As the tens-meter-wide huge body of Fire Phoenix was split into two, the fire clouds in the sky disappeared. The white light rain also disappeared, and only the trace of the white light streaking across the black sky remained.
Everything was cut off with this sword and disappeared without a trace.
The two pieces of the Phoenix's body fell to the ground, and flames still burst out, but the flames were far less powerful than before. After the flames, the Phoenix's body turned into a pile of ashes. The surrounding fire elements were still shooting towards that place.
The ashes gathered there, but this time the speed of gathering was very slow. The sword that created the world contained more than just power, its influence had already reached the level of space and elemental ions.
With a roar, the decapitating sword was inserted heavily into the pile of ashes of the burned phoenix, like a majestic monument. There was a cracking sound that was inaudible in comparison, and several crystal fragments flew out. The air was filled with fire.
The fluctuations of the elements were like a giant sighing on the verge of death. After a final stir, it finally subsided completely and returned to the most primitive silence.
The entire Glory Castle was boiling, and everyone saw that the ancient hand beast known as the Phoenix finally fell to the sword of the archangel.
The archangel's golden-bearded face remained expressionless, as if the countless worships and cheers at his feet had nothing to do with him. He lowered his head and looked at Asa.
Although Asa couldn't see it, he could feel it. He felt that the mountain-like majesty and pressure were all tilted to the top of his head. He knew that the archangel had turned his attention to him. He suddenly put more force on his hands.
He slashed with all his strength and roared: "Get away."
Ever since he asked the phoenix to push the archangel away, he wanted to take the opportunity to escape outside, but he couldn't escape.
Lancelot had already attacked Phoenix instead. Both the swordsman and the priest were attracted by the earth-shattering battle above. It was originally an excellent opportunity. As long as he stood out from this circle, no one would be able to catch him again.
He could hold him and surround him. And it only took two or three seconds. But just when he started to rush out, a person stopped him.
This person turned out to be Talis who had been in the cell.
Just now, the Templars had already dismantled this cell to its skeleton. The aftermath of the battle between the Archangel and the Phoenix completely shook the place into ruins. Talis had been standing aside and watching quietly.
, whether Asa escapes or Lancelot pursues,
She stood there and watched the prayers and battles of the priests and magicians, but her expression was always weird. But when she saw Asa rushing out, she suddenly gritted her teeth and grabbed a templar's hand.
The long sword rushed forward and blocked the front.
"Are you crazy? Don't block the way." Asa slashed it with one knife. Although he was also surprised that Talis would block the road at this most critical moment, he knew that this was not the time to be surprised. No matter who was ahead
Everyone can only be chopped open with one knife.
Talis barely managed to hold on to the sword and staggered back. She gritted her teeth again, and seemed to have used a lot of strength to shout: "Stop this man, he is trying to escape."
With just this stop and this sound, the surrounding Templars all reacted. Although their minds were attracted by the battle above, they were well-trained warriors after all, and dozens of them immediately swarmed up.
"Sister Talis, how did you..." Ayimei's face was filled with disbelief.
Talis didn't answer. She didn't even look at her. She just raised her sword again and rushed towards Asa like crazy. The light rain in the air had disappeared, and the rich white magic that filled the air was gradually disappearing.
Reduced, the two Necromancer Knights have begun to gradually regain their mobility, but the Templar Knights swarming around them have been tightly surrounding them.
"Brother Asa, leave me alone, go away quickly... stop fighting." Ayime yelled in Asa's arms, but she didn't dare to move.
Asa's face was ashen, and the knives he slashed at Talis were heavier and heavier than the last. Talis resisted with great difficulty. But no matter how hard she tried, she never retreated. Asa actually
She was indeed blocked. Although the Templars nearby continued to come up to help, most of them staggered back after being slashed with one blow.
If there were no Talis, if there were only a few instead of dozens of holy churches, these elite swordsmen specially recruited by the church might still be able to deal with Asa, but there were dozens of people around, and Lancelot's
With the disciple in front, everyone unknowingly flinched. That knife
The dark and bloody aura emanating from the body is like a torch in the dark night in this newly abundant white magic field. You can even see the bloody magic fluctuations in the black with the naked eye. Even a piece of wood can guess that it is like this.
What would be the consequences of being hit with a knife?
Talis was the only one who didn't take a step back. She took more than half of the offensive by herself. She seemed to have no scruples at all, and was not afraid that the knife filled with strange aura would hit her body. Every move and every attempt was made.
They are both extremely fierce and lose-lose tactics.
Under such circumstances, Asa discovered that the swordsmanship of this woman, who had never seemed very smart or very powerful, was completely beyond his previous impression. It was a combination of talent and Lancelot's long-term teachings.
