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This sword didn't look fast, however, the golden flame rising from the sword body cast a metallic luster in the air, instantly filling the space between the two of them for more than ten feet!

The sword didn't seem to have much power when it was swung, but the golden-red luster that was wrapped around the blade became thicker, more stagnant, and more fiery between swings. biquge.info This kind of holy light is enough to become a holy flame, even if it is just an ordinary person who has not done evil things, it will burn in that heat!

The cold sweat on his forehead was dried by the heat wave, the hair on the top of his head was all yellow and curly, and the smell of burnt flesh filled his nose, making his heart start to pop all at once.

Fortunately, after the first sword, there was no second blow.

The female paladin stood in place, looking at herself, looking at the long sword in her hand, looking at her own hand, her beautiful brows furrowed slightly, as if she was thinking, or rather, remembering.

It was still the beautiful lines of the face, but the deep face, only a slightly tightened brow, two golden lights blooming in the eyes, and the corners of the lips, the knife-like lines made this face beautiful and sacred. It also exudes endless majesty. Her long blonde hair fluttered in the pillar of light without the wind. Like a rising flame! Countless symbols of power poured out of that delicate and floating body, flying around her. formed a series of extremely beautiful and subtle halos, and the pair of wings proudly displayed behind her made her look so noble and noble...... Look down on all beings!

Edward straightened up slowly, his forehead glinting above his head. It also made him see the terrible scorching on the wall behind him - the ghosts summoned by the necromancer had disappeared in the golden red flames, and he didn't know if they were dead. The mute barrier had been broken, so the squeaky of the walls was so heavy that it was so loud that it filled the eardrums in the stillness of the night.

"Elena, wake up!" paused, and the psychic shouted loudly.

She was serious about killing herself.

Looking at the one shrouded in light and shadow, it is extremely beautiful, but strange. A man of indifference, Edward clenched his fists...... He seemed to be able to feel it,

Elena is the Holy Warrior of Lansendel, the Divine Servant. And the god is originally a being who has been given a lot of power by the gods, and it is a way for the gods of this world to show their power. So before, Elena had certain changes, such as becoming stronger force. The golden pupils, and the inexplicable, changes in momentum, did not surprise Edward too much.

However, now it seems. Or maybe you ignore something too much.

And what is overlooked is obviously a rather serious problem.

The shouting did not provoke the so-called miracle. Most of the stories that are awakened by lovers can only happen in stories.

"I'm ...... Who?"

The girl looked up. The clear voice came from nine heavens away, but the tone was very jerky, as if for the first time in his life...... "Great Lord of the Morning Sun, your guidance is my path...... Your will is my destiny ......"

Then, in the golden pupils, a slightly slender, black-robed figure was reflected.

"Evil, sinful souls. She spoke, "Accept the judgment that belongs to you......"

Edward was silent.

A silver luster appeared, and his feet staggered, stepping into the circle of glowing luster that bloomed behind him.

Level 4 psychic ability, any door.

This ability is the same thing as the arcane, but it is not Edward's own power, considering the interference of the magic web brought to him by the royal power, therefore, after devouring the parasite of the spirit-absorbing monster, although he knows this ability, he has never tried to manifest it.

But now, I have to use all my strength, every bit of hidden ability.

It was a realization, a feeling that welled up in my heart when I met those golden eyes, every part of my body, every inch of muscle contracting, every nerve tensing to inform me of the danger that was coming, even if there was no reason.

The distance of teleportation was not far away, when the light dissipated, there was already a deep shadow of trees around him, the night breeze, caressing the trees in the small garden, rustling, in the sky, the full moon had risen, but the cold light, obscured by the faint clouds, reflected a shaky haze.

A little bit of red is embellished in this shadow.

The sudden appearance of the Psychic Warlock caused a small commotion, and more than a dozen tall, hideous shadows were outlined by light and shadow, showing their fangs to him without hesitation.

However, in the next moment, the spiritual power was transformed into an invisible shock wave, and the energy of the mental explosion spread out in a rippled cone, sweeping across the vast space in front of him. The blow was enough to shatter the will of all living creatures in range, leaving them sluggish, stiff, and unable to do anything.

Edward took a deep breath and turned around without hesitation, passing through the 'stone statue'.

Behind him, a golden sheen pierced the walls...... The masonry slowly fell along the cauterized incision, and then the light drove away the darkness. A qiē in the whole garden is displayed in the bright golden red.

"The heresy of bestiality, the sinful, the heresy that has killed innocents, the evil that has sinned and devoured mankind. Guilty, guilty, guilty, guilty......"

