Soon after, a figure appeared on the high wall. He saw that the man was wearing a black cloak and a mask, and his face could not be seen at all.

After him, more than 30 fighters jumped onto the wall.

"What? Do you want to jailbreak? That's naïve!" The mysterious masked man said coldly.

Roque's smiled coldly, "Nava, you traitor to the Thorn Rose, you also know that you don't have a face anymore, so you always wear a mask, don't you?"

Nava was a little shocked. Obviously, he didn't expect his identity to be immediately revealed by the other party.

"Looks like your intelligence system is doing a good job!" Nava continued.

Roque raised his head coldly and said, "It's much better than you think!"

"Really? Go ahead. I'm listening!" Nava looked like he was waiting to be heard.

Roque said contemptuously, "You'll know soon, but you may never see it again!"

After saying that, Roque suddenly whistled again, and a dozen or so generals around Nava immediately pulled out the daggers they had prepared and immediately plunged into the hearts of their "companions".

Soon, the bodies of more than a dozen generals fell, falling heavily to the ground, bleeding profusely.

One of Nava's fighters stabbed Nava in the back with a sword in an attempt to deliver a fatal blow.

However, Nava raised his right hand, and a black light instantly flew onto the general's forehead. The fighter didn't have time to make a sound, and his body collapsed limply.

Almost at the same time, Nava appeared like a ghost on the roof of a tall building in the distance.

He looked at the warrior who wanted to commit suicide on the ground, and couldn't help but sigh, "Actually, I've been suspicious of you for a long time, but you have a good temper, so I've kept you alive until now."

After that, Nava looked in Roque's direction again, "Project Lion Hatchling? Do you think the archbishop won't notice?"

"Who doesn't know that the old fox will notice?" Roque didn't care at all. "Do you think our deputy head doesn't know that the old fox will notice this?"

Although Nava's face was covered with a mask and his facial expression could not be seen, the arrogance in his tone was still clear: "How do you people know the true strength of the archbishop?"

Roque shook his head and sighed, "You traitor, you can't recognize yourself at all. You don't know the Count at all. What are you in his eyes? You're just a dispensable pawn!"

At this point, Nava seemed excited: "Nonsense! The archbishop gave me unimaginable strength. How do you mortals know how terrible the power of God is?"

Roque smiled pitifully, "You're crazy. Let me see what kind of power you call divine power!"

After that, Roque waved to the more than sixty brothers behind him: "Go!"

At one point, more than sixty paladins and a dozen generals rushed towards Nava on a tall building almost at the same time.

But Nava didn't dodge, just waited for them to arrive.

Just as all the swords of the paladins and warlords were stabbing at the arrogant Nava, this guy suddenly raised his head, and the mask on his face was instantly shattered, revealing a fierce face covered with wounds, which made people tremble.

In the face of so many powerful enemies, Nava did not panic at all, but a somewhat terrifying and strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Die!" After Nava shouted angrily, a black mist appeared behind him and immediately surrounded him.

Many sharp swords pierced the black mist, and the terrifying momentum on the swords disappeared in an instant.

Paladins and Warlords tried to withdraw their swords, but found that a strange black mist was like a sticky glue that stuck their swords.

Just as they drew their swords, a black mist suddenly erupted, and the paladins and warriors were knocked down by a huge shockwave, falling heavily to the ground.

Despite their extreme physical toughness, the terrible shock still left them feeling chaotic inside, and their internal organs seemed to twist together. Even breathing and heartbeat are greatly affected and become unsmooth.

"Ahh A scream came, and people couldn't help but cover their ears.

Look at Nava again. At this time, the whole person was covered with a faint black gas

Covered. Even his face had become much darker. His eyes glowed with a deep green glow and looked terrifying.

"Giggles, you useless mortals, do you know what kind of power I have now? That's the power God has given me. You mortals can't understand it!" Nava laughed wildly, seemingly enjoying the feeling.

At this point, Nava only felt that he had an inexhaustible amount of strength in his body. He could really feel the power that the archbishop had given him constantly flowing through his blood, making every part of his body change.

"The archbishop really didn't lie to me, this power is too powerful! Hahaha!" Nava couldn't help but roar in the sky, he was very satisfied and excited about the mysterious power he had gained.

Roque shook his head sympathetically and whispered, "What a madman! He didn't even know that this terrible evil force would drain his life force!"

As a dark mage, Roque has a strong sense of the breath of life. He could clearly feel Nava's heart in a state of extraordinary excitement, as if a raging fire burned above it.

