Chapter 350

In front of the noisy tavern, there is still a quiet corner under the warm atmosphere.

Outside this corner, the people in the tavern are dancing warmly, setting off the atmosphere in the tavern.

Watching the outside scene, Adams stood up and quietly looked at the old man standing on the ground in front of him.

The old man told his stories and experiences word by word, and Yates listened quietly, without any surprise or surprise, only a little relieved.

"Life and soul bloom to the end, and the last light promotes the desire, so it is so pure?" Adams said to himself, looking at the old man in front of him.

A little inexplicable power emerged between them. It seemed to lift the old man in front of Yates with the ups and downs of the wind.

Yates didn't do much, but said calmly, "so far, I still lack a guide. If you don't mind, you can travel with me."

The old man in front of him was stunned, but he quickly responded. Although his eyes were still calm, his face showed a trace of respect: "yes, follow your will."

"Well, let's go."

He looked up, turned around and looked at the chaotic scene in the tavern. ADIS shook his head, left a few gold coins on the original table, and then went out directly.

Behind him, Gerry, a burly and muscular man, followed closely with the old man and walked out behind Yates without attracting anyone's attention in the tavern. As if everyone thought they didn't exist.

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"ARIS, let's go!!!" a hurried cry suddenly sounded in place.

A tall middle-aged man was wearing a red sacrificial robe, shrouded in the brilliance of divine power, and looked angrily at several figures in front of him: "what do you robbers want to do!"

His expression was very angry, and a natural divine power was constantly enveloping him. With the continuous change of his mood, he gradually became extremely aggressive and gave people a great sense of oppression.

"Well, damn it, the information is wrong."

The rough voice sounded in front. A tall man in armor had a thick blood color and looked at the old man in red robe with a ferocious smile: "I didn't expect that there would be a red robe sacrifice in a hidden Town, which surprised me."

"Lord kayadis!!!" a cold voice came from behind.

One by one, the knights in armor came after themselves, and there was a fighting spirit on their bodies. One by one, they stood silently behind the tall men: "the people outside have been solved, and only this area has not been searched."

Round objects were thrown out like garbage by these knights, which made the red robed old man stare and crack, and his eyes were full of anger.

Look carefully, those round objects are heads and faces with eyes of fear and hatred.

"If you treat the believers of our Lord like this, you will be punished by our Lord in the future!"

Looking at the heads on the ground, the old man was almost speechless. Standing there, he couldn't believe looking at the Knights opposite, and the anger in his eyes almost turned into reality.

"Cut, your so-called hero kings have left the world for thousands of years. They don't know whether they live or not. What will they take to punish me?"

Kayadis disdained on his face: "now, you'd better think about yourself first. If you know the truth, give me the blood of the divine race and your hidden fighting cultivation method. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that you will stand there intact later."

On the other side, the old man was speechless with anger. He stood there and couldn't believe pointing to the opposite kayadis: "evil, you not only peep into God's blood, but also covet God's wisdom. Sooner or later, you will go to hell!"

Behind the old man, in the corners of some houses, there was a little boy hiding. At this time, listening to the words of the knight opposite, his anger soared in his eyes, almost uncontrollable, and he was ready to rush out.

But he knew that at this time, he had no combat effectiveness at all. If he rushed out directly and left the shrouded area of the Dharma array, he would only be found by the other party and drag others down in the battle.

"It seems that there is no need to talk." looking at the old man in front of him, kayadis said with some pity.

"Since the other party can be promoted to the red robe sacrifice, it means that the other party is a crazy believer of the God of nature. How can he obediently give you his God's blood." behind him, a cold voice appeared. A wizard in black came out in the shadow and looked coldly at the red robe sacrifice opposite.

The black robed priest was shrouded in a powerful shadow power. Just that power and radiation made the surrounding Knights feel overwhelmed and had to avoid him.

"Curia, you're here too." kayadis was not surprised, but smiled coldly: "since everyone is here, don't talk more nonsense."

The fierce fighting spirit and witchcraft are displayed here. The wizard named Kuria shows a huge shadow power, turns into a shadow ball and goes to the red robe sacrifice in front.

Looking at this scene, the red robed sacrifice did not hesitate.

In his right hand, he held a divine emblem engraved with the patterns and some divine patterns of the God of nature, which contained some mysterious power.

At present, without hesitation, he immediately crushed the divine emblem in his hand.

A strange vibration sounded around. On the altar in the middle of the village, a crisp sound of breaking suddenly sounded, which greatly changed the faces of the people around.

"Not good!" Curia's face was cold, and his face suddenly changed after seeing the action of the old priest.

Not only he, but also others seemed to understand what the old priest was doing at this time, and their faces changed greatly.

Where ordinary people can't see, a wisp of faith is slowly rising, and instinctively begins to escape along with the power of the divine emblem, looking for a suitable carrier.

Around here, these altars have accumulated the power of faith for countless years, and driven by instinct, they go to the old sacrifice.

In an instant, the breath of the old priest increased day by day. Originally, the strength of the first level increased rapidly. Almost in an instant, it crossed decades and directly approached the peak level of the first level.

However, his appearance at this time does not seem very good.

Although still wearing a red robe and brimming with a stronger breath than before, it seems a little unstable, just like an unstable bomb. Although powerful, it may explode at any time.

With a vague look behind him, with a large number of faith instilled into his body, the old priest's mood gradually became indifferent, leaving only the purest faith and mission in his heart.

Without hesitation, he looked at the huge knight regiment gradually surrounded in front of him, and several terrible magic powers were directly released.