The result of this. Although Asa had the upper hand in terms of strength, he couldn't force her away in two or three blows.
It wasn't until he felt that the fluctuations of the fire element in the air had completely subsided, and the incomparable pressure from the Archangel was like a mountain, that Asa let go of Ayime, and roared with all his strength. He knew that this was the last
An opportunity, if it doesn't happen now, it really will never happen.
This blow was a real full-power sword. The black sword light was like a sudden black wave, overwhelming and completely covering up Youlisi's sword light. The few Templar warriors around who were involved in this sword were retreating.
, everyone can see that they cannot withstand or block such a sword.
After all, there are countless companions around him, as well as the God of War Lancelot, and the miraculous angel in the sky. Even if he gives in a little bit and hides, this person probably still can't escape. So it seems that no fool is willing
Risk your own life to stand in such a way.
But there was one person who did not hide or let go. Liz held back a long sword with her backhand. She held the sword on her arm and intertwined her hands. All the fighting spirit and magic light were concentrated on her arm. She actually wanted to use
Use your own body to block this knife...
The white magic all over the sky has dissipated, as if it was dispersed by this sword. This overwhelming black is not only the sword energy, but also the corpse energy, evil energy of necromancy magic, and the murderous energy that is enough to crush all living things.
.To be angry like this
Only a master like Lancelot, who has integrated his mind, martial arts, and soul, can use this powerful sword that combines all the murderous aura and aura. This is also a sword that he cannot resist except for such a master.
Even if Talis couldn't use such a blow, she would never fail to see the power of this blow, but she still gathered all her strength and fighting spirit to block the blow. Because as long as she didn't let it go, Asa
This sword can only be wielded firmly, and the body will be stunned, and then the momentum will weaken, leaving the best opportunity for others, and he will never be able to escape again.
The black sword energy was like a tide. Like thunder, human flesh was more fragile than water-soaked bread in such a frenzy. However, there was no fear in Talis's eyes, and there was no strong emotion such as fighting spirit.
There is just a strange calmness and sadness.
"Sister..." Aiyimei's screams were completely drowned in the sound of wind and momentum caused by this knife. Even though she was not proficient in martial arts, she could feel that Talis was blocking this attack just by feeling.
With one knife, Asa would be torn into pieces in a matter of seconds.
There was a muffled sound in the local area, and the black storm all over the sky disappeared. All the swordsmen here were experienced veterans with many battles. They could all hear it. The sound was a mixture of metal and bones breaking.
Talis was not cut into pieces, but just flew out like a cannonball thrown by a trebuchet. With a bang, she hit a wall not far behind. The wall collapsed, burying Talis.
Below, everyone can see the blood foam she spurted in the air.
Talis was not the only one who vomited blood. Blood also soaked from the corner of Asadi's mouth. He slashed Talis away with the knife. However, he seemed to be injured as well and could not move for the time being.
But even if he couldn't move, there were others who could. Rodhart and Silica, who were surrounded by the Templars, suddenly rushed out at this time.
The white light rain summoned by the archangel has dissipated, and the white magic has gradually weakened in the air. Although the movements of the two undead knights are slowly recovering, their recovery seems to be very limited, so the Templars can work together to trap them.
But just as Asa drew his sword and his body paused, the two undead knights let out a strange cry in unison, and black juice overflowed from their facial features at the same time. Then their movements
Completely restored to the way it was when he just rushed into the Glory Castle.
The two figures who had just been struggling with the white magic of the Templars suddenly accelerated, and several Templars surrounding them were directly knocked into the air, and then they rushed towards Asa and Ayime.
With the amazing speed and strength of these two monsters, as long as they really charge, almost no one can stop them. But as soon as their bodies moved, a tall tower-like shadow suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the two of them.
On the human body. This is the great beheading sword of the Archangel.
The ground shook under the power of the giant sword. The lower bodies of the two undead knights remained on the side of the sword, while the upper bodies continued to fly out relying on inertia. The hand holding the sword loosened, and each one looked like a human being.
The big finger pointed at Asa, and then Asa completely stiffened.
The Archangel's overlooking gaze showed no expression at all, and that supreme majesty could express what it should express better than any expression.
The holy light surrounding the angel suddenly became stronger at this time, and then the huge angel, tens of meters tall, slowly became thinner in the holy light, disappearing into the air like the shadow of an illusion.
Amid the chorus of prayers from the priests, the Pope, who had been standing upright like a statue in the Hall of Light, finally moved. He shook, then stumbled and fell to the ground.
Finally...I couldn't make it in time to upload this chapter on New Year's Day...I just got home...Sorry.
Wish you all a happy new year and a happy new year...