Chapter 887: 869 Giant Slaves (3000)

Chapter 887: 869 Giant Slaves (3000)

Chapter 887 869. Giant Slave (3000)

Macdonald and Louis, are you two crazy!?

Klimt asked angrily, and at the same time, the Saint's double-pronged spear in his hand was like a scepter, and was thrust into the ground in front of him.

A "dong" sound.

It is obviously a light and fine type of spear, and the person holding the spear is not a strong warrior, but under the supernatural power, the sound of the spear hitting the ground is enough to shock people.

MiracleThe Force!

A shock wave of white light, with Klimt's hands holding the double-pronged spear as the center of the ball, expanded in a diffuse manner without any dead ends!

This is the [miracle] that the priests who hold weapons mastered in the early stages of their learning career.

It can bounce surrounding enemies, as well as missiles, arrows and the like.

Klimt is the Archbishop. When he used it, the white shock wave almost wiped out all the fireballs within the range.

But he is only a person after all.

Although Lewis and Macdonald on the opposite side have not yet used advanced spells, the number of priests alone is difficult enough.

The fireball seemed to cover the field of vision, rushing towards the church hall!This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

Even with the grandeur of the deep church, it seemed crowded at this time.

A magic that has impact but does not cause damage to the body or harm the soul?

Lan En thought to himself.

For professional warriors, although these fireballs are dense, they cannot reduce their numbers.

The giants seem to have low IQs, or are simply insane.

Then the pain drove them to twist and roll on the ground like real maggots.

After he shook the staff, a huge blue light gun shot out from the head of the staff.

Klimt shouted at the top of his lungs.

lived

But even so, their belief in the Mother of Rebirth still did not give them the slightest thought of retreating.

However, neither their bodies nor their clothes showed any signs of physical damage.

So Klimt's order could only make one giant return to where he originally stayed, while the other roared and rushed over.

This does not seem to be a magic that can cause physical damage. The priests who were hit by the attack immediately collapsed.

There was a sharp and crisp sound of breaking through the air, and the clear light of the knife flashed several times in Lan En's hand, and the fireball shot towards him was immediately cut in half.

The soul of this world was born after the First Fire appeared.

They have not been eroded by the power of darkness, they just obey the orders of the White Cult.

At least it is easier to produce results than the Magical Middle Ages.

He directly lifted up the body of a maggot man next to him and blocked it in front of him.

What a disgusting **** indeed.

After the fireball loses its overall structure, it can only disappear quickly in the air, leaving only a heat wave without lethality.

Traitor! Traitor!

Hence, the connection with intelligent life is extremely close, and it is also very easy to contact and study it.

And the Thunder Ax Knight Clayton, who was spurned by Sirius and even wanted to take action, now showed the same disgusting characteristics.

As the Archbishop of Baijiao, I order you! Stop!

Lan En has no doubt that if a living maggot man were closer to him, he would definitely follow suit.

Finally, Archbishop Macdonald discovered [human heart sediment] in the lake.

It is said that in front of the "precipitate of the human heart", no matter how deep things are, they will pale in comparison.

Too deep, too dark.

McDonald was even overjoyed at the time and claimed: The abyss of the world lies right here!

So in this church where Eldridge was once imprisoned and where the remaining ashes after his burning were buried, the deep power and knowledge were once again seduced.

The depth is not only a kind of power, but also naturally accompanied by knowledge and belief.

This power pursues people's minds and wants to infuse them with knowledge and beliefs.

As a result, even the determined priests became Eldridge's followers.

Click!

Leonard's crescent-shaped curved sword hooked the neck of a warrior with red eyes with its crescent-like inner arc, and then pulled it mercilessly.

This goddess knight suppressed the pain in her brain and heart while cleaning up a Netherworld infected person.

Cant hesitate!

He shouted and greeted all around.

If anyone has a problem, deal with it immediately!

Just because of Eldridge's words, three of the soldiers who had not yet been reduced in number, including those killed by Leonard, were executed internally at once!

And the bad news doesnt stop there.

Pfft!

"ah!!"

Screams rang out from close to the terrace wall.

Lane and Leonard turned back at the same time.

I only saw a warrior who unconsciously retreated to the wall because of timidity during the confrontation, and was suddenly greeted by a thin figure falling from the sky, holding a small sickle-like weapon.

Jumping directly from a high place, using not enough strength to match the momentum of the fall, he opened the thin armor around his neck and spurted out blood!

That was the slave in the deep church. He was thin and short, and his figure looked like a ghost from the magical Middle Ages.

Only half a person tall, with thin limbs and an unhealthy round bulge in the belly. On his head is a pointed hood with only two eye holes exposed.

Lan En didnt even know if these slaves were human, because they never said any meaningful words when they met them.

Just "squeaky".

Now, regardless of whether they are human beings or not, they are obviously believers in the profound.

With a "swish" sound, Lan En finally saw the true use of Leonard's crescent curved sword today.

With Leonard's power, the knife was covered with a layer of turquoise glow, and then the blade was flicked, and the glow became a substantial blade that could fly out.

The green flying blade drew a conspicuous trajectory in the air and struck the slave's neck.

Click and clean, the thin neck was severed in two.

Subsequently, another small slave climbed over the wall, but it became difficult for the knights who were already prepared to attack.

The knight who was covered in needles just raised his shield.

The slave who jumped down from top to bottom was impaled on his thorny shield.

Like a punctured blood bag, it was hanging on the spiked shield and dripping blood.

There are fireballs from the priests in the distance, and the giants are coming nearby. Eldridge is just waiting for him to open the channel and will rush up.

On the wall, slaves who are good at climbing are also holding cruel small weapons, ready to bathe in blood.

The situation became very bad. After all, the proportion of warriors in the team assembled by Klimt was less than a quarter.

But the situation is getting worse.