Sword of Dawn

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But now... what the hell is this? !

What the hell are the Cecils doing?Was this the work of the Cecils?

Francine Pepper stood blankly on the crumbling bow, watching the boats that his family had accumulated over the years sank into the water one after another, disintegrated into scattered debris, and the blood of the dead soldiers was still floating on the wreckage. There was a dazzling bright red in between, knights in heavy plate armor and mages in thick robes struggled among the blood, wreckage, and corpses, and were swallowed up one by one by the rushing water of the Whitewater River. Looking at Viscount Roxvall, an orthodox nobleman famous for his elegance, calmness and wisdom sank before his eyes with a broken plank, and the bright flag of the Viscount family was still floating on the water not far away...

"What the hell... happened?" Earl Peibo stared blankly at all this. The drastic change in reality was beyond his comprehension. He suddenly felt that the scene in front of him had become a bizarre and absurd drama. On the stage of the drama that he understood, he closed his eyes and covered his ears, blocking out all these perceptions, and recalled the comfortable velvet bed in his castle. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and let go of his ears ——The dead body of Baron Korandorf sank before his eyes, and it sank in the same place as Viscount Roxvall.

"It's over, it's over..."

Whatever the cause of the disaster, it was all over now.

At this moment, out of the corner of Franning Pepper's eye, he suddenly saw something happening in the distance——

He saw the soldiers who fell into the water struggling to swim to the river bank, and a large number of soldiers wearing strange armor and holding strange equipment appeared on the river bank at some time. These soldiers pointed at the coalition soldiers who swam ashore with the strange equipment on their arms And tie them up one by one.

It was the Cecils - they destroyed the entire Allied fleet in incomprehensible ways.

"My lord—my lord!"

The loud shouts of the accompanying knight awakened Francine Pepper, the knight was injured by the aftermath of the explosion, and his face was covered with blood at the moment, he took Earl Pepper's hand and shook it eagerly: "My lord! Go away! Get on the boat and go!"

Earl Pepper finally realized that no matter what kind of shock, fear, and tension he had given way to the desire to survive, he immediately followed the knight and ran towards the direction where the escape boat was parked, asking loudly while running: "Viscount Copani where?!"

"Viscount Copani is dead—I don't know how he died. There is no injury on his body, but his internal organs are all broken!" The knight shouted loudly, "Many people who stood with Viscount Copani died I'm afraid they were killed by a curse!"

Earl Pepper felt a thin layer of cold sweat, and his fat body exploded at an alarming speed at this moment. He rushed to the place where the lifeboat was parked in three or two steps. He jumped on it with the knight, and greeted the nearby Soldiers: "Row the boat! Row the boat!"

The lifeboat broke away from the big ship, and the oarsmen waved their oars desperately, causing the boat to flee like crazy in the continuous explosion water column, and quickly escaped from the middle section of the fleet where the explosion was most dense. The big ships at the end of the team were trying their best to turn—they were clumsy and slow, even with the assistance of magic runes and the efforts of the oarsmen, it might be difficult to escape the explosion that was about to cover their heads.

Only a few large ships and a dozen small boats escaped from that terrible hell, Count Pepper didn't even know how he escaped, he felt himself staggering in the small boat for a long time, that nightmarish explosion The sound and the sharp whistling sound of something cutting through the air finally disappeared in his mind, and seeing the familiar Tanzania city wall appearing in front of him, the earl, who was still in shock, dared to breathe a little in relief.

After confirming that there were no more pursuers in the rear, the frightened expression on Franning Peibo's face calmed down a little. He looked at the towering city wall of Tanzania in front of him, half relieved and half comforting himself, and said, "Fortunately, this place is no longer in Saipan. The land of the Syl is gone, otherwise if there is another enemy ambush on this wall, my life will be over..."

While speaking, a rush of whistles suddenly sounded from the city wall of Tanzan Town, and then one after another strangely shaped devices with some kind of metal guide rail appeared between the wall stacks.

