Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more chaotic, for the sake of the Holy See and the overall situation, Anthony quickly made a judgment.

"Riches, Dragon, order the whole army to retreat!"

After giving the order, he jumped off his horse and prepared to meet Ronald, who was rushing forward wantonly.

However, the Chief Risis also suddenly jumped off his horse! Before Anthony could react, a one-way teleportation technique was stimulated by the Priest Risis, who had already been prepared!

Anthony tries to break free, but finds that it is too late. In his astonished eyes, there was only a snow-white light, and through the last curtain of light, only the quiet and calm in the eyes of the chief priest Richs remained.

"Long live the Most High God!"

After seeing Anthony off, Riches quickly moved to Bishop Steve's side and urged loudly: "In my capacity as the chief priest of the direct organ of the Holy See, I order you!

Steve's old face shuddered slightly, and he tried to say something but forcibly suppressed it, and instead shouted the order with amplification magic: "Crusaders!"

And after Riches gave this order, he glanced coldly at the panicked nobles who were fleeing. The safety of Dragon and the others was as unimportant to him as ants.

He glanced at his loyal subordinates with a death-defying attitude, and then took out two scrolls full of magical power. Then he took out the cross of light, raised his head and kissed it, and raised his arms and cried out: "O all-powerful Supreme God, Lord of hosts, Yahweh, I will bear your chasement, and may you send down divine punishment and turn those arrogant into ashes!"

However, at this moment, his shouts and prayers are of no avail in the face of absolute strength.

Nearly 70,000 elite members of the empire, with the help of the red dragon's wanton spitting and Ronald's ice blade, began to retreat one after another, from an orderly retreat, to a panicked rush, and finally to a desperate rout!

Ronald, who was ready to kill, suddenly sensed a strong surge of magic power! He found that among the rout and fleeing chaotic army, there was a red-robed priest holding a scroll in his hand!

Self-detonation again?

Ronald frowned and subconsciously stepped away from the distance. He really hated these battle priests, because they were like those lower angels who only had reason and no emotion.

It's understandable for angels to do this, it's driven by their fighting instincts, but humans do it, it's true!

The chanting of the priest of Riches interrupted Ronald's thoughts.

"In the name of the Most High God, bind everything!

Ronald only saw the silk thread of the scroll loosen, and the magic pattern circle inside suddenly glowed with a milky white halo, followed by a beam of holy light that looked like a magic arrow, pointing at the red dragon in the sky who was wantonly spewing dragon breath and flames.

The red dragon was caught off guard and was struck by the beam.

Ronald found that the seemingly ordinary beam of light began to extend like a spider web the moment it hit the red dragon, revealing a translucent chain essence!

Thinking of the "sacrifice" he had seen before retrieving his memory, Ronald couldn't help but be shocked!

In the thousands of years, so many new magic has been developed, and even the red dragon can be easily restrained?

In his line of sight, the black dots became larger and larger, and the huge body of the red dragon slammed down. The huge body smashed the nearly 100 people under it into flesh and mud, mixed with the flying mud in the water pollution, and scattered and splashed in all directions!

Ronald, who had been focusing on this, saw that the red-robed priest was all over, flashing next to the red dragon who was struggling to the ground.

"O all-knowing and all-powerful Supreme God, please grant me the power of light that is true and good, and turn it into an invincible fist of heaven!"

Hearing the rapid chanting, Ronald pursed his lips.

What kind of magic is this?

After discovering that the red-robed priest was chanting and tearing the scroll in his hand, Ronald didn't dare to get too close to the red dragon, so he hurriedly ran away.

As the chanting was completed, a milky white halo appeared on Richis's fist, and he punched hard, aiming at the reverse scales of the neck of the red dragon, which was still struggling, and smashed it hard!

Different from ordinary light magic, this Fist of Heaven is only qualified to be learned by church personnel! As a third-order magic, the power of Fist of Heaven lies in the fact that it can change the power of magic according to the mana of the releaser! In other words, it is pure magic output, and the upper limit of power is the upper limit of the mana of the releaser!

Riches dared to cast it because he had a scroll of magical energy in his hand, which the Church had specially developed to match the Fist of Heaven, a scroll that instantly increased the upper limit of magical power.

Although the scroll could only supply the user with short-lived magical energy for less than three seconds, with all of Risis's own magical power, coupled with the magical energy contained in the scroll, which was close to that of a third-order mage, he had the confidence to inflict a heavy blow on the red dragon!

And the reality is just as Riches had predicted.

Risis saw that under the blow that had gathered all his magical power, the red dragon's neck slumped limply and fell heavily into the mud! And the corners of the red dragon's mouth began to flow golden blood as thick as magma!

Pity......

Finding that the red dragon was not discouraged, Risis only sighed in his heart, and did not show any frustration on his face.

He knew that all he could do was to trade his life for the safe retreat of the large army, and to inflict heavy damage on the culprit who was blocking the Holy See's conquest, in preparation for the next attack.

