The platinum flames on Richie's body became more and more intense, and he raised his hands high, his whole body was like a dazzling torch, and the temperature around him was rising rapidly.

Ivo's instincts were frantically warning, he saw that Richie was gathering momentum, he had to strike first, throwing Murtos, after the spear, holding the Harrican war hammer, jumping up and smashing down, after transforming into a demon apostle, the power was several times stronger than before.

The wind was like a mountain, and Richie could hardly breathe, but his face was still calm, his hands were unhurried, and the platinum flames rose violently, like a hair.

Ivo was struck in the chest by the tongue of fire, and his face suddenly turned pale, and even with the protection of the Frost Flame, a large scorched black appeared on his chest.

The warhammer in his hand was pushed back by the inverted platinum flames, and the red spear was also deflected by a fire whip, and flew out of the way.

A white mist appeared from Ivo's body, which was the water vapor that appeared from the combination of frost fire and hot air, and with a move of his hand, Methos turned into light and returned to his left palm, and the breath of the mountain dragon in his right hand smashed down, and the thunder in his left hand was withdrawn, a double attack.

Richie was not in a hurry, his hands wrapped around his shoulders, a yellow circle of light appeared under his feet, and in the boom, the crystal yellow earth wall rose, forming a statue to protect Richie, and smashed the statue with a hammer and a spear, but Richie was unharmed.

Richie has all kinds of magic skills, and Ivo doesn't know the details of him, and it feels as if Richie can handle any situation. Ivo frantically attacked, his hammer spear piercing the air and making a sharp whistling sound, but it was difficult to shake Richie's endless defenses, and soon, the time limit for the furnace burst was up, and he suddenly fell into a downward spiral, falling into a magical frenzy.

The power of the divine art was too strong, the momentum was huge, and the roar was endless, seriously damaging the surrounding terrain.

Ivo was scorched black, the form of the Demon Apostle was crumbling, his face was pale, he was gasping for breath, his hands were trembling, but Richie was still expressionless, not even the corners of his clothes were dark.

Suddenly, there was a large number of footsteps in the woods, and a night watchman dressed in Templar armor appeared, who was on their daily patrol duty, attracted by the sound of two battles, and came here. When the Night's Watch saw Richie using his magic, he immediately took him as one of his own.

The Night's Watchman's hostile gaze was like a nail, locking on Ivo, ready to move.

"This man is a heretic!"

"Kill him!"

Ivo's heart sank, and instead of the members of the Dark Eye, they attracted the Night's Watch first.

Siyul in the distance smiled coldly, feeling that Ivo was dead, and his heart was very happy.

Richie clapped his hands and said lightly: "You are the most promising young man I have ever met, but unfortunately, you are a heretic, and I must nip you in the bud." ”

"Greed is greed, why make excuses. Ivo looked around at the dozen or so new Night's Watchmen, his face grim.

Richie laughed, "You're right, you're going to die anyway." ”

The night watchmen gathered around, and the scene was about to erupt.

At this moment, Ivo's face suddenly relaxed, put down the war hammer, and said with a smile: "It looks like I won't die today." ”

Richie chuckled in his heart, and looked up sharply, and among the treetops, there were many black-robed people standing at some point, shadows and shadows, flickering in the darkness, silent, and there were countless numbers.

Hundreds, thousands!

All members of the Eyes of the Dark!

Ten hooded black-robed men landed around Ivo and guarded him, all powerful deacons with a powerful aura, and Paro was one of them.

Hundreds of black-robed men jumped off the tree, which in turn surrounded all the Templars, no one spoke, and an atmosphere of silence accompanied by slaughter.

The disparity in numbers was so great that the night watchmen involuntarily tightened their formation, gathered together, and their hands holding their weapons began to tremble, and their faces were shocked.

Richie was completely shocked, "Who the hell are you?!"

Ivo's chest was depressed, don't you can, now that my people are here, you can jump for me again, he looked at Richie coldly, "Dead people don't need to know so much!"

At his command, the members of the Dark Eye began to slaughter, and the frenzy of attacks overwhelmed the Templars, who were like boats swallowed up by a wave, unable to lift a wave, and soon the Night's Watch was completely annihilated, blood spilling all over the ground, and the broken bodies were gushing with blood.

Richie looked like a madman, and the platinum flames erupted, struggling to break through the attacks of hundreds of demon believers.

"I can't die here!"

Richie roared, and the shockwave burst out, and a large number of black-robed people were lifted away, but they couldn't stop Richie.

Richie is a powerful magician at the Holy See headquarters, and these ordinary members of the Dark Eye are all peripheral members of the Order, and they can't stop the magic that has a damage bonus for them.

The ten deacons around Ivo collectively attacked, and the dagger was like a stealthy shadow, instantly slashing at all the fatal parts of Richie's body, Richie put his hands together, centered on his chest, and burst out of repulsion in all directions, and the daggers were all bounced off.

Ten deacons struggled around him, dazzling blades swirling around Rich.

The white-gold figure slowly but firmly rushed out of the encirclement step by step, Richie's face was reflected in the platinum flames with a touch of determination, the ten deacons joined forces to pose a huge threat to Richie, but in the face of terrifying magic, they could not completely gain the upper hand, and they could only let Richie break through the encirclement step by step.

