When the swords intersected, there was no earth-shattering noise or impact as expected, or even any sound at all. It was like two disembodied virtual images connected silently. After the swords and swords collided together, they did not separate, but briefly
The ground stuck together.
The two weapons did not separate, and neither of them moved, but the judgment was undoubtedly made. The dark red light like blood on the sword began to dissipate under the impact of the white holy light, and the white light spread from the cross sword
Turning towards the blade, in just a blink of an eye, the original dark red sword has become like a sacred weapon blessed by holy power, radiating with brilliant white magic.
Not only the blade, but the white holy light also spread toward Asa like a tide, from his wrists, arms, to his chest. Although the Hiltons and three others could tell that something was wrong, they didn't know how to intervene in this inexplicable fight.
He didn't even dare to intervene. In just a few blinks, the white light had already covered Asa's whole body.
Asa could feel the power mixed with Fang's magic power and fighting spirit surging in his body. But it was not overwhelming. Although this power was incredibly powerful, it was not destructive or destructive. It just moved along the path.
His veins, blood vessels, and even his senses flowed upstream together. He even felt as if he had fallen into a huge river of hot water, being pushed and pulled by the irresistible force. Every part of his body was...
Every bit of strength is drowned.
With a soft sound, the swords finally separated. Asa staggered back a few steps and fell to his knees limply.
The Holy Light Cross Sword made a little light and dissipated in Lancelot's hand, turning back into the small piece of cross that looked ordinary. Lancelot let out a long sigh and hung the cross back on his neck. If there is
He looked thoughtfully at Asa on the ground. There was a look of fatigue on his face, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.
The two temple knights breathed a sigh of relief and didn't even look at the wanted criminal on the ground. They knew very well that even with the use of paralysis and dozens of fine steel shackles, this sword would not be possible.
The resulting restraint effect is very good. Unlike paralysis, which uses magic to condense and solidify the vitality in the opponent's body, the abundant power in this sword directly covers all the vitality and functions. Although this method is profound and subtle,
But the effect is completely overwhelming power. Unless the vitality in this person's body can be greater than Lancelot's power, no matter how clever the method is, it will be impossible to eliminate the effect of this mixture of fighting spirit and magic.
But the two temple knights are still a little confused. If you just capture this opponent, there are at least a hundred different ways, and even if you have to escape unscathed, there will be no less than twenty. But Lancelot obviously adopted the following method:
The most laborious thing was probably that he saw the reason why the cardinal's paralysis technique had no obvious effect on this opponent.
Lancelot stared blankly at Asa on the ground, his thick eyebrows frowning more and more, then he shook his head and waved to the two temple knights: "Take him away."
Christine looked at Jessica and hesitated for a moment without moving. Adric didn't pay attention, completely ignored the three Hiltons next to him, and walked straight over to lift Asa up from the ground.
Hilton and Druid did not dare to make the slightest move, while Jessica clenched a pair of daggers with both hands. After all, she still did not take action. The difference in strength was really too big, and even taking action was meaningless.
Just when Edric mentioned Asa and walked towards Lancelot, the teleportation magic circle not far away suddenly lit up.
There are very few opportunities to use Tularion's teleportation magic circle. The elves rarely come out of here. And there are even fewer people who can obtain the teleportation scroll here, but as soon as the teleportation magic circle lights up, what appears on it is
There are two rays of teleportation magic at the same time.
The blue light has not dissipated, and I can't see who is inside at all, but the murderous aura that is like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, with thousands of troops and horses killing all without distinction in order to stop killing, is already as strong as sharp knives.
In the air, it is not only felt by the human skin, but is even so strong that it can be smelled by the ears and only by the nose.
With the instinct that he has experienced in countless battles, Edric, who was closest to the teleportation magic circle, immediately raised his war gun and flew back. His movements were definitely fast enough. The skills of the Temple Knights were in front of anyone and under any circumstances.
He was definitely not slow, but no matter how fast he was, he was still holding a person in his hand. Although he instinctively felt the fierceness and incomparable murderous aura, he still did not let go.
Although he is fast, there are two people faster than him.
A figure rushed out of the magic circle with the blue light of teleportation magic, and shot at Edric like a sharp arrow, but no sharp arrow could have such power, such murderous intent and such
Speed. In just this short moment, the expression on the Temple Knight's face changed from surprise to horror.
The other faster person was Lancelot. In fact, when the light of teleportation magic just lit up, he was already alert, and the cross he had just put on his neck was already in his hand. But when the overwhelming murderous aura seemed to come out of thin air,
When it suddenly appeared, the Holy Light Cross Sword took shape in an instant, but this time the sword was no longer held in his hand like that, but extended to his whole body, and the light emanating from his whole body formed a huge sword.
The sword. He flew up with the empty finger of one hand, and drove the huge lightsaber with his whole body to slash into the air at the figure who had just escaped from the magic circle.