He stared at the red dragon that had fallen to the ground, smiled sarcastically, and then raised his arms and shouted, "Long live the Supreme God!"

And Ronald, who was secretly paying close attention to the development of the situation, secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and quickly condensed an ice mirror!

In its blood-soaked jaw, the flames erupted from its fangs and sparks were aimed at the compassionate man in front of him.

Rumble!

A hundred-meter-long crimson flame erupted from the red dragon's mouth.

Although the red dragon had not yet broken free from the shackles of the light prison technique, the softest reverse scale on his neck was attacked, which made him extremely angry!

But after seeing the damn reptile smiling and turning into ashes, Moriel, the red dragon, didn't calm his anger. On the contrary, it grew angrier and angrier.

Damn ants, how dare you do this to me, Moriel--- brave and noble dragon warrior! Taste my wrath!

Moriel's crimson vertical pupils almost broke out of the sockets, and the few sharp membranous wings behind the two horns on the dragon's head also swirled and fluttered there.

Then, a dragon power suddenly erupted!

Morrill opened his mouth, and a loud wave was aimed at the soldiers below, like a typhoon passing through, and the trees rattled and uprooted. Patches of dry and rolled maple leaves, blown by the wind, fluttered along the chaotic cyclone, flying aimlessly in the sky, polluting the sky.

It also shocked some of the soldiers who were running slowly and collapsed to the ground, and the feces and urine flowed together!

There were even a few small people with thin bodies, who were blown into the air by the raging wind, and then fell heavily to the ground.

There were a few muffled pops.

Where they landed, everyone watched as a piece of red and white slowly overflowed from the cracked heads of those people.

"Ah, no, no, no!"

"Run, run!"

The soldiers who fell last jumped up and ran desperately in the direction of the Turing Kingdom. And running into sight alive, the red maple forest full of traces of felled stumps is their greatest wish in this life at this moment!

Sensing the fear of the ants, Morriel intensified his struggle.

After Morriel broke free from the shackles of the light prison, he ignored the treatment of his neck injury, but flapped his dragon wings and flew into the air, spitting out flames in the sky!

Even Ronald, who had just signed the contract, was engulfed in its relentless rage.

Sensing the scorching heat coming from behind him, Ronald quickly condensed the ice mirror and quickly threw himself to the ground. Under the protection of the Ice Mirror, he escaped once again. However, Rao was transformed into the body of a fallen angel, and he still couldn't hold back the burning feeling in his back, and secretly cursed "damn it"!

When Ronald touched it, it felt like a big bubble!

At the moment, he didn't care so much, and hurriedly accelerated in the direction of Fort Orleans.

Rumble!

In the distance, another flame struck, this time directly on the newly cut stumps.

Half of the red maple forest turned into a sea of fire under the baptism of flames. The people inside who were desperately trying to escape turned into charcoal before they even had time to snort.

Under the wrath of the red dragon, this place suddenly became a terrible hell on earth.

In the face of such a terrifying flame, the soldiers who were desperately fleeing became even more panicked, and everyone ran around like flies without a head.

The crackling of flames, the sound of squeezing each other, desperate cries for help, helpless cries, all kinds of dazed and noisy sounds, mixed in the ears of the soldiers struggling to survive.

A few timid soldiers, when they accidentally spotted the crackling flames on the opposite side, and the lucky surviving companions running around with flames and wailing, couldn't help but be so frightened that their legs weakened and knelt down. Their legs were like a jibble sieve, shaking desperately, and in the blink of an eye, the crotch of their pants was wet.

Under the shock of Long Wei, some soldiers finally couldn't suppress the indescribable fear in the depths of their hearts, and their spirits became blank. They sat on the ground with dull expressions, muttering idiotic babbles, giggling "hehehe", and smirking at the frightened people around them. It wasn't until a rolling wave of heat erupted in mid-air that their subconscious escapist souls were finally freed.

The air around the red maple forest began to distort in the heat and smoke everywhere!

And in the very center of the flames, the ground was melted red by the heat, turning into hot magma, which flowed slowly. Only then did Morriel grin in satisfaction, admiring the ants below as they struggled to survive.

Very well, that's the price for you damned ants, for daring to challenge me!

Feeling the pain raging in his neck, the red dragon Moriel knew that it might not be good to drag it out any longer. Before leaving, it aimed at the figure that was running in all directions, casually in the direction of a large number of people, and opened its mouth to breathe a flame.

A hundred-meter-long flame rushed out, bringing up the raging sparks!

Before the wails could be uttered, the exhausted soldiers had already been reduced to ashes and annihilated in the endless flames.

The flames burned the woods to the point of flames and beeped. The dust from the cloth and leaves rained down like black snowflakes, making the already gloomy sky even darker.

Seemingly dissatisfied with his results, Moriel leaned his neck and spewed scorching flames again. Then, it maintained the posture of half-tilting its head and flew towards the Red Dragon Mountain.