"Phew!"

The carriage, which was originally running at high speed, suddenly stopped, and Hagrid, who was almost on a big heel because of inertia, couldn't help but ask Colt who was driving: "Colt! Why did you stop!"

However, Colt did not answer immediately, as usual, but stared intently at the figure that radiated a silver-white glow in the burning flames ahead. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Lord Hagrid, please turn around and escape from here any other way. ”

Looking at Colt with such a grim appearance, Hagrid couldn't help but speak, "Colt ??????"

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Colt: "Master Hagrid, listen to me and leave at full speed." After all?????? I don't know how long I can last in the face of 'him'??????"

Hagrid was stunned for a moment, but when he saw the figure in the flames, he walked out of the carriage, untied the carriage, turned over on his horse, and said, "Colt, I command you to come back alive! Remember!

Colt turned his head and smiled at Hagrid, "As you wish." ”

"Drive!"

At that moment, Hagrid sped away.

Colt drew the Holy Cross Sword and swung a dozen swords at the figure in succession.

However, the other party made the same action as the guardian.

It is said that it is almost because the other party only swung a sword, and the result is ??????

"Poof!"

Colt spat blood and flew out, while the other man stood there intact. After swinging a sword, there was no movement, as if to let Colt attack.

"Sure enough?????? It's you!"

Colt barely supported his body with the Holy Cross sword in his hand.

At this time, an exceptionally large flying machine slowly descended from the sky. Immediately after, Stanley's voice echoed: "Long time no see?????? It's been 6,000 years, isn't it? How does it feel to play against your own teacher?

??????

"Hagrid changed the direction of movement, and while moving at high speed, all the soldiers near Glory Square went in pursuit and captured! Repeat! Capture! Capture! Kill on the spot if necessary!

With such an order, a large number of armed guards pursued in the direction where Hagrid was.

Looking at the approaching enemy soldiers, Hagrid thrashed his horse with all his might.

"Use the Burst Shard to block the way!"

Suddenly, several bursting magic crystals shot out, and in the explosion, Hagrid and his horse were overturned to the ground!

"Hagrid, St. Brooke, I'll come and kill you on the orders of the Acting Speaker!

With a burst of cheers, one of the enemy soldiers leapt into the air, raised his spear and stabbed Hagrid straight in the chest.

"Huh!"

The cold light flashed, and a head rose into the sky.

The enemy soldier's headless corpse froze, and Hagrid stabbed him in the heart with a backhand.

At this moment, the NightClan enemy soldier was dead, and he couldn't die anymore.

It was only at this point that Hagrid barely had time to pull out his calf, which had been crushed by the horse, and barely stood up with the spare sword in his hand as a crutch to support his body.

Although the sudden change made the remaining soldiers of the Dark Council Armed Guards stunned, then the commander of the team sneered: "Stubborn little guy, no matter how you struggle to escape, you will inevitably die after all." It's better to give up, at least not to endure the torment of this fear. Fragile human beings, you say, don't you? ”

"Struggling, escaping, giving up?" Hagrid said, taking out the sterling silver flask and taking a big sip before he said with a cold face, "I see, these words really don't match you who can't bear to be human." Tell you, don't underestimate the humans! monsters!"

As he spoke, Hagrid took half a step, leaned against the wall, raised his sword, and shouted, "Come on! Fight me! See who is vulnerable in the end!"

"Tsk?????? Bite off more than one can chew?????? But it's exactly what I want!"

As he spoke, the leader flew and lunged at Hagrid!

However, before Hagrid could make a move, he saw a golden rain of fire suddenly fall in the sky!

No, no, it wasn't a rain of fire, it was a golden flame of the Song of Light!

I saw that these "Anthem of Light" seemed to be swept by an invisible wind, and in an instant, all the beings present were surrounded by it, and then the silver-white light flashed one after another, and before the commander who led the team could react, he was pierced through his body by more than a dozen sterling silver javelins, and was burned by a golden flame!

"What people!"

As the Armed Guards soldiers of the Dark Council searched for their targets, a tall, muscular figure suddenly appeared in the Song of Light, straight in front of Hagrid.

"Inquisition?????? Andrey!"

As soon as Hagrid said this, a group of Night Clan soldiers of the Dark Council suddenly remembered the legend.

