Assassin’s Chronicle

Chapter 403, you play with me, I play with me.

Let Warner show the power of the redemption volume, and exercise in front of everyone. This is a natural thing. You can’t rush out of the city and take all your hopes on Warner. That’s too much. The play was gone, but before the flight, An Fei never thought that Warner’s exercise actually triggered a series of drastic changes.

The scroll of redemption is the sacred object of the Church of Light, and its power is self-evident. The magical fluctuations generated by the volume of redemption are far more grand, purer, and clearer than the magical fluctuations produced by most of the magical magic. Filled with the endless sense of the dead, the magic shields released by Warner, such as the torch in the dark night, are extremely dazzling, and the violent elemental fluctuations have even spread out for dozens of miles.

If at this moment the scroll of redemption is the high priest Lanbege, there should be countless bright knights and priests who have declared their loyalty to Slanbee. Unfortunately, Warner is just an ordinary priest who is not known, and everyone who knows the insider, Will subconsciously choose the method of killing the goods, will never go to work with Warner, not to mention the loyalty to Warner, because Warner's background and its own strength are negligible.

When Warner held the redemption roll in the town of Moramaz, he showed his power and killed the undead creatures in the film, but even the outsider of Anfei couldn't help himself. How could he possibly win the people of the Holy See? The volume of redemption represents what the bright knights and priests would not care about.

Without ability, but with rare treasures, it is called innocence, guilty! Being capable, powerful, and possessing rare treasures has become a place of virtue. As for what ‘de’ is, genius knows that Warner’s fist is soft, and it will become the former if his fist is very hard. Then it became the latter.

I wanted to take a break and avoid the night when the strength of the undead creatures increased. The Bright Shields Corps, which fought in the early morning, actually launched a full-scale attack. When the horn of the charge blew, the moon just climbed the treetops.

As the undead knight of the undead army, under the command of the Necromancer, nearly 100 people were separated. With a group of ghosts, there are countless undead creatures, and they return to the city of Zenglin.

At this moment, An Fei is standing on the wall of the north city of the city of Greene. While observing the movement in front of him, he is condensed with fire elements. His fire sword has been destroyed by Deschlett and can only be remade. Several magicians of the magic group watched the performance of Anfei. They are new people. They have never seen anyone who can control the fire element like An Fei, and the old people of the magic group have long been eccentric.

"Anfei!" Brave hurriedly walked over the steps: "At this time? Nothing wrong?"

"I don't want to break out at this time. It is Fernando's already playing." An Fei whispered.

"Can't wait any longer?" Brave said bitterly: "There are nothing in the low-order undead creatures, but the ghosts are in the night..."

"The ghosts are handed over to me." Anfei smiled and said: "If there is a Knight of the Undead. Suzanne is responsible."

"Yeah." Susanna said with a low voice.

"I feel... still a little too risky." Resca also did not want to fight the undead creatures at night.

"We have come to the country of mercenaries for adventure. Besides, we have no other choice now." Anfei said with a smile: "I don't understand. Fernando should be more reluctant to fight at night than we do." Why did he launch an offensive at this time?"

Bravi and Rescar looked at each other and shook their heads.

An Fei frowned and thought for a moment, and he couldn't understand it. He didn't live in the Holy See. From his point of view, he tried to figure out Fernando and the Holy See. He was like a blind person, only knowing one, but he didn't know the other. Who has the volume of redemption. It represents the legal heir to become the pope. This is the first legal procedure for inheritance. The possession of the redemption may not necessarily be the pope, but the volume of redemption is definitely not the pope. For the priests who are full of ambitions, The volume of redemption is as important as the undead war in front of you.

I didn't want to, Anfei slowly looked up, and Fernando launched the general attack at this time. There must be some reason for him. Anyway, he hit him, I beat me. Even if Fernando wins, they have long left the city of Green.

One fireball after another is integrated into the fire sword of Affair, and the surrounding temperature is getting higher and higher. Brava and Reska have to release the magic shield to resist the hot air, while other mercenaries and The magician has retired to the city and gave Anfei a vacant lot.

An Fei suddenly paused. His instant memory ability is very strong. Up to now, more than 100 big fireballs have been released. The fire sword that was destroyed before has shared more than a hundred big fireballs. At the end of the day, the condensed elements became very difficult, and now the fireball released has exceeded the original number, but he did not feel too much resistance.

