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When he realized it, Nicholas and Santos had already fought for hundreds of times. The two of them fought from the sky to the ground, and then from the ground to the ground. However, Nicholas gradually revealed an expression of helplessness. Logically speaking, the fight between two Golden Warriors was only a hundred moves, and should not have shown any signs of fatigue so quickly. However, Nicholas had to split his energy to protect the safety of the civilians while fighting.

Santos was keenly aware of this, and he laughed maniacally: "Nicholas, you hypocrite! "I still don't want to take off your mask of hypocrisy. I want to see just how long you can protect these lowly commoners for!" The range of his battle spirit was suddenly increased, including more than half of the civilians in the area. Nicholas was now distracted and felt even more embarrassed as he cursed, "Santos, it was all in vain for you to threaten me with the lives of civilians. How despicable!" The golden spear was raised three times in succession, blocking a wave of Dou Qi that was rushing towards the commoners.

Many of the civilians present were moved by Nicholas's righteous spirit and shouted, "Sir Nicholas, don't worry about our lives! Please do your best to kill this heretical person! " Gradually, more and more commoners joined in the shouting. Their voices were getting louder and louder, and they gave off an unparalleled aura. When Santos saw this, he became even more furious and scolded, "A bunch of lowly commoners! Good! "Today I will start a massacre to see how this bullsh * t Holy Church will protect you!" Seven percent of his battle-qi attacked the commoners, but the number of times it attacked Nicholas decreased.

Santos unleashed several battle qi slashes in a row, landing at the place where the civilians were most concentrated. Instantly, miserable cries rang out, causing a large number of civilian casualties. Dozens of civilians died on the spot. Santos was so eager to kill that he actually just gave up on Nicholas and flew into the midst of the civilians. The situation became even more critical. Werther had been secretly observing the situation and secretly rescuing many civilians. After all, he was a full-fledged Taoist, and the purpose of the Taoists was to care for himself and others as well as their lives. Seeing this kind of naked killing, he was naturally duty-bound to stop it.

As Santos charged into the crowd, he was bound to cause even more casualties. Without any hesitation, Werther stepped forward and formed a sword technique with his index and middle fingers, sending a wave of energy straight towards the xuanji acupoint on Santos' chest. Just as Santos was about to start a massacre, he suddenly felt a burst of battle qi. He hastily held his sword horizontally and raised his head to see a ten-year-old boy in a strange pose. He then laughed strangely, "Where did this little bastard come from? How dare you interfere in my affairs!" "With a slash of the longsword, a dark battle-qi in the shape of a crescent moon flew over!

This was the first time he had confronted an enemy head on since he was reincarnated. The aggressive factors in his body were stirring, and his blood was boiling all of a sudden. The Sky Demon zhen Qi in his dantian was becoming uncontrollably restless, and a deep demonic aura rushed into his mind. It was still the same move, Sky Demon Descendant, but now, he had used it. It was no longer mixed with the demonic energy that had filled the sky, but was deeply restrained.

Werther struck out with his palm, feeling all the muscles and bones throughout his body pulsating continuously. His voice was like muffled thunder, "Roar!" Flowing Wind Palm! "Boom!" The Heavenly Demon Palm struck the Half-Moon Chop and shattered it into pieces. It did not weaken at all, appearing in front of Santos in the blink of an eye.

Santos was astonished. He had never expected that a ten-year-old child could shatter his battle spirit with a single palm strike, and could even counter attack him! He shouted, "Heaven Swallowing Fist!" He clenched his fingers into a fist and punched out, dispersing the power of the Sky Demon Palm. But then, his expression changed, "You!" It was enough for him to recognize that Werther was using a dark battle skill, and even his combat power had obvious characteristics of dark combat power. But, before he could finish his sentence, a kind voice suddenly came from the sky, "Commander Nicholas, please protect the civilians. I'll deal with this dark blasphemer!

A middle-aged man descended from the sky, pointed his finger at Santos and yelled, "Light Prison!" This person was Cardinal Anthony, the vice warden of the Radiant Church who was stationed in Holy Bordeaux Hall in Dawn City. He was a Grand Magister of the ninth rank, and he was also using the same technique, "Cage of Light". Compared to the previous Radiant Mage, his power couldn't even be mentioned in the same breath. A powerful ray of light flashed past, and a cage formed in the air. With a deafening and resonant hymn of praise, it howled and enveloped Santos!

