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"Assemble the Papal Knights."

Of course, that's what he said, but his personal guards should still bring them with them.

"As commanded."

This is a good thing.

The Burning Witch quickly agreed.

Except for the necessary remaining personnel, most of the papal knights followed Sullivan to Anor Londe. At the moment when the flames were about to extinguish, Sullivan did not want any unfavorable accidents to happen to him.

Going up from the elevator, he led his men to the central cathedral in a familiar way. The patrolling Silver Knights turned a blind eye to these traitors and numbly carried out the task that Sullivan thought would never have an end. .

Looking at these knights with the honor of being royal guards, Sullivan smiled sarcastically. The masters they served were now probably reduced to rubble.

"You stay away, I want to meet the Dark Moon God."

After waving his hand to dismiss these knights who he considered to be extremely loyal, Sullivan gestured to accept them and pushed open the church door that had been closed for an unknown period of time.

The door slowly opened, and the dark clouds blocked the moonlight, making the front dark.

"Eldridge, I think we need to talk."

"We-huh?"

As the flames on the big sword ignited and dispelled the darkness in the church, Sullivan was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him. The posture that he was originally preparing to attack with his sword also stopped.

There was no one in it.

?

Questions filled Sullivan's head, and he quickly led everyone into the church.

"How can it be."

Sullivan scanned the surroundings carefully and saw a circle of clean and tidy pillars. The ground was made of glorious white jade bricks. Everything was just as it was when he left.

Not to mention Eldridge, there is no trace of the darkness that has always been with him.

After stuffing something small into the Silver Knight, the Burning Witch on the side looked at Sullivan who was losing his temper and smiled.

Not only did they patch up the broken holes, but they also renovated the entire interior. Only when Sullivan could see the problem was there something wrong.

"Damn, let's go back."

Sullivan also reacted. The Dark Moon God was no longer here. If these silver knights found out, he didn't dare to think about what they would do next. He quickly called on everyone to retreat.

Sullivan quickly retreated to the door of the church, but was forced back by a row of long bows that had been set up.

The silver knights who were patrolling the outside world were lined up neatly at the door of the church.

"What are you going to do? I am the Pope. Have you forgotten the order of the Dark Moon God?"

Sullivan tried to use the agreement he had threatened Gwendelin to bind these silver knights.

"Back off!"

The Silver Knight did not respond. The Dark Moon God had disappeared. Why should they abide by the agreement with this traitor? One end of the dragon-hunting bow was in contact with the ground. As a fulcrum, the bowstring was stretched to the limit, pointing straight at Sullivan.

"What should we do? Your Holiness."

The Torture Witch asked respectfully. It was obvious that she could no longer reach an agreement with these Silver Knights.

"Fight out, it's just some Silver Knights."

Sullivan looked at these silver knights with cold eyes. How could such a small force want to block his progress?

The entire Silver Knights Army has arrived.

"As commanded."

The Fire Witch bowed, her body ignited with intense flames, and then she hugged Sullivan.

"Your Highness Sur, our mission is completed!"

"Praise the sun!"

boom!

Chapter 123 Saliwan, you deserve to die

Miracle【Farewell Gift】

At the cost of his own imminent death, his whole body ignited in flames, causing a violent explosion.

The power of scorching light represents the punishment of God's enemies. If something is worth burning to obtain, it must be for God.

The more sincere the user, the more miraculous power they can exert.

The prototype is the spell "Burning Fire" that the Sun Cult dug out from the collection of the Netherworld Church. The fire-proof girl often used this trick when she couldn't beat the Ashes when she was learning to fight. God knows how the priests of the Sun Cult used it. Its transformation into a miracle.

However, no matter what kind of damage is done to the believers who have been planted with a heraldry, they will never die until the death of their master god, so the fire-proof girl is left to their use.

If you really encounter someone who can't be beaten, it's a good choice to self-destruct and return to the campfire to resurrect.

The oppressive fireball enveloped Sullivan's tall body and burned his exquisite papal robes to black.

Then, the power that could no longer be restrained spread, and the fire exploded, covering a large area. The surrounding Pope Knights were unable to avoid it, and many people were directly knocked over.

The bursting flames illuminated almost the entire church, and the armor of the Silver Knights reflected the firelight.

They did not hesitate to loosen their bow strings, and the huge arrows, packed with extremely strong kinetic energy, flew towards Shaliwan who was unable to move.

Tsk!

The arrow, which was enough to penetrate the scales of the flying dragon, penetrated Saliwan's body without any surprise, causing his body to hit the stone steps.

"Damn it."

Sullivan never expected that as the most successful kid in history, he would be plotted by another kid. The flames burned him, and the pain of burns, punctures, impacts, and thunder and lightning filled his body. among.

"You're a despicable idiot. You betrayed the Dark Moon God. Are you going to betray me again?"

The figure flashed illusoryly and came out of the high-temperature flames. Many of the pendants on his body had melted and the gorgeous golden crown on his head had lost its color. The scorched Saliwan was ripped off and hung on his body. The human form of the torture was no longer visible. Witch.

"hehe."

The witch grinned. As an agent of the fire-prevention woman, she would never betray her main god forever, and the flames ignited again.

when!

Swinging the sword, darkness clung to the blade, splitting the dragon-hunting arrows. The Pope's left eye flashed at his fingertips, driving the Pope knights in the church and the elevator to fight back.