"Adults, brethren are all ready!" Orsi cried out under the city.

All the mercenaries in the city of Greene listed a number of squares in groups. This time, Orsi was going to take the lead, and Ozcucci and Thomson were in the middle of the game.

"Warner!"

"Adult, I am here!" Warner stepped onto the steps, but he walked a dozen steps forward, covered his face and retreated. He looked at Anfei with amazement and his straight line distance from Anfei. Still 30 meters away, I have already felt the skin is hot and painful, and I dare not move forward.

"Warner, I will see you in a while!"

"Adults rest assured!" Warner hurried back.

An Fei sighed a little, and at this time, he also slammed Warner, because some did not feel at ease, but there was no other choice in front of him. He took a deep breath, and the three big fireballs appeared at his side almost at the same time. The fire swords in his hands swayed. The three big fireballs were attracted, and they were attached to the fire sword. The battle is about to begin. He can’t Use all the spiritual power, although the degree of cohesion of the fire sword has not reached the limit, but can only be used against it.

"Brahavi, Resca, you must lead the magic group to protect Warner, and must not let him have an accident." An Fei made the final emphasis, then screamed: "Open the city gate!"

The sandbags that were blocked at the gates of the city had already moved away. Several mercenaries had distorted the subway bolts and slowly pushed the gates open.

"We have a few hearts." Brave nodded, and then Resca turned and walked away, but suddenly he exclaimed: "An Fei, see your sword!"

In fact, I don't have to look at it. Anfei has already felt the change of the fire sword. When the last element of the big fireball is integrated into the fire sword, the deep red as a spar-like blade begins to tremble, and it also makes a sizzle, a clump or Large or small sparks are not controlled by Anfei, blooming on the blade, and finally, the blade becomes a bright orange.

"This is..." Anfei stared at the fire sword in his hand.

"Brothers, get ready to fight!" Orsi screamed, his mercenary group had not completely passed through the gate, and a group of black-pressed undead creatures had already flowed in the moonlight.

An Fei was awakened, and he inserted the fire sword into the scabbard and jumped off the wall.

Orsi, who was at the forefront of the team, had already whipped up his temper, but found himself a false alarm. A white light-like light curtain exploded rapidly, covering thousands of square meters of space, and numerous undead creatures rushing in. Then the smoke was gone.

Warner held the volume of redemption, flying in midair, showing his own use and having a future. This opportunity Warner has been waiting for a long time, so he can't wait to start performing.

Warner sang a curse and sneaked out and observed. Because of his trust in the volume of redemption, he did not care about the undead creatures that came up, but the farce that was almost accidentally injured by himself could scare him, even in He left a shadow in his heart, although he knew it was impossible, but he still worried that the mercenaries would shoot him.

Bravi and Aijie Lazi also issued orders, hundreds of magicians have released floating, flying in the air, or up or down, layered stack Warner surrounded. The enemies in front of them are not only zombies, ghosts, and undead knights, but the most terrible is the Necromancer. With Warner’s own strength, perhaps a bone spear can kill his life, and the magicians can’t be sloppy. What's more, An Fei issued a death order. In the past, the magicians who were hiding behind the comrades can no longer hide. They can't avoid the attack even if they are dead. They can only resist the end to protect the Warner in the middle.

Zombies are low-level undead creatures without judgment. At this moment, under the drive of the Necromancer, the former servants rushed up, but as long as they touched the light curtain, they would instantly become flying smoke. It seems that the undead masters do not understand the volume of redemption. The more undead creatures redeemed by the redemption volume, the stronger the power of release. They want to rely on zombies to deplete Warner's magic and make a fundamental mistake.

The mercenaries under Orsi’s men barely felt any resistance. They spread their legs and ran hard. For a moment, the mercenaries had already run a few miles, and the light curtain made a stroke in the ocean of undead creatures. The extremely wide purifying belt, as for the number of zombies killed, is already incalculable.

"Suzanne!" An Fei screamed, and he saw a team of more than a hundred undead knights and ghosts rushing from the side.

Susanna figured back and changed direction, and Anfei rushed forward and backward. Compared with Susanna, Anfei seems to be struggling. He relies on the power of the fire sword to open the way in the undead sea. For the already advanced Susanna, the low-order undead creatures are no different from the ants, she only needs to pick up The body is full of vindictiveness, and all the zombies that are blocking the road become a fragmented piece of meat that is scattered everywhere.