Accompanied by the sudden flash of magic light between these metal guide rails, the nightmarish explosions and howls came overwhelmingly...

Chapter 0397 Unfriendly Guest

The roar of the giant cannon from the south bank of the Baishui River can be faintly heard in the pier square.

The citizens of Cecil knew that it was the loud noise made by the unique magical weapons of the combat corps. Behind every loud noise was a devastating explosion, even if it was the Pyroblast technique issued by the great magician. It is also incomparable to the power of those giant cannons. The citizens of Cecil, who have seen the explosion power of Rebecca crystal with their own eyes, and read the analysis articles about this war in the newspaper, believe that in those powerful In the face of the giant cannon, Earl Hossman and the mob he assembled had no chance of winning at all—just like the aberrations who attacked the territory twice but were defeated twice had no chance of winning.

People in this era have not yet experienced the baptism of the information explosion, and they have not had the habit of questioning the lord. The impact of lack of information sources and heavy working life on them still remains. After acquiring the ability to read and think, they immediately and unconditionally believed everything the newspaper and the lord said. They didn't care, and they didn't even think about what happened to the two armies of 7 people organized by Earl Horsman. What does it mean? Since the lord said he could win, he would definitely win.

This will certainly change someday as education advances and culture develops, but at least for now, this near-blind trust and following is necessary to keep the Cecilians united and motivated.

A small half of the people in the city have arrived near the pier square, listening to the roar of artillery fire from upstream, but Cecil's outstanding discipline still restrains those citizens who have work tasks, and most of them still stay at their jobs Go on, continue to do what you have to do, and wait for tomorrow's "outsider" to announce the latest situation on the front line.

A pair of pale golden illusory eyes floated above the south city wall. Its color was so light that it almost completely merged with the background of the sky. After a few seconds, the eyes condensed by the power of the holy light gradually dissipated.

In a small dense forest next to the dark mountains outside the southern city wall, an old man wearing a white priest robe with gold trim and a triple crown with intricate patterns slowly opened his eyes, a pale golden light shone in his eyes Gone in a flash.

"It's really surprising that this city is still so peaceful even though it is surrounded by war and the invading enemies are even larger than the entire population of the city..." The old man in the priest's robe couldn't help but admire, " I really don't know what demagogic method that Duke Gawain Cecil used to make the order in the city so orderly..."

A middle-aged priest next to the old man couldn't help shaking his head: "I'm afraid the people in the city don't even know the news of the war. If they knew what kind of army was attacking their city, they would have already The escape is over."

"Using deception and deception... This is in line with the duke's act of sheltering heretics," the old man said with a gentle and indifferent expression, "presumably those sinners who violated the Lord's wishes and believed in heretical gods are now hiding in the city ...Everyone, come with me, it is time for those heretics to recognize the reality and realize that even if they flee to the south and hide in the cities of the Cecilians, they will not be able to escape the punishment of the Lord."

As the old man spoke, he strode out of the forest, and behind him, one after another, heavily armed figures came out of their hiding places.

Those were a total of twelve Holy See knights with powerful holy light surging from their bodies. They were wearing holy enchanted armor made of pure gold and light cast iron, and on top of the armor were pale golden cloaks embroidered with holy light mottos. The original and pure power of holy light surged on the enchanted long sword, and even the horses under the crotch were covered with armor made of the highest quality stainless steel-every knight here has high-level strength, they have rich experience, cooperate Skillful, coupled with their luxurious equipment, even in the face of a legend, they can persist long enough!

These are the strengths that the Church of the Holy Light is most proud of. It is the confidence that this "healing" church that believes in the Holy Light and is dominated by priests can become the strongest church in Ansu. The powerful Holy See knights have the power of the Holy Light They are powerful, skilled and physically strong fighters who use special methods to spread the power of the Holy Light—usually by hacking to death those who do not believe in the Holy Light.