This state is somewhat similar to Warcraft burning its own core. In a short period of time, it can indeed gain very much power, but after the core is burned, only death awaits them.

However, Nava didn't realize this, as after he used this explosive state, there was a faint holy light around his heart, temporarily protecting his heart.

But Roque is well aware that this is just a means to blind the perception of the body, making Nava mistakenly believe that this outburst will not harm his body, and that it is the divine power given to him by the archbishop.

In this way, Nava was only blinded by the great power, and he did not realize that he was hovering on the brink of death all along.

Although Roque doesn't know how Miles learned this extremely evil explosive method, or why he gave it to Nava, it is certain that Nava is really unimportant in Miles's eyes, just a small pawn.

"It's sad!" Roque couldn't help but sigh.

"You say I'm sad? Poor you weak mortals! Hahaha!" Nava seemed to go crazy and headed straight in Roque's direction.

Roque knows that Nava is in his prime at this point, and his impact is very strong, so he can't collide with him head-on.

He immediately used dark magic and disappeared in place.

Nava lost his goal and couldn't help but scream, "You're not only a paladin, but also a dark mage? It's so funny!"

For years, Roque has been following the kamikaze and hiding his identity as a dark mage in Nagumo City. Now that he had followed the kamikaze back to the Imperial City, he naturally didn't need to continue to hide.

Roque doesn't want to face him now, so all he needs to do is delay.

As long as Nava's outbreak time is over, there is no need for Roque to make a move, and death will naturally befall him.

......

Judging by the battle situation in the air, they have entered a white-hot stage.

How shocking for a demigod to fight with a Templar and Holy Mage.

On the periphery of the three-man battle, numerous hurricanes with sharp blades surrounded them in the middle.

The sound of the wind is endless, contrasting with the blue sky and white clouds overhead.

Under the siege of kamikaze and Orth, Miles remained calm, and it seemed that everything was under his control.

Seeing that the attack speed of Kamikaze and Aort had dropped slightly, Miles said coldly, "You have run out of tricks? It's my turn!"

As soon as the words fell, the momentum of the earl's whole person continued to soar.

Almost at the same time, kamikaze and Oort chose to retreat.

The two retreated into the air 50 meters away and stood suspended in the air, looking at the more and more powerful Earl.

"It's all this time, do you still want to hide your strength?" Ault said angrily to the kamikaze.

Kamikaze smiled helplessly, "I've always wanted to keep some backhand, after all, the archbishop's strength is really not ordinarily strong, and I'm not sure if he is hiding something."

Aort

snorted coldly: "You guy is still as careful as he was back then, no matter what you think, I will do my best!"

Kamikaze laughed and scolded, "You still talk about me? After fighting for so long, you haven't done your best!"

Aort's robes didn't flutter at all in the strong winds, and his ability to control the wind element was astounding.

"Do you have faith?" Oult frowned.

Kamikaze thought for a moment, "It's hard to say."

"In that case, we will fight for our lives again, just like the war we did more than ten years ago!" Aort's eyes suddenly hardened.

"I'm going to save my son. Why are you doing this?" Kamikaze shook his head helplessly.

You know, even though Oult was the high priest of the Yama Empire, his personality was very arrogant and independent. Now the count did not send an army to Yama. There was no need for Ault to confront the Count at this time.

Although Ault did not say it, in fact, the kamikaze knew very well that Aort was there to help himself, his once good brother, in the battle against the most powerful enemy on the continent of Mandala.

"What nonsense! You shine in the world wars of more than a decade ago. Won't I be allowed to make a comeback this time? If I'm lucky enough to defeat the Holy Light Archbishop, I'll be famous all over the continent! Even if I die here, it's worth it!" With that, Ault took the lead and rushed towards the archbishop, who was preparing.

Seeing that Oult straightened his back, Kamikaze smiled bitterly. In fact, he didn't really want to drag Oult into the water. After all, Ace is his own son and has little to do with Ault.

But Kamikaze doesn't know that Ace is still the only good brother of the prince of the Yama Empire. Ault values the friendship between Ace and Alexander, which reminds him of the brotherhood between himself and Kamikaze!

Therefore, Oult came this time, partly because Alexander heard that Ace was framed by the New Delhi Empire and hoped that Ault could help.

Before arriving in the Empire's capital, Kamikaze and Aort meet in a mountain range in the northeastern part of the Empire. At that time, Aort made his intentions clear and stated that he would need a certain amount of time to reach the Imperial City, hoping that the kamikaze would buy him enough time.

Seeing that Oult agreed without hesitation, what complaints did the kamikaze have?