With a light step, without the slightest haste, her gaze swept over the terrified faces, and she chanted softly: "In the name of the morning light, you and others are guilty...... In the name of the Dawn, purify your souls!"

And the light voice was tantamount to the declaration of death, and the bright light on the woman's body instantly became surging, surging like a fluid, and with her steps, the sluggish werewolves had opened their mouths wide and screamed—only half a sound, and the light spurted outward from their mouths, eyes, and ears! Then, with a piercing squeak, those monsters melted like hot wax!

"Experience the excruciating pain...... Woo!"

Edward's heart was sinking...... It's like falling into the abyss.

He invoked his spirit. Trying to make the familiar and strange terrifying enemy pause for a moment, but no sooner did the two of them cross their eyes than the psychic warlock felt a sharp pain!

The qiē in front of him was covered in darkness, accompanied by an incomparably sharp pain. It was like five or six or more huge palms were constantly kneading and tearing, grasping every inch of skin, muscle, and bone that could be grasped, no, rather, the momentum of the dark sword churned back and forth in his brain, constantly cutting his brain. ...... The pain of this tearing was so complete that at this moment, it seemed as if he had condensed into a tiny amount that was almost nothing. Then it swells violently......

A number of voices with various sensations, constantly turning in my head, high, low. Male, female, majestic tones, pleasant tones, hoarse tones, fearful tones, sharp tones, magnetic tones, tones......, tones In the end, the ears were completely deaf. However, the terrifying thing about such sounds is that they will sound at the same time in the space of consciousness!

"Stupid, you!"

A cold feeling came from somewhere, with an angry scolding. Let Edward's world, which has spun into a spiral, barely reassembled!

The voice of the Spirit Crystal Servant. At this moment, it sounds so beautiful.

"I don't know what that woman is doing. But she seems to have let a positive creature lodge in his soul!" The Constructed Servant shrieked, "Invading the mind of such a thing, you are asking for trouble! They don't know anything at all, only the ...... of fighting and killing"

"How are you going to get him out?"

"I don't know!"

"It's a psychic user, yes, this kind of strange and heretical ability is an excellent talent among human beings. "Elena, no, it was the strange voice that suddenly spoke, and the voice had become fluent, not high. It's just that he can hear the words clearly, "It's completely unexpected to me." But it's not enough, it's not enough to be my opponent!!"

"Who are you?!"

Although the meager voice behind her sounded so gentle, the psychic warlock could clearly feel the sharpness hidden behind the gentleness, like a knife! She had absolute confidence, like a hunter watching her freshly captured prey. And for her opponent, it was like being pointed at her forehead with a sharp sword, and she couldn't help but fight a cold war.

"Thou shalt not know, for soon the heresy will disappear. 'Elena' sneered, "Or, you're going to stall for time...... Cunning little thing, but that is meaningless, for your sins, you must be punished as you deserve!

Salvation?

Will it burn out in the flames?

Edward's eyes tightened, and he casually threw out two black objects from his arms! With a piercing muffled sound, he had once again manifested any door, teleporting himself into a space hundreds of feet away!

"What, who are you......?! Kill him!"

The moment he stepped out of the void, he noticed the voice, which made him notice half a familiar face - the nobleman of the second generation of coal, not far in front of him, poking his head out of a carriage, as if watching the battle in the distance. And he followed, in a low roar, gray yin covered half of the sky!

It was a werewolf's hair! It was a monster far more muscular than the average werewolf - more than a third taller than the average werewolf, with a body of more than ten feet almost as close to the usual giant, and his appearance was surprisingly broad, and his knotted muscles were the capital he used to pounce in the air.

Edward didn't dodge, but only showed a time acceleration and threw the monster into a time stream. And when he took a step, he had just crossed the wheel of the carriage, and the golden red sunlight reflected the surroundings brightly!

The holy warrior raised her long sword and appeared in a blurred space, but she had just moved before the werewolf's body reappeared in the storm, and the tip of the long sword-like front paw was already in front of the woman's eyes!

Golden pupils, not for a moment.

The blood-stained, blade-thick claws seemed to her eyes to be just a stalk of grass raised by a breeze, which had been dodged by a single slip. Then, the woman reached out a hand and gently pinched the werewolf's front paws, no matter how much the monster struggled to retract. Didn't get a spark out of her hands!

And the girl glanced at everyone with interest at this time.

"Human beings, the quality of the soul is so inferior, for the sake of poor power, they will go after the curse of evil...... Such a deposit zài. How can it be regarded as a superior level to the orcs? Friendship, kindness, mutual assistance, and mercy have all been suppressed to the limit, but they are cunning and cruel. Self-interest and greed are all mixed and occupy their hearts......"

