The Sonal River, which passed through the city halfway around the city, became much more fierce during the rainy season, and the waves rolled and roared constantly.

In front of a temple high by the river, Nob held the exquisite scepter made of laurel and waited for Francis with a pale face. He never expected that the priest of "Resurrection, God of Abundance and Redemption" would suddenly demand a duel with him. Why didn't he wait for one more day? When tonight passed, he would not have to fight against the unknown opponent in great danger, because the dead would not be able to offer a duel invitation.

Not long after the theology meeting ended in the morning, Nob received the oracle of the Lord of War conveyed by Nena, and asked the Moon God to kill Leviathan and Francis with the Lord of the Underworld tonight to lead to the Al, who made the gods uneasy. Therefore, he quickly contacted the Moon God who hid in the nearby mountains and forests with the special method he agreed upon. At noon, he discussed the plan for the evening in the temple, how to raid, how to cooperate, how to prevent betrayal of other sects, how to use the support of the Lord of War to win over several factions, suppress several factions, and how to kill Leviathan and the other two, to irritate the "God of Resurrection, Greedy and Redemption" to the greatest extent, making it impossible to control one's own actions.

However, just as Nob and the moon god Ashin were having a great discussion, thinking that victory was in sight and that his abominable opponent was about to die, the formal "invitation" of the duel was sent to him, which made him beware of his confusion.

What frightened him even more was that he saw the great moon god showing a hint of fear, being bold and unscrupulous about the priest El, and fear of their reliance behind them. Therefore, he also felt strong uneasy. No one had heard of the "God of Resurrection, Greedy and Redemption" in the past, and no one knew what level he had reached. He could only guess through the description that transcends imagination during the "theological debate" to guess how strong the high priest would be?

Nob originally wanted to delay the duel until the next day, but Francis did not give in. This duel initiated in the name of blasphemy of the gods is something that cannot be refused in the theocracy society. If anyone escapes and retreats, he and the gods he represents will be discredited. The person who is abandoned by believers will enjoy the right to attack anytime, anywhere, regardless of occasion, so Nob could only agree.

"It's okay, it's very likely that it's a false god, a liar!" Nob looked at the gathering crowd and whispered to himself.

The Sonal Valley was rich and prosperous. Before the warlords were controlled by the iron fist, there were fewer unofficial and secret struggles among the priests. Duelings between priests often occurred. Therefore, the people in Husum City had a lot of experience in similar things and knew that even if they wanted to watch the excitement, they had to hide far away, such as the other side of the Sonal River. Anyway, the duels between the gods favored the gods were not as dull as ordinary people fighting, and the sound and brilliance could spread far away.

"The priests of the resurrection, the God of Plenty and Redemption are so powerful, and the priests must be not weak. I think the high priest of the Moon God will return to the embrace of the moonlight this time." A young man said excitedly by the riverside with loud waves. He was a shallow believer who was the master of the underworld before, and now he tends to convert.

"That's not necessarily the case. Before, it was just that theological debate was strong and it would have to wait until the real battle to know." A devout believer of the moon god retorted.

Behind them, Ramiro hugged her hands and listened quietly to the surroundings and thought in confusion: "I collected detailed information here before entering the Eredo Peninsula, why didn't there be any

‘The situation of the god of resurrection, abundance and redemption? The target is the moon god Ahsin. Could it be that Silver Moon Atina pretended to be? The rank has fallen to this level? Or are people from other forces pretending to be gods?”

His face has become a standard Baalian outline. Standing in the crowd, it is like water droplets falling into the sea, making people unable to detect and distinguish.

At this time, two young men in simple and simple white robes stepped on the steps in front of the Moon God Temple, and the noisy sounds on the river bank immediately calmed down.

Lucien, who also carried a great sword, stopped more than ten meters in front of Nob, and approached the Solna River that flowed through below, and said seriously: "Today, we fight for the glory of the Lord and never retreat. Priest Nob, are you ready?"

Isn't it too confident that these two guys are immortal? Hearing these words, Nob's fearfulness also made a strong anger: "Leviathan, is it you, or Francis?"

"As the great God of Resurrection, Gremlin and Redemption, I am the follower of the Ordination and spokesperson in the Solna Valley, you, a priest of a false god, is not worthy of duel with me. Francis, let him go to the underworld to repent and accept the justice of my Lord." Lucien said whatever he stimulated Nob.

"Pseudo-God Priest, OK, OK! I want everyone to know who is the pseudo-God!" Nob was extremely angry at "Leviathan". In a trance, he even heard the roar of the great moon god in the temple behind him, "When I kill Francis, I will challenge you. This duel will not allow you to refuse!"

Lucien smiled and said, "Prince Nob, remember that the dead cannot challenge."

"Okay! Wait!" Nob took a deep breath and suppressed his anger. The most important thing at the moment is to face Francis, and he cannot be teased by the demon Leviathan and lose his mind.

Francis had not spoken yet. At this time, he slowly drew out his giant sword with both hands from behind, then slowly walked forward, staring at Nob with his eyes: "I will judge you on my behalf!"

"I will punish you on behalf of the great Moon Goddess." Nob's duel made Lucien's eyelids jump and he almost laughed.

