"I didn't expect to see black elves here." Gru glanced at Jessica on the ground in surprise and snorted coldly. "Get up and go away. Don't get in the way here. I have no time to care about you."
Jessica stood up tremblingly and backed away. Hilton and Druid stared at her dumbfounded, completely confused. They had always thought that this dark-skinned companion was just a desert nomad from the south. But these two people appeared out of nowhere.
The people, as well as the lightning, flint, and earth-shattering exchange just now made them feel as if they were falling into a cloud.
"So this guy is waiting for you." Lancelot's eyes wandered between Gru and Asa, and he nodded thoughtfully. "It seems that this matter is not as simple as it seems. But there is something wrong with it.
I don't want to pursue it for the time being. You just need to hand that person over to me. His Majesty the Pope asked me to take him back. I must take him away."
"It's all nonsense." Gru stared at Lancelot and showed a smile that was absolutely devoid of kindness. His voice became colder and sharper. "Is there something wrong with your head? Do you think I will listen to you?
An order?”
"I never talk nonsense. This is to tell you the best choice." Lancelot returned a kind smile to Gru. "I can see that you are very tired, and you were injured in the fight just now.
No, your full blow failed to defeat Edric, and it will definitely not be easy to fight with me again."
"It's not easy for you either. I can see that you spent a lot of effort to deal with this kid before. And your sword probably won't be used for the time being. Now between the two of us against the three of you, we seem to have the greater chance of winning.
." Gru slowed down his tone and spat out each word. "Besides, we have reason to make a bet. Killing you and the two temple knights here is far easier than letting you lead the army to attack Oufu.
Much more to deal with.”
Gru's voice seemed to have become so cold and hard that it collided with the air and everyone's heart. The look he looked at Lancelot was like two gleaming swords condensed from his eyes and he was about to kill.
life.
Cedros didn't say anything to Gru's proposal, he just coughed twice. He took a deep look at the three temple knights, and then stretched out his hand to use healing skills on Gru's injured hand. He didn't look like he was qualified.
Lu made his plans known, but this ambiguity was usually more frightening than any outright threat.
The injury on Gru's hand is slowly recovering at a visible speed. But even if this kind of flesh wound is deepened and widened ten times, it is extremely insignificant compared to a head-on collision with the Holy Light Cross Sword and the consumption of fighting energy.
. Moreover, no matter how advanced the treatment technique is, it is impossible to recover the damage and the fighting spirit consumed. But the same is true for Lancelot.
While using the healing technique, Cedros's other hand was not idle. He waved it lightly a few times, and the light of various auxiliary magics continued to shine on himself and Gru's body.
As the auxiliary magic continued to flash, the Hilton trio and the elves who were watching could not understand or thought there was something wrong. However, the expressions of the two temple knights began to slowly change, and even Lancelot wrinkled slightly.
Eyebrows raised. Although the level of these magics is not very high, the number and effects are so complex that almost all the middle and low-level auxiliary magics in the first magic system are present. The two of them have almost become an exhibition place for auxiliary magics. This
The combined effect of dozens of auxiliary magics is even better than the Blessing of Heaven on the Radiant Armor. Moreover, these complex magics superimpose and influence each other, and even the use of purification spells may not be able to remove them from the opponent.
Eliminate.
More importantly, being able to silently cast so many types of magic in such a short period of time shows the mastery of this old man's ability to control demons. He has learned a lot and is extremely proficient in casting spells silently and instantly. Such a man can
A caster who shoots spells like a volley of crossbows is absolutely terrifying in this kind of close combat. No matter how excellent the protection of the Radiant Armor is, the uninterrupted low- and mid-level magic cannot be compared to any flesh-and-blood body.
Can bear it.
Lancelot sighed. He nodded lightly and said, "I admit that the two of you are probably a little better than the three of us, but we are not just three people."
As if to confirm his words, as the onlookers from a distance gave way, Cardinal Adela and his party arrived.
Seeing Gru and Cedros, the expression on Adela's face instantly showed the unexpected surprise and ferociousness, and then she laughed: "Okay, okay, this is really a gift from our lord. All attack and kill them all."
…”
Adela didn't finish her sentence because the battle started as soon as he smiled.
His laughter had just started, and the golden battle bow in Welsky's hand was already on the string like a full moon. The reaction on the battlefield was definitely not that of laughing and talking after seeing the enemy.
In fact, among the group of people who came here, only Wilsky's reaction was the fastest and most intense when he saw the two masters of Ofu. His eyes were fixed on Gru, and his thin face suddenly changed.