The words fell, and the person was boiling.

"Give it a try. Sinners, by your modest strength, or if you can find some possibility of escape, do not let me down, you and others. "Long blond hair as smooth as satin. Hanging like silk in the chaos, the girl looked at the huge human wolf struggling beside her with her flickering golden light pupils, revealing a shallow smile.

In that torch of human burning, so beautiful.

A terrible scream of bones. It squirted in the man-wolf's throat, but only with a bang. He was already dumb...... Its body fell from mid-air, after a crunch. A front paw is already twisted in one place like a leather rope!

Elena, who had broken the monster's right wrist, shook her hand, and the huge wolf, which weighed hundreds of pounds, really flew up like a leaf. Rising to mid-air, and then from mid-air, it was suddenly falling, and with a bang, a shallow, but more than a dozen feet square pit was smashed on the ground!

The ground seemed to tremble, and the terrible force recoiled from the earth, and the werewolf's body was suddenly smashed into a pile of minced meat! The shattered bones and pieces of flesh were stirred by the blood, turning into a red spring in the sky, splashing in all directions, and the pungent fishy smell was suddenly scattered in the air! The chaotic blood rain was dripping, but it was not contaminated with the initiator at all—in that golden red luster, the flesh and bone chips had been turned into mist, and they were steaming outward.

This qiē was taken in by Edward, but the moment the werewolf jumped up, he had already started to run without hesitation.

A regular tactic for an arcane caster against a non-arcane caster is to apply advanced invisibility to themselves, then teleport to the sweet spot with any door, and the rest is to use scrolls or cast spells.

But, fuck the tactics.

This enemy is no longer Elena, not the person he is familiar with...... No, it doesn't look like a person, a creature, or even a reality of existence, she is like a light on her body, although every move does not carry any strong breath, that strange softness is like mercury pouring on the ground, endlessly, so that she faces it and feels the biting cold.

He no longer thinks about the surrounding environment, the possible consequences, and other messes, and even ignores that the enemy used to be his companion, his lover—at this time, the hunter, the hunter who struggled to survive in the Whispering Forest, is the subject of all his thoughts, and morality, personality, and feelings are not as important as life.

If you can't live, then you can't talk about anything!

"Hehehe...... Go ahead, heretic, and see how far you can escape?" the woman chuckled, the sound of a bell pleasant.

But the bell was shaken by death.

The glow of the flaming sun finally dissipated—to be precise, retracted. They tumbled, gathering behind the slender figure, outlining the illusion of long, outward-extending wings. Fluttering softly in the air, the red light as dim as the morning sun drew a sweet smile on the girl's face, and she gently raised her hand, as if she were picking a withered petal, or a butterfly that had died in its last days.

But it was a sword that appeared in the palm of his hand.

As she stepped forward, the bricks and stones under her feet were shattered, and the golden luster reflected her sturdy figure like a meteor...... And the tip of this star is the sword, no, or rather, she is already a part of the sword, a part of the light, and when the red light shines, the figure of the person, the shape of the sword, has already melted into this fiery, burning band of light!

The space was also pierced and torn apart by this light......

The light was gone.

Only golden-red shadows remained, stagnant in space, time stood still for a moment, and there was a wind current, rolling up dust and debris...... Turning into a storm! There was a faint roar in the air, stretching towards the end of the street! And the bluestone-paved ground cracked in an instant, and the cobweb-like lines extended outward, collapsed, boiled, and the dust that burst into the wind in the terrifying friction sound!

"Very good ability, understanding of strength, I have seen the door a little. It can only be described as excellent, in terms of a pure human being...... Especially at this age......"

The girl's voice spoke slowly, spitting out the tone of an elder who didn't match her young face in the slightest, but her attention didn't seem to be on the talker. She gently turned her gaze towards the top of the heavenly dome, where the clear sky, the moonlight and the darkness seemed to bring a hint of irritation to his tone: "But there is no need to grieve for sin, one of the places where human beings are stupid is not knowing kindness, and it is not an emotion that can be abused...... Sympathy for the enemy is the greatest sorrow of the combatant, the enemy is the enemy, and once he becomes the enemy, there is no room for turning around. ”

"You, it's mine, I'm yours...... Thou shalt not rebel against me, nor thou shalt not rebel against me. Otherwise, I'd be quite troubled......" She stood still, the golden flames slowly calming down, retracting, looking at the silver sword in her hand, muttering to herself. (To be continued......)

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