An old man in a gold-rimmed priest's robe, Bishop Lemont of the southern diocese of the Church of the Holy Light glanced at the troops he had brought with him in satisfaction—the Church of the Holy Light is weak in the southern region, but it is not without savings. Half of the knights who have broken through to high rank are reinforcements sent by the central diocese, and the other half are the strength of the southern diocese themselves. These pious and fanatical warriors can fight to the death for their beliefs to the last moment, and today, these noble Time for warriors to prove their faith to the Lord.

Even the founding duke of the kingdom must not destroy the great cause of the Lord!

The old man led his attendants and twelve knights out of the dense forest, and a majestic holy light erupted from them. Although there were only fourteen of them, they exuded as powerful a force as if thousands of horses and horses. A sense of presence that no one could ignore—these church fighters had no intention of hiding their whereabouts at all, and they even swaggered deliberately!

Because their task is to appear in front of this city openly—they know that there are legendary guards in the city, and relying on team actions to reach the jungle outside the city is already the limit of high-level transcendents. It's almost impossible to sneak into the city and destroy it, so it's better to show up.And their task is not to take down the city - they just need to hold back the legend Gawain Cecil!

Bishop Lemont knew that the battle in the northern region had already begun. Now Earl Hossman and his 7 army may have captured the Kant region, and they are heading south along the wilderness road, while the west side is flowing along the Whitewater River. The next Earl Pepo should also arrive in Cecil Territory soon, and it will not be difficult to capture this city that was established less than a year after the [-] troops join forces—even though the Cecils built a tall city wall and With the natural barrier of the Baishui River, even [-] people can surround the city to death.

Everything is sure to win, only Gawain Cecil, the legendary powerhouse himself, is a huge threat.

Remont knew the quality of the "coalition forces" that Earl Hossman had assembled. The southern border, which had been at peace for a long time, could not pull out many decent troops. They could just rely on numbers to crush ordinary opponents, but once Facing setbacks, I am afraid that he will collapse immediately, and a legendary strong man can easily come and go in such a rotten army. Once Gawain Cecil appears, he will wantonly plunder in the coalition army, or ignore the noble game If the rule is to directly kill the nobles in the coalition army, then the tens of thousands of troops are likely to fall into chaos.

Ordinary nobles might not do things like sneak attack and kill other nobles on the battlefield, but Gawain Cecil is different. This sentence is funny to say, but now the nobles in the southern border know this fact: the ancestor violated the ancestral system!

Therefore, in order to avoid the only accident on the battlefield, Bishop Lemont and his church knights had to appear in the main city of Cecil during the fierce battle of the coalition forces, and drag Gawain Cecil here firmly!

As long as all the resistance forces of the Cecil people are disintegrated by the coalition forces, leaving only Gawain Cecil as a legend, there will be no troubles.

Bishop Remont silently thought about how the Church of the Holy Light should carry out activities in the southern diocese after Cecil, an ancient and stubborn family, completely collapsed. Then he raised his head and looked at the city wall of Cecil not far away— —Of course the soldiers guarding the city noticed the arrival of the uninvited guests. Now there were figures running around on the city wall. Bishop Lemont just looked at those running people quietly, with a gentle and compassionate expression.

He raised his hand, and a powerful holy light rushed into the sky - such an obvious provocation, the lord hiding in the city must be able to see it.

Then he opened his mouth, ready to use the magic spell "Voice of Heaven" to shout out, to let the people in the city know why the judgment of the Holy Light came to them: it was because they sheltered the heretics and offended the God of Holy Light The disaster that was caused.

But just as he was about to recite the prayer, an incomprehensible humanoid creature that also radiated light appeared on the city wall not far away.

The creature was tall and terrifying, filled with magical radiance, his body was like a mass of shapeless arcane energy, relying on a piece of armor engraved with runes to maintain the general outline of a human being, he used a floating The form appeared on the high city wall, and before he could speak, a powerful arcane lightning suddenly pierced the sky.

