When Odin opened his eyes, he found a ruin in front of him—the courtyards of houses that had surrounded the Avenue of Atonement had been reduced to a mixture of gravel and rubble. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoFrom the center line to the city wall, it is as flat as a blank sheet of paper.

There is no living thing, everything is still.

Red Eyeballs, Mage Regiments, Fleeing Crowds...... They all disappeared without a trace, as if the city of Paliva had always been a wasteland, and the disaster just now was just a phantom.

What breaks the silence is the sound of metal rubbing against the ground, from far to near, neatly aligned. A group of men in bronze armor and bronze masks emerged from behind the ramparts, and they could be seen striding in order, but with great speed—for a moment the pattern on the masks could be discerned—with an extremely delicate cross carving in the center, and runes carved all around.

At the moment when Odin closed his eyes again, a faceless inquisitor had already arrived in front of him!

The bronze armor made a heavy vibration, and a hurricane blew from all sides, swept into the tip of the bronze sword, and fell straight on top of Odin's head!

Odin dodged sideways, and a stream of scarlet flames suddenly rose around his body, counteracting the sword wind that rolled madly!

The blade fell into the air and fell heavily on the ground, about a mile from the tip of the sword, and all the rubble shook up, and Odin could even feel a fiery energy rushing under his feet, opening a terrifying crack close to his surface, and the ground sank a little!

The power of the Inquisitor is not the same level as that of the Templars!The Templars are slightly stronger than ordinary people, and the rune-infused blades can emit light and heat, and only when charging in groups brings terrifying combat power. And a single faceless inquisitor can burst out in an instant with a mage's chant and the use of a staff amplification!

And now, Odin must face fifteen men armed with bronze swords!

He no longer tried to draw the magic circle, but the moment the blade fell, his right hand condensed a scarlet fireball the size of a human head, and slammed into the bronze swordsman's elbow joint!

This time, Odin felt the strength of his newborn body, no longer as before, and with each violent movement, it was like dismantling the skeleton - his body hit the bronze armor directly, only a slight dull pain, and the armor cracked with several fine lines!

But at the same time, the bronze swordsman let go of the long sword with one hand, and the pale blue flame color instantly covered the fist gloves and swung towards Odin's waist!

Odin couldn't dodge it, and threw this punch directly, and the blue flames burned a hole in his robe, and there was a bowl-sized blood hole in his waist!

You must know that the blow of the Faceless Inquisitor can turn a thick iron plate into smithereens!

With a punch, Odin staggered back a few steps and staggered to his feet. And the scarlet flames exploded on the inquisitor's sword-wielding arm!

The remaining faceless swordsmen saw Odin wounded, and raised their bronze swords to gather around him step by step!

Odin bent over, propped one hand on the ground, and whispered, "Fireworks!"

Without the help of the magic circle, the scarlet tongue of fire soared up to a height of one person, radiating around with Odin as the center. As if the ground was oiled, it became a fuse, and in an instant a circular wall of fire was formed!

The bronze swordsman did not seem to be afraid of these flames, and stepped into the burning circle.

"The Inquisitors are not afraid of the heat. A bronze swordsman said contemptuously.

The black-robed man inside the wall of fire replied word by word: "The 'phantom fire' is not only about high temperatures. ”

Then, the Inquisitor heard a loud pop - it came from the swordsman who had just swung the sword, and the scarlet flames had turned into flaming tongues that covered his half-body! The metal and flames reacted violently, and with the extremely dazzling light rapidly expanded, one of the swordsman's arms was blown off alive, turning into a cloud of black mist!

The rest of the Inquisitors looked at their feet and saw that the flames had swayed into the metal boots!

The bronze armor with runes attached can resist extreme heat and cold, and resist the piercing of almost any weapon, but it can't stop the spread of this scarlet flame!

The strange spark contaminated everyone who stepped into the ring of fire, and a dazzling fire burst out in an instant.

The fate of the swordsman made everyone's hearts sink!

"I feel like there is a misunderstanding between us and we need to negotiate a bit. In the blink of an eye, Odin's voice left the ring of fire and came from the direction of the wounded swordsman.

The rest of the Inquisitors turned back, and a horrific sight appeared before them.

The condensed fireball in the black-robed man's hand fell on the injured inquisitor's head, and the bronze masked head turned into a piercing nucleus, which burned violently and made a sound like frying beans, and the scarlet retracted back and forth on the massive shoulder blades.

It all came so fast that the bronze armor writhed wildly against the flaming fireball a few times before crashing to the ground.

The nearly two-meter-tall body fell, revealing the face of the black-robed man standing behind.

He stood silently, staring at the exposed flesh of the severed head—a blue-gray, extremely strong, coarse, vein-covered muscle, more like the tissue of some kind of beast than human muscle. Then, Odin looked up and smiled, "I think you need to understand your situation and consider whether you are so irrational to fight me. ”

The Faceless Inquisition was silent, in the territory of the Sunset Empire, they had always carried out punishments, and only they could harvest their lives, and no one had ever been able to inflict damage on them, let alone take their lives.

They were furious, but they didn't dare to act when they looked at the flames beneath their feet—the dark sorcerer had more to do than meets the eye.

"After Holy Priest John activated the circle of holiness, I used illusion to turn the Sanctuary into ruins, blinding you, and you are so angry that you are bent on killing me. ”

Odin stepped over the corpse and approached the jury.

"But - should you really take your anger out on me? Think of the Holy Priest - what is he doing when he sees your temple razed to the ground?"

"After the Holy Spring dried up, he was terrified, afraid that his lifespan would be eroded, and he didn't dare to use his magic power to open the Heavenly Eye to see if the Holy Hall had really disappeared!"

Odin said loudly, as if he really shared the same hatred with the Inquisition.

"And then--he actually took the priests, didn't look at the mess of Paliva, and hurried back to the Sanctuary, because he was afraid that his body would not be able to withstand the corrosion of the air for hundreds of years! These are the priests of Paliva City--they only occupy the holy spring, think about how to loot money, trade spars and rare minerals, and grab power!"

Odin frowned and said, "And you, but you stayed to defend the dignity of the Sanctuary - this should have been the work of the priesthood!

"Do you think it's really necessary to take risks for the sake of the priests who are greedy for life and afraid of death?"

"Dark Warlock, don't try to deceive the Inquisitor. A bronze swordsman said in a deep voice, but he clearly didn't resent Odin's words.

"Well, you should also calm down and think about whether you should return to the Sanctuary or stay and hold on to the Inquisition. ”

Odin stretched out his hand and pointed to the empty Place Saint-Louis Zeit: "Without the priesthood to maintain order, there is no lord in the city to support you, can you still get blood if you defend this uninhabited inquisition?"

Then, the black-robed man raised his other hand, and a flame rose in his hand: "Don't forget, stay, you have to face me, and the hidden forces behind me - the sacrifice of a swordsman is not enough, if you are willing to become the substitute of the priesthood......"

Facing the threat of the Dark Warlock, looking at his companions who were gradually consumed by the firelight, and feeling the heat gradually rising under his feet, the faceless inquisitor who stood tall above finally faltered.

As in the upheaval of the Poppy Theater, there is no need to bear the endgame left by the priesthood!