Chapter 565: Distorted Reality and Stolen Treasures
"Thank you... for your help!"
The positive energy nourished the depleted life, and finally re-fastened the soul of the Heim believer into his body, allowing him to finally see clearly the darkness in front of him that gave him life - that pure and dark black,
The continuous holy light that burst out from the bodies of the Lansendre believers was so vivid against the background, like a piece of black blood flowing in the snow, it was so conspicuous that it was a bit dazzling.
My God, is this the salvation you have given me? Just one person? So please guide me, how can I overcome this terrible dilemma?
The priest of Heim prayed in his heart, but his tense emotions did not relax at all, because apart from the deep darkness in front of him, the surrounding battlefield was still occupied by the dazzling morning light - or he was surprised by the darkness.
The sudden appearance of the robe made them line up cautiously
It became a loose encirclement. And at the forefront of this encirclement were ten holy warriors exuding light. Behind them, the brilliance that seemed to be substantial gathered into bright, stretched wings, and the light overflowed, covering them.
His body was also wrapped in the indifferent paleness.
"Young people, maybe you don't know the meaning of this battle, so you have misunderstood us. Please believe that our intention in doing this is to maintain the peace and tranquility of this world. We..." Among the believers of Dawn
, the pastor in the leadership position said. He slowly took two steps and raised his hand to signal, and everyone around him began to gather in this direction.
The origin of this sudden appearance of a spell caster is unknown, and no one knows whether he acted alone. However, although he showed goodwill to the believers of Heim as soon as he appeared, he did not seem to be their inherent ally.
Recklessly arranging an attack for an impromptu action. No one knows what kind of problems it will cause.
What's more, on this raging battlefield, his appearance was so sudden - no one even noticed when and how he entered the valley, and just now he seemed to be
Ignoring the distance, the words that echoed in everyone's ears also made him seem to have some mysterious characteristics.
The unknown is always the only source of fear. Although he has full confidence in his own strength, as a leader, he is still unwilling to add any unnecessary risks to his actions when he is close to success.
"Shut up! No matter how much you encourage your snake-like tongues to quibble, it is impossible for you to escape the justice of justice! Your minds have been polluted by the devil and you are an accomplice of evil!"
The priest of Heim roared in a low voice. He struggled to support his body, and a blazing halo burst from his body! Stronger divine energy forcibly healed the black burns on his chest and abdomen. Under the surging positive energy
.The twisting muscles are connected to each other,
The wound was completely healed in an instant: "Under the witness of the guardian... I swear in the name of my god! I will use my sword and facts to expose your lies! You must pay for everything you have done for our companions.
The due price! I..."
On the paladin's rough face, the facial features were twisted and almost ferocious! But the next moment, a voice sounded directly in his mind, causing his sonorous voice to get stuck in his throat in an instant!
"It's so noisy, I said, are you already paralyzed?"
"What...what did you say?"
After turning his eyes suspiciously, the paladin of Heim finally confirmed that the voice just now originated from under the black robe beside him. At this time, the ridicule had already followed. "I said... you don't feel hurt."
?It’s really rare that a guy with his lungs pierced, his intestines leaking out, and at least half of his blood spurted out can still be so alive and yelling."
"this……"
As a result, the big man's expression froze for a few breaths before he finally reacted and continued to roar: "Thank you for your help, kind traveler, but this is a battle of justice. You don't need to interfere in it. Please leave this dangerous place as soon as possible."
Come on, I will do my best to protect your life, but if you can, please truthfully report what happened here to the Temple of the Guardian God!"
"That won't work."
"You'd better leave as soon as possible. Don't be deceived by their appearance. They are no longer the righteous people you know. They..." The other party's brief refusal was filled with irrefutable affirmation, and then Pastor Heim's voice
He couldn't help but raise his voice even more! But the voice of the man in black robe was calm and calm, mixed with some incomprehensible descriptions, which immediately left him speechless:
"I said, I don't expect you to repay your kindness, but isn't it a bit unethical to hit a monk after reciting sutras? The healing wand is very expensive, and it only has a storage capacity of 100 rounds.
That's all, I almost poured more than fifty rounds in one breath to save you. It's a good thing that you can move, but should you compensate me for the treatment cost?"
"You... you... alas!"
For a moment, the poor strong man didn't know whether he should be angry or angry or angry - or the only reason why he didn't immediately become furious was that there was no time - in front of him, there were at least five or six Dawn cultists surrounding him.