He must return to his base camp before the Silver Knights assemble.

The Pope Knights are not weak. In the past, they were also extremely good Dark Moon Swords. The Silver Knights were a little in a hurry. They were not warriors left over from the Ancient Dragon War, and they only existed long enough to perfect the archery inherited from the Legion. .

Compared to their archery skills, their melee skills were a bit weak, and due to their numerical disadvantage, the Silver Knight who was being approached was unable to attack them for a while.

Your seniors are crying.

Sullivan got a little respite.

"What else do you want to do?"

Sullivan stepped hard on the witch's face with his shoes, and crushed her back and forth in anger, spurting out a lot of blood.

His face seemed to have been crushed by the mortar of a mill, but the witch still did not stop the ritual. When Sullivan met the witch's golden eyes, his instinctive uneasiness made him leave the place quickly.

Tsk!

A papal knight escaped and was split in half from head to toe by the black knight's huge sword. The black knight, a fire-resistant female guard, came first and quickly dispersed under Elton's command, cutting off these priests. The offensive line of the Zong Knights.

The big sword brought up a string of sparks, lifted the Pope Knight into the air, and remained motionless during the rest of the damage. The sword swung downwards and completely destroyed the filthy corpse's ability to move.

Seeing the silver knight struggling to counterattack under the continuous attacks, the black knight pulled him up from the ground and couldn't help but say.

"You are the worst generation I have ever seen."

The flames scorched the air, distorting the light, and the blood-red edge struck from it. He was shocked, but his body, which had gone through countless crises, still reacted, crossing the sword and raising the blade sideways.

The two swords intersected, bursting out countless sparks, and Shaliwan's expression changed. The power of the person who came was very strong. It was hard to imagine how this body, which was much smaller than his own, could accommodate such majestic physical strength.

Shaking his wrist, Saliwan looked at the person who came. She was a rather beautiful and elegant lady, her whole body was surrounded by blood, and the smell of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood made Saliwan's scalp numb.

"Who are you?"

Sullivan couldn't help but ask. He had read through countless ancient books. He was confident that he knew nine out of ten of the events in Rodlan's past and present. However, after searching through his memories, no one could match the person in front of him.

boom!

What answered him was the blazing spear of sunlight.

Smoke and dust were everywhere.

What can you say to someone like Sullivan?

As the first guy in history who dares to rely on conspiracy to overthrow the Sun Royal Family, this kind of person who is still alive will be a lifelong shame for Gwen's descendants. The Fireproof Girl has decided that Saliwan must die, and he must die peacefully. Ugly.

The fireproof woman narrowed her eyes, hugged the secret agent who had returned to his original state with one hand, and fired another sunshine spear at the shadow in the smoke.

boom!

The dazzling light spot set off air waves, which made the fire-proof girl's skirt hanging down from both sides of the armor make a sound.

She did not choose to break into the smoke. Sullivan controlled the fire of sin. This mysterious flame was the essence of which Lothric had used countless resources but had not yet discovered.

Fireproof Girl is another pure glass cannon.

Without knowing the conditions, she didn't dare to bet that she would be immune to the fire of sin.

"Hehe, Your Highness, hehe, it smells like His Highness Sur."

The half-burned secret agent lay on her side in the warm embrace, feeling that her broken body was slowly healing under the healing sun. Her consciousness was a little blurred, and she couldn't help but let out bursts of giggles.

Why is she a slut again?

Are there no normal young people in the Sun Sect?

The fireproof girl's face was full of black lines, and she simply threw the thing into the bonfire, and looked back without leaving a trace of the ashes.

Then he frowned, looked into the smoke, and cautiously turned the long knife sideways to defend against any possible attacks.

The smoke and dust were dispersed, and Saliwan stood up again. Behind him were wings like withered branches, which were actually able to drag his body into the air.

"I remember you!"

The mask was shattered, and Sullivan finally saw his true enemy.

He never thought that this little princess who had been abandoned would actually have a chance to make a comeback, becoming the biggest obstacle on her ambition road today.

"I should have brought you over from Karim and turned you into a beast in the sewers."

A big sword in one hand and a huge sword in one hand were folded on the chest, each igniting different lights. Saliwan's figure flashed and he dived directly.

He must escape.

Chapter 124: Salivan feels there is hope - Wuming is here

Roar!

The white flying dragon roared down from the clouds, and the terrifying shadow covered a large area of ​​the enemy. It landed in the city of Irushil with huge kinetic energy, and smashed the defensive line that the defenders had finally organized on the spot.

The arrow tower in Irushil City fired crossbow arrows, scratching off large swaths of stone dragon scales, which only greatly aroused the flying dragon's anger.

The flying dragon opened its mouth, filled with hot fire, and poured it into the hole of the arrow tower, turning all the creatures inside into a handful of ashes on the spot.

Without the assistance of Sullivan and most of the Pope's knights, the pressure on the Lothrik army that broke into Irushil through the bonfire was much less, but their situation was not optimistic either.

The flying dragon tore open a large space for the warriors, and countless deformed creatures rushed out from the shadows. These creatures grew alien limbs and were in endless numbers.

"Knight Commander, these monsters are coming from all directions."

"Crack!"

Richard crushed an alienated spider-like creature with one foot. The bright surface of the sword was filled with spell flames. He held it with both hands and swept it across, burning clean the petite figure that kept harassing him.

They have to attack proactively.

he shouted to the crowd.