In fact, Lin Chen couldn't figure out why people from the Holy See showed up so quickly. Even if they flew from all over the country, it would have taken half a day. The resurrection ceremony had already ended by then. He actually didn't want to get entangled in this issue.
I don’t know much about the Holy See. The two sides are already facing each other in formation. The most important thing is to watch this battle.
What’s even more strange is that there was only one Crusader army just now, but in the blink of an eye, a group of priests holding crosses appeared behind the Crusader formation, and even zero and zero appeared on both sides of the phalanx.
Scattered, were the stewards of the tribunal wearing black windbreakers.
Lin Chen shook his head. How did these people suddenly appear, or were they hiding there from the beginning? In this way, the Holy See's attack array was also composed of Crusaders at the front, and the priest followed behind, but there were more wings on both sides.
Assisted by about one hundred Inquisition deacons.
War is about to break out!
A group of werewolves on the outermost edge of the Dark Parliament quickly began to transform under the moonlight. The dark wizards behind were scrambling to use dark magic to inspire the greatest power of the werewolf warriors, bloodthirsty, rage, dark regeneration... all kinds of darkness
Magic was applied to every werewolf. On the bloody ground, rows of werewolves were twice as big as before, with blood-red flames burning on their four claws, and a stream of black smoke behind them to increase their speed.
He got down on all fours, roared and ran towards the Crusaders on the opposite side.
While the dark wizards were casting spells, the priests of the Holy See also began to sing in unison, and white ripples continued to appear on the bodies of the Crusaders in front of them. After hard training, their physical fitness was far greater than that of ordinary people.
The soldiers' defense and attack power were further strengthened. The commander pulled out his sword and pointed forward, "In the name of God, eradicate these demons!" The soldiers raised their shields, and the white light on each person was connected together,
Like a wave, it met the werewolves running and jumping out of the darkness!
Light and darkness collided, strangled, and drowned each other in the endless wasteland! When a werewolf tore off the head of a Crusader soldier with one claw, the long sword burning with holy light in the soldier's hand also penetrated deeply into the werewolf's head.
Heart.
These soldiers who have undergone inhuman training, wearing armor and weapons personally blessed by the Pope, can actually resist the attacks from those ferocious monsters. They use excellent and pure swordsmanship, with the desire to sacrifice their lives for God.
The mortals fought deftly and courageously, and each of their swords was a sacred mark, deeply imprinted on the vital parts of those evil creatures!
As for the werewolves, these monsters have completely lost their sense. All that is left in their eyes is blood, madness and killing. This group of terrifying monsters use their amazing strength, rapid speed, and sharp claws to tear apart everything in sight.
The human beings who can be seen, heard, and smelled, these servants of God are their most delicious meal. Almost every claw swipe and every bite takes away one or two pounds of blood and human flesh!
This does nothing to satisfy their thirst for killing!
The front lines of the leading troops on both sides have become completely chaotic and intertwined. The soldiers and werewolves began to look for unpalatable opponents to fight. However, any fool can see that this is obviously disadvantageous for the Crusaders, but human beings will always be stronger in terms of physical strength.
There is a gap between werewolves and werewolves. The commander yelled desperately to reorganize the front, but it was of no avail. His own front had been completely dispersed by the werewolves that hit him like a small truck. The defensive formation that the Crusaders relied on collapsed almost instantly.
, the group spells cast by the priests to consolidate the front also lost their effect. Those dark, huge, furry bodies gradually became more conspicuous on the battlefield. The sky above the battlefield was filled with the wails of soldiers, and werewolves could be seen everywhere grabbing the mutilated soldiers.
The scene of his body being flung violently into the sky.
Even Liu Yu, the eldest lady of the killer family, couldn't bear to watch this tragic and bloody scene. This feeling is different from how she usually cuts the target's throat with a knife or leaves a bloody mark on the target's forehead after receiving a commission.
The hole was completely different, it was a shuddering, shocking feeling, as if it was actually being submerged in a sticky blood bag.
Lin Chen stared coldly at the bloody battlefield, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Dear, this is war, this is the battlefield, human life is so worthless on the battlefield, open your eyes and watch
, if one day you are in it and your legs are weak, it will be over."
Liu Yu bit her lip and turned her gaze to the battlefield. At this moment, a black beam of light suddenly penetrated the entire battlefield and hit the tall wall of light on the opposite side.
The Crusaders' soldiers had been almost slaughtered. It seemed that the Holy See still underestimated the power of the werewolves. The soldiers who were lucky enough to survive retreated to the back of the priest's camp. The next step was a head-on confrontation between the two mage camps.
, the Dark Council took the lead in shooting rows of jet-black light pillars at the opponent, and then they were all blocked by the wall of holy light summoned by the opponent.
A dark shadow suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield. Shokaresti lowered his head. Two heavy silver pistols slipped from his sleeves into his hands. The two werewolves threw away their limbs and ran towards him quickly from the front.
When Shokares opened his eyes, two werewolves turned into ashes one meter away in front of him.
"In the name of God, judgment begins!"
Shokares shouted, and eight black-clothed deacons holding Gatling six-barreled wheels stood behind him at the same time. Forty-eight rapidly rotating gun barrels sprayed out dense holy light bullets, strafing the battlefield ahead.
Werewolf on.
Deacons appeared in every corner of the battlefield like shadows, and quickly approached each roaring werewolf. Their movements seemed to be flowing smoothly, and the blood-stained claws of the werewolf could not even touch a corner of their clothes.
, each time they avoided an attack, the silver bullets wrapped in holy light accurately penetrated the werewolf's head, or the sharp silver knife cut off the werewolf's limbs. They were here to kill monsters.
They created a group of humans who were more like monsters. When they chopped off the heads of werewolves, they even had the same excited and fanatical emotions as the others.
The dark wizards were angry, and they overlapped with vicious curses. All the wizards' wands were aimed at the figures of the deacons who were massacred in the darkness, but before they could chant the spells, more than a dozen people were covered in tatters.
The dark priest wrapped in a black robe turned into a ball of black mist and rushed out. Before a deacon could barely react, he was grabbed by a dry hand in the darkness and was caught in the chest, and then blazing black fire burst out from his body.
After two or three seconds, it was burned into black and dry bones.