A large number of black-robed men were knocked down, and he was about to reach the end of the encirclement, and the hope of escape appeared in Richie's eyes.

When he was about to break through, a figure came out of the oblique stab, wielding a huge war hammer, and slammed it into his right body, Richie was suddenly attacked, and was knocked into the air, and the platinum flames were hastily gathered into armor so as not to be severely injured, and after a few turns on the ground, Richie stood up in embarrassment, his white robe stained with blood and dirt.

Although the magic is powerful, it does not increase the body, and Richie's body is as weak as that of ordinary people, and his attention is focused on the daggers of the ten deacons, who are succeeded by Ivo's sneak attack, and the blunt blow of the warhammer kills him through the divine defense.

Ivo carried the hammer and looked at Richie coldly, like a wall blocking all hope of Richie's escape, and he would not let Richie leave this place.

A trace of panic finally appeared on Richie's face, rushing left and right, fighting the trapped beasts, but Ivo always blocked Richie's escape route at the last moment, and gradually, Richie finally despaired, his physical strength quickly drained, and the power of the magic began to decline.

Swish!

Murtos pierced the platinum flames and pierced him in the chest.

Richie's eyes widened, staring at Ivo tightly, firmly grasping Ivo's arm, as if he wanted to fight back, but the strength left the body with the blood, and finally, Richie's hand loosened weakly, and slowly slipped to the ground, dead and unwilling, and the blood gradually spread.

Ivo let out a sigh of relief, and finally solved the strong enemy of Richie, who was worthy of being a master of the Holy Land of the Holy See, with terrifying strength, and gathered the strength of hundreds of people to barely kill him. Killing a high-ranking member of the Holy See, Ivo doesn't have any psychological burden.

He frowned suddenly, looked into the distance, and his gaze crossed the dark woods, locking on to Siyul in the distance.

Siyul was shocked and ran away.

"Who the hell is he?!" he wanted to teach such a terrible person, if he could choose again, he would never provoke Ivo again, and he could hide as far as he could.

A figure stood in front of Siyul, and he panicked, and slammed into it, as if he had hit a steel wall, and was knocked down by the shock, and his eyes were full of stars, and he shook his head to see that it was Ivo who stopped him.

Ivo's eyes were cold, and he was followed by a large number of black-robed people, looking at Siyul with indifferent eyes, and several mercenaries hired by Siyur were turned into corpses and thrown in front of Siyur.

Siyul was so frightened that he trembled all over, abandoned all his dignity, and decisively prostrated on the ground, panicking: "Please let me go, I, I was wrong, I shouldn't have followed you, please spare my life......"

Unmoved, Ivo picked up the hammer and smashed it down.

"If you're to blame, blame yourself for seeing too much. ”

Ivo can't reveal his identity, he can only kill people.

Who asked you to follow me and saw something you shouldn't see.

At the moment of the hammer's fall, Siyul's heart was filled with desperate regret.

However, regret is useless, and Siyul is smashed to death with a hammer.

After the killing, Ivo and Paro had a few conversations, which caused all the members of the Dark Eye to disperse, and he wanted to bury the corpses, but after thinking that the death of the Templars was just the right thing to support the rumors of heretics, he left the corpses scattered in the woods and returned to Giber alone.

Ivo quietly returned to the hotel, took a shower, washed away the smell of blood, and after putting on his clothes, there was a knock at the door.

Ivo opened the door, and Bellis stood outside the door.

"Why are you here at night?" Ivo wondered, "I don't need to warm the bed." ”

Bliss's face darkened, "I have something to look for you." With that, she walked into the room and sat down in her chair.

"Hey, I didn't invite you in. Ivo muttered, and seeing that she had already sat down, he reluctantly poured her a glass of water.

Blisi took a sip of water, looked worried, and said, "Actually, I have something to ask you." ”

"What's the matter?"

Bliss was silent for a while, seemingly a little embarrassed, before she spoke: "I hope you can drive Siyul away......"

Ivo was stunned, and Blisi was afraid that he would be mistaken, so she quickly explained: "Siyul has been following us, he will know our business routes, which is very bad for the Chamber of Commerce, I am worried that he will use this information to blackmail me, in case he has evil intentions and reveals the information to the thieves, we will be very dangerous along the way." ”

Ivo suddenly realized that the caravan's whereabouts had always been kept secret, not only for security reasons, but also for exclusive business opportunities, and Siyul's actions had threatened the caravan.

However, he had already been killed by Ivo, so he didn't think about it, and replied casually: "He's no longer a problem, I've already taken measures, and he'll never follow you again." ”

Bliss was shocked: "You ...... him"

Ivo smiled and said half-truthfully: "In the wilderness, killing people is easy to bury." ”

Bliss was stunned, not knowing what to think, and suddenly stammered a little: "You, are you ...... to me?"

Siyul is her follower, and Ivo has solved Siyur before she asks, does this mean that Ivo is jealous and brutally solves Siyul, a rival in love...... Bilis concludes that Ivo has thoughts about her, too!

Her cheeks were slightly hot, she bit her lip, and suddenly got up and left Ivo's room straight away, her back a little flustered.

Ivo was confused and scratched his head, "Why did you leave all of a sudden, and the water hasn't been drunk yet?" ”