"It seems that you are the 'unfriendly guests' that the lord said," said the unbelievable energy creature, with a rumbling voice, like thunder, "Stop, you have invaded Cecil's land! "

"Where the holy light shines, it is the Lord's land!" Bishop Lemont clenched his staff tightly, looking at the energy creatures on the city wall with vigilance. He thought that the first one to show up must be the legendary lord , but did not expect that a creature that seemed to be an elemental creature or a magical creature appeared on the city wall, "I am the southern bishop of the Church of the Holy Light, Lemont. In the name of the Holy Light, I have come to negotiate with your lord!"

"Negotiation?" Kamel's voice rumbled, "Bring twelve fully armed knights to negotiate? And you have drawn your swords!"

"Because of what Cecil has done in the past, we have to choose to face you with the highest alert," Bishop Lemont said loudly, "You have sheltered the cult believers exiled by the Church of the Holy Light, for the Holy Light purity, I was commissioned to complete the trial of those heretics."

Kamel shook his head—in fact, he really wanted to send a mocking expression, but he had no expression, so he could only shake his head: "Then it seems that you are going to return in vain, Your Excellency, those heretics in your mouth After the fair test of Cecil's law, they are innocent, and now they are legal citizens of this land, and your actions are challenging Cecil's law."

Bishop Lemont seemed to be waiting for this sentence - he needed a reason to make the knights' actions of "practicing the power of the Holy Light" seem a little more appropriate, and now the Cecils completely cover up heresy and The energy creature's words had already given him a reason: when can the lord's law judge the district bishop?

The bishop couldn't help but smile: "In this case, we will have to resort to force."

The knights raised their long swords one after another, and the surging holy light began to surge among them.

But before they launched an attack, Kamel had already spoken: "It's just right, I can use you to test my new project. Hongguang unit, prepare the overload capacitor!"

Chapter 0398 Kamel's Proving Ground

Hongguang unit?Overloading capacitors?

Two words that had never been heard before came to his ears. This new word seemed to be made up of existing nouns, which made Bishop Lemont stunned for a while, but even if he couldn't figure out what the energy creature meant, he He also felt the danger from the increasingly powerful surge of magic power in the air. Driven by the sense of crisis, he immediately raised his hand without hesitation, calling on the power of the holy light to create an indestructible barrier of light in front of him, and then The bishop's scepter in the other hand swung down vigorously: "Knights! Eliminate evil!"

"Eliminate the evil!" The twelve Holy See knights shouted neatly and fanatically, and at the same time raised their blazing long swords high, and the surging power of the holy light extended from behind them, flying together with the cloak embroidered with holy mottos , and then these brave and pious Holy Light Knights charged towards the city wall in front of them——

Their speed is getting faster and faster, and their momentum is also rising as the team accelerates. The slightly scattered energy of the Holy Light gradually resonates as the knights charge. Because of everyone's devout belief, the Holy Light It gradually condensed into the shape of a huge spear, and pointed forward in the direction of the knights' charge. At the front end of this huge spear, the air was distorted by the scorching heat, and the chaotic magic power continuously stirred up layers of illusory flames. On the high city wall, Kamel could also feel the terrifying power contained in the spear of light - if there were not enough countermeasures, it would be enough to penetrate the city wall!

This is the power that a high-level transcendent can exert on the battlefield, but all this does not exceed Kamel's calculations.

Behind Kamel, on the wide walkway of the southern city wall, a whole row of strangely shaped equipment is running at full capacity.

It was a hexagonal prism-shaped complex metal device, no more than half a meter high, and it was placed on the same hexagonal metal base. The base was covered with complex magic patterns. The hexagonal prism itself was made of layers of rune substrates. They are obviously only some kind of semi-finished products, and the exposed rune substrate and frame structure are imperfect expressions, but this imperfect semi-finished product has a certain strange beauty—— The longer he has been in contact with the magic industry in Cecil, the more Kamel likes this neat "mechanical feel" with rough lines.

These hexagonal prism devices neatly arranged on the city wall are nothing else but the enlarged version of the "amplifier" made by Rebecca - their prototype is the amplifying belt that can gather the energy of the magic net. And their brother products are now used in various types of magic crystal rail guns.