He immediately looked up at the sky, at the bright round sun. Then, the white leaflets in his eyes became even more dazzling.

The kamikaze pointed the sword of the white mangs at the scorching sun of the summer afternoon, and then the endless rays of sunlight began to transform into matter, converging on the tip of the sword of the white rays.

The wide, thick sword grew brighter and brighter. Finally, the body of the sword began to stretch, and dozens of centimeters of white light appeared on the body of the sword.

Even more puzzling is that on the back of the kamikaze, his clothes are torn, revealing a white back illuminated by the holy light, and the skin is torn, but there is no blood at all.

Then, a pair of huge white glowing wings quickly unfolded, and the kamikaze stood in the sunlight, as if the true god had been born! It's not Wings of the Wind magic, it's real Wings of Light!

Feeling the endless power in his body, Kamikaze smiled calmly, "It turns out that this is the real Templar."

By this time, Miles and Oort had already started a fierce confrontation. The Count was covered in gold, and his pale yellow robes made him look like the "God of Light" in the Church of Light.

Aort's body was surrounded by countless white air currents. These white aircurrents looked inconspicuous, but almost all of the Count's Holy Light attacks were blocked by the white airflow.

As these holy lights approached Oort's body, the white air currents would shatter them into countless light elements and dissipate between heaven and earth.

The white airflow appears to be stationary, but it is constantly rotating around Oort, but it is too fast for people to see clearly, which makes it appear to be stationary.

Under the sweep of the air current, the surrounding air crackled, and the air was exploded by the extremely fast air current.

It was so blurry that they could even see a few black cracks around it, as if the plane of space-time had been torn apart.

Miles watched all this coldly, and pushed the cane in his hand forward, immediately blocking Aort's airflow, which could tear through time and space.

"Count, this is

What do you think of the power of the air currents I collected in the Wind Forbidden Lands, combined with my understanding of the mysterious meaning of wind magic?" As Aort spoke, countless white currents of air around him continued to rush towards Count Kim.

Countless aircurrents were blocked by Miles one by one and shot out behind him.

Soon after the battle, the wide official road outside the imperial city was completely destroyed. The tumbling stones under the road turned into smoke and dust when they were hit by the air current, scattered between heaven and earth.

A high mountain in the distance was hit by the air currents of Aort. In a few breaths, it collapsed. The mountain, which was originally several kilometers high, was cut off by air currents. The flatness of the incision is astounding.

What would be the consequences if these insignificant air currents hit any one city? It's hard to imagine.

Miles seemed confused, shook his head and said, "Although it is true that the strength has improved a lot compared to the beginning, it is still far from enough, and it is not worth my efforts."

With that, the spell fell from the earl's mouth, and Aort's body was immediately trapped in a prison composed of countless golden holy lights.

Then, a powerful light descended from the sky. It looked like thunder in the sky, fast, but an extremely terrifying light.

When Ault felt the terrifying power of the Light, he smiled wryly. It turns out that even though he has entered the realm of the Holy Magician and he can see the door of the Divine Realm, he still can't touch it, which is still not enough to pose a threat to the Count.

Aort closed his eyes, ready for death, knowing that if he was struck like lightning by the light, he would die on the spot.

But at this moment, a white dot flashed, and the holy light was instantly blocked by the white shadow!

"Ahh The kamikaze whistled through the heavens and the earth, and a pair of white wings behind him spread completely.

A terrifying light from the sky struck the wings on the back of the kamikaze. The light was absorbed by the Austrian winds, making his whole body shine brighter.

"How so?" Miles looked at the scene in front of him with a shocked expression. It never occurred to him that the kamikaze could absorb his holy light magic to enhance his power!

This is completely beyond the thinking capacity of a normal person.

Imagine what a terrible picture it would be if someone could absorb the magic unleashed by their enemies and use it to increase their own power?

The more powerful and pure the attack magic, the more obvious it becomes! This is completely incomprehensible and unacceptable.

Thinking that he was about to die, Alter also escaped the light and flew to a large tree in the distance, to which the Count was stunned.

This is already one of the few trees left in the capital of the empire.

Soon, the Holy Light was completely absorbed by the Austrian winds. Miles could feel that the momentum of the kamikaze was much stronger than before at this time!

The kamikaze had just absorbed the holy light and was half-crouching on the ground to breathe, but due to the Count's extremely cautious character, he did not dare to act rashly.

After a while, the kamikaze stood up and looked at the Count in the sky. The white, furry glow in the corner of his eyes vanished, replaced by two golden rays of light.

