lengthy chant and intense meditation, with a group of monks praying in unison to cast a terrifying force to drive out evil under the protection of the Templars.

And this black-robed young man only said one word! They had only seen Archmage Rose, who unleashed spells without chanting!

The fireworks grew stronger and stronger in the hands of the black-robed man, and began to become—not just like scary magic!

The flaming red flame tongue began to gather more and more in his hands like a coiled snake, and began to spread and overflow, jumping into the air.

Then, the moment the blade reached his eyes, countless tongues of fire instantly expanded, turning into clusters of golden light, obscuring the onlookers' vision, and the piercing blast cut through the nerves of the attackers.

And those swords, which shimmered with silver light, melted into a flowing orange-red—and finally turned charred and curled!

Know that the Templars' swords were blessed by the gods with the light and heat of molten steel!

This infuriated the Templars, and the dignity of the gods was not to be insulted!

They expected a more intense attack from the Monks, preferably to burn the heretic to ashes. However, the white-robed friars did not react as they had expected.

"Dear Mage, which diocese are you from?" asked a monk as he walked past the angry knights, who had been scattered by the impact of the tongues of fire, and slowly walked to the center of the encirclement.

He was cautious, there were three possibilities for the identity of the black-robed man in front of him.

The first, as he suggests, were mages sent by the Sanctuary Priesthood—loyal to the true gods, capable of destroying city-states, and despising all worldly affairs, but what was the purpose of his visit?

The second, the Dark Warlocks, who are said to have never feared the gods and possess an unrivalled evil power - however only in legends and troubadour lyrics.

The third type is the warlock of Nanfeng Kingdom. They are said to be very powerful, and their way of learning spells is very different from that of the Sunset Empire. The Sunset Empire has long been in confrontation with the Nanfeng Empire, and the city of Paliwa is located on the border and is full of conflicts, which is likely to be a spy of an enemy country, with Nanfeng's conspiracy, arrogantly trying to provoke a war between the two countries.

He prefers to believe in the third possibility. Any rash handling will bring unpredictable disasters to the city of Paliva. So, the monk was unusually cautious about tempting the mysterious comer.

Odin looked up at the sky, those floating "nightmares" had begun to rush into the golden shell of Paliwa City, and countless red crystals like frog eggs were staring at him fiercely - there was no doubt that if he didn't enter the city gate soon, thousands of demon followers would burn him to ashes.

"I'm from the Sanctuary. He repeated slowly again in Imperial Chinese, stepping forward with his feet, the flames still swirling in his hands.

Threatened by the threat just now, the monk subconsciously took a half step back, but immediately regained his composure.

"Your status is very special and requires the ...... of the Chief Priest."

Before the monk could finish speaking, red flames reached his chin and opened its mouth like a giant serpent—before the monk could even scream, the flames enveloped him in heat, and his white robe began to burn!

This is something that the Paliwa people could not have imagined!

The monks and Templars were the enforcers of the city's supreme power, and they were the representatives of the god Osiris, who could judge any sinner, and all of them would fall to their knees.

However, a god acolyte was thus consumed alive in front of the people.

The people who had been kneeling down just now began to scream and flee in all directions, they had never seen such a terrible scene, this must be a disaster brought by the Black Moon, evil has invaded the city of Paliva, and their lives will be ruthlessly plundered by demons!

"Stop this intruder!" shouted the monk in the flames.

The Templar fearlessly drew his sword, and the monk began to chant.

A white ball of light rose from the marble road, and the heat caused the surrounding air to swirl rapidly, and the cold stone slabs became hot, and the large amount of sand and dust rolled up formed a huge fog barrier, which looked like the earth had evaporated, and the sun had fallen, surging and swelling towards the black-robed man.

The ancient imperial Chinese chant, swirling in the white dust, is like the sound of heaven falling.

"The supreme God Osiris, the source of all things, and the believer return to you!

After chanting in high spirits, the hurricane whipped up the sand and mist, turning into a spiral pillar that stood in the center of the encirclement.

"I am the sword and the sword, the wind and the light, to drive away the uncleanness of the world!"

The chant reached its climax, when the mountains of harmony were overturned on the land of the city of Paliwa, and wherever the storm went, houses collapsed, trees were burned, and those who did not have time to flee were swept into the sky. And in the middle of the storm was where the black-robed man stood.

Apparently, it is believed that the power of the god Osiris will be overwhelming, and that the evil forces that invaded the city of Paliwa will be destroyed.