The charging knights have crossed the midfield, and the giant spears of holy light they gathered are burning the ground in front of the southern city wall. The overflowing holy light has substance like flowing liquid, flowing everywhere on the dry and cracked ground , The twelve knights seemed to be charging in the huge waves formed by the light. Their spirits were invigorated by the fanatical emotions, and their thinking gradually entered a state of synchronization. They began to sing loudly the praise of the God of the Holy Light Chapter, and amidst the holy singing, Kamel raised his arm full of arcane brilliance.

The technicians on standby next to the hexagonal prism device immediately stepped forward and activated all the test devices. The magic lines on the surface of these hexagonal prisms immediately became brighter, and behind the city wall, there were also demonic patterns that brightened together. Energy obelisks, giant magic capacitors, pieces of ground and city walls covered with magic nets!

The magic net in the entire southern urban area instantly entered a full-power operation state. In every street and every square, one after another, the magic energy obelisks began to make low-pitched buzzing sounds, and even the magic net buried underground , all appeared due to the magical resonance phenomenon in the air. Looking down from the air, the entire southern city seemed to be shrouded in a glowing magic grid, and all the magic flows were converging towards the southern city wall!

The magical resonance reached its peak, and a dozen amplifiers neatly arranged on the city wall burst out dazzling electric light at the same time, arcane lightning bolts pierced the air, forming an arc-shaped energy connection in midair, and the one at the energy focus , it was Kamel who had already floated to high altitude.

The energy body of this ancient magister has been strengthened unprecedentedly. The surge of arcane energy has even made his body nearly double in size, and the rune armor pieces used to restrain his body shape have also shrunk into his body. , Feeling the pure magic power surging all over his body, Kamel opened his hands: "The energy... is unprecedentedly powerful..."

On the city wall, Rebecca, who was writing quickly with a folder in her hand, raised her head and yelled at Kamel (charged type), who had already floated high in the sky: "Don't be shy! The enemy has rushed over!" !"

Kamel lowered his head and saw that the twelve knights had rushed to the foot of the city wall. They seemed to be in a state of frenzy without noticing the changes on the city wall. Meier shook his head, and pointed to the front end of the holy light spear.

A most basic arcane missile quickly took shape, roaring and falling to the ground.

Arcane missiles, the most basic type of offensive magic, usually have two types. The first type has a diameter of about a few inches and is more common anywhere outside Cecil's territory. The second type has a diameter of 17 meters.

Just appeared on Cecil's South Wall.

The well-informed Cecilians have seen the "basic spell" larger than the city gate for the second time since the last time the aberrant attacked the city. Like all Cecil's characteristic creations, it——

Wei!force!huge!Big! !

The arcane missile, which was bigger than the city gate, fell on the front of the surge of holy light, and the violent wave of primitive magic power instantly tore up this high-level magic that required twelve knights to jointly cast. Facts have proved that as long as the force is large enough, , the theory that basic spells can also destroy the world-in a big explosion that shakes the mountains, a huge mushroom cloud rises up, along with twelve Holy See knights with dim light and broken armor .

Bishop Lemont, who stood behind and didn't participate in the attack, was in a daze for a long time watching this scene. He looked at the powerful magical creature raging on the city wall, felt the rising energy in the opponent's body, and finally endured. He couldn't help muttering to himself: "The Cecil leader... are these monsters..."

The twelve knights who were lifted into the sky in the big bang finally landed—in fact, only nine of them landed intact. In the explosion, most of their bodies had been vaporized, and what landed was only their molten armor and some wreckage.

The strong physique of the high-ranking transcendents kept the remaining knights alive, but their ethereal and holy spiritual synchronization state has been forcibly lifted. After waking up from the frenzy of the Holy Light Charge, these knights finally noticed the change in the environment , Recalling the terrorist attack they faced just now, they raised their heads in horror and looked in Kamel's direction—and the latter had raised his arm again, and a vortex of magic power was gathering at the front of the illusory energy arm.

