Arad's crooked savior

"Grandis!"

Nirbas roared angrily and reluctantly, and smashed the heads of some pretenders as if to vent his anger. He was looking around and panicking.

No one understands the painful feeling of being infected with the blood curse better than him. Day and night, all the time, there is an annoying demonic voice whispering in the bottom of your heart, tempting you to abandon the false light and embrace the real darkness.

Astros took advantage of the chaos and kidnapped three good students, but she had no intention of harming Grandis. She just suddenly remembered that there were some interesting "things" that she could show this upright priest. .

In this world, there is something more evil than chaos, and that is among humans.

The black earth battlefield is filled with the smell of blood everywhere, with endless chaos and wailing. No one cares about the abnormality happening in this corner. Priest Teda, Allen of the Golden Cathedral, and Bishop Klose are working together to deal with despair. of Taimat.

The shadow cloak behind Taimat turned into a real object. It was a hell horse entwined with the power of shadow. It was an extraordinary horse, leaving dense blue flames wherever its iron hooves passed, and it was extremely lethal.

"Come on, this time I will plunge you into despair and chaos that you cannot escape from!"

At the point where the spear is pointed, Taimat smiles ferociously, and the cold and chilling breath is overwhelming. The blue cold flames can erode the human bones and swallow the soul. This is a very strange magic gun.

One of Taimat's horns was broken by the Holy Fist of Saint Wolfgang. He regarded it as a great shame, but because he was sealed in the Cradle of Despair by Michel, he was not as petty and fat as that one. Like the stabbed woman, she went to take revenge on the descendants of the saint.

The knight who brought despair, Ling Lie was in a trance after forcing back TEDA with one shot. The old opponent had long been buried in the years and the past, and now he became his descendant to fight with him.

The same tall and muscular body, the same holy fist like the wind, the only difference is that the face is different, and there are differences in strength.

"I don't have time to play around with you anymore. Let's end it." Taimat raised the gun of despair high, and the blue flames burst out majesticly and spread to the sky, seeming to burn the entire world.

He is the Three Knights of Darkness who were undefeated in a fight with Saint Wolfgan, and the messenger of Chaos Apostle Ozma. He misses the man who was so powerful that he could win a single move and break one of his own horns, not the few in front of him. Chicken and fish.

"Die!"

The flames that burned a large area of ​​the sky turned into countless fire rains that fell to the earth, destroying all materials in the Corridor of the Dead indiscriminately. A drop of fire rain fell on the shoulder of a pretender, and in a moment's breath it was incinerated into a wisp of blue smoke.

Bishop Klose and Allen were both horrified when they saw this. Fortunately, the Holy Order separated to hunt down the pretenders, minimizing the losses. Otherwise, they would not be protected by the Tears of Remedios if they were together. Down, the group will be destroyed.

Neither of them dared to look down upon them, and they tried their best to spurt out the dazzling holy power, and put the holy light protection on four people, including Neerbas, to resist the rain of fire in the sky.

The winding Corridor of the Dead has a similar function to Feliz Avenue, which is the main traffic artery leading to Grobeni, another city.

The blue fire rain indiscriminately burned everything in the Corridor of the Dead. The remaining ruins of the past disappeared completely, and the ground became pitted. Whether they were pretenders, imperial troops, or priests who sacrificed their lives, they were all completely destroyed. .

But a more critical situation occurred. The rain of fire was not extinguished after it fell to the ground. Instead, it was like rainwater accumulated on the road and formed a pool of water, gathering together to form a continuous sea of ​​​​fire, forcing their scope of action.

"If you can't kill Taimat in half a minute, we will all be burned to death here." Allen in the Golden Cathedral appeared relatively calm, but the hand that tightly grasped the scepter betrayed his anxiety.

He is the only son of the Bishop of the Golden Cathedral. He is pampered and has a noble status. Although he has seen pretenders with physical mutations, what he is facing now is Taimat, the notorious Despair in the Dark Jihad era.

The sacred fist armor on TEDA's arms shines brightly, and he will kill evil whenever he encounters it. Implementing the immortal concept of justice has always been his insistence. Those who execute justice must not fall before the hooves of the dark horse.