The man who is as immortal as the Night Clan, but who constantly hunts the Night Clan with pleasure in the night, the trump card of the Inquisition, the commander of the fanatics, and is called the Dust of Angels—Andre St. Stirling!

"Hahaha!"

With wild laughter, André ignored the hundreds of Night Clan soldiers of the Dark Council behind him, and instead looked Hagrid in the eye.

"As he dragged his mangled body, he shouted 'Come, fight me!' as he dragged his broken body, and shouted to the army of monsters like thousands of horses.

As he spoke, Andrei looked up at the building not far away.

Hagrid immediately looked back, and saw two figures standing on the top of the building, a man and a woman, both dressed as battle priests, sneering at the audience.

And at this time, Andrei's voice echoed again: "Do you hear that! This little creature is our enemy!

Bishop Andrei, the orders we have received so far are only for surveillance, and you will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble if you jump out like this!"

The male combat priest, Heinkwe said lazily.

And the female combat priest, Minas also said coldly with a blank face, "Not to mention going to help Hagrid of the Templar Order, this is a serious act of overreach." ”

"Hahaha!" Andre laughed indifferently, "Can you just stand there and watch? can defeat Hagrid, St. Brook, defeat St. Dyck, Valajia, it's just us! No one else, whether it's the Night Clan or the Papal Palace, no one is qualified!"

The Night Clan soldiers of the Dark Council, who had been ignored for a long time, finally reacted and shouted angrily, "Bastard, are you underestimating us!"

Andre suddenly snorted coldly, turned his head, looked at the Night Clan soldier of the Dark Council, and said with disdain on his face: "Who made you speak! Who allowed you to speak! You miscellaneous monster!"

"Dead people should shut up!"

As he spoke, Andre slipped out two sterling silver javelins from his cuffs, one on the left and one on the right, and went straight into his palm, piercing his head and heart with a wave of his hand.

"The Night Clan, who dares to walk in front of the fanatics of the goddess of light such as us, form an army of the undead, and march in formation, this is an evil way that the goddess of light does not tolerate!

With that, Andrei's javelin slipped out of his cuffs again, forming the shape of a holy cross when raised.

The next moment, Andrei, Heinkwe, and Minas rushed to the enemy line together.

"We ask ourselves, why are we?"

The javelin unleashed its golden blade, and with a simple sweep, seven or eight NightClan soldiers of the Dark Council were incinerated in an instant.

"We saints, zealots of saints!"

Heinkwe's fists each struck a NightClan soldier, seemingly unharmed, but the next moment, golden flames burst out of their bodies, blasting them to pieces.

"What is possession in our hearts?"

André casually burned several Night Clan soldiers.

"The Goddess of Light and Devout Faith!"

Minas's arms were outstretched, and golden flames erupted from his hands, converging into a longbow that also shot out with golden flames as arrows. Suddenly it exploded, and a large area of holy flames burst into flames, spreading rapidly.

"What are we holding in our hands?"

After paying dozens of casualties in an instant, the group of Night Clan soldiers who were completely suppressed by Andre and the other three no longer rushed to attack, but looked for an opportunity to counterattack.

"A straw rope!"

A tsunami-like sound of mountains echoed all around, and hundreds of battle priests converged from all directions.

"Saints! Fanatics!

With a burst of applause, Andre threw the javelin in his hand, instantly piercing dozens of Night Clansmen.

"Neither are our apostles apostles!"

"We believers are not believers!"

"We are not Christians!"

"We traitors are not traitors!"

The mortal battle between the Inquisition Saints and the Dark Council's armed guards begins!

"We offer only one thing! We only bow down to receive favors! Only bow down to rebel!"

"Wield a blade in the night, throw poison at a dinner party, a dead apostle!"

In the loud questioning, both the fanatics and the Night Clan continued to fall in pieces like a wheat field that had been harvested.

"We Dead Apostles, We Assassins, We Fanatic!"

"When the time comes, we will abandon the love and faith in our hearts before the light, and hang ourselves with straw ropes!"

"We will join forces and go to hell!

The golden flame light was intertwined with the scarlet blood, becoming denser and denser.

"Ahh

In a roar, André split a Night Clan in half, and the blood mixed with the golden flame splattered in all directions, staining the land of Saintwald red.

And in this desperate fight, there is a person who has been leisurely leaning against the wall on the side of the road, sipping fine wine, waiting for the end of everything.

Or, for Hagrid, whoever wins, the end result won't be much different.