Chapter 703

"Your grace, be careful"

"Gloria, get out of the way"!

Fiske's fighting spirit was greatly slowed down by the strange atmosphere that had begun to form a semi solid cage. In this way, the old priest who was always on the alert and the correspondence priest who stayed next to the saint had a chance to react.

Without any hesitation, the old priest, whose soul exploded, rushed to the sharp edge of fighting spirit for the first time, and let the sharp fighting spirit tear up most of his body. Meanwhile, the correspondence priest also resolutely stood in front of her side, Gloria, and faced the death blade cut to his head.

"Chi"

accompanied by a slight and indisputable chant, the sharp blade of fighting spirit almost clings to Gloria's hair and brushes it gently.

After penetrating the strange breath, the old sacrifice that burned the soul, and the communication pastor whose penetrating power also burst out of full potential, Fiske's angry blade was finally changed a little bit. It did not cut off the saint's neck, but with blood and broken soul, it narrowly passed by Gloria

The beautiful lady has survived for a while!

However, the price of saving people with the angry blow of a master professional is The more powerful old priest was dying, and the less powerful communication priest died on the spot.

Of course, the arrangement and efforts of the old sacrifice finally had an effect.

Fiske in order to attack led to a little slow action, is such a little pause, the strange smell released from the scroll has formed a cage, surrounded him in it. Countless and resentful souls form countless threads. They fly and weave in the air, whining and imprisoning a master professional.

When Fiske tried to attack again, the sharp blade of fighting spirit was unable to leave the area covered by the cage.

"This is One time magic equipment? Damn it

"Bang"

once again, the fierce fighting spirit is rampant in the narrow cage. However, the tough cage is not affected, and those miserable souls are still slowly rotating around the professional in the center.

"Hehe, general Fiske, this is the only master card of our Chisha cult. This treasure between the magic scroll and magic equipment can only be used after thousands of years of collecting a large number of souls for sacrifice, and it is also a disposable consumable However, as long as you are trapped by it, even the general, you can't escape easily! "

Seeing that Fiske was trapped and half of his head was torn to pieces by fighting, the old priest laughed madly on the ground. He was an official clergyman, and he was able to pit the general who was always invincible. Although he used a powerful master level magic, he was proud even so.

The most important thing is that at this point when Fiske was trapped, the old priest's persistent "oracle" could finally continue to carry out the ceremony Finally, it's time to start.

Fisk didn't try to tear up the cage in vain. The prison made of disposable magic equipment has the ability to absorb attack power and strengthen itself. So if it is trapped, if it doesn't have the means to crack the magic array, it's the best choice to honestly wait for it to exhaust its energy and dissipate.

Therefore, the calm general no longer slashes and roars in vain, because it makes the master soldier look like a monkey and meaningless. After discovering the characteristics of this magic array, he simply sits down cross legged in the cage formed by resentment soul, and then stares at the dying old priest and says:

"this general admits that it's a pity It's a good card, if it's used in master level combat I'm afraid that professionals who are not careful to be imprisoned by Falun will have to wait to die.

But! Don't forget, the Chisha cult has no master level strongman now. Even if I'm imprisoned, can you clergymen of official level hurt me as a master level warrior? After four or five minutes, I'll go out and kill you all. Your saint is just an apprentice. She will never escape from the army of the red stone kingdom!

With that, Fiske stared at the broken old priest and stopped talking.

As the old priest and the correspondence priest have lost their fighting power, the general who was still in a state of anxiety just now is not worried any more.

Fiske's worry is nothing more than that the old priest takes the saint to escape. Without the escort of the powerful old priest, the saint of golanya is just an apprentice "little guy" with a special status. She can't break through the encirclement of formal professional guards anyway!

But Up to this time, Fiske still did not think that Gloria had never thought of running away.

Just passing through the edge of life and death, she saw two "companions" who were beside her die. There was no fear or sadness in her heart. She had only a flame that was close to madness.

It's an honor to be able to give your life for the gods. Now that the old priest and the correspondence priest have been honored, how can Gloria mourn for them?Now, as the "Saint" of Chisha cult, what she has to do is not to escape from the altar as Fisk expected, but to complete her final task - to officially open and continue the ceremony formulated by the Oracle issued by the God

If you can do it for a while, it will be a while!

"God's will must be carried out. What can be done can't be done without hesitation Just try to do it!

This is the belief of galaya, and the persistence of all the crazy believers.

Therefore, Fiske watched in surprise, in the chaos of the battlefield of countless laments and screams, on the altar stained red by the blood of the communication priest Just a little girl, Gloria quietly followed the steps of the beginning of the ceremony in a complex and devout prayer.

Then, in the face of the fierce battlefield, where swords and swords are full of shadows, blood and meat are flying everywhere, the beautiful girl, who looks like a butterfly flying towards the fire, begins to dance calmly and calmly

It's like the dancing posture of the elves born in the fire. It's gorgeous and pure. The petite body shows all kinds of ancient and exquisite movements. The bright yellow and red dresses are blooming like flowers in the fire. The naked snow-white feet and the bright red blood on the ground set off each other. The rhythmic dress is as light as the fragile leaves in late autumn, and it seems to be a bonfire The flame in the fire broke away from the flicker of the embers

"The gods may be watching me"?

Thinking of this, she seems to have completely forgotten Fisk, who may break through the cage and kill herself at any time, several of whom have already locked their official breath, and the destruction of the Church of Chisha on the red stone plane

She is just very happy to fulfill her obligations as a "Saint", very devout to please the "God of red sand" she has never met, very serious Show the elegant and beautiful dance between every move.

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