Just as Santos was about to use the Heaven Swallowing Fist to kill Werther, he suddenly felt a strong sense of danger. The Golden Warrior's sharp intuition had saved his life, and without thinking, he immediately fled to the side, escaping the prison's area of effect. He laughed loudly, "Despicable Bright dog poop, other than fighting with more people, what else can you do! I'm not playing anymore! "

He dived into the ground and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Anthony's expression was grim, his eyes shut tightly, as if he was sensing something. Suddenly, he pointed and shouted, "Light of Judgement!" A beam of light that was so bright that it could kill an eye shot out from the tip of his finger and struck a spot a hundred meters away. The ground there trembled, and then a stream of blood flowed out.

Nicholas used the holy spear and his own light qi to disperse all the dense dark elements in the area. Anthony also brought a dozen or so pastors from the church, all busy treating the injured civilians. As Santos escaped, the situation gradually stabilized. Nicholas put away his golden trident and placed one hand on his chest, "Archbishop Anthony, Nicholas' protection is not good, resulting in many civilian casualties. I am truly ashamed."

Anthony laughed, "Commander Nicholas, there is no need to blame yourself. This is the doing of the Dark Council's blasphemers, hmph, these rats living in the shadows can no longer endure. They are about to come out and cause trouble, and it's just right for us to focus our forces to eliminate them and spread the glory of the Lord to every corner of the continent. "Sir Nicholas, Archbishop Irwin is waiting for you in the Great Hall of St. Berdoo. Please follow me."

Nicholas nodded, turned around and ordered his six followers, "You guys don't have to follow me. Cooperate with Master Anthony's subordinates and try your best to find the whereabouts of Santos. This pagan has killed so many innocent people, he must be caught and sent to the stake! "As he left, he glanced in the direction in which Werther was staying.

After he left, the citizens of the imperial city gathered around him, disregarding the chaos and injuries, as if they were welcoming a hero who had returned. After this assassination, Nicholas' position among the citizens of the imperial city was comparable to Anthony, the powerful bishop. The corners of Anthony's mouth twitched when he saw this scene, his face still full of smiles as he brought Nicholas to the Great Hall of St.

The killing intent and fighting spirit of the Devil Dao had instantly filled his entire spirit. However, the Heavenly Demon Palm had exhausted too much of his strength, so after he had struck out, his entire body had lost eight of its true energy, and his internal organs had also suffered a backlash, so his killing intent was just about the same. As soon as Werther's mind cleared up, he saw Anthony descending from the sky and defeating Santos.

That palm attack had already attracted Nicholas's interest, but he did not care. A cultivator had to obey the will of heaven on one hand, but he had to change his fate to protect the people. He had to reveal his identity and have a clear conscience, even if Nicholas were to investigate it, it would be nothing.

Werther ran madly all the way to Count Sinan's estate, hiding in a secret room. He used his skill to heal his wounds for a long time, spitting out three mouthfuls of blood. Only then did his internal organs feel better. This time, the effects of three months of body tempering had also appeared. He would no longer need to spend a lot of time recuperating after a single palm strike. Once his body became stronger, he would naturally have more methods to deal with his enemies. Werther sat in the secret room, pondering everything he had seen today, "That Nicholas should be training in the most profound of the Battle Spirit mental cultivation methods of the Radiant Church, Light Flame Battle Spirit. Legend has it that it was created by the Gods of Light together with the Sun God who controls the power of fire, and it is known as the most perfect battle spirit mental cultivation method in the world.

In history, with the cultivation of this battle spirit, many experts had appeared in the Divine Radiant Cult. There were four Sword Gods, more than thirty Sword Saints, and an uncountable number of Golden Warriors. "Niclas' age is enough to break through to the Sword Saint realm sooner or later, but I just don't know if he'll be able to reach the realm of demigods in his lifetime."

In the Great Hall of St. Berdoo, Anthony introduced Nicholas to Owen. Nicholas bowed, "Your Excellency Archbishop Owen, it is my honor to be received by you." Owen, dressed in his archbishop's red uniform and wearing a crown decorated with various treasures, held a Bible in his hand and smiled. "Sir Nicholas, may the glory of the Lord shine on you forever. Please sit down." Anthony told Owen Meany about Nicholas's group being ambushed at the city gate. Owen said, "The glory of the Lord cannot be desecrated. We must find this Santos and purify him with the Holy Light to comfort the victims in heaven." Anthony laughed, "Sir Nicholas, don't you have a light attribute white tiger beast? Why didn't you bring it out?"