"Count, you think you're a demigod who can conquer everything in the world. Have you ever thought about the power of God who created the world?" At this time, the voice of the kamikaze was like the body of a god, and every word echoed between heaven and earth.

Miles snorted coldly, "Bluff. If you really have something extraordinary, use it. Stop talking nonsense!"

As soon as Miles's words fell, his pupils shrank sharply, and he saw a white light and a white shadow that came towards him almost instantly.

He knew that light and shadow were kamikaze, but because the speed was too fast, he couldn't react in the first place.

There was a low buzz as Miles was knocked down by the kamikaze for the second time today.

For the first time, Miles was negligent and didn't notice the kamikaze at all, so he was slashed by the shadow of the kamikaze's sword.

And the second time, even though he had dignity, he was still hit by the kamikaze charge, and the whole person involuntarily continued to fly backwards.

And this time, after the kamikaze hit the Count, his body did not stop at all, and he continued in the direction of Miles.

"Bang", "bang" and "bang", accompanied by three loud bangs, Miles is struck through the three thick walls of the church by the kamikaze.

Eventually, Miles sank deep into the wall.

The kamikaze directly broke the dome of the church, flapping its wings in the sky.

Ault's eyes were filled with shock when he saw this scene not far away. In his eyes, there was an extremely terrifying aura in the kamikaze at this time. The momentum seemed out of step with everything around him. Aort even believes that this momentum should not be present in the world.

"So, is this really the power of God?" Aort couldn't help but mumble to himself.

The kamikaze did not relax at this time, because he knew that the Imperial Archbishop would definitely not be defeated so easily.

After a few breaths, a pillar of light condensed by holy light rose from the church, immediately blowing the kamikaze higher into the sky.

Soon after, Miles came out of the wall. He wiped the blood from his mouth and said coldly, "The strength is not bad, but it still can't hurt me!"

His pale face was quickly restored in the light.

Look at the white pillars rising from the sky, constantly crashing towards the kamikaze.

However, the kamikaze dodged every attack of the pillar of light with the help of the huge white wings behind him.

"Isn't one enough? Let's have a bigger one!" Miles said, and the wand in his hand flew out. It coalesced in the air, turning into an even more terrifying, massive lightsaber.

As soon as the lightsaber appeared, it locked onto the kamikaze.

With a "whew", the lightsaber leaped into the kamikaze in mid-air.

The kamikaze was caught off guard by the pillar of light. He couldn't help but frown when he saw a larger lightsaber flying.

However, he soon had a countermeasure. After the baptism of the sun, he threw out the white mangsword in his hand and flew towards the pillar of light.

Under the control of Kamikaze's thoughts, Excalibur temporarily resisted the pillar of light.

At this time, the kamikaze itself is wrestling with an even more terrifying lightsaber. In a short period of time, he could only dodge with the help of the wings behind him, unable to effectively counterattack, and fell into a disadvantage.

Miles' face was serious, his eyes were fixed on the kamikaze in the air, and his mouth was saying something. It was clear that he was working some kind of terrible magic.

At this moment, a figure rushed in front of him and slapped him in the face without saying a word.

Miles quickly dodged away, then frowned and said, "Ault, you're no match for me at all, but since you're determined to die, I'll help you!"

As he spoke, the golden light on Miles' body suddenly burst out, surrounding his body, and a dozen lightsabers condensed from the holy light instantly appeared, stabbing Oult together.

With his understanding of the deep meaning of wind magic, Ault resisted the frontal attacks of a dozen lightsabers at once, shuttling quickly through the light of the swords, avoiding the sharp stabbing of each lightsaber.

Aort saw the kamikaze of "one enemy and two" in the sky. He chose to face the Archbishop of the New Delhi Empire alone.

"Hmph, it's a lot faster, but it's not enough!" Miles said, his lips moving slightly, and the flight speed of a dozen sword lights became a little faster.

Soon, Aort was a little unresponsive. After dodging the deadly sword light, his right shoulder was scratched by another sword light. The shoulder was torn and blood suddenly spurted out. At the same time, a puff of white smoke rose from the wound, apparently eroded by the light.

Using the protection of the countless white air currents on the surface of his body, Aort flew to the top of a very tall bell tower. He looked at the eroded wound on his shoulder, and the murderous aura in his eyes became even more serious.

At this time, a strong wind blew, and Ault suddenly had a very strange feeling, as if the wind was confiding in him something.

He suddenly let go of all the wind elements, and let the wind blow his clothes.

At this time, an imperceptible smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth and closed his eyes.