The fighting and roaring on the battlefield seemed to stand still at this moment, and the Knights of Light who had crossed the desert to this ruins had solemn faces, and only a pair of solemn and determined eyes could be seen from the heads wrapped in the Mithril helmet, and they looked up at the sky with fanatical joy in their eyes.

"Praise the light, the cardinal archbishop leads us to glory!"

Bursts of shouts echoed like a tidal wave, the aftermath of these knights was in high spirits, and a moment ago he even wondered if the heretics of Vissar had used some forbidden magic to improve their strength, otherwise how could the knights, who were invincible by virtue of their faith in light, faintly show defeat in their hands, but now all distractions had vanished, and the light of faith had once again enveloped them, and a desire to fight spread in the minds of each of them.

"The light of Wisal protects us without fear. ”

The Knight Captain Rosa was also roaring, gently stroking the iron-backed terrain dragon under him, this huge Demon Beast King was trembling like chaff, and the armor as bright as moonlight was a little dim, as if this giant beast had lost the pride of that noble dragon bloodline.

Looking up at the three old men who were suspended in mid-air with pure magic power, Rosa indifferently brandished his spear, and a dazzling golden fighting aura soared straight into the sky, shattering a small part of the divine light that swirled in the sky in an instant.

"Cardinal Archbishop, the noble one who led the lost to the light with his teachings and admonitions, did you even participate in the tragedy that brought down the Empire of Vesar? ”

"Heresy will be punished. ”

One of the cardinal archbishops fell slowly, there was no joy or sorrow on his old face, and even a small yellow sand was not lifted when his footsteps landed, as if there was no pursuit that could make a ripple in his heart except faith, such a person was terrifying, because he might not be afraid of the threat of death, and if a person could even give his life to the gods, then for such a sincere believer, the gods would not hesitate to give him the most terrifying power.

"The two 'Golden Gloves' of the Inquisition were actually injured?"

The cardinal archbishop was suddenly stunned after landing on the ground, and looked at the two black-clothed men behind him in disbelief, whose aura was a little chaotic, and the golden gloves on the hands of the two black-clothed men were also a few extreme waves in the sea of Mithril Knight's armor.

They wore a strange black garment, a very different style from the religious bishop's robes, decorated not with esoteric magic patterns and peaceful objects that symbolized light, but with a blood-drenched sword, which, with a night-like hue, gave people an inexplicable sense of fear.

The Inquisition, in which there were no clergy who believed in light and mercy, only clergy who were more heretical than heretical.

"There is still a small remnant of the magicians of the Light of Wisdom of Wissar, and to be honest, the two of us are hard to resist. ”

A man in black stepped forward quickly and bowed to the cardinal archbishop, but his gloomy eyes gently swept over the old mages who were clustered behind the Golden Knights.

The old mage of Wisal was not afraid, let alone the so-called wise man's demeanor, and directly glared back fiercely with those cloudy old eyes, and even a few mages with thinning hair showed a mocking smile on their faces.

"I see. ”

The other two cardinal archbishops also slowly descended from the sky, nodded thoughtfully, and said: "The qualifications of the two of you in the Inquisition are not enough, and some of the punishment techniques are still untouchable, plus the 'golden glove' you wear is also an item that was born from his hands recently, there is not enough heretic blood and wailing to accompany it, well, praise the light, you don't need to blame yourself." ”

The two men in black lowered their heads, silently recited a few prayers, and quietly retreated to the rear of the Knights, the three cardinal archbishops descended, this desert is destined to experience a catastrophe, as for the protagonist of the punishment of heresy, naturally they don't have much to do with it, the gloomy eyes that have been staring at blood all the year round flashed with a cold light, and they are now very eager to see the hideous expressions of those heretical mages after facing the twenty-five tortures of the Inquisition.

"If not, Wissar's Light of Wisdom doesn't mind making you feel our wrath again. ”

An obscure chant suddenly came from among the mages surrounded by the Golden Knights of Wissar, and an old man with thinning hair walked out, wrapped in a faint light, and characters slowly flowed on the blood-stained yellow magic robes, he raised the white staff in his hand, and some kind of calm and heavy magic elements began to gather rapidly, and a huge earth spear suddenly appeared from the earthy yellow gem at the top, and roared and rushed towards a 'golden glove' hiding behind the body of the knight with an iron wall.

In the distance, the abandoned Visal Altar.

"Admirable courage, but unfortunately meaningless. ”

Li Laifu, who was half-sitting and half-lying in the black coffin, made a pertinent comment, he did not complain, and the gaze revealed in his dark eyes was not only dignified, but also regretful and inexplicably melancholy.

"We're all going to do things that don't make sense, not just humans. ”

The skeleton brother casually agreed, quite a bit of the pretentiousness of the bard when he was sad in the spring and autumn, Li Laifu couldn't deny a smile, looking at the desert in the distance, but the dust and gravel raised by the wind obscured his vision

"Magister?"

The cardinal archbishop standing in the center of the three narrowed his eyes and gently waved his bishop's robe decorated with ancient patterns, and there was a slight yearning temptation in his voice:

"Heresy will be punished, but if you sincerely repent, a merciful God may give you a way to live. ”

The indomitable strength of the huge earth spear suddenly weakened, gradually stagnated, and finally turned into a little earthy yellow light, and dissipated into the vast desert, but the old mage of Wisal seemed to have expected this situation for a long time, and did not show any surprise, but the old face seemed to wither more and more in the wind.

"It directly shatters the magic element, and is regarded as a 'holy' prophecy. ”

The Knight of Rosa looked awe-inspiring, and he thought of a forbidden technique in the Church of Light that had never been spread to the outside world, this forbidden technique was only qualified to be known by a small number of believers in the Church of Light, and the believers who could glimpse its glory were as rare as the holy miracles in the world, but it was obvious that the glorious Cardinal Archbishop was definitely one of the holy relics in the Church of Light, and it was a relatively ancient site.

"There are only the Wissal people who died in battle, and there are no Wisal dogs who are struggling to survive. ”

The old mage's voice was steady, and he didn't hear a hint of fear, but he still smiled wryly when he saw the last few of his thinning hairs falling in the wind.

"O god of Wissar, you have not rained down a miracle for many years, and if you do exist, listen quietly to the wails of the faithful. ”

The old mage's eyes were full of blood, from the Visar Golden Knights, as well as fanatical supporters of other different faiths, and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, but they were instantly absorbed by the earth element.

"The Wissal flame is never extinguished. ”

The earthy yellow magic scepter shone with the light of wisdom, and the old mage slowly stood beside Rosa, the huge shadow of the ironback terrain dragon setting him off like an earthy yellow dust.

The three cardinal archbishops erupted with a more majestic holy light, and the murmur of chanting admonitions could be faintly heard echoing in the desert, and the cardinal in the center took out a 'Holy Cross' coat of arms from his bosom, this holy object representing the 'wrath and death' of the god of light revealed the true evil behind the mercy at this moment, and an incomparably holy aura enveloped all the knights of light behind him.

"Praise the light, for heresy will be destroyed, and the light of the Lord shines in every corner of the world. ”

The silver Holy Cross crest slowly rose into the air, and the eyes of all the believers bathed in its light gradually became pious and fearless.

"For the light!"

The roars of thousands of knights converged like terrifying waves in the endless ocean, and the knight of Rosa smiled freely, and the magic veins embedded in the golden chain breastplate finally lit up.

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