The sacred fist armor exudes a golden and beautiful halo, protecting Teda's burly mountain-like body from being swallowed up by the flames for a short period of time. The first owner of the holy relic was his ancestor, the saint Wolfgang Baio. Accept.

How could evil be so rampant... With endless anger boiling in his chest, TEDA waved the sacred fist armor towards the enemy, and the powerful sacred power purified the hell flames in a certain area.

Golden chains spread out from the void and intertwined, locking the movements of Taimat and Hell Horse. Finally, they got a moment of killing time. Taida's eyes were filled with excitement and he punched suddenly.

Execution of Justice: The Holy See of Remedios!

There was a loud bang, and the ground under TEDA's feet shattered into a spider web. He suddenly opened his mouth and coughed up blood, which was bright red. His right arm carrying the boxing armor was violently numb, swollen and painful. If not for the protection of the boxing armor, his right arm would have been shattered and fractured. .

Similarly, Taimat's horse was crushed in the head by a punch, and then his whole body exploded. A deep golden fist mark was left on Taimat's chest, his ribs were broken, and his lungs were shocked. He was seriously injured.

"Yes, he looks a bit like your ancestor, but if this punch was the power of Saint Wolfgang, my heart would probably be shattered."

Taimat praised the blow. He gently brushed the wound on his chest. The strong vitality made him recover more than half after a few breaths. One blow was still not enough... Let Klose and others really feel it. The taste of despair.

"Then I will crush you with the next blow..." Teda's tall and burly body slumped to his knees, panting violently, in disbelief. His arms were still numb and trembling, unable to recover.

Allen and Klose have average fighting capabilities, Gallantis is missing, and another holy relic is captured by the shadow of a mysterious holy tree, making it impossible to communicate with it.

"Give me."

TEDA's sight was blocked. There was a volcanic anger suppressed under the calm face of the demonized Nirbas, and he stretched out his hand towards TEDA's fist armor.

"No, the sacred aura of the boxing armor is incompatible with the pretender. Only those who have been approved by it can use it. In your state..." TEDA was stunned, and the sacred boxing armor automatically separated from his arms and turned into gold. The components were reassembled on Neilbas' arm.

How can it be!

"So it's like this. We are in darkness, but our hearts are open to the light. Priest Neilbas gave us the most vivid interpretation. Perhaps, we should re-examine this very special group of Avengers." Bishop Klose sighed after being surprised. .

Allen's eyes flickered on the side, but he did not express his opinion.

"God has not abandoned me yet. God has always been with me." Nirbas murmured, and then strode towards the Tamate of Despair, getting faster and faster, and finally started running.

"Weird, shouldn't you worship us?" Taimat couldn't understand why the evil aura of the demon in front of him was similar to that of a pure-blooded person. Why didn't he worship them, the Three Dark Knights, and instead became murderous?

"Devils only deserve to be stepped on by me and have their heads crushed. I follow God's will and have never wavered in the slightest. Even if I fall into hell, I still want the light."

The cracks in the different dimensions of the black earth were even more damaged. A ray of bright sunlight slanted down from the outside sky, and it happened to shine on Neerbas's burly body. The sloping shadow behind him seemed to be full of light.

Neerbas's ribs mutated, and a pair of sickle-shaped devil wings grew out of his back. He endured the severe pain and tore off the devil wings with his big hands, dripping with blood. He didn't know why he did this, but he just There is an unexplained feeling that God's will is being carried out correctly.

The torn wings actually changed in Nirbas's hands. The rich darkness melted like ice and snow, and pure divine energy filled the air, crystal clear and perfect.

"I understand." He murmured in a low voice, and then the scythe in his hand bloomed with sacred rays of light. Blessed by the power of the fist armor, it was like a god raising a weapon of divine power to punish, cutting off the darkness in the world.

Poof~!

Taimat was in disbelief, blood spattered three feet, and his tall and muscular body was slowly annihilated in the endless light. The hell spear that he thought could withstand the attack also broke into two sections.

"Why! Such pure light can be born in the darkness?" Taimat was strongly puzzled by this. He was confused and unwilling, but no one gave him an answer.

At the last moment of his life, he suddenly threw half of his gun into the sky, "Desperate follower, Troca, inherit my will."