Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

A large glass bottle filled with high-concentration No. 3 holy water was thrown upward by the right hand of the paladin Uncle Locke who broke in. Before anyone could react from the sudden attack, it was thrown into the sky.

Under the sunlight, the glass bottle exuded a brilliant light of pale gold, dazzling the eyes of countless guards who surrounded it.

This obviously specially designed glass bottle, the size of a small arm, rolled through several rounded arcs in the sky.

"Crash!" A crisp explosion broke into pieces in the sky.

Then, countless dense droplets of No. 3 holy water, carrying an extremely rich sacred aura, formed a magnificent golden rainbow under the refraction of the sun, spreading all over this not-so-large Viscount noble residence.

All this happened smoothly, and by the time the guards surrounding the door of the Viscount's Mansion reacted, the bodies of everyone outside in the entire mansion had already been wetted by the scattered droplets of holy water.

The powerful effect of Holy Water No. 3 was quickly revealed, and a layer of light golden secondary Yahweh Holy Light healing was temporarily applied to the bodies of all those who were contaminated with it.

"Stop, intruder!"

After feeling that the raider's attack was of no use and instead gave himself a buff state, the guard captain at the gate of the mansion was the first to react.

"Who are you and why did you break into the Viscount's Mansion..."

This loyal guard captain, holding a weapon, stopped the immediate attacks of his subordinates around him, and asked loudly in a tone that was 70% angry and 3% doubtful.

"ah!"

But at this time, a fearful and panicked voice interrupted his shouts and questions, and suddenly sounded in the core of the Viscount's Mansion.

"Master, Master, what's wrong with you!"

"Lord Viscount, what's going on? No!"

"Mr. Moldo, please let me go, ah!"

"No, no!"

Inside the mansion, a sharp scream came from Viscount Moldo, followed by screams from other people one after another, causing the subordinates behind the captain of the guard of the Viscount Mansion to panic instantly.

That bottle of No. 3 holy water is not just a simple energy gain. If faced with some evil and corrupt negative energy creatures, its power is comparable to the top "Aqua Regia"!

"Faithful guard, do you hear me?"

The paladin Locke Anfe, who had experienced many times of storming the mansions of corrupt and fallen nobles, secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the screams inside. He spoke seriously and quickly to the guards who were still surrounding them, the leader.

The warrior captain said.

He secretly thought he was lucky, because Holy Water No. 3 must directly contact the dark target to be effective. If the fallen noble inside was inside any room in the mansion when he threw Holy Water No. 3, and was not directly drenched by the holy water outside.

.Maybe they have to go through a lot of trouble to knock down these guards of the Viscount Mansion and break in by force!

"This is the evil force of the 'Cursed Cult', which is killing your master!"

Uncle Locke pointed the tip of the Holy Cross sword downward to indicate that he had no ill intentions.

The current situation is undoubtedly one of the best situations this demon hunter team has ever encountered. After hearing the paladin's explanation, all the guards who had been hesitant at first turned their attention to their leader.

That professional warrior with a lower official rank was the permanent guard captain of the Viscount Mansion.

At this moment, the brutal screams that still sounded in the mansion could not stop the soldier from thinking too much. After thinking briefly, the burly man immediately issued the order.

"Put away your weapons, soldiers!"

After all, he chose to believe the priests in front of him, signaled the guards blocking the paladin to leave, then turned around and led the other guards, followed behind the paladin, and continued speaking loudly.

"Dear paladins, please let us follow you to eradicate evil!"

After all, this loyal guard captain still has some doubts about these uninvited guests in front of him. Following them to kill the evil ones is just incidental. The one who monitors them is the real one.

After hearing the guard captain's request, Uncle Locke nodded without hesitation, skillfully led the four paladins behind him with their backs to the guards, walked in front, and responded loudly.

"I am honored! Warriors, please follow our footsteps!"

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After crossing the two walls, the innermost courtyard, the core of the Viscount's Mansion, soon appeared in front of the paladins and guards.

However, at this time, in the core of the mansion, the small courtyard that was not too big, exuded a sky-high black aura of ominousness and death, which was encased in a lavender violet magic shield, and everyone was immediately shocked.

With such a strong dark power and such a powerful aura of death, one could tell at the sight of an ominous scene. Everyone, including the guards of the Viscount Mansion, knew that there was really big trouble this time.

Even though there was a layer of magic shield, the holy light in Uncle Locke's body was instinctively stimulated to boiling point.

"This magic shield is about to break!"

This experienced and experienced demon hunter quickly discovered something was wrong with the shield in front of him during his initial shock.

This small magic shield, which was originally used as a private defense for the nobles, was in fierce conflict with the increasing amount of unknown death energy inside. Fine cracks had appeared on the lavender surface of the shield.

"All paladins come to my side, others stand behind us."

Under his loud orders, wisps of white-gold flames of judgment filled the bodies of the five paladins from the gaps in their armor. They unanimously raised their swords engraved with cross patterns and shouted in unison.

"Judgment, Holy Light Shield!"