The majestic and majestic momentum shown by the sword facing Asa just now was just to intimidate people. Now this sword explodes all the emptiness and majesty, transforming it into the most substantial and lethal thing, as if
A bow with its strings fully drawn gives people a feeling of power, but when the strings are released and all that feeling is transformed into power, it is the most terrifying thing.
Edric was retreating. The man who rushed out of the magic circle was chasing. Lancelot was intercepting, and the three of them converged on a point almost at the same time.
There was a loud noise, and the three Hiltons who were standing a little closer were directly thrown away by the huge airflow. This was not a magic explosion, but simply the shock and impact caused by the collision with each other.
Including Christine, who didn't have time to catch up, no one present could see clearly how the three figures collided with each other or what each of them did. By the time they reacted, the three of them had suddenly separated.
Already.
A large semicircular pit sank into the ground at the point where the three of them met. Edric, who had retreated to Christine, had a face full of surprise, anger, and disbelief. The war gun in his hand was already bent.
It looks like it, from the distorted and deformed appearance, it looks like it is just a thing made out of clay, and it seems like it has been twisted hard.
But everyone knows that the weapons in the hands of the Temple Knights are never mud. In fact, this sacred war gun cannot even be regarded as a weapon in the ordinary sense. It is a top-level magic item like the Radiant Armor. It was created by Seles
The weapon was specially created to fight Negan. It fought against the Minotaur's strength and huge battle axe, which even exceeded the ogre. The unparalleled material, style and magic power attached to it are both top-notch.
But Edric's anger and surprise were not because of this, but because his other hand was empty. The person who originally carried it had disappeared.
Even when he felt extremely dangerous just now, he did not give up the prisoner. That was Sir Lancelot's order, but this man forcefully snatched the prisoner back from his hands.
However, no matter how angry he was, he had no idea of flying back to snatch the person back, because he knew very well that without Lancelot's action, not only would the person be snatched back, but he himself would have been dead long ago.
The Holy Light Cross Sword on Lancelot, who also retreated, has dissipated. His brown hair is slightly messy, and he is even breathing slightly. His brown eyes are firmly locked on the person in front of him, his gaze is like a mountain.
This man has no weapons. He doesn't even have armor on him. He is tall and slightly thin, and his eyes like the deep black sea meet the eyes of the paladin opposite. Asa, who was originally in Edric's hand, is now in his hand.
Above, it was such an unarmed man who snatched someone away from the powerful Temple Knights in the continent.
However, no one can survive the combined efforts of a temple knight and a paladin. This man's right hand is already bloody and bloody. Just now it was the temple knight with long fingers and even a very elegant look.
One punch bent the Battle of Heaven and Earth in the hands of the Temple Knight, and then hit Lancelot's Cross Sword of Holy Light.
The key is that he looks tired now, and there is sweat on his forehead. He has already struck with all his strength just now. And the injury is not just the right hand as it appears on the surface. But no matter how tired or injured such a person is,
No one dared to think there was any chance.
Although this man snatched Asa over, he didn't even look at him. All his attention was on staring at each other with the Paladin opposite. The most obvious thing in their eyes was surprise, and they spoke almost at the same time: "
It's you?"
"How is it? Is it still too late?" At this time, another person on the teleportation magic circle came down and asked, an old man with a short silver beard and short hair, with a straight waist. If it weren't for the wrinkles, his expression and spirit
He definitely couldn't tell that he was an old man. All the temple knights knew this man. He was previously a famous sage, scholar, and adventurer in the mainland, and now he is the well-known Lord of Ouf City, Cedros. And the man who came with him
There is no doubt that the man can only be Gru who leads the Orc army.
"I've said before that it's better to be late than never." Gru still looked at Lancelot opposite. "And I didn't expect to meet this guy here. But... he shouldn't be a subordinate of the Necromancer.
"
"That's absolutely impossible." Cedros looked at Lancelot and smiled, nodded. Then he said softly in a voice that only he could hear: "I told you this plan is very dangerous..."
Hearing the word "Necromancer's men", Edric's dark face turned even darker, and two black veins jumped. If Lancelot hadn't been silent, he would have pounced on him immediately. But next to him
Another temple knight, Christian, didn't show even the slightest bit of fighting spirit. His eyes when he looked at Gru were not only surprised, but also filled with anger and fear.
Be it the elves in the distance, Hilton or the Druids, everyone was shocked by this sudden scene and stayed where they were unable to move. Only one person stepped forward, and it was Jessica.
She walked to Gru with trembling steps and then knelt down. She lay at Gru's feet in the most respectful way for a devout believer to the gods. The trembling in her voice came from the depths of her soul.
Fear. "Great messenger of Moriel, your servant obeys your command and begs for your forgiveness...".