There are as many as ten people, but my own situation
, he knew very well that the support of divine power was only a temporary stimulus, and he no longer thought that he would be lucky enough to escape the clutches of death today. So the only thing he could think of now was to delay things as much as possible, hoping to let this person come from nowhere.
The rescuers who came are just out of danger...
But this guy, at such a critical moment, is he still concerned about the hell compensation? Is he a blind man who didn't see the messy corpse in front of him? Or does he think that these Lansendre believers are staying here to save people?
of?
Is he drunk? Or is he crazy?
In short, either one is very possible - otherwise, how could anyone go to such a place for no reason and help a person in such a disadvantaged situation?
Although the priest of Heim also has an extreme obsession with justice, he has long passed the age of blind belief in justice, and he will not naively believe that anyone can still face some extreme difficulties.
Do not hesitate to fight against injustice. Especially now - if this person is not a madman, then unless he is confident. But in the face of such a large number of people, what kind of 'reliance' does he have to be so calm?
, even chatting and laughing?
"I don't know if you have misunderstood something, but please believe that the truth of the matter is not what you see."
Or maybe it was the confusion in that person's words that made the pastor of Lansendre feel a little calmer. After a pause, he politely said, ready to test the other party's reaction - of course, if possible, he didn't intend to Kill to silence, but in order to leave no further consequences, at least the memories of all those who knew about it must be wiped clean.
"Oh. It's not like what I saw. So, what did you say I saw?"
The rest of his life was peaceful. But it left the senior priest of Lansendre speechless... Indeed, he didn't know how much truth this man knew. If he judged from the time he gave the order just now, or earlier, this scene No matter what, the responsibility for fighting lies with you, right?
"Your Excellency the Priest, please don't waste time with this guy anymore. I have met this guy before, and his purpose is also to find... something. So there is no doubt that he is also a fool who has been bewitched. No. , I can even see that rotten, evil color in him! This guy must be an evil criminal!"
A paladin shouted loudly, he stepped forward, pointed his sword in front of his hand, and with a flick of his wings, the light was shining!
As the leader, the pastor frowned deeply, but after a slight pause, he did not say anything to stop him - obviously in his opinion, the hostility of the person in front of him was beginning to show, and it was probably impossible to change it in just a few words. , then you have no choice but to make quick decisions, and an overly cautious attitude will actually only delay time.
The leader's silence made the paladin more confident. He stared at the opponent's face hidden in the shadow of the hood. Although the shadow was so dense that even the bright holy light could not remove it from under the opponent's hood. Completely expelled, but the paladin smiled slightly, but he was already sure of the other party's timidity in his heart - this unfounded confidence made him slightly distracted, his eyes turned to the left, and met three bright eyes one by one. He made contact and nodded slightly, making the owners of the three gazes, the three pairs of bright eyes, each excited beyond words.
The moment of distraction seemed to allow his endless courage to flow from his body, and with a soft drink, he spread his wings and jumped into the air lightly!
Fifty feet.
At this distance, any spell of a mage is just a trick. When he sprints and slashes, he can directly pierce the opponent in the blink of an eye! And that lame kid who only touched the five-layer magic network, There is absolutely no way to resist this blow that is infused with divine energy and uses the power of heavenly creatures!
The young paladin thought so. He squinted his eyes and seemed to have seen the blood spurting out when the black robe in front of him was pierced by his sword blade, as well as the human body igniting in the strong divine flame. Then, he He will be cut off by the hands of Priest Heim, who has been eroded by demonic items, and all evil will be crushed to pieces! He will become the most powerful spokesman for the God of Dawn in the world. He will become the most powerful spokesperson in the legend. Brilliant hero...
The complicated thoughts stopped abruptly in the next moment.
A pair of eyes appeared in the field of vision.
Silver, shining like metal, no, in other words, brighter, more magnificent, that pure silver light, so beautiful... But at the moment that even thinking cannot realize, this beauty changes. It became terrifying! The silver seemed to bloom endlessly, wrapping his entire world in it!
The paladin was trembling and dancing. He tried his best to mobilize every muscle in his body, but his strength was so insignificant in the overwhelming silver! Severe pain immediately surged from every corner of his body! It seemed like
He was being squeezed by a gigantic, ice-filled mountain. He could only open his mouth in vain, unable to help but scream because of the soul-piercing cold!
But in fact, all feelings are just the struggle of the soul...
