When the wall of fire and the light curtain could not hold each other, Master Dunbar moved, and with a flash of golden light, he flew into the sky. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Flying in the air, people saw the power of the Holy Domain, which was the obvious difference between the ninth level and the eighth level, only one level, but the abilities were far apart, not to mention those ordinary warriors.

Ignoring the flames and light curtains, Dunbar walked straight through them to the top of the enemy line, and then slowly descended, looking at Halifax.

Six seventh-level great sword masters surrounded Dunbar, one of them was eager to make meritorious contributions, he emitted the same golden fighting qi, which merged with his long sword and shot at the old man, and because of the effect of the fighting qi, a long and deep trench was drawn on the ground.

However, all attacks are reckless, around Dunbar, there seems to be an invisible barrier, but it is not the kind of simple protective barrier, but it has the effect of cutting, (fiercely) the great swordsman who shot on the barrier, turned into a puddle of blood foam, he did not touch Dunbar's side, it has been completely shattered, there is not even a little residue, only blood stains on the ground, proving that a powerful swordsman once existed.

"It's the Spatial Splitting Technique!" Halifax took a breath of cold air, he had heard of this ability to directly cut off space, and until today, he didn't know that it was true.

In other words, Dunbar seems to be there, but in fact he is not in one space with the others, he is independent of the other, the gap between the two spaces, and has the power to chop everything apart.

The battlefield screams are earth-shattering, but most of them are the warriors of the church who scream, the two black warriors keep the human flesh and blood stripped, and the terrifying fire magic of Swift is raging unhindered.

Halifax no longer had the energy to deal with the others, and of course, he didn't know how to deal with the old man, the toughest man the Fergus family had ever seen.

"Are you going to say that in the future the Divine Punishment will come, Cardinal?" Dunbar's voice came from another dimension, sounding strange and stiff.

Halifax didn't know how to answer, and he even wondered if God could subdue this old man, or rather, Dunbar was already a god, otherwise how could he have the ability to use space?

Perhaps today you have finally understood that nothing is worth believing, neither God nor Being. The only thing that can be believed in is power, the supreme power. Dunbar said lightly, but his words were like a hammer, striking on everyone's heart, whether it was outside the city or inside the city, everyone in the whole region heard it.

Haussman froze, still in the buildings of the city, and the politician who was entangled in why the ideal country could not be widely realized, suddenly covered his head and let out a crazy howl, he spurted a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground, and the room was full of papers, and the booklet "The Ideal State under the Most Perfect and Perfect System" was torn to shreds by him and fell on his corpse.

The remaining five Great Sword Masters were all trembling, these invincible seventh-level powerhouses, how many times had they ended the lives of their opponents, and now in the face of stronger forces, there was not even the slightest room for resistance. Dunbar just waved his two hands, and the great swordsman was all imprisoned, suspended in a space several meters high like a dead fish, without struggling, and directly stopped breathing.

"God has only mastered more power to make you worship, and now I, should you also kneel down on your noble knees and show it?"

"No way. "Halifax is level eight after all, and he is not so easy to succumb, and after some thought, he feels that no magic he has mastered can defeat Dunbar, and the cardinal decides to take a gamble, he wants to use the most unreliable magic to seek a slim chance.

Divine magic, which is also one of the ancient magics, is a special branch that is different from any magic casting, because magic is 100% successful as long as the spell is correct, while magic is almost 100% unsuccessful no matter how correct the spell is. But it is not without precedent, there are people in history who have succeeded, otherwise no one would have mastered this useless spell. The clergy's long-term belief and worship of the gods has a very small possibility, which can trigger the induction of the gods, and once the magic is successful, it is possessed by the gods, and only in this way can Halifax fight Dunbar.

The cardinal pleaded with the goddess of wisdom for her love: "Incomparably noble god of wisdom, I swear by my humble life to dedicate my life to you with loyalty and love, no matter how many misfortunes have befallen you, as your servant, I have never wavered in my faith, I only hope that you will hear a desire, give me a trace of mercy, give me the power of God, and suppress the source of evil that seeks to blaspheme the holy!"

Dunbar didn't make any moves, he could have killed his opponent in an instant at the moment of Halifax's prayer, but deep down, he also wondered, does God care about a mortal's retrograde?

The result did not change, and Halifax still knelt on the ground, looking at the sky like a fool, and he spread out his hands, as if to ask, why? Why is this so, is he, a noble cardinal, still not valued by God?

"It seems that you are not religious enough, or that God doesn't really care about your prayers. Dunbar sneered, "If you don't want to die, the only way out now is to worship me." ”

"I'd rather die!" Halifax hesitated for a moment, but made his final choice, being toyed with was sometimes worse than death.

"Then I wonder, what do you care about but to submit to the power of God, really want eternal life or honor, after all the joys and sorrows of the world, my lord, don't you think that eternal life will only bring endless sorrow? Dunbar asked, and he was silent for a long time before he said, "Your army is now only you." ”

Halifax, under the old man's prompting, glanced around, indeed, 20,000 lives, the original living warriors, are now all corpses.

"The world is the playground of the strong, and I will soon prove it once again to the Great Temple of Khoringuppen. Dunbar said, "Everyone's faith comes from fear, and it will be transformed by new fears, not for some kind of pursuit, and if you have doubts, take this question with you and discuss it with Pope Heinault, and in ten days, perhaps, when I stand before him, I will hear interesting answers." ”

Halifax sensed that Dunbar didn't want to kill him, he didn't have any joy, just dragged his heavy steps, bent over and walked on the battlefield full of corpses, as if he was twenty years old. (To be continued.) )