Boiling with angry fighting spirit and murderous intent, a pair of eyes that were sunk in their sockets burst out with terrifying light. In the blink of an eye, he had already drawn his bow and arrow, and when the cardinal's words just came out, it was just
The meter-long fine steel magic-breaking arrow had already left the string like thunder and lightning, shooting straight at... Cedros.
Although Welsky's eyes and killing intent were all on Gru, his arrow was aimed at the old man next to him. He could tell at just one glance that this was the most critical link. The magic controller was fighting.
There is always the strongest link and the weakest link.
But although he reacted quickly enough, it was Cedros who was faster. When he saw the figure of the Cardinal and his group, his expression began to change, and he immediately took out a teleportation scroll in his hand, and at the same time
He whispered to Gru: "Let's go."
But Gru looked at Asa on the ground and hesitated slightly. At this time, Welski's arrow had already been shot. At this moment, Welski's body and the huge war bow in his hand simultaneously emitted a golden dazzling light.
, the human and the bow are integrated, and it is impossible to tell whether the brilliance on the bow has infected the human body or whether the human's fighting spirit has infected the bow.
As soon as the arrow left the string, the ears of everyone within a hundred meters were filled with a sharp roar. But the sound was definitely not from the arrow itself. This arrow was faster than the sound, and the air within a hundred meters from where the sound was made.
As soon as the arrow left the string, all the air in the surrounding area was stirred up.
The fine steel magic-breaking arrow, which is more than one meter long and as thick as a thumb, shines with dazzling light like a golden thunder, and it emits a power that can only be driven by rushing a car. Even if the arrow in front is not a gold-cracked stone arrow but a large
A ball of cotton, if you shoot someone to death with such an arrow, you can definitely hit him to death.
Cedros's reaction was definitely fast enough. As soon as he saw Welsky's bow, he immediately understood that the target was him. But he did not hide. Even with dozens of auxiliary magics, he still could not avoid it.
An arrow that was unparalleled in speed. He didn't even use the magic to protect the arrow. Although he could use these magics much slower than the blink of an eye, whether it was the Cyclone Aegis or the Ground Shield, in front of such an arrow and a piece of tissue paper
Not much different. So he is not defending, but attacking.
However, the target of his attack was not Will Skye who attacked him, but the three Lancelots who were closest to him. He waved a small-scale slowing spell with his left hand, and then fired two thunderbolts of ice with his right hand, followed by another with his left hand.
Followed by a thunderbolt and lightning. In just the blink of an eye, he had already issued three series of four magic spells. Just this move was enough to surprise the three temple knights.
But surprise is surprise, and the effect of this magic is almost limited to surprise. The slowness spell was instantly annihilated by the glorious armor and the powerful fighting spirit of the temple knights themselves. Two thunderbolts of ice were immediately wiped out by Christine's silver giant sword.
A thunderbolt hit Lancelot right in the chest, but the white light mixed with fighting spirit and magic on his body only brightened slightly. The lightning seemed to strike in the ocean and disappeared without even a spark.
.
However, these four magics also slightly blocked the movements of the three temple knights, giving Gru enough time. Because they also moved almost at the same time as Welleska, but their target was Gru.
In just this short moment, the tacit understanding and trust between the two groups of people were fully demonstrated. As soon as Welsky made his move, the three Lancelots already knew that his target was Cedros. All of them
They also took action at the same time, targeting Gru, who was the only one who could save Cedros. But Cedros's well-timed attack just gave Gru a chance to catch an arrow.
If there is only one person in the world who can catch Welsky's arrow that is like light with his bare hands, then this person must be Gru. The moment the golden bow was fully stringed, he was already alert,
He stepped forward, and his hands filled with white light had already grasped the golden light that tore the air around him, and restored it to the stainless steel magic-breaking arrow.
Deng Deng Deng, everyone could feel the trembling of the ground. Gru, who held the Demon-Breaking Arrow, took one step back, two steps, and three steps before he stood firm. The ground was deeply dented with each step he landed.
Even after taking three steps back, Gru's body still swayed, the fighting spirit light in his hands weakened, and even his face changed slightly. But in the next moment, his fighting spirit and murderous intention that had dissipated immediately appeared with thousands of energy.
He rolled back crazily. He roared angrily and threw the magic-breaking arrow in his hand towards Wellskai.
It was only then that the cardinal's nonsense words were drowned out by the demon-breaking arrow's renewed cry that was ten times more powerful and stern.