Arcs of energy burst out from Cecil's city wall and connected to this terrifying energy creature. The power he exudes at this moment may even be stronger than the legend!

"Holy Shield!!"

A knight yelled loudly, using powerful holy light to form layers of illusory shields around him, and Bishop Lemont who was behind the knight also reacted immediately, turning all kinds of holy protection The spell is blessed on himself and the knights.

In the next second, an arcane ray almost half a meter thick swept across the battlefield, leaving a terrifying molten moat on the ground, and bombarded the holy shield released by the knight and the bishop, making the holy layer The barrier of light is shattered inch by inch, crumbling!

Kamel was originally a legendary elementary-level ancient magister, but he fell to the peak of high-level due to the long-term seal and changes in the magic environment, but he is still extremely powerful.At this moment, with the support of the magic net in half the city and the effect of the booster, his destructive power has reached an unimaginable level, even exceeding the scope that can be explained by the traditional "professional level". And the power of "skill tree" is exactly the project that Kamel has devoted himself to research for a while.

The booster on the city wall continued to emit bright arcs. At the foot of the city wall, the array of magic capacitors used to provide the booster with extra energy had begun to dry up. Running around, constantly taking out the depleted crystals, and then putting new, fully charged energy storage crystals into the slots, Jenny Perot led the technicians of the Rune Research Institute to guard every key device , constantly observing the changes of the equipment, recording the on and off conditions of the runes on the surface of the equipment and various other data.

After receiving a batch of new report forms, Jenny Perrault immediately called an assistant beside her, gave a few quick instructions, and the assistant rushed up the city wall to find Rui who was directing the experimental project. Becca: "My lady countess! Director Jenny said that more capacitor readings are needed! The magic power consumption curve is not perfect yet!"

Rebecca raised her head and looked at Kamel who was cutting the battlefield with arcane rays: "Master Kamel! More data is needed!"

Kamel replied with a thunderous roar: "That depends on how long these people can last!"

Bishop Lemont finally understood that this was not a battle at all.

He didn't know how the Cecilians did it, why this pioneering understanding established last year had such a powerful force, and what kind of forbidden knowledge the resurrected ancient hero possessed, so that These miracles could be accomplished in this land, but he didn't care about them now, he just wanted to end this at once, this plan that was wrong from the beginning.

He looked to his side, the middle-aged priest he had brought with him had fallen to the ground and died in a previous attack, and now there were only nine devout and fanatical Holy See knights on the battlefield besides him, the bishop. fighting.

The high-ranking priest raised the bishop's scepter in his hand, slightly interrupted Kamel's attack with a holy light that fell from the sky, and then he shouted loudly: "Knights! It's time to be loyal to the Lord! These blasphemy Those who gain power by the law will one day pay the price for their blasphemous power!"

The surging holy light centered on him and spread to the surroundings. Every seriously injured knight felt his strength return to his body. Hearing the old bishop's loud encouragement, every knight of the Holy See was rejuvenated by this "battlefield sermon". Cheering up, they shouted and yelled wildly, and all the reason in their eyes was quickly replaced by the blazing flames of the holy light. When the holy light burned each of their flesh and bones, these knights turned into bright torches. Fearless, he launched a final charge towards the city wall.

"Faithful to the Lord!"

The knights yelled out the only "unique command" in their minds, and Bishop Lemont, who gave the "unique command", activated the priest's "swift frenzy" skill at the moment the knights charged, and the whole person turned into a crippled Shadow rushed in the direction of the dark mountains.

Chapter 0399 The end of Lemont

In the rugged and difficult dark mountains, Bishop Lemont ran all the way at the fastest speed.

He tore off the hem of his robe, and threw away the bishop's crown, which was especially in the way in the mountains and forests. He also used the gorgeous cane representing the authority of the Holy See as a crutch, using it to pave the way on the rugged mountain road and master the balance. He felt that He had never been so embarrassed in his life, and the huge sense of frustration and shame made him angry, but he didn't dare to release this anger at all—because of the power brought about by the chaotic magic power that was constantly rising and was so powerful that it was hopeless. The sense of oppression still clenched his heart tightly.