In an instant, a brilliant shield of holy power condensed from the void in front of them.

At the same time, the lavender shield in front of him also reached its limit.

"Boom!" sounded.

After this ear-piercing loud noise that shook the entire city, endless death energy spread outward from the Moldo Viscount Mansion where they were located.

Fortunately, the noble district of Andorhal City was not on the annual pilgrimage day for vassals at this time, so not many people were wandering around the city.

Although this huge undead energy spread hundreds of feet outward, not many people were actually directly harmed.

After the deafening loud noise, the core courtyard of the Viscount's Mansion had turned into ruins, and countless smoke rose into the sky, even temporarily blocking the sun in the sky.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

With the slight shaking of the ground, a huge figure slowly appeared in the increasingly thinning smoke.

"I knew it!"

In the twisted and weird low tone of this evil existence, he, or rather it, finally revealed his true identity.

"It's really you damn believers of false gods."

An undead and terrifying creature "Abomination" that was over 11 feet tall and composed of many fragmented corpses appeared in front of everyone.

This undead creature looked like an elite unit at first glance. The flesh and blood cracks on its body were constantly leaking blood and emitting a disgusting stench. Its right arm held an iron hook that was constantly dripping with blood.

Except for the head at the top, which is still talking and can vaguely see the shape of Viscount Moldo, almost all the creatures in this courtyard have become the food for the birth of "Abomination".

This disgusting monster was stimulated by the pure holy power of No. 3 holy water and was forced to shed its disguise and reveal its prototype. It looked at the paladin in front of him with vicious eyes. The undead magic evaporated into blue-black smoke and filled the air around him.

around the body.

"You heretics who are so sinful, accept the punishment of the high-level hatred of Moldor under the protection of the great Lich King!"

As soon as he finished speaking, this huge fat man with a corpse waved his arm with his right hand at an uncharacteristic speed.

In an instant, the huge blood-dripping iron hook made an explosion that pierced the air and emitted the unique gray light of undead energy as it was thrown in the direction of Uncle Locke, the leader of the paladin.

At this time, the Holy Warriors of Yahweh are still working together to release the Holy Shield of Judgment. They have just faced the Holy Power Shield that leaked the energy of the undead. Not only were they not weakened by the impact just now, but they followed these Yahweh warriors.

It continues to charge, getting brighter and brighter.

But this elite-level undead abomination, which had already initially entered the heroic rank, had at least a huge force of nearly a hundred tons with such a ferocious blow.

"bump!"

The ear-piercing roar and explosion sounded again.

After a brief fierce conflict between the holy power of the Holy Power of Judgment and the undead energy on the Blood-Drip Iron Hook, the Death Iron Hook, powered by a hundred tons of impact force, finally won.

But after the Holy Light of Judgment shield held up by the five paladins was shattered, this brutal iron hook seemed to have finally exhausted its remaining power.

After shattering the shield, there was no energy left to continue the pursuit!

After the shield was shattered, the five paladins collectively took a few steps back. After releasing the remaining power of the hateful attack, the bright white-gold holy flame of judgment finally ignited on their bodies like a torch.

"Hmph! What you said is also what I want to say!"

The leader, Uncle Locke, raised the Holy Cross sword high and shouted loudly.

"My colleagues, separate and attack this evil monster from all sides!"

This experienced leader of the demon hunting team quickly discovered the weakness of the corpse monster who had just entered the hero level in front of him in a short period of time, that is, the movement speed of the lower body was very slow, almost comparable to that of a normal person who was not a transcendent person.

“O Great and Most High Yahweh, this evil is worth fighting!”

As he shouted, the other paladins immediately dispersed and responded in unison.

“For the sake of Holy Yahweh!”

For a time, the holy flames on these holy warriors became even hotter. The huge holy power dispersed the undead black mist in the surrounding air. Their powerful arms held the Holy Cross two-handed sword and attacked the abomination in the middle.

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At this moment, the captain of the guard of the Viscount Mansion on the periphery was preparing to order his men to use bows and crossbows to attack the monster that killed his lord from a distance.

He is also a veteran who participated in the famous Battle of Lordaeron. He knows that when dealing with these undead monsters, attacks by non-sacred melee professionals will not only have little effect, but may also be subject to various curses on those monsters.

The energy spread, so he wisely ordered his men to go out to support.

"Guards, take out your crossbows and aim..."

Before he finished speaking, the warrior professional's order was stopped by a figure wearing a dark gray hooded robe that suddenly appeared from the void.

"I am Merkeldo, the Judgment Temple of the Holy Light Cross."

"Your Excellency, Captain of the Guard, I hope you will lead your subordinates to guard the perimeter and not let irrelevant people interfere with this battle."

The distinctive dim brilliance of the purple-gold Holy Power of Judgment circulated around the outline of Merkeldo's body, easily allowing the guard captain to confirm his identity as a priest of the most mysterious Judgment Temple of the Holy Light Cross.

"Leave the rest to us!"

The church continued solemnly and lowly.

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