In everyone's eyes, all this happened in the blink of an eye. They stared wide-eyed, watching the flying figure suddenly lose power and fall from the sky like a stone! On the ground
There was a grinding sound that made people's teeth and bones hurt! The impact of this attack was so huge that it made the human face touch the ground.
Countless pieces of flesh and large streams of blood were rubbed out between the gravel. The corpse rolled on the ground a few times like a doll made of straw, and then fell silent. He maintained a ridiculous posture. Using his face
He supported his body with his feet, and his feet, which were bent over his head, were on the ground. They were still twitching slightly under the stimulation of nerve reflexes.
"Oops, so careless? Haven't you heard that if humans want to learn to fly, they must first have wings? A tight beater can't be a singer, and a hot pot can't be a kang. Why don't you get down to business?
Okay?"
Under the shadow of the hood, his chin, which had become increasingly pale due to the lack of sunlight, was raised, and the corners of his slender mouth turned into a completely mocking smile: "I said, don't look at it, it's just me."
At this time, two women's exclamations sounded as if they had been reminded. Amidst the harsh and sharp wails, the psychic raised his eyes. He noticed that there was no one of the female companions of the poor guy who had completely fallen into the street.
The female paladin has spread out a pair of wings of light, piercing his heart like an arrow from a string!
It's a pity. It's too slow.
The psion narrowed his eyes.
The world is undergoing subtle changes in his sight... The light is overflowing, and everything is illusory and unreal. In the mind's perception, they become pieces, traces of color, material, shape, and all the established things.
Concepts are twisted and turned indescribably, taking on a completely new look!
The psychic tentacles expanded and sprayed at this moment, filling the entire space! But in their twists and turns, some things were lost, such as the figure that was rushing over... It seemed that there was no thickness, flesh, bones and everything
The body made of tissue is becoming thinner, as if it has the shape of the outside, but there is nothing. There are only countless, gleaming lines, stretching out from the middle of the seemingly transparent appearance, connecting each piece
Control everything that belongs to you quietly.
Bizarre.
At the same time, the body of the psychic warlock was gently turning to one side, seemingly slowly, but it happened to cross the bright sword blade. The female knight's pupils shrank, and she seemed unable to understand why she saw what she saw.
The human form cannot touch the sword blade...
But she couldn't figure anything out anymore.
At the moment when she was thinking about it, the black robe trembled, and a hand stretched out from the sleeve of the robe and gently pressed it on the top of her head! The woman subconsciously raised her head, but for the disjointed body movements,
This thought is also just the reaction of the soul.
Next, the hand raised and left the woman's head. But it was by no means in vain - in a place that could not be seen by the naked eye, the hand had penetrated deep into the center of the mass of external medium and grasped it.
, the shining luster part! The woman stumbled while maintaining her forward posture, and even turned back... But the look in her eyes had dimmed, and her life also came to an end in the next step.
"How stubborn...but isn't this an astral apostle?"
The mentalist sighed softly.
He lowered his gaze and stared at a golden flame burning quietly in his palm... But when his eyes came into contact with it, it seemed that he could vaguely detect a trembling female form! And as Edward turned his fingertips,
, the flame slowly rose up, a voice, almost a sobbing cry, and a force that seemed to split it into two!
What power is this?
At this moment, the battlefield fell into an eerie silence, as if something had taken away all the sounds and turned them into questions pressing on everyone's minds... For a while, no one could give the correct answer.
Answer!
The only thing that can be determined may be the terrifying strength of the mage in the black robe... There are no spells, no gestures, and no key elements in memory for casting spells. He seems to just snap the two of them with a snap of his fingers.
Two paladins, two powerful warriors who became one with celestial beings, turned into corpses!
Could it be those monsters called magicians?
How is that possible? He is so young?
But for a true mage, appearance has never been a fixed standard... When a mage truly possesses the foundation known as power, it is not difficult to live forever, let alone simply change the appearance.
?That's just something done randomly.
"No!" the priest of Heim roared! He rushed in that direction! But the two shining long swords struck each other from left to right, forcing him to stop for a moment!
Holding the big sword high in his hand, a layer of divine energy spread out the two swords at the same time!
But after this delay, the paladin returned without looking back.
As for the remaining people, Edward looked down upon them at all. Although their power was good, it was only limited to the realm of ordinary people. Without any celestial beings to host them, they were just a group of cannon fodder. Although the paladin was also
He appealed to the spell casters, but most of their divine powers focused on strengthening, healing, and assisting themselves. For him now, there was no threat at all.
It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Edward stares, his mind will explode and his head will be smashed like an egg! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!