He ran all the way to the depths of the forest, to a place where he could no longer see the battlefield, before he dared to stop for a while and look back at the road he had traveled.

Even if he couldn't see it, he knew that those Holy See knights should have died—even if they weren't killed by that unbelievably powerful energy creature, they must have died in the burning holy light.Bishop Lemont, who escaped by sacrificing his comrades-in-arms, felt no guilt at this moment, because he believed that everything he did was for greater justice: the meaning of the existence of the knights of the Holy See is to sacrifice their lives for the Lord. The bishop is the basis for ensuring the continuation and development of the church's power. It is only natural to use the former to ensure the safety of the latter.

After panting violently for a while, Bishop Lemont finally calmed down a little. He raised his head and looked at the dark mountain road surrounded by dead trees and strange trees. The expression on his face suddenly became confused.

Why did he run away?Why is he so frightened?Why is he acting so unbearably?

Remont was confused, and suddenly realized something was wrong with his mental state amidst the great confusion.

He is indeed a person who cherishes life, and among all the regional bishops of the Holy Light Church, he is of low ability and personal strength, but he is still a regional bishop, even if he encounters an extremely dangerous battle situation and has to Even if he retreats, he will never be so embarrassed that he will not run all the way out of fear, like a bereaved dog!

Bishop Remont suddenly clenched the scepter in his hand, and a thin layer of sweat seeped from his forehead. He realized that his thoughts might be affected by external factors. There was something, something that could not be shielded by the holy light. Something to resist, entered his brain, magnified some of his character weaknesses, made him completely lose his ability to judge on the battlefield-and caused him to face today's defeat with almost nothing.

Otherwise, even if he still can't fight against the terrifying energy creature on the city wall with his strength, he can at least cover some of the Holy See knights to retreat back, at least he can not be defeated so embarrassingly and tragically!

"Come out!" Bishop Lemont suddenly shouted loudly, one after another holy light shrouded him, enhancing his ability to resist various magical effects, but even so, he did not feel the slightest sense of security, he He could only increase his confidence by yelling loudly—even though he clearly knew that this abnormal behavior of yelling was proof that he was disturbed by consciousness, "Get out of my head! I know you exist! come out!"

After yelling like this several times in a row, only his own voice echoed in the mountain path. The old bishop couldn't help but began to doubt his own judgment, but just when he was about to give up, a female figure suddenly appeared In front of him.

It was a woman wearing a purple-rimmed robe with a white background, holding a lantern in her hand. Her robe showed her identity: a priestess, and most likely a high-ranking priest, but the style of the robe was different from For any orthodox religion on the mainland at present, Remont used his religious knowledge to judge for a long time before he vaguely saw that the robe might be the style of the Church of the Eternal Sleeper 700 years ago.

The priestess holding a lantern had a gentle and peaceful smile on her face, and that smile that one could not help but think of "motherhood" seemed to have a certain power to disarm one's guard, even though Remont was holding the biggest Vigilant, he almost relaxed the moment he saw the other party smiling - but fortunately, at the last moment, he bit his tongue and used the pain to ensure the ability to think freely.

He knew that the woman in front of him was not really standing there, and he could see some turbulent and illusory outlines like a dream from the edge of that vivid figure, and he knew that what he saw was just an illusion—a vision in his mind, Projected in his vision was an illusion that no one but himself could hear or see the woman with the lantern.

In the eyes of others, he was probably just looking at the open space on the mountain road with a full face of vigilance.

"Who are you?!" Bishop Lemont grasped the scepter tightly, trying to make his expression look calmer, even though he knew that he had no initiative right now—an opponent who could directly implant such a clear illusion into his mind , This is already an irresistible force for him, almost as irresistible as the violent energy creature on Cecil's city wall, he didn't even expect the "woman" in front of him to respond to him——

But the woman still spoke, her voice was as gentle as her face: "Bishop Lemont, I'm glad to see you survived."