"Don't they know this is the home of the Necromancy?" Gazing ahead, he sent a team of scouts and whispered to the Scarlet Nun.

The Scarlet Nun, who was sitting on the side, turned her head when she heard this, looked at Tusee with her empty pupils, and said in an equally empty voice, "Tell them, and they will know that we have lost a necromancer, and that more is better than less, this is the monastery's rule." ”

"Can you do that?" Teaser widened his eyes slightly to express his consternation, "Isn't justice and order supposed to be shared with everyone?" ”

The corners of the Scarlet Nun's mouth twitched slightly when she heard this, and she looked at her seriously, revealing her first smile since the severed hand.

"Hmph~ Jiao."

The commenting man suddenly felt some hair on his face, although he had an adventure, but he still couldn't get rid of the problem of listening to and believing, he saw that the white-clothed priest and the soldiers had already come to the front of the team, and he also wanted to go down and walk.

"They're going to deal with you."

The Scarlet Nun's voice came from behind, and the child who got out of the car almost fell to the ground, he held the car and looked at the Scarlet Nun with a pale face, "It's okay." ”

"If I had hope, I wouldn't have told you this." Sister Scarlet scoffed, "No thanks. ”

"It's because I don't know what to say because of my strength." He smiled and sat back in the carriage, leaning on the gang and looking up at the team, he was just a little lower and not a sword, and he didn't have the heart of the Virgin to protect them from disaster.

At this time, the group had been in for a while, and when they came out, their faces were gloomy, and they were followed by an old magician.

"Sure enough, someone fled here." The bishop looked at the magician and smiled, "Do you still have accomplices hiding inside?" ”

"This is the place of death's favor and our rest, and those ambitious guys are in the other two cities, and what they do has nothing to do with Bergkamp."

The old magician looked up at the bishop and said, "Please leave this forgotten land and do not disturb the peace of the dead." ”

"Heh, you soul-playing heretic that you say we disturb the peace?" The bishop smiled and shook his head, expressing his frustration at the mage's incomprehensibility, and said to the commander beside him, "Go and make a cross and burn him, and he won't say we'll go in and find it ourselves." ”

The commander on the side nodded when he heard this, and commanded, "Purify this magician with flames, and the infantry will enter the city." ”

Hearing this, the old mage frowned and looked at the Imperial soldiers who had captured him silently retreating, and asked with some annoyance, "We are just living here quietly and seclusively, why are you invaders so brutal!" ”

"Any means of dealing with heresy can be called mercy." The bishop said calmly.

The two warriors had no sense of respect for the old and the young, and they went up and twisted the old magician's arms behind his back, and the old magician who felt the pain struggled, and then glared at everyone in front of him, "Are you sure so? ”

"Take it away!" The bishop waved his hand impatiently, what right did a heretic have to speak to him.

Seeing that he was about to be taken aside to be burned at the stake, the old magician turned his head sharply and yelled, "Do it! ”

"Huh!"

The scout team standing next to the commander instantly burst out to assassinate the commander and the bishop, and then frantically slashed and killed the surrounding soldiers, and the scout was splashed with blood on his face in a short period of stunned before he reacted, and the scout rebelled!

The warriors let go of the corpses of their fallen companions on the ground, and with a roar of rage, they drew their swords and rushed towards the scouts, while the bishop, who was protected by the uncle at the critical moment, got up desperately and looked into the distance, and saw that the two warriors holding the old mage had already drawn their swords and charged back.

"Kill that heretic!"

The bishop shouted at a loud voice, and immediately a discerning warrior rushed out, and then he saw the old mage who was walking towards the gate turn back at the sound, and a large number of ghosts appeared from it.

"Sigh Rhythm~" The pure-blooded war horse was frightened the second the ghost came out, and the warrior on his back was directly lifted off, and the latter group of warriors who rushed over on foot had horror on their faces, they gritted their teeth and roared and cut it down, and then the weapon seemed to be cutting the air.

"Ahh The breath of blood! "Those floating white ghosts have hideous faces, and the next moment they turn into beasts and begin to gnaw at the warriors, or penetrate the warriors' bodies, and in a moment the warriors fall to the ground and are dead.

The necromancers were furious as they spun in circles in the air before roaring towards the chaotic ranks.

The Bishop and the leaders of the squad gathered around saw the ghosts rushing towards them, and they all threw themselves to the ground and dodged a blow, and when they got up, they saw the ghosts roaming around the ranks, and the scouts who had been hacked to death by the warriors also floated out of the ghosts and joined the raging ranks.

"What are we going to do, Bishop?" Several squad leaders said in horror that they had no means to deal with such a supernatural thing.

The bishop's brows moved slightly when he heard this, but he suppressed it, what could he do, so he couldn't help but look at the monks.

"Father Dawn, you are all the trump cards of the monastery, what means do you use to deal with the ghosts in front of you?"

The uncle also looked sad when he heard this, but he still said, "To be honest, we don't have a very good way, neither the scriptures nor the holy water can pose a threat to these nihilistic things, but silver products may be able to restrain them." ”

"Silver?" The bishop's heart moved when he heard this, and he looked at the squad leaders on the side, "The castle treasures we looted along the way were not transported back to the Empire, right?" ”

"Of course, that will have to be distributed together in the end." The squad leader said, and then suddenly shouted to the soldiers who were messing around in the rear, "Go get the loot, these ghosts are afraid of things made of silver!" ”

A group of dodging warriors immediately rushed to the rear after hearing the words of the squad leader, and in an instant they submerged the dozens of trucks, and in a short time they saw the warriors returning to the battlefield with candlesticks, knives, forks and even spoons in their hands, and they roared angrily and slashed the artifacts in their hands towards the ghost.

The frantically flying ghost suddenly stopped when it was slashed by the silver fork, and it looked at the Imperial warrior who dared to stop it with a hideous face, and before it could make a move, the other warriors around it also roared and thrust the silver into the ghost's body, and this time the ghost's hideous face instantly turned into a watch of disgust.

"Woo~" The ghost's body floated backwards and left the place where the silver was.

"It works!" The warriors looked at their companions around them and said excitedly.

"Poke these ghosts to death!"

As the warriors returned with the silver cutlery, the ghosts began to be sent out of the battlefield, hovering over the heads of the Imperial warriors but unable to come down, and the utensils made them feel very uncomfortable.

"Why do you think those ghosts are afraid of silver?" The watcher from the carriage asked.

"Silver is a sacred thing, and many of the holy things in the Bible are made of pure silver, and they have the power of God." The Scarlet Nun looked at the Imperial warriors holding up the utensils and said, "But in fact, silver can be sterilized or tested for poison, so the Church believes that it can ward off evil spirits." ”

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