The next moment, their faith was shattered.

In the center of the cyclone, which shone with white light, a little red fire gradually appeared. The flame grew brighter and brighter, and soon merged with the white light emitted by the paladin—no, it devoured the white light, turning into a giant red ghost that seemed to snap into the dark red sky.

Odin stood in the center, windless and lightless around him, only darkness, and the flames enveloped the darkness, keeping out the raging storm and heat!

Step by step, he approached the Templar, and the line of sixty-four monks and Templars crumbled!

The trembling of the people was at its peak, and the flames of the Black Moon had entered the city, approaching the beginning of the Avenue of Atonement, the Sanctuary of Osiris, and they had forgotten even the instinct to flee, and only fell to the ground in horror and cried out screaming—the curse of the Black Moon could not escape, and the Lord had abandoned the city of Paliva!

However, when the flames reached the Knights' Gallery, the square cloister that ran through the Sanctuary, where knights and monks swore allegiance and conferred honors, they were suddenly extinguished.

The red tongue of fire that swept into the sky was gone, along with the raging storm and the huge white ball of light.

The Templars were still holding their swords, and the monks were still chanting, they should have been wounded in the terrible attack, but their white robes were not even dusty, only the curled and blackened tips of their swords told the truth.

The monk, who had just writhed in the flames, stood unharmed—apparently he couldn't figure out what was going on.

The evil invaders who had just mobilized the power of the whole city to resist disappeared as if they had never appeared, and the moment they approached the Sanctuary, they disappeared!

At first, the people who wept on the ground and felt that the end was coming, thought that they were hallucinating, but then they realized that it was the god Osiris who expelled evil, forgave the city, and they were redeemed. People began to tremble and bend their knees and pray.

The monks and Templars, who looked at each other, struggled to realise that the intruder could break through their defenses, but not destroy them. This is likely to be a sorcerer from Nan Fung who has ulterior motives in picking the day of the Black Moon to bring panic with underhanded means, and he must have a bigger conspiracy.

At this moment, Odin had already jumped into the dark corner of the Knights' Corridor with the remnants of the monks' attack.

He heard the screams of the people, and the orders for an urgent search. So he walked briskly along the cloister, and at last at the nearest turn to the wall, he found a loose marble slab.

He lifted the slab - it was damp dirt underneath, and it didn't look like there would be any hidden passages.

Odin smiled slightly: "The knowledge about humans in the parchment scroll is correct, every settlement ...... Oh no, the 'city-states' all have relics of ancient warfare, and there are tunnels that connect to the outside world - they have so many tricks that the demons won't use in such a superficial way. ”

Then, with a hard push, the thin layer of dirt quickly sank, revealing a dark tunnel.

By the time the Templars reacted and rushed into the corridor, Odin was already outside the city of Paliva, far from the Free People's dwellings. It is densely wooded, making it a good place to hide from the detection of nightmares.

"You're taking a risk - human strength is not weak, they are the victors of ancient wars. There is at least one powerful mage in the Templar, and if you face them, it will probably not be easier than facing the demons. A white ball of light surrounded Odin, swirling above him.

"I could see the hearts of the monks, the high priests who cared not for the lives of the world, and would not leave the altar on the day of the black moon—this was one of the reasons why the Nightmare could not enter the city. ”

"They are afraid of the chant and the light. Although the red tape of the monks seems ridiculous to us, it does work for the demons. Odin smiled like an innocent child, playing a mischievous role.

"And then, how do we escape the abominable stalkers?" The words of the "spirit" are more like good guidance.

"They're terrible, but they don't — what human language says, right...... 'mind'. ”

Odin smiled and pointed to the edge of Paliva City: "Look, I deliberately left a breath, and they are still huddled up there! It will take three or four days before they know how to start looking around." ”

"The Nightmare will still find you, Odin. "Spirit" pointed out mercilessly.

"Ah, Eusus, are you giving me a problem? At the moment we have only two choices, first, keep hiding in the city, which you know is impossible, and second, find a human pawn and let us take the power of the Templar. ”

"Have you found this piece?" "Spirit" seemed to want to confirm the feasibility of the plan.

Odin's eyes flashed: "In the crowd, there are several knights wearing scorpion badges...... Presumably a servant of the lord, I saw a young man in their spiritual sea—the son of a traitor, the heir of the city of Paliva. ”