The priest of the Temple of War next to him announced in a deep voice: "The duel begins!

Francis held the sword in both hands, kicked hard with his right foot, and rushed to Nob like a strong wind. The giant sword swept out suddenly, causing the wind to stop.

The silver-white moon "lights up" in Nob's eyes, and layers of phantoms of light and darkness appear in front of him, just like the darkness under the moon at night.

After slashing the phantom with the giant sword, it seemed as if it was lost in the fog and briefly lost its trace.

Nob seized the opportunity and pointed to the Laurel magic wand, the temperature around him suddenly dropped rapidly, and sharp and terrifying ice edges condensed, densely packed like balls, wrapping Francis in

As soon as he saw that Francis was a priest of strength and melee fighting, he breathed a sigh of relief. This type of spell might not seriously injure his inseparable body, but it could freeze him and limit his movements, so that the balance of victory would be tilted towards him.

Faced with the hideous ice hockey, Francis showed a smile on his lips. The giant sword swept across, shouted loudly, and slashed heavily. In front of him, behind him, on the left and right sides, suddenly two identical "silhouettes" appeared, with the same smile, and the giant sword hit hard, just like nine people working together.

But these nine figures are different on the giant sword. Some are wrapped in lightning, some are splashed by dark green acid liquid, some are flames soaring into the sky, some are dry and rotten, some are colorful, and some are crystal clear and cold, which is completely different from a phantom.

The ice edge hit Francis who did not dodge and condensed a solid and thick ice layer. However, with the impact of Francis, the ice layer instantly cracked countless gaps and turned into beautiful fragments, and there was no wound on his body.

Nine figures attacked and hit Nobu, who had not yet passed the casting buffer and had no time to dodge.

As different light burst out, Nob's body shattered like glass.

In the shadow in the distance, Nob suddenly came out, but he looked extremely embarrassed. He threw out the magical magic one by one, but Francis was completely unaffected. He rushed to him with eight "phantoms", and then he was about to kill him.

"Lightning, acid, flame, withering, toxins, ice, death, mental shock... It has strong resistance to magic and divine arts... This is indeed the ability of Hydra... "Lucien, who was watching, focused on analyzing Francis' bloodline and strength level, "he only showed the ability of a level seven heavenly knight, but he must have reservations. It is estimated that it is level eight... The level eight Hydra bloodline knight. The nobles of various countries can be ruled out, and the knight power of Beidou and the fallen knights of the Dark Mountains can also be ruled out. It seems that they are the night watchmen of the North and South Church or the secret strength of other pseudo-god churches."

The eighth-level Sky Knight said that there were fewer, but not more. It was impossible for such a person to appear for no reason. Except for the incognito part of the Night Watch team and the members of the Pseudo-God Church similar to the Night Watch organization, other eighth-level Sky Knight information was more or less. Even if it was not very detailed, the specific bloodline was recorded. Therefore, after comparison, Lucien found no personnel who matched Frances' strength and bloodline characteristics.

Ramiro's face suddenly became solemn: "Is it him?"

"What a powerful divine blood, the god of resurrection, abundance and redemption, not a false god..." Seeing Nob dying under Francis' giant sword, many "priests" hidden in the crowd muttered to themselves, their minds were complex and unspeakable.

Roar! The Solna River suddenly roared, and a huge wave more than ten meters high was raised, as if the tide pulled by the moon was slapped towards Frances.

Moon God Ashin finally couldn't help it!

Lucien did not delay and ran quickly, controlling his speed to the level of the official knight. In just a few seconds, he ran to the edge of the cliff that was not affected by the tide and threw it towards the Solna River below.

Francis leaned back, and eight phantoms made the same move, as if a nine-headed snake was spewing into the sky, lightning, flames, and acid poison fused together, turning into a huge black wave, colliding with the tide.

Hydra is also good at controlling water flow!

A thin light as thin as moonlight lit up, and a white-bearded old man holding a scimitar suddenly appeared behind Francis. His body was filled with bright light, which was exactly the human image of Ashin.

As soon as Ah Xin's scimitar was cut out, his eyes suddenly condensed, and a long sword that seemed to be able to destroy the world fell from the sky and slashed towards his back.

"Has Afando's remnant surrendered to El?" He was shocked and angry, and recognized that this was Jacob, the high priest of Afando, and the defensive spells he prepared were aimed at the realms of resurrection, abundance and redemption.

Lucien didn't know what the battle was going on above, but before falling into the river, he heard El's indifferent and lofty voice: "I order you to die!"

The river flowed over Lucien's body, and the mottled turquoise beads on his right hand brought fresh air. Lucien did not go downstream, and he walked upstream like a fish.

A cold light floated out of Ashin's body, and the entangled Francis took it away. Just as El was about to continue to work hard to kill Ashin, an iron-black arrow suddenly flashed in front of El, carrying a terrifying force to penetrate!

"You false god!" A terrifying roar came from the Temple of War.

It was the Lord of War who took action himself! His true body was not in the Angnoma Empire and he arrived in the Solna Valley at some point!

What